When Hassan and Ras arrived at the police station, Obama, the lawyer for the Kingsway Gang, was already waiting there.

He sat in the car, his hair was trimmed into a pile of tiny screws, he wore black-framed eyes, a suit and tie, he looked very sven, and on his left hand he wore a valuable Swiss watch, which was shining with gold.

Hassan recognized the car, and he pulled it to the side: "Hey, Obama lawyer, why are you here, Dans?" ”

Obama endured the disdain in his heart: "I was about to go in to pick him up, but I knew you were coming, so I waited for you first." ”

"Need us to go in together?" Russ asked, leaning his head out.

Obama looked at the two guys in black vests, full of tattoos, chain earrings, and a lack of them: "All I want to say is that you don't go in." And don't go here, go farther. ”

"Why? Well, I know, you're afraid we're going to make trouble," Hassan shrugged, looking at the sign at the police station in front of him, "We're clean in the car now." Only fruit knives. ”

"Anyway, don't go in, call you later, come back and go around a few times!" Mr. Obama stepped out of the car, his suit crisp, a black briefcase in his hand, and his leather shoes were remarkable.

"Dress up like a real lawyer!" Little Ross said with a smile, Obama fished him twice, as long as Jinwei helped everyone to go in, he was basically running the entire legal affairs, fishing, bail, commutation, and so on.

"I was a lawyer!" Obama proudly said, "Let's go!" Don't let the police keep an eye on you. It's full of police cars. ”

Hassan snorted disdainfully, since the brothers had been in California that year, those white-skinned strips had not dared to stop their cars casually.

However, Obama, as a lawyer, helped Li's legal thighs, and his words were still listened to well.

As soon as I stepped on the accelerator, the car drove away, just in time to get something to eat.

Watching the car thump away, Obama walked towards the gate of the police station with a blank face.

He got a call to get Dans out, and in this case he didn't even have to pay bail.

But he could get a sum of money from Amras, three hundred dollars an hour.

As a lawyer, it's very important to have regular large clients, and you have to create value for them.

Amrath has said that he also likes to watch Mariopuzzo's godfather and will learn to invest in people who deserve it. After contracting the entire Jinwei Gang's business, he is indeed constantly creating value and his income is growing, which makes him less regretful about cutting off his political career because he is involved with the gang.

In fact, it can't be said to be severed, but in recent years, it has been impossible for him to enter politics, and his involvement with the Midley gang is too deep. But in the future, say ten years from now, if he always does things in the name of helping black brothers, then it is still possible to mix up a state legislature.

As for the president, he doesn't want to, the guy who sounds so much like himself has drained the luck of African-Americans in the United States.

In the past few years, I still have to work as a gangster lawyer!

What happened to the gangsters?

Gangsters also have human rights, they are protected by the law, and they also need the services of lawyers, and because they really do bad things, they need good lawyers to lend a helping hand.

The law does not tolerate mercy, and lawyers never talk about friendship, only about transactions.

A lawyer only serves his clients, and if he gives enough money, you are the best client, and he dares to defend himself even in the face of God.

Money is money!

As long as it is money, there is no other taste except the smell of money, what rancid smell and bloody smell are all psychological factors, and now everyone uses less cash, in exchange for various physical objects, and there are other types of transactions.

Familiar with the way, he walked up to the police officer on duty: "I want to see my client." He reported Danse's name to the officer.

The officer pulled out a notebook.

"I think you have exceeded the authority given to you by the law, and my client has been arrested by you without doing anything, do you think that if the law says that you can detain everyone for 24 hours, it is equivalent to that you can arrest everyone for 24 hours?" Obama said it fast.

"What did you say?" The officer looked up and looked at him angrily, he had just been looking through the list of detainees, and there was a lot of talk in his ears.

"I want to see him!" In other words, it is simple.

"Let's go inside!" The police officers have long been accustomed to the practices of these gang lawyers, anyway, they just use all kinds of reasons to talk about things, as if their clients are innocent and kind people.

Coming to the inner room, there was a detention room for many people, and now there were four people inside, two African, one Mexican, and one who looked like an Arab.

Dans was standing bored inside, and when he saw Obama, his eyes lit up: "Hey, I'm going out!" ”

Not a single white person, which is definitely enough to make headlines, Obama subconsciously took out his phone to take a picture. A police officer stopped him: "What are you doing?" ”

"I'm going to ask you more!" Obama pointed at Dans, "What did my client do that you had to detain him for twenty-four hours?" ”

The officer lowered his head and looked at the booklet: "Causing trouble in the hospital, threatening doctors and nurses." ”

Obama shook his head again and again and pointed at Dans: "Look at him, innocent." ”

Inside the iron bar, Danse had a question mark on his face that read, "Why am I here?" ”

The officer's face twitched twice, and Obama suddenly lowered his voice: "We all know that this matter is very sensitive, and we know what has happened because of this kind of thing before, so..."

"He's making trouble at the hospital!" The officer said lightly.

"No, it's not a trouble, he went to the doctor, but he found out that he didn't have enough medical insurance, which is not fair, so he is protesting!" Obama said sternly.

"I don't see what's wrong with him!" The officer looked at Danse, who was strong, well-developed muscles, with a fierce face, sick and mentally mental.

"There are some diseases that you can't see!" Obama threatened, "If something happens to my party here!" We're going to make a big deal out of it! ”

Dans immediately understood, and shouted at the officer, "Believe it or not, I'm going to faint right away?" ”

The police officer looked at the booklet and shook his head helplessly: "Go through the formalities." ”

…...

"Hey, Obama, you're the best! Better than that president! Dans yelled at Obama's back, then turned to the black man next to him, "Hey man, where's your lawyer?" ”

“...... I don't know, they said they would assign one, it's free. The black man said with a slight shake of his head.

"Oh well, let me tell you a secret, it's not good for free! Let's go, see you later! Dans twisted his ass and grimaced at the other two.

The two of them looked at him coldly, if they were outside, they would be able to fight immediately.

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