America's Big Hero

In addition to triggering a series of gun battles to determine a sphere of influence and the boss, the arrest operation will also create more corpses and cases, which will greatly increase the crime rate in the city.

Therefore, in many cases, this is also a tacit understanding that cannot be expressed in words.

Unless pantotoxicity is legalized...

It's the same when switching to Xiao En's side. What's more, the police don't have even a little bit of evidence, so they can't do anything even if they want to make trouble.

……

"Crazy, fuck it." Stephen Keria threw the newspaper in his hand on the table, and his subordinates stood beside him with their heads bowed, not daring to speak.

"How many people died?"

"23."

"Using RPG?"

"Yes."

"FK!" Stephen Keria leaned heavily on the back of the chair, stretched out his hand to smoke a cigarette, and his subordinates immediately came over to light it for him, took a deep breath, and exhaled a long column of smoke, "What I hate the most is these newcomers Yes, there is no sense in what to do."

"RPG!"

"Why the hell don't you go in a tank!"

"Shit!" After more than 50 years of development, the New York mafia family no longer has the crazy style of the past, especially after being hit by the FBI several times, now they prefer to use economic and political manuals to strengthen their own. Dominance, not pure violence.

This is like wearing a suit and leather shoes, sitting in the office, smoking a cigar and red wine, it is difficult to go to the pier to carry the life of smelly fish and rotten shrimp.

"Mr. Stephen, do we need to do it ourselves?"

"No, let's ignore the market over there." The Lucchese family smuggled alcohol, which cost a lot, plus transportation, customs clearance, etc., and the money they earned was nothing more than money for tax evasion. Not that big of a profit.

Stephen Crea needs to consider whether the ratio between income and contribution can be balanced.

……

Just when Sean and the Jersey City police reached a tacit agreement, the veterinarian Jerome called at noon, "I found him for you, do you need to meet? You can negotiate the price yourself. If you are satisfied, I will The agency fee is $5000."

"OK, you ask him to come to this place, and we'll meet in half an hour." After hanging up the phone, Sean took Bill and the two into the car and set off.

Chapter 27: Mike Ermenshott

Half an hour later, in the Newark wharf area, a bald old white man in a jacket walked towards this side. Bill stepped forward to search around and then led someone to open the car door.

Inside the car, Sean and the white old man froze at the same time, neither of them expected to see each other here.

A few seconds later, the old white man opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, but was stopped by Sean, "Come here."

"I didn't think it was you, and the vet didn't say it was you, Sean."

"Very surprised."

"More than a month ago, I never would have imagined that you would kill Hector and the others."

"Isn't this doomed more than a month ago?"

Old Mike was silent for a while, he knew it would not be so easy to leave today, "What do you want me to do."

"Don't worry, I definitely didn't ask you to kill someone." Sean laughed softly.

Old Mike didn't express his anger at Sean questioning his combat power, but just watched Sean calmly waiting for the next step.

"You know, a month ago, I was just an ordinary person before I got the hang of it." Sean pointed to the back of his head and said, "My people and I don't know enough about Newark, including the surrounding areas. , I need someone who can give me a clue of opinion."

"A consultant."

"You won't turn me down, will you, old Mike."

"What do you want me to do?" Old Mike asked again.

"Let's talk in another place, drink coffee or go to a restaurant?" Sean asked with a smile.

Twenty minutes later, Sean and Old Mike sat across from each other in a coffee shop in Jersey City.

Having been an old police officer for more than thirty years, he has dealt with those private matters all day long. The whole of Newark has no objection to Old Mike, and there are very few things he doesn't understand.

There are many gangs in Newark. This guy knows all about the main characters in the gangs, their sphere of influence, their business scope, and the grievances between the gangs.

The most important thing is that the leaders of these gangs may have changed, but the people below are the same over and over again. Moreover, those guys are regular visitors to the police station. After so many years, Old Mike has some connections with every gang and has his own. Informants and sources of information.

Just after hearing what old Mike said, Sean had already decided to hire the old man as his consultant.

In fact, apart from this, the old Mike has been in the police station for more than [-] years. From the chief of the police station to the newcomers below, he knows everyone. Who in the police station has a personality, who has hobbies, and who receives the most bribes from gangs? , who has special interests in which gang, he knows all about it.

It's just that Old Mike couldn't say these things, or rather, he couldn't say them now.

"The annual salary is 10, come and help me, how about it." Sean picked up the coffee and gestured to the old Mike.

"Will you take over the position of Salamanga?" Old Mike asked after a moment of pondering.

He didn't ask Sean what he did. Based on his news channels, he already knew that a smuggled wine guy named Sean came to the city, but he didn't think about the guy whose head was shot a month ago.

"I won't." Sean shook his head. He wanted to see Old Mike's surprised look, but he was disappointed. Old Mike's face was as expressionless as a dead man's. "Are you a facial paralysis?"

"You won't be surprised by anything after you've been at the grassroots level of the police station for 30 years." Old Mike shook his head slightly.

"Well, what a boring person." Sean shrugged and continued: "Remember, I'm a serious businessman, and I don't do things that violate the law, so I won't take over the position of Seramanga. but..."

Old Mike looked as if the front was full of nonsense, and he had been waiting for your next words.

"But a friend of mine named Jonas would do it, and he'd do it really well."

"What about the poison, will you continue?"

"It's Jonas, I have to correct your mistake, OK!" Sean snorted and continued, "No, he's a good guy, he's a fighting hero, he doesn't like drugs, and he won't touch that thing. "

"Why, drugs are very profitable." Old Mike obviously didn't believe in any nonsense reasons like not liking it.

"Why? Ha!" Sean shook his head and sneered, "Who told you that drugs are very profitable, don't look at the thoughts of those standing on top of skyscrapers with your eyes on the horizon."

"Drugs, with high risks and low profits, are not a good business. Over the years, no rich man on the rich list has made his fortune by selling drugs."

"Drugs, a group of uneducated guys with all their brains, they only touch business when they have no other means of making money."

"In my eyes, poisons are not as valuable as the garbage in the trash can across the street, do you believe it?"

Turning his head to look at the trash cans on the street outside, Old Mike shook his head firmly, "I don't believe it."

"Stay with me, and within a few years you will understand that drugs are not as valuable as garbage." Sean didn't even bother to explain the profit prospects and market share of the 'garbage recycling' industry to Old Mike.

"Okay, now I'm your boss." Sean reached out and grabbed Old Mike's hand and shook it forcibly.

"Okay, boss." Old Mike said blankly, "What job do I have now?"

"First reconnect with your informants in those gangs, and tell me if there is any trouble, based on your experience, if you think it is necessary."

Old Mike nodded first, and then said: "I think the most important thing for you now is to play golf with Director Wells King."

"Newark Police Chief?" Sean frowned.

"Every 2 afternoons, Wells King will go to the golf course next to the Hilton to play. Coincidentally, today is Monday. You'd better find a way to deal with Director Wells King tomorrow. He did it in Newark. The director of the bureau for 15 years, the mayor of Newark has changed, but he is still in office. At the same time, he has a wide network of contacts in the legal system of Essex County, and he has been friends and colleagues with the county attorney and judge for many years. "

"If you can't handle Wells, then you can't stand in Newark." Old Mike showed the value of his existence as soon as he came up.

"So, how did Salamanga manage to get Wells."

"Maybe it's money, maybe it's a woman, maybe it's a handle, who knows." Old Mike shrugged.

"Okay, I see." Sean nodded, "Does Salamanga have other powers in Newark?"

"You don't need to worry too much about the rest. The remaining power of Salamanga should be in New York State in the north, but no one knows where it is hiding." Old Mike shook his head and said: "You can only wait for them now." Come out on your own, and besides, you need to worry about the people behind Salamanga."

Chapter 28: Golf

Old Mike has worked in the Newark police system for more than [-] years, and the Salamanga family has risen under his nose. How could he not have some understanding.

"As far as I know, the products from Seramanga come from the Pan-drug Group in Mexico, and there is someone above him, a drug lord named 'Eladio', and the people of Salamanga have to pay [-]% of their income to him. It's their rules, if you kill Seramanga, it means destroying this drug sales channel, which means reducing their income a lot. Therefore, your danger is not only from the people of the Seramanga family, but also There's a Mexican drug cartel."

"Shit!" Sean pursed his lips and looked up at the sky, before asking cursingly for a while: "Isn't Salamanga Spanish?"

"No, to be precise, they are Hispanics, or Latinos, Mexico or the whole of South America, except for Brazil, whose official language is Portuguese, most of them speak Spanish, including Mexico's official language is Spanish, Their ancestors all came from Spain in the Age of Discovery, and they would call themselves Hispanic or Hispanic or Latino instead of Mexican."

"Damn it." Sean gritted his teeth, not because he was afraid of Mexican drug criminals, but it was really troublesome, very troublesome.

Picking up the coffee in front of him and drinking it in one gulp, Sean let out a heavy breath, "I believe that if the people from the Salamanga family come to Newark, you will definitely receive the news, right?"

Old Mike thought for a while, "I will try my best, but it needs money."

"I'll ask Bill to give it to you." Sean nodded, "Then, that's it, let's say hello to our Chief Wells first."

After all, Sean stood up, turned around and left.

……

Tuesday, October 10th, golf course.

Sean asked Bill to drive around in the parking lot until he found Wells' car before letting Bill park beside him.

Entering the golf course, Sean directly applied for a membership card and charged 50000 US dollars to enter.

Both politicians and rich people in the United States like to play golf. It has to be said that an empty golf course is a good place to discuss business in private.

Sean came a little early. He doesn't know how to play golf. Considering that he will often play a few shots in the future, Sean asked the course to arrange a coach for himself.

Seeing a beautiful coach with chestnut hair and a black and white sports suit, tall and tall, with one-meter-long legs, Sean immediately upgraded the service rating of the stadium to a higher level. He is very considerate and attentive.

Especially this beautiful woman came over with a dribble.

Seeing the beautiful woman approaching, Sean shook his head with a wry smile, "I think I may not be able to learn how to play golf."

"Oh, why do you say that." The beauty came over and stood bent over in front of Sean, her watery blue eyes made people's heart flutter at first sight.

"It's all because of your charm. My heart is filled with your figure, and it's hard to notice anything else." Sean looked into the beauty's eyes and said in a magnetic voice.

"Hehehe..." The beauty covered her mouth and laughed, a spring light flashed in her big watery eyes, "Don't tell me that, I will take it seriously."

"Of course it's true. If you don't believe me, try it." As he said, Sean took the beauty's little snow-white hand and pulled it towards him, and the beauty sat on Sean's lap.

Pressing the beauty's little hand on his chest, Sean leaned close to the beauty's ear and whispered, "Can you feel it? This is all your breath."

Touching Sean's strong chest muscles, the sensitive area around his ears was blown by the hot air from Sean, his whole face turned red, and his body felt a little weak.

Xiao En looked down at the beautiful woman in his arms, his head lowered lower and lower, his breath getting closer and closer, the beautiful woman gently closed her eyes, and raised her chin slightly.

Bill standing behind Sean looked at the scene in front of him, holding his shoulders in one hand and his chin in the other, muttering, 'Is this set of words so easy to use? '

'It's all because of your charm that my heart is so filled with your presence that it's hard to notice anything else. '

He clenched his fists, learning is useless, learning is useless!

Go back to the bar to practice!

Bill felt like he had the essence of picking up girls.

After a wet French kiss, the lips parted,

Seeing that a bunch of men and women were about to start flirting in front of his eyes, Bill rolled his eyes and coughed softly, "Although I don't want to disturb you, but..."

Bill pointed to his watch.

"Damn it, Bill, you're such a disappointment." Sean cursed. It's been more than a month since he came to this era, and Sean still keeps a single life. He only occasionally asks Jennifer Lopez out to watch movies, chat Chat, have a mouthful.

This caused one of his long guns to be sealed for a long time, and he never had a chance to show his edge.

It's not that he is abstinent, but that he's been busy during this time, and he hasn't met the beauty he likes.

He is not a male dog in heat like Bill and the others, who can fuck any woman.

Today, I finally saw a satisfying prey.

Sure enough, there is no shortage of beauties in this world, but most of them are in high-end places.

"Okay, Catherine, may I have the honor to ask you to have dinner tonight?" Sean put his hands on the woman's waist, his eyes fixed on the woman's tall and proud...

"Of course, I'm honored." Catherine straightened up (·Y·), and then stood up from Sean.

Seeing Catherine walking in front, taking a catwalk, her strong gluteus maximus makes people know that it will be very shocking at first glance.

"Sean, you're not much better than us when you stare at other people's chests." Bill walked beside Sean and whispered.

"We are different. Don't compare me with you LSPs. I just look at her job card and always know the name of the coach." Sean said loudly and solemnly.

This serious nonsense made Bill speechless, or why is he the boss.