Since the shooting at the Peace Hotel, the "lame" Oschatz has been in a state of distraction for several days. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

As a highly educated gangster with a community college diploma, Oschatz prides himself on being a visionary. It was this foresight that allowed him to start from the lowest level of car washers and build the "Cripple Gang" from scratch and the waste recycling industry under the control of the "Cripple Gang".

Although the "Cripple Gang" today has only one stronghold, Midwood, its sphere of influence has long covered the Midwest of Ohio. In this area, when every American family wants to dispose of the waste items in their homes, the first thing that comes to mind is the "Cripple Environmental Recycling" under the control of the "Cripple Gang".

This is where the "lame" Oschatz is smart. Although he is a gangster, he has never been involved in the pornography, gambling and drug business, and has devoted himself to the waste recycling industry. For him, gangsters are just tools to protect the development of the recycling industry, not the foundation of his career.

Because of this, although the "Cripple Gang" has a far wider sphere of influence than ordinary gangs, the police have always regarded them as a key target.

But such a leisurely day is coming to an end.

"It's all the 'big diao (third voice)' Snoop's fault!" Oschatz thought to himself.

He wears a snow-white suit, a white top hat and black sunglasses, a thick cigar in his mouth, and an ebony cane in his hand. Live is a young black version of Colonel Harlan Sanders (KFC grandpa).

But unlike Colonel Harlan Sandoz, who is always present in the clean, tidy, greasy-scented KFC restaurant, Oschatz the "Cripple" does not work in a good environment.

The huge dismantling and repair workshop, the deafening noise, the piles of all kinds of waste piled together, the strange and unpleasant smell...... Afraid of soiling his clean clothes, Oschatz rarely visited the work site. If he didn't have to, he preferred to stay in his comfortable, luxurious office, smoking a cigar, looking at whiskey, reading reports, and flirting with his glamorous secretary.

But today he had to come. For the "big diao (third tone)" Snoop.

Oschatz stopped a strong black man covered in oil and asked, "Hey! Where's the 'big diao'? ”

When the black strong man heard this, he showed a lewd smile that all men share, and said, "I heard that he brought three white girls back in the middle of the night last night and tossed until dawn." I guess I haven't woken up yet! ”

Ossarston was stunned for a moment and scolded, "Damn! When is it? This guy still has the heart to play with women?! ”

"Who made him diao (third) loud?" Seeing that Oschatz was angry, the strong black man dropped a witty remark and walked away.

Oschatz thought about it and decided to go to Snoop's dormitory.

The dormitory is not far from the workshop. Because it is within the factory, many people do not have the habit of locking the door. At least Oschatz knew, Snoop had never locked the door.

When I walked to the door of the dormitory, I only pushed it lightly, and the door really opened. Immediately, a strange smell mixed with the smell of inferior perfume, wine, sweat and sea immediately came to his face, causing Oschatz to frown.

He walked in, and the situation in the room was exactly what the strong man had said. Snoop slept naked on the bed with three white women, both on the bed and on the floor. It's just that these three white women are not "girls", but three middle-aged "women" who have been in the industry for many years.

The reason for this certainty is that Oschatz had never heard of a serious woman tattooing the head of Bart Simpson (a character from the American cartoon "The Simpsons") on her lower abdomen, making the ten-year-old boy eat bananas every day.

"Toot! Honk! Honk! Oschatz slammed his cane on the ground.

"It's time to get up!" He shouted.

"Big diao (third tone)" Snoop opened his eyes sleepily and asked, "What time is it?" ”

"It's already past four o'clock in the afternoon! Bastard! Oschatz yelled angrily. He could tell that Snoop was still in a state of hangover, otherwise he wouldn't have spoken in such a casual tone.

What alcohol did this bastard drink? Why are you still confused? Oschatz scanned the filthy floor and tables in the room.

Soon, his gaze rested on a small table.

He rubbed his eyes in disbelief and took a few steps closer, finally confirming what those things were.

"Snoop! How dare you take @drugs?! Oschatz was furious, and he raised his staff and drew it at Snoop.

Snoop tossed all night last night, and it was wine, cigarettes, poison @ products, and **** The whole person has been hollowed out, where is Oschats's opponent? He raised his hand to hurriedly resist the incoming cane, shouting as he blocked: "Stop fighting!" Stop it! Uncle! Stop it! ”

That's right, both Snoop and Oschatz have the surname Rice, and Snoop's father is Oschats's own brother. It's just that they never make this relationship public in front of others, so few people know that the two of them are uncles and nephews.

Seeing the conflict between the two, the three "women" also ran to the side from the bed, hurriedly put on their clothes, and ran out.

"Hey! Don't leave! I haven't paid yet! Snoop yelled at them.

"You still know how to give money?" Oschatz didn't know if he was angry or happy.

He thrashed Snoop on the back with his cane a few more times, and shouted, "Get up! I have something to ask you! ”

Snoop did not dare to disobey Osas's command, and got up from the bed with his dizzy head and weak body.

In order to sober up as soon as possible, Oschatz himself turned on the faucet and took a glass of water for him.

Snoop poured a full glass of water into his stomach and burped violently, finally sobering up a little. He complained: "Uncle! What's wrong with you today? Those 'women' don't receive money, so they won't take my business in the future. ”

Oschatz saw that he was still struggling with this question, and his face became more and more difficult to look at. He pointed to the drug-taking tools on the table with his cane and asked, "I ask you!" Where did all this stuff come from? ”

In Oschatz's heart, there is still a glimmer of hope. Expect Snoop to tell him that those horrible things belonged to the three "women" and that he hadn't touched them at all last night because he was just looking for fun. The hope was so strong that Oschatz felt that even if Snoop did get his hands on it, it wouldn't be a big deal to talk a little bit about fooling him at this point.

But Snup never lied to his uncle, and this time it was the same. He glanced at the tools on the table that smoked Ke @Ka@In, and said, "You said this? It's all mine. ”

Oschatz only felt that his eyes suddenly went black, and he almost fell to the ground. Relying on the support of his cane, he finally managed to stand firm. He gasped and asked, "When did you start sucking this?" How did I not know? ”

Snoop laughed, "It didn't take long! A few days ago, two Mexicans came to buy a car, and they didn't have enough money on hand, so they used this thing to offset some of their bills. ”

A large part of Oschatz's recycling industry is the sale of used cars. They scavenge scrapped cars from all over the world, disassemble usable parts, and assemble used cars that can be sold on the road. This kind of car is very popular with some people who need to hide their identity because of the complex source of spare parts, which is difficult to find out. The second-hand cars produced by "Cripple Environmental Recycling" have customers all over the gangsters, wanted criminals, killers and some government agents with special needs.

If you do too much of this kind of business, you will inevitably encounter customers who do not have enough money and use all kinds of strange things to offset the accounts. This aspect is managed by Snoop, and Oschatz usually does not interfere much. Now that he's got @Ka@In, it's not too strange.

But the "Mexican" in Snup's mouth caught Oschat's attention.

"Are you sure those two people are Mexican?" he asked. ”

Snup's answer was full of uncertainty: "Probably! Anyway, the skin is a little dark, and the accent is like that of the Latinos who have just been smuggled over. I don't know. ”

Oschats's face sank completely. He remembered that one of the parties to the Peace Hotel shooting was also two Latinos. Could there be some connection between this?

Oschatz then remembered the purpose of his coming here today. As soon as the matter of being poisoned @ product was interrupted, Oschatz almost forgot about it. He hurriedly said, "I'll let you pack your things and prepare to go out to avoid the limelight." How's things going? How can you still have the heart to bring a woman back? ”

Snoop said with a nonchalant expression: "Uncle! Is it necessary? The family helped me clean up all the evidence themselves, and the police couldn't do anything about me. What to avoid in the limelight? ”

"You know a!" Oschatz couldn't help but burst into a foul language, "Do you know that you did that night, and the entire Chinese and black gangs in Midwood entered a state of war?" ”

"Huh? How is this possible? Snoop looked confused.

Oschatz snorted and said, "For two days in a row, two Chinese restaurants were robbed by blacks, what do you make those Chinese gangs think?" Will they think that our black gang is testing their bottom line, intending to reach out to their sphere of influence to get food? ”

"Wouldn't it? Weren't it two Latin Americans who attacked the Peace Hotel? What does it have to do with us blacks? ”

"Before the two gunmen attacked, a bastard had already run into the Peace Hotel with a gun. Prepare to follow your example and make a big profit. Now you know why I'm letting you out to avoid the limelight? Now the people of the Peace Hotel have been seriously injured by the attack, so there has been no movement. When their boss comes back in a few days, he may be going to take you under the knife and set an example for those bastards who are going to do something to the Chinese business. ”