Chapter 156: I Am Gong Jiu (1)

Yue nodded again, and then said, "Since Uncle Police has arrived, then I won't beat you." Yue Zhong raised his feet and let go of Quan Zhongtian.

Everyone thought that Yue Zhong had escaped, but who knew that Yue Zhong pulled Xiaohua and sat down on the seat again, looking like he was going to continue eating.

I'm cĒŽo! I've seen arrogance, I've never seen such arrogance!

As soon as Yue Chong sat down, a siren sounded outside, and soon four or five policemen rushed in. And at this time, the right to heaven has been extended!

You see, this is the real rich and handsome, and when he beat the mayor, the mayor didn't dare to say anything. In the future, if you want to call yourself rich and handsome, you will go and beat the mayor first, if the mayor does not dare to speak up, then good, I admit that you are rich and handsome.

If not, then you might as well go home and play in the mud.

"Okay Mayor Quan." The older policeman immediately agreed.

He doesn't care what happens here, even if it's really a fight, he doesn't want to care, Quan Zhongtian is the great god of Jiujiang, and the one who dares to fight with Quan Zhongtian must also be a great god, a great god fights, and he doesn't want to make do with a small role like him.

Quan Zhongtian was directly helped out, and as for Huang Tao on the ground, Quan Zhongtian didn't bother at all. Although Huang Tao is the secretary of the above, he is actually a marginal figure, and he can't enter the core of their faction.

And Huang Tao was not injured, he was just slapped a few times by Pachai, at most, he suffered some trauma in his heart.

It wasn't until Quan Zhongtian left that the onlookers slowly dispersed, and these people were very conscious that they did not tell the police the truth.

It's not that they don't have a sense of justice in their hearts, but because in such an era, justice requires courage. What they considered was that if they sued the police that Yue Chong had beaten someone, then Yue Chong would retaliate against him.

Yue Chong even dared to beat the mayor, and it must be a matter of minutes to kill himself.

So, in one sentence: violence is frightening.

When a person's violence can produce enough deterrence, the so-called justice will be suppressed by violence. This is not a social problem, and this is not to say how Chinese people have no courage or courage. This is a worldwide problem, just like a seven or eight-year-old child, even if he sees someone committing murder, he will subconsciously cover his mouth.

This is the powerful violence that deters people.

After Kwon got into the police car, he started to make phone calls, international calls.

Hit Seattle.

Seattle is the largest city in the Pacific Northwest, founded in 1869 as the commercial, cultural, and high-tech center of the Pacific Northwest.

Seattle has a typically oceanic climate, rainy and humid, so it is sometimes referred to as the "Rain City"; It is the home of Boeing aircraft and is also known as the "Airplane City".

Seattle is blessed with ancient glaciers, active volcanoes, and snow-capped peaks at a low altitude. At the same time, it has green mountains, lakes, harbors and rivers, and a warm climate, such as the four seasons of spring.

Whether in the U.S. or elsewhere in the world, there is hardly a second city like Seattle.

Mountains and flatlands are covered by dense, almost primeval forests. The city is lined with tranquil harbors, rivers, greenery, and colorful markets.

And among the green hills that surround the city, dozens of lakes of various sizes are hidden in a staggered manner. The trees are lush, the grass is verdant, and even the rain that drifts around, and the wind that gently blows by, all have a green color.

Seattle is beautiful, but even the most beautiful places have darkness.

Everywhere, there is a distinction between the poor and the rich, the rich live in mansions, and the poor sleep in bungalows and streets.

It's eight o'clock in the evening on this side of Jiujiang, and Seattle is exactly five o'clock in the morning, the sky is bright, and after a night of rain, the hustle and bustle of the city is much less. An old and abandoned neighborhood on the edge of Seattle's Chinatown is full of simple wooden houses or temporary shelters in discarded truck cars.

Gong Jiu lives here, he is a native of Huaxia and smuggled to Seattle.

I thought that when I arrived in the United States, I could make as much money as I wanted, and I could become a rich man. Who knows, it was more difficult to get here than in Huaxia, and in the first year he came, he almost didn't have a full meal.

The following year, he went to Chinatown, and there was a saying in the United States: where there are Chinese, there are gangsters.

Gong Jiu joined the gangsters in Chinatown, and it has been three years now, and he is now a small leader. Although I can't make a lot of money, I don't have a problem eating enough. It's just that being a gangster is very hard, and you have to worry about it every day.

As the saying goes, every line has its own hardship, and what Gong Jiu knows is that being a gangster is far from being as chic as you seem.

Recently, he contacted a big brother in China, and big brother in China introduced him to a big man in China. The big man asked him to kidnap a person, but he didn't say what he was doing with it.

But Gong Jiucai didn't care, as long as he had money, Big Brother Huaxia gave him 10,000 US dollars.

That's a full 10,000 US dollars, he has been a gangster for so long, he only earns 20,000 or 30,000 US dollars, and he can earn 10,000 yuan by tying up a person, it's worth it!

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