"How much?"

Ethan frowned and asked, "If it's cheap enough, I might as well give it a try." ”

"This hellish place, it's too risky."

He looked at the female agent and said with a serious face, "I don't know how much it will cost just to drive these people away." ”

Hearing these words, the female intermediary's eyes lit up.

I thought that the other party would definitely retreat, but I didn't expect there to be a follow-up.

The people who came to see the house turned around and left 100%.

I'm not afraid of dirty, I'm not afraid of messy, I'm afraid of dog skin plasters, it's hard to get these guys away without a dead hand, these people don't clean up, they will be disgusting and dead, and it's very likely that a lot of money is trapped here.

In fact, the previous homeowner was experiencing this kind of thing, and now he is in a hurry to get rid of it.

Under the death hand, normal investors can't do this kind of thing.

With that effort, it is better to go to other places, which also takes advantage of convenient transportation, and the appearance inside has already ruined those homeless people.

In fact, this is also the reason why the female agent came.

She had made up her mind at the beginning that she would find a way to keep the guests and take them somewhere else.

"Mr. Morgan."

She grabbed her briefcase and hurriedly said, "Why don't you come to our company and sit and talk?" ”

The environment here is terrible.

There is garbage all over the floor, so I have to find a café anyway.

As she spoke, she straightened her chest and quietly brushed her hair behind her ears.

"No need."

The posture was average, Ethan politely refused: "I'm in a hurry, you tell me a price, I'll evaluate it." ”

Gallagher's house, just a few streets away.

Their house is worth 120,000 or 30,000 yuan, and it's not far from here, if it's too expensive, I'll find a way to make Frank make more fuss, and if the price is about the same, then take it.

After all, the traffic here is more convenient, and the security is much better.

The intermediary nodded, and quickly calculated.

Soon she came up with a number, gritted her teeth and looked at Ethan: "$2.66 million, this building is yours." ”

"You can evaluate it, and the price is definitely lower than the surrounding market price."

"Much lower, I promise!"

Ethan put his hands in his pockets and looked back, a few vines climbed on the red brick façade of the small building, and it was strangely beautiful in the sunlight.

This female agent is telling the truth.

Before coming over, he researched the surrounding housing prices on his computer.

This small building is well repaired, and it is absolutely no problem to sell it for more than 3 million, and this time, I can be regarded as picking up a small bargain.

"Do you take cash?"

Turning his head, the corners of Ethan's mouth turned up: "Don't worry, the kind with proof of legal income." ”

"Of course."

The agent's eyes lit up and she stretched out her hand to Ethan.

The palms of the two people shook together strongly, and they both smiled happily.

Night falls.

Inside the Cadillac, the phone rang.

"Hey."

Ethan connected the phone and said in a deep voice, "This is Morgan." ”

"Sheriff, good news." Hosted's hurried voice sounded: "There is a clue to the license plate number, near a factory in the West End, where are you?" ”

"I'm not available right now."

The neon lights of the bar changed color on Ethan's face: "I'm following another clue, you just go." ”

"If there is anything, keep the phone in touch at any time."

"Okay."

Horstead's phone quickly hung up.

Inside the car, it became quiet again.

Even if someone is found there, Josie here still needs to be taught a lesson, and after a while, the glass door of the small bar opens, and the man in the duckbill hat walks out quickly.

He looked left and right and came to the Cadillac.

The window in the back of the car lowered, revealing Hank's expressionless face, with band-aids on several of his wounds.

"Confirmed."

Olinsky took off the twisted candy, nodded and said, "That woman is inside, I don't feel like there are other accomplices, but I can't be sure." ”

"It's not about the money."

Hank's eyes flashed to Liman, and a hoarse voice sounded: "It's not because I'm beaten." ”

"This is for my grandson, for my grandson who was threatened to be taken out by breaking his stomach before he was born."

"Don't worry, I understand."

Olinsky reached out and shook Hank's hand tightly.

"We're in this together." Ethan turned around and shook Hank's hand.

In this matter, they must take revenge fiercely, no matter who it is, no matter what they have to face.

After a brief conversation, he took the baseball bat handed by Hank.

Push the door firmly and step out of the car.

Walking briskly along the alley next to this small bar, the light of the street lamps hits you and stretches the shadows.

Soon, I came to the back door of the void.

He grabbed the baseball bat, tugged at the glove, grabbed the wooden door, and dodged inside.

Inside, country music is soothing.

There were only five or six people sitting in the whole small bar.

The bartender was wiping the glass in his hand with a white towel to make himself look less idle, and he was chatting and laughing with the black-haired girl sitting next to the bar from time to time.

Goose egg face, long hair soft and draped.

The woman was wearing a pair of light blue jeans, and although she was sitting on a high stool, she could tell that her legs were slender enough.

Looking at the side face, she looks pretty good.

Ethan looked around, inside this bar, there were no surveillance cameras.

He was very satisfied with this.

Walking over to the pool table, he threw the baseball bat over his shoulder, grabbed it with both hands, and looked blankly at the people in the bar.

With this movement, he lifted his coat.

The police badge and gun hanging on the waist are particularly conspicuous.

A big living person stood here and made this kind of move, which made it difficult for the drinkers to ignore, and someone smelled something wrong and hurriedly put down the wine glass.

The sound of conversation in the bar quickly died down.

The bartender's action of wiping the glass also stopped, and he swallowed with difficulty when he saw the casual clothes strip's unkind face.

"Boom."

The front door was pushed open and hit the brass bell above.

The black-haired woman was drinking, she heard the brass bell ringing and subconsciously looked towards the door.

When she saw two men walking in with baseball bats, she panicked, and when she saw the man walking with a limp, her hand holding the wine glass trembled violently.

A few drops of liquor hit the jeans and quickly blended away.

Quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the back door, a handsome guy was looking over with a blank face.

On his forehead, a few drops of sweat broke out.

"Boom!"

Ethan let go and knocked a stick on the billiard table: "Okay, if it's okay, you can go first, if you want to stay, then I didn't say it." ”

Ahead, Olinsky looked at the drinker next to him.

He waved the baseball bat in his hand and flicked it on his glass.

"Bang."

The glass shattered and the wine splattered.

A few of the drinkers in the room looked at each other, got up and left quickly, and as for the alarm, they didn't think about it at all.

These people with unkind faces have exposed their bright police badges.

Who would do that kind of stupid thing.

The bartender at the bar also raised his hands and carefully moved outside, the double-barreled shotgun hanging under the counter, he was not even interested in looking at it.

By the time the bartender left, there were only five people left in the house.

There was also a spot of light, in the toilet not far behind the black-haired woman.

Ethan walked briskly, on guard.

"Good evening, Josie."

Hank walked over to the black-haired woman, pulled out a pair of walnut tongs from his pocket, and slapped it on the bar with a bang:

"Look at the reaction, you should know who I am."

"Really?"

The corners of Josie's mouth twitched, and she played with the wine glass and said, "I think you must have recognized the wrong person." ”

The light shone in the glass in her hand, and the wine was as red as blood.

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(End of chapter)