In the room, the tight rhythm is flowing at a very slow pace, and it feels like time is always slowing everything down against the rhythm when something bad happens.

Six guns on Doko's and Damas's heads were the metronome of this rhythm, and the angry gaze of a mixed-race man of Russian descent on the couch in the room filled the room with hostility, and almost everyone waited intently for the unfolding of events, except for Doko and the others.

Doko was pistols to his head the first time he stepped into the room, but until now, he didn't show a trace of fear, and responded to a mocking voice with an expression that didn't smile at all: "Haha......"

These two fake laughs seem to have heard a joke that is not funny in the American drama, but this kind of sound is surprisingly bold in the current environment.

"My dearest cousin, what does this mean now? Could it be that when you left the Doko family, we didn't embarrass you and gave you the freedom to choose, so you turned around and wanted to take revenge on us? Doko spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders as he said this, but his eyeballs betrayed him, and the eyes that were staring at Berezov sitting on the sofa inadvertently glanced to the side, where the muzzle of a desert eagle was pointed at his temple, and his head would explode into a rotten watermelon as soon as the other party pulled the trigger.

Berezov was a small man, so small that he didn't show any grace in a trench coat, but the Russian-like face often made it difficult to distinguish his nationality: "So what do you think I should do?" The two heirs of the Doko family rushed to my nest without even making a phone call, and I didn't call the Siberians for the sake of what I once did. He shook the bottle slightly with his hand holding the beer, took a sip and continued: "Also, don't talk to me about the Doko family, I told your mother back then that I could save the Doko family, I have connections in the Siberian Company. You can let them out and get SARS, but you don't want to. ”

“WHAT？ Do you really want our fathers to leave this world and let the Russians stand out for the Doko family? Your shit-filled head really has a good idea, if the Russians set foot on the territory of the Armenians, I'm afraid every Armenian will be driven out, and who will be able to drive them out then? ”

“WOW！！ Are you here today to repeat the insulting language that your mother said to me? Berezov showed dissatisfaction.

Click! Click! Click! Click!

The sound of a pistol loading reverberated in the room, and Berezov's hand pulled the bolt fiercely. Some people directly pulled the 'hammer'.

That's what happened to Doko and Damas, their cousin didn't seem to show any affection, but instead greeted them with a cold muzzle when he opened the door.

That's right, Berezov, who is about to run out of business, is also crossing the river in the mud, his opponents are devouring his territory, the police near Beverly arrest almost anyone they see him, and the Siberian company is gradually losing trust in him, because his ability to work is gradually declining! At this time, Doko, who was about to lose track of mixing in the Armenian area, came, and the devil knows what their idea was, although Berezov knew that they didn't dare to move themselves on the territory of the Russians, but they couldn't let this group of guys feel that they were getting worse and worse after leaving the Armenian Doko family, right?

"The Doko family. It's going to be over. ”

Instead of arguing with Berezov, Doko reached out and tugged at the muzzle of the gun fixed on his head, saying this with a sense of grievance. When he walked up to Berezov from the room full of guns, he didn't seem to take the scene seriously.

Boom.

The beer bottle in Berezov's hand was thrown directly on the coffee table in front of the sofa, and coincidentally, the beer bottle did not tip over, but stood there after several shakes: "I knew!" ”

He expressed some sadness, as if a once glorious edifice was about to be blown up in the government's redevelopment project, and the people who lived around him who had seen the splendor of the edifice with their own eyes would be more or less sentimental at such moments.

"Sass to the point where he can crush the other families in Armenia. Is it? When I left the Doco family, I thought that sooner or later, Sass would do it. I don't want to be cannon fodder under the Doko family. ”

Belizov waved his hand, and his men slowly lowered their guns, but they didn't put their guns away, and slowly leaned against the wall in a closed attitude, making sure that Doko could kill him as soon as he made any moves.

Doko sat down on the couch, right next to Berezov: "Cousin. We need your help. ”

"Stop dreaming." Berezov responded: "Do you think my six subordinates can withstand the entire Sass family?" ”

"NO, that's not what I'm talking about, we need money, you have to give us a chance to make money...... Wait, what do you say? Doko said incredulously, "You only have six men left?" ”

"There are about 20 more in the police station. But I can't get a bail of 1.26 million, and involving drugs is a serious crime in the United States. ”

Doko hurriedly said: "You mean, there is not even a delivery person now?" ”

“YE，WHAT！” Berezov looked a little excited.

Opportunity, the situation that Berezov finds himself in at the moment is simply a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for Doko: "Then why don't we cooperate?" ”

"Are-you-high? ）？？！！ ”

Berezov's eyes widened immediately, and his men raised their guns again as his attitude changed.

"I can help you regain your lost business and the trust of the Russians, and I promise that everything will follow the rules of the Siberians." Doko could not pass up this opportunity, even in the face of the current situation.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

At that moment, time froze, and Dokota, who was born into a gangster family, knew the danger of this, because there could never be two equally competitive male lions in the lion pack of this world, that is, Berezov only had to sense the slightest danger. No expression can prevent the bloody case from happening, after all, it is no longer the rivers and lakes of 90 years, when there is only love left in the song and only business in the movie, the world of gangsters is naturally only money.

"Damas." Doko shouted: "Why don't you tell Berezov about your plans." ”

Damas reached out and tugged at Doko's clothes, his eyes full of reluctance, and the plan in Doko's mouth was tailor-made by Damas for the three brothers. Wouldn't it be too generous to give to someone else for nothing?

Duoko understands the importance of this, and through the conversation and observation just now, Berezov's situation is almost exactly the same as that of the three brothers, like two desperate people who can only escape by supporting each other, but these two people cannot trust each other, and if they do not break the barrier of trust, they are doomed to achieve nothing.

Say. Name what you just said in the car. "Doko bet.

Damas reluctantly said: "The drug trafficking network in Los Angeles has loopholes that we can exploit, and many of them are low-educated people in the slums, and they lack the knowledge to develop this business in an extremely informal ......."

"Who the hell are you looking down on?" Before he could say a few words, Berezov was already starting to be unhappy.

Doko hurriedly reassured, "You'd better listen to him." ”

Berezov would never have endured it if he hadn't been in his present situation, he was now like a terminally ill middle-aged man, who had experienced the joy of life and the sweetness of luxury, and he didn't want to die, nor did he want to lose what he had now. In this way, it has become inevitable to rush to the doctor when you are sick.

"Now the basic situation of the sales of street gangs is: Flag (unit) = 0.25g, half gram, gram, youth (1.75 gram), eight balls (3.5 grams), ounce. ”

"Hey, little one, I don't need you to tell me this."

Damas ignored him and explained to himself: "But in fact, this is not the case, the goods that customers get are usually 28 grams per ounce, but in fact they should be 28.35 grams." The eight-ball should actually be 3.54 grams and the youth should be 1.77 grams, in other words, the customer actually gets less than he should get. ”

Berezov argued: "Who cares about this? My client is a wealthy man who lives in Beverly Hills. ”

"You should ask where all the goods went." Damas corrected him and said: "In today's online society, we can find out if the goods we buy online have arrived and where it is, just because a guy who works in a supermarket is too chaotic in the supermarket warehouse and invented the goods positioning system, when this positioning system is used in courier agencies. They can always find out where their purchases are located and how long it will take to arrive, so the courier has earned trust. ”

"I did a similar experiment about a few years ago, out of pure curiosity. I bought some - poison - while I was watching the whole thing, and then I made the next big discovery. Remember, this is a quadratic country, which makes us accustomed to converting data like 0, 2.5, 5.0, 7.5, and so on, and think that 0.54, 0.77 is simply a big trouble, and - drug trafficking has always been a business with no shortage of purchasing power, and the peddlers will only round up but never enter five. The interesting thing is here, according to this calculation method, when all the goods are packed, there will be more, and those goods will be filled with people's own pockets. ”

While Berezov turned his head to look at his men, a guy with a desert eagle excitedly raised his gun at Damas and scolded: "You-he--are talking nonsense! ”

Damas felt that all this was normal and said, "The whole of Los Angeles is doing this, what are you afraid to admit?" ”

"This is one of the drawbacks of the drug-trafficking industry, how can the big men who live in Beverly Hills weigh the goods first after they have committed drugs-addiction? What's more, no one has calculated how much an addict will smoke at one time after committing an addiction, that is, no one will know this except for insiders. ”

Berezov was shocked, he saw a gangster student, Damas seemed to know all the pros and cons of the business, this guy must have grown up to be a criminal genius like the 'lucky boy'.

"Cousin Berezov, imagine what kind of curiosity would have been caused if your people had told all this in the process of transporting us and said sadly, 'If it hadn't been for someone reporting us to the damn cops, we would have just done our business honestly and would never have said these bad rules to compete'? Could there be a rich man who buys two of them separately to compare them when he has nothing to do? If your goods happen to match the weight I said at this time, you can win trust in this country that is extremely important to reputation. ”

"This is just the first step, as long as the topic spreads, you will have more customers on your hands, and the next step will be the second step."

The room was silent, and Damas, the young fellow who combined his knowledge of the gang with everything he had learned, showed the basic meaning of 'knowledge is important in any industry'. (To be continued.) )