Detroit is one of the most chaotic cities in the country, rife with shootings, robberies, and other crimes, with almost every day of violent deaths.

If it was a normal business, he would definitely give preference to safer cities, and Luke also found a good slaughterhouse.

But Fang Xiu's purpose was not to make money, the more chaotic the city, the more he liked it, so after hearing that Detroit was included in the options, he made a choice without asking about other situations.

Luke didn't persuade either, he knew very well that the chaos in Detroit was nothing to Fang Xiu, so he went on to introduce Fang Xiu to the situation of this slaughterhouse.

The owner of the slaughterhouse, Marcus, is a white man, and his slaughterhouse used to be okay, but with the decline of Detroit, the slaughterhouse is getting worse and worse.

At first, he planned to insist, believing that Detroit would one day return to its former glory, but it took a few years to find that the city had completely lost hope.

And his slaughterhouse has also been reduced from more than 300 heads a day to more than 100 heads, and he often encounters troubles such as robberies and inability to collect arrears.

So he had no choice but to sell his property and look for opportunities in other cities, just like other white people.

Every time he thinks of his original decision, he regrets it, a few years ago, it could be sold for tens of millions, but now it is reduced to 10 million, and no one asks.

If his slaughterhouse is in Los Angeles, it will definitely not be this price, and there are 20 million people who want it, but in a place like Detroit, where rich people are vying to leave, who will buy his slaughterhouse?

Marcus hadn't received an inquiry call for a long time, so when Fang Xiu called him the next day, without waiting for Fang Xiu to speak, he took the initiative to reduce the price, "Sir, eight million, as long as eight million dollars, this well-equipped slaughterhouse is yours!" ”

This is the same as the real estate market, when the market is good, the seller can sit firmly on the Diaoyu Tai and wait for the buyer to compete for the price increase.

But once the market collapses, no matter how much money you have, you can make a move quickly, and if you don't seize the opportunity, just wait for it to rot in your hands.

"I happen to have something to go to Detroit in a few days, and if I have time at that time, I will go to the field to see it, and then make a decision after reading it!" Fang Xiu knew that this price would definitely go down, so he wasn't in a hurry.

After Lazaru learned that Fang Xiu was going to buy a new slaughterhouse, he immediately came over and took the initiative to ask, "Sir, this matter can be entrusted to me." ”

"I have a good relationship with the head of the Detroit Teamsters' Union, and he can help us take down the slaughterhouse at a lower price! Don't worry about anything after that, he'll be happy to help us! ”

"Then let's go together! You can use this opportunity to have more contact with the other party so that you can fight for the position of head of the National Truckers Union in the future! "Fang Xiu hopes that he can become the Jimmy Hoffa of the new era.

"As you instruct, we can also use this to control a few Detroit gangs, Detroit, like Los Angeles, is also an important node in the American underworld, and after taking Detroit, we can consider expanding to Chicago and other cities around the Great Lakes."

Lazaru not only wants to be Jimmy Hoffa, he also wants to be the godfather of the underworld in the United States, just like the old Corleone.

In fact, there is not much difference between the two positions, and without the support of the underworld forces, he would certainly not be able to become the head of the National Teamsters Union.

And becoming the head of the National Truckers Union will inevitably have a huge influence on the gangs in the United States, and the two positions are complementary to each other.

"Good." Fang Xiu was very satisfied, he liked this kind of active blood slave, the harder Lazaru worked, the faster Fang Xiu's cultivation would rise.

A few days later, a private jet took off from Los Angeles and flew to Detroit, the Demon Gate did not pay attention to Qing Xiu's abstinence, and Fang Xiu would never treat himself badly if conditions permitted.

Lazaru and his acquisition team flew on the same plane as Fang Xiu, while the gangsters left for Detroit on their own.

Both Fang Xiu and Lazaru need to maintain the purity of their identities on the surface, and it is not suitable to appear with these people in public.

After more than three hours of flight, the plane landed at Detroit Metropolitan Airport, in Fang Xiu's opinion, this airport might as well be called Gotham Airport, the Metropolis is much safer than Detroit.

Connor, a member of the local truckers' union, personally came to the airport to greet them, "Hello, Mr. Fang, welcome to Detroit...... Lazaru, congratulations, I heard that you are about to become the head of the entire California union! ”

Lazaru is now a rising star within the American Teamsters Union, and he may be able to decide his fate in a few years, so Connor is particularly enthusiastic.

Connor sent them to the hotel and held a grand reception dinner for them, and while the dinner was going on, the slaughterhouse owner Marcus also got the news and hurriedly invited Fang Xiu to investigate.

Fang Xiu casually found an excuse and refused, he planned to continue hanging him for two more days.

After the dinner, Lazaru secretly traveled to another place to talk to the local gangsters.

After Fang Xiu returned to the room, he did not rest, but pinned a trace of his divine sense on the big, and then released the, he wanted to see what Detroit was like at night.

The flapped its wings and left the balcony of the hotel and entered the night, and it didn't take long for Fang Xiu's divine sense to catch the sound of the siren, and he hurriedly controlled the big to follow the sound.

"Stop the car, put your hands on the steering wheel, and let me see your hands!" Two police cars stopped a normally moving car, and several police officers got out of the car and put their hands on the handles of their guns to give warning.

The black driver in the car was very scared, and he said slowly, "Okay, okay, I've got my hands on the steering wheel now!" ”

The policemen did not relax at all, but became more nervous, "I said, let you put your hands on the steering wheel and let me see your hands!" ”

Poof, Fang Xiu couldn't help but laugh, this driver was too unlucky, and the steering wheel was also black, no wonder these policemen couldn't see it clearly.

"I'm on the wheel!" The driver was very helpless.

After the police urged a few more times, the driver finally couldn't help but get angry, he waved his hands, "I have done what you said, what else do you want!" ”

"Bang bang bang!" The eight policemen reflexively fired at the same time, firing more than 100 rounds before stopping.

By this time, the car and the driver had all been beaten into a sieve.

Hey, it's a pity that it wasn't Rui Suhos who did it, but it seems that this thing can also be operated!