Lisko’s American Life

Hill was sitting on the second floor of the nightclub, smoking a cigar, holding a scantily clad woman in his hand, watching his subordinates dance frantically on the dance floor, and a smile leaked from the corner of his mouth.

Looking at the dancing figures below, in his eyes, these are all moving banknotes, thinking that because of his father's tragic death when he was a child, he had to rob with others. In those days of fear, he was very concerned about his current situation. life is satisfied.

Suddenly, the screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up, he kissed the blond beauty snuggling beside him, and then picked up the mobile phone with a cigar in his mouth.

The information above was very short, and his smile at the beginning suddenly solidified, and the more he read it, the more dazed he became.

After reading all the information, his face was already contorted with anger.

"Fuck! Stupid."

He smashed his mobile phone to the ground at once, and the violent action caused panic among his subordinates. They all knew that although their boss laughed every day, they felt cold when they thought about the two people who betrayed him when he laughed and used pliers to break off him.

Soon, the younger brothers stopped the DJ on the bandstand, and everyone gathered.

The second child of the Crown Gang was named Mohal. He was a burly black man. He stepped forward respectfully and looked at Hill, whose hand was shaking with his wine glass because of anger.

"Boss, what happened?"

Hill took a sip of champagne and slammed the glass out.

"Fuck, I told you a long time ago, don't provoke those who we can't provoke, you are better, this time we kicked the iron plate, we may be dead."

All the subordinates held their breaths and said nothing. Although some people felt that Hill's regulations were too cowardly, so they always criticized him, but with several gangs with similar forces as them, because they provoked some The people who shouldn't be provoked will be beaten by the police station later and will not stay. They also tacitly abide by this rule. After all, in the current situation, it can't be done just by being beaten. This is a society of money and power.

Some people can mobilize the police station and the mounted police at will, and the gangsters who have provoked them will be turned into ashes, nothing will happen to themselves, and the public will applaud.

"By the way, there is one named William, and another named Aidan, whose subordinates are."

As Hill vented his anger, he also began to calm down. The most important thing now is to resolve this matter, and then pray for forgiveness, so that they will have a chance of life.

"Boss, it's my people, but their main task is to make drugs, so there shouldn't be any chance to cause trouble."

A brawny man with tattoos stepped out of the crowd and bent over to answer with some doubts.

Hill stood up from his sofa and walked in step by step. The cold sweat of the strong man kept coming out, and he looked at Hill pleadingly.

Hill punched him, and the strong man groaned in pain, then stood up from the ground and continued to stand without saying a word.

Another punch. At this time, the strong man's mouth had blood flowing down, he wiped the blood, and fought back to his original position.

Seeing the brawny man behave like this, Hill's anger subsided a lot. He pinched his waist and panted heavily.

"These two idiots of yours provoked Lisko, now, we're going to find them, before the police station and the cowboys at Lisko ranch, and **** them to Lisko's ranch, maybe it's not that bad. ."

"Okay sir, let's find it right away."

The gathered gangsters scattered in a hurry, preparing to search the city for these two people.

Mohal on one side was a little puzzled, he stepped forward and asked.

"Boss, is it so serious? Lisko is just a writer and a rancher. We don't need to be so afraid of him, right?"

The other younger brothers present also had this question, but because of their fear of Hill, they dared not speak.

"What do you know?" Hill glanced coldly at Mohal on the side.

"You think he's just a writer, but you don't know, his mentor is a university professor, and he has great power in the literary world. All his fellow apprentices and brothers serve in various forces in the United States. Even our governor is very fond of him. Kind, the Garcia family in Denver, their second son Haas is Lisko's senior brother, and the two have a very good relationship. If he speaks, the Sheriff Guice, who has seen us very upset, will definitely clean us up mercilessly. empty."

Mohal didn't expect that there was still such a person in Garrison, and he decided to go back and write down all the people that Hill had counted that he couldn't mess with, so as not to know these people in the future.

Hill took a few breaths, then picked up his mobile phone from the ground. The screen of the mobile phone was broken. Then he opened the address book without caring, found the number of his backer, and dialed it.

"Dududu~ Damn, I told you, don't contact me frequently, this will give my opponent a handle."

On the opposite side was an old voice, and even though it was on the phone, Hill bent down affectionately and respectfully, with a humble expression.

"Sir, I'm in some trouble here."

"Wait a minute," came a loud noise from the telephone receiver, it could be heard that it was at a dance, and with the sound of footsteps, the surroundings became quiet.

"Okay, now tell me, who did you offend?"

During this period~www.readwn.com~ Hill remained motionless even though he was a little sore from bending over.

"Sir, I have two idiots on my staff who mess with Mr. Lisko in Garrison."

"Lisko?" The opposite side seemed to have some impression of the name, then paused for a while, and then the voice sounded.

"Is that Lisko who wrote the book?"

Although Lisko has never participated in activities, because he attended two receptions under the leadership of Haas when he first returned home, some politicians still have an impression of him.

"Yes, sir."

"Idiot, Lisko? That's an existence I don't dare to mess with. Do you know how big the power behind him is? His mentor is a formidable figure. He has been a professor for more than 30 years, and the students he teaches are all Now the propaganda throat of every department in the United States."

The tone on the other side was full of anger, and then he threw the phone and cursed.

Hill kept his own silence during the period, not saying a word.

With a scolding, the other side seemed to calm down, and then panted to make arrangements for Hill.

"Find the person who offended him, send it to him, and ask for his forgiveness, or you will die."

After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone, Hill's face was cold and expressionless, and then he stood there.

"Fuck. Immortal. We give him so much money every year, and nothing can help if something happens."

Mohal on the side complained.

"We are just a bunch of ants to them. They can run over us at will. When this happens, of course they don't want to stand up for us."

Hill was well aware of this matter, but still made a phone call with a glimmer of hope, and the result was not unexpected.

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