Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 25
Many people do not believe that Graves is a devout believer.

For the most lenient of doctrines could hardly stand what he did.

Tattoos, drinking, banking, killing.

What can be committed, what cannot be committed, he has done it.

But on the other hand, like a true believer, he comes to church to pray every day.

In a ghostly place like Hell's Kitchen, there is also a church, which is also miraculous.

"I will make Jerusalem a heap, a dwelling place for wild dogs; I will make the cities of Judah desolate, and no one will live in them."

After reciting the book of Jeremiah, Graves finished his prayers for the day and got up to leave.

His subordinates have long been used to this scene, and they are no strangers to it.

The vehicle drives away from Hell's Kitchen.Came to a long-abandoned factory.

Desolation and darkness shrouded this place, and it seemed to be two completely different worlds from the urban area in the distance.

Even if the distance between them is less than twenty kilometers.

The vehicle stopped, and after waiting for a while, a Ford car approached, and a person got off, opened the door without any explanation and sat beside him.

This is black, but a typical American elite.

Appropriate suits, expensive watches, shoes that I don’t know how many times a day, exquisite hairstyles, and a mask on my face that says "You are an idiot, but I am very polite".

Not at all like his compatriots.

Graves certainly didn't like such people, and he preferred to communicate with them with a shotgun if he could.

But this time, the other party came on behalf of the mayor of the Big Apple, and even offered to negotiate.

This old black seems to be an elite lawyer of a certain law firm, and also a member of the mayor's staff team. It is said that apart from the campaign manager, he is the person the mayor trusts the most.

The other party is so sincere, they should see each other.

After letting the driver leave, the two didn't bother to share their names, Graves asked directly, "Why are you here?"

Mr. Staff Stretched His Legs, Reflecting Light From His Upturned Leather Shoes, He Said in an Unhurried Tone:

"trade."

Graves: "What are you willing to give."

"You will have everything you have, on condition that this farce ends quickly."

Graves sneered.

The compromise speed of the municipal office is really fast.Probably because the timing is too delicate now.

2008 is an election year in Amerika, and it is a critical period. There are only more than 50 days before the moment that will determine the fate of many people.

The donkey party had already gained a comprehensive advantage, but at this stall, an accident occurred in New York State, which was their rear area...

Who can bear this.

There is a reason why a villain like Wilson Fisk, whose soles are bleeding, has been able to live in the Big Apple for so many years.

Because he established the criminal order.

For American politicians, as long as it is stable, order, no matter how ugly, is order.

In recent days, because Su Ge cut off the criminal economic chain radiating from the Big Apple City to the entire America, breaking this tradition, many criminals who benefited from the economic chain were cut off.

Without business, they can only take to the streets and start a more direct business.

grab!
This is America, who doesn't have a gun in his pocket.

All of a sudden, the crime rate soared, not only in the Big Apple City, but also in the whole of America, the gunfire became dense.

The Elephant Party took advantage of this point to make a big fuss, and under the relentless pursuit, the originally good situation gradually became somewhat unpredictable.

The pressure from above naturally came to the mayor of the Big Apple.

The other party must end this matter as soon as possible.

Then there was this negotiation initiated by the mayor's side, and he expressed his willingness to give up the shattered gold alliance and fully support the "clown" in establishing a new criminal order.

They probably thought that Su Ge was lucky. If it wasn't for the special timing, they would be willing to let Jin Bing fight the clown.

Anyway, in their view, it's just a dog eats a dog, and the one who wins will get their support along the way.

That's how Jin Bing came here back then.

Graves slowly took out a pruned cigar, ignored the frown of Mr. Staff, lit the fire and said, "Do you want to hear about our conditions?"

The other party was very interested: "Let's listen to it."

Graves gasped. "Legalize our business."

This whimsical speech stunned the staff. He looked at Graves with the eyes of a madman. He didn't know whether to be angry or laugh for a while, so he swears directly:

"How the hell are you bedbugs saying that? How the hell is that possible?"

"Why is it impossible? Many of the businesses we do were once legal."

Graves took it for granted: "Trafficking, arms...reselling people."

At the end, Graves also nodded at the black skin of his staff, with a mocking tone.

The latter's black face darkened again, and he growled, "That's all in the past! Now it's a civilized society, you're turning back the wheel of history!"

Graves curled his lips, and said with reason: "Not necessarily, using narcotic drugs as an example, even in the United States, some states allow the use of drug narcotics, I also heard that Colorado and Washington state are promoting full legalization, and there is hope Finish it in ten years. You and I both know that thing is poison."

"The situation in those two places is special!"

"Your tone of voice made me think that only those two states in the whole of America have grandmas."

The aide didn't bother to say anything, he just pushed the door and got out of the car, circling in circles in anger, finally he leaned in, lowered his voice, and said viciously to Graves:

"Go back and tell that lunatic! We don't have only one choice for him, let him think it through!"

It was Graves' revolver that greeted his ugly face.

In the shocked and confused eyes of the other party, orange-red flames emerged from the muzzle of the gun. Until the last moment of his life, this self-righteous old black didn't understand.

How dare he?Isn't he afraid of my mayor?

Watching the Ford go away like a frightened rabbit, Graves curled his lips and muttered, "People are different, I'm not Jin Bin."

Graves [outlaw fanatic]: They refused.

Mr. Joker: As expected.

Graves [Outlaw Fanatic]: You and I don't want to be dogs, some people should be violent.

Mr. Joker: What, are you scared?

Graves [Outlaw Fanatic]: I'm looking forward to it.

Mr.Joker: Hahaha, I did not misread you.

Mr. Joker: Let's make a fuss, it's better to make a fuss until the National Guard enters New York and make the Big Apple a new battlefield!
Mr. Joker: I really want to know what step these shepherds can do for the sake of the so-called order!
Graves turned off the panel.

Looking at the gloomy sky outside the window, he seemed to already smell blood in his nose.

Crossing himself across his chest, Graves whispered a prayer.

"For I know my transgression, and my sin is ever before me.

Against you, and you only, have I sinned.have done this evil before your eyes..."

(End of this chapter)