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But only some special customers know and can go up to the second floor of this store, not to go up to consume women, alcohol, or marijuana or even some kind of medicine starting with H, but to borrow money from a gang of violent gangs that use bullets to ensure the performance of the contract for various reasons of helplessness or greed.

John Gotti is the principal here, and in addition to the controversial business of drugs, which is very controversial with the head of the family, he also runs an illegal business such as loan sharking, which is classified as a federal felony, with high profits and high risks, and from time to time there are bastards who are in arrears and defaults.

John Gotti hated the latter kind of people, and every time he appeared this kind of person, his liver was on fire, as if he were now: "Useless waste! Victor, that lame old dog, you can still let him run! Even the 'factory' has moved away under our noses!"

That old thing borrowed 50,000 US dollars from him, and if it weren't for the fact that the old thing had an underground gun shop, John Gotti wouldn't have easily lent the old dog who was addicted to gambling and often lost, but the old thing didn't come when it was time to repay the interest a few days ago!

At first, John Gotti didn't care, but his men dealt with it directly: sending someone to the door to send him a "cordial greeting" and send him some warmth on a winter day in New York. As a result, the errand runner came back to report that the old guy went to the empty building and didn't leave a single hair.

Enraged, John Gotti demanded that his men find the old dog who had the audacity to settle the account within three days, and he would cut off his other leg himself, but ......

If he had found it, Mr. John Gotti would not have thrown his glass here and scolded his men.

Luckily for the mafia who was being scolded, a phone call interrupted John Gottie's anger, and two seconds after picking up the phone, John Gaudty's mood quickly changed from thunder to sunshine.

"Yes, of course, as long as you can get the money, as much as you want, and in what condition you want...... Okay, see you at the old place. ”

John Gotttie, who quickly finalized a big deal, smiled like an eighty-year-old chrysanthemum, and after putting down the phone, he drank the whole glass of liquor in celebration, and even relaxed his tone a lot:

"Well, I'm going to see Victor tomorrow night, and I can't live or die. What are you going to do now, and call the new redhead to come up......"

Unbeknownst to John Gotttie, who was in a good mood, he had just had a close encounter with the Grim Reaper, and if it weren't for that phone call, the close encounter would have turned into a negative distance.

Chu Man paced out of the gloomy alley, just now he was ready to be a good citizen of the United States of America, but that phone call made Chu Man change his mind, to be precise, he thought of a better idea.

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‘that-god-damn-fucking-asshole......'

Levy ran through every curse word she could think of, cursing the man, the wicked perverted madman!

forced her to kill people, and waited for her to die before telling her that in fact, the unlucky ghost was already half dead because of blood loss and the effects of drugs, and even if he let go, he couldn't hurt her.

When I woke up the next day, I found that there was an extra iron ring on my ankle, which was fastened to the pipe with a chain, "The answer to the combination lock is in the question on the table, or use the lock-picking tool on the table to open the other lock." ”

However, Levi couldn't understand what the shit was talking about on that piece of paper, what was being put in water and adding water at the same time, how did that kind of fool survive? As for the so-called lockpicking tool, she only found a small wire......

Breakfast was placed at the door three meters away and slowly cooled, but Levy couldn't get rid of the shackles of a one-meter chain anyway, Chu Man cleaned up this room, making sure that she couldn't find any other tools.

“Shit!” The wire returned again in vain, so angry that Levi smashed her fist on the bed board, but the bed board was much harder than her fist, and the force of the feedback made her cry out in pain, every time she wanted to give up, her hungry stomach made her clench the small wire again: "Try again, try again......"

The second hand ticked and turned, minute by minute, hour by hour, and Levi, who had not yet entered the water, took the time to go to the "toilet" twice, and that dead pervert even thought of this: a small plastic bucket, the kind without a handle.

"Squeak~" A very small voice made Levy jump for joy: "FACK-YOU, asshole!"

Taking off the hoop, Levy pounced on the already cold sandwich and milk, even though the winter made it extremely hard for them to eat and swallow, Levy still had nothing left to eat and drink.

"What's next?" Levy instinctively searched for the figure, and then punched herself in the head, damn it, she's not a domestic pet puppy, "Dumaass, of course she ran away!"

Where is this?

Stepping out of the room door, facing the dimly lit hallway, Levy noticed the problem.

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Returning to the office with an important clue found, Agent Steve was called to the director's office before he could sit down.

When Steve pushed the door open, there were three strangers in the office who were sitting across from the director without their ID cards on, and who were vaguely domineering.

"Steve, these people are CIA ......" The director of the bureau seemed to be businesslike, but Steve, who knew the habits of his boss, was very sure that the director was in a very unhappy mood at the moment, very, very unhappy.

Without waiting for the director to finish the introduction, the middle-aged Xiao thin man among the three directly interrupted him: "Don't talk nonsense, we came this time because the case you investigated involved our field." ”

What? When did you CIA take over federal crime cases? Steve instinctively wanted to slap this man's face, this guy, no, these people all looked like no one in their eyes, it was so annoying.

"Jill Valentian, I think you should have an impression of the name, she's a long-time sleeper agent from the Soviet Union. ”

Jill Valentine, the housewife, she's a Soviet agent? Agent Steff looked confused.

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"Did I tell you that you will be punished for not being obedient?" Chu Man stood in front of the third trap, staring at Levy who was scolding.

Levy, who was hanging from the trap net, glared back viciously, she was really too naïve, this bad bastard also put a trap, and there was a disgusting smell on it, if it wasn't for the last "workout", she would have vomited it out long ago.

"Actually, you don't have to be in such a hurry, you can go out tonight. Chu Man smiled sincerely.