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I told him, "Don't hurt anyone, throw him in a safe place." ”

An hour and a half later, Akon came back and gave me a digital camera, and I glanced at the picture and saw that Statas's face was clearly visible, so I tossed the camera aside. The scene in the photo is disgusting.

In the morning, Big Eyes used a stolen cell phone to call Sitas: "Hello, Mr. Sitas. I didn't expect you to be such a dignified man, but a guy. ”

Sitas's angry voice came over the phone: "I was framed! Who are you? Who are you? ”

Big-eyed said unhurriedly, "Don't go to the fire Sitas." I have a picture of you from last night, it's stunning. Do you want to take a look and remember last night's spring colors? You can open your mailbox to see if the photos are already in the mailbox. See if the photo is clear. Ha ha. Call me when you see the photos. ”

After a while, Sitas's call came: "Who are you?" What do you want to do? ”

Big-eyed said, "You don't care who I am, just know what I want." ”

"What do you want?"

"My friend started a company, and I heard that you want to use the union to destroy it. I want to tell you that my friend has something I can rely on, and if you don't stop, these pictures of yours will go viral on the Internet. You will be a laughing stock. ”

There was silence for a while before he spoke: "Okay, I promise you." But you have to give me all those photos and destroy all the original data. ”

Big Eyes laughed and said, "I don't believe in your character. Now that your grip is in my hands, you have no right to ask me what to do. I'll keep these pictures, and if you're not obedient I'll let everyone enjoy your majesty! Well, I'll keep an eye on you, and if you're bad for my friend, think about the consequences. With that, he hung up.

Sure enough, the union lawyer didn't show up again, but Jennifer called: "What happened to Sitas?" ”

I pretended to be confused: "What happened to me with Sitas?" No? I was scared when I heard that he was a big man, and I was going to avoid him later. What happened to him? ”

Jeannifer said, "It's strange that he hasn't come to pester me these days. I've heard that no one has seen him in the past few days. You inquired about him angrily that day, and I thought you ......"

I was a little annoyed: "I didn't treat him well." It seems that you care about him, but you don't seem to care why I am angry with him. ”

With that, I hung up the phone. These second generations of Fu will leave people behind when they are used up, so they don't care if you live or die. I decided to stay away from these cannibalistic things that don't spit out bones.

Since the union stopped looking for trouble, we began to expand our operations according to the original plan. On September 15th, Billy's new studio was opened, Malachio was discharged from the hospital and several studio employees moved into staff dormitories.

Six generators converted from old car engines were also built to be sold to illegal immigrant ghettos through Mexican businessmen. As a result, these generators are very popular because they are cheap, and Mexican businessmen say that their nightclubs, bars, and workshops need such generators, and they ask us to supply more of them. This makes it possible to expand production.

In early October, the first batch of 100 farm vehicles purchased from China arrived, and after being modified in the newly built workshop to match the output voltage of the United States, it was sold wholesale to Mexican-American merchants. Americans have never seen this kind of multi-functional tool, which can pull goods, and can be used as generators, hoists, pumps, etc., which is a rare artifact for people living in slums. As I expected, sales were good, with three units sold in two days.

At the same time, we are trying to import small combined solar and wind power generators from China, and we are also favored by the slums in Lavona, a place where the sea breeze blows all day long and the sun is abundant. This thing can be used for a long time with a single investment, does not even burn oil, and occupies a small area, which is especially suitable for those who only have a place to stand. They could at least fix the lighting problem by fixing it to the roof of their humble house. Therefore, it seems that there will also be a large market for this combination generator.

In addition to the normal import and export business carried out as a cover, the goods for which the United States Customs will collect heavy taxes such as generators and agricultural vehicles are smuggled in through the channels of the Great Banner. The business of modifying cars and generators is not visible, and there is basically no tax.

The U.S. Treasury Department is pervasive, but the efficiency of tax collectors has been greatly compromised at a time when government agencies are often paralyzed, and even the state tax office has been on strike for more than a month this year because employees are often threatened and violently injured when they are taxed. In many places, the network often fails or even completely collapses, making more and more small transactions use cash, which takes more tax off the table. Besides, in many cases, a large amount of tax can be exempted as long as you bribe the tax officer, and the company manager knows all about it, so I don't have to worry about it at all.

Now that Billy is coming out of his sadness to run his studio, it seems that everything is on track. The only sad thing is that Vincent, the eldest son of the wild boar suffering from leukemia, was rushed to the hospital with sudden failure and was declared dead after five days of resuscitation.

Unlike what I thought, the boar didn't show much sadness about Vincent's death. He said that he had expected this day for a long time, that Vincent's death was already a relief for Vincent and for others, and that now he was going to put all his thoughts on the other two children.

While Vincent was rescuing, I sent Akon's wife to take care of the two remaining children of the wild boar, and they got along well with her. After Vincent's death, Boar offered to move his family to the factory area, as he found that the families living in the factory area were like one big family. They take care of each other's children, and when they have nothing to do, they play mahjong and play games in the activity room that has just been opened, and the atmosphere is very good.

Seeing that everything was on the right track, I was ready to concentrate on my study abroad, but at this time, things came to us.

Early in the morning of October 9, alarms suddenly sounded in various rooms of the "self-reliance company", and a Chinese American who was on duty in the monitoring room warned through an internal broadcast: "Two black off-road vehicles have been found to be rapidly driving here, and they may be dangerous." This is not a drill! ”

In order to prevent raids by the tax office or the police, we already have a complete early warning mechanism. After the alarm goes off, the basement back door opens, and sensitive things are ready to evacuate from here at any time. I got dressed and stuck my pistol in my back and went downstairs, Big Eyes and a few of my brothers on duty already wearing security uniforms and occupying several positions in the windows and garden.

As soon as I reached the door, two black Cherokee jeeps stopped at the garden gate with a screeching sound of brakes, and the door opened to reveal five strong men in various jackets and suits, but bulging under their armpits. One of the middle-aged men, who had become "Mediterranean" on the top of his head, swept his eyes and shouted to me: "You! James. Plum? Robert. Where is Feng? ”

I asked him, "Who are you?" ”

"Mediterranean" walked through the garden door and said, "Leave it alone who I am." All you have to know is that I can send you to hell. ”

Depend on! Who's this? Such a big breath?