The breeze blew, and Bunker's originally tall waist was blown away.

I don't know what he remembered.

Ethan could understand the guy's mood, it was better to be like Calvin, at least he couldn't see anything in long-sleeved clothes.

Bunker is different, he has white supremacy tattoos on his face, and trying to eliminate them is tantamount to disfiguring, so it is not so simple to find a serious way to live.

I still remember the scene when this guy went to the Banshee Town Police Department to apply for a job.

Hood rejected him without saying a word.

It's useless to say that you want to change it, just by this appearance, it will naturally make people not believe any words that come out of his mouth, and they will also have a natural wariness of him.

"Thankfully, I did."

Bunker was silent for a moment, then continued, "So I went back to Banshee Town and wanted to take Maggie away. ”

Ethan felt the context of the matter and took his words:

"It turns out she's married?"

"That's right."

Pursing his lips, Bunker smiled bitterly: "And I'm married to Calvin, and after I found out about it, I didn't actually look for her, but I can still see that Maggie is not happy and lives in fear." ”

"I didn't know what to do at the time, so I just stayed in Banshee Town."

"Just thinking about getting closer, if something happens to Maggie, I can help her."

"I didn't expect it, but it was me who had an accident first."

He raised his hand and scratched the scar on his chest: "After Maggie found out about this, she often came to take care of me, and some things happened naturally. ”

"I also asked her to inquire about the Aryan Brotherhood and wanted to get her out of that predicament."

"That's why I'm telling you this."

Bunker turned around and looked at Ethan fixedly, "I hope you don't look down on her because of this, Maggie is a good girl." ”

For him, of course.

Even for Ethan, a good girl.

After all, what the other party is doing is very helpful to him, and he can firmly grasp the pulse of the Aryan Brotherhood.

From Calvin and Watts' point of view, it wasn't the same at all, but Ethan didn't care, those two were his enemies, and he didn't care what the cause and process was.

Just do it for yourself

"Of course not."

Ethan played with the lighter in his hand and smiled, "In fact, you are right to leave the Aryan Brotherhood, and you do need to help Maggie live a normal life. ”

"When a big tree falls, it kills a lot of people."

"I'm sure you understand this."

The Aryan Brotherhood must be brought down, and Maggie is not a member of the Brotherhood.

But she's better.

As Watts's daughter and Calvin's wife, if the white supremacy organization of Banshee Town falls, let alone the enemy, their former subordinates will not be able to help but jump out and knock on the marrow.

The blonde woman was also under the impulse of love.

Make the right choice.

After explaining the matter, Bunker quickly drove away as if he had lifted his burden.

Ethan ate melons to his heart's content, he saw that there was no one left and right, so he was busy counting things here, and with the slight shaking of his fingers, bags of cash appeared out of thin air and kept falling on the grass.

Twenty, fifty, and a few hundred.

With a little wrinkles, the cash tightly wrapped together by the express wrapping film fell together one after another.

The sunset falls on it, and the green is beautiful.

He grabbed a bag of Franklin and flipped it in his hand, and he smiled contentedly, this bag was tens of thousands of dollars, although the space still contained gold, a famous watch, and a small amount of weaponry.

But the rest of the position, it is not a problem to install a thousand.

You don't have to count them one by one.

After taking a lot of this thing, I have a rough idea in my heart, and the one that stands out is that practice makes perfect.

Plus three travel pockets for the trunk.

The harvest was about 12 million, and he happily looked at the piles of cash scattered behind the car, and then stuffed the money neatly into the woven bag he had just bought at the supermarket.

The half-filled woven bag was thrown into the muscle car.

After a few minutes of busy work, the back row was finally stuffed full, and the cash in the space, except for the hundreds of thousands of emergency and pocket spending, was basically cleaned up.

Bang and close the door.

After sending Nora a text message, he happily drives to the Chino Moon Casino.

Galloping away, soon to see the casino hotel.

The speed of the car slowed down.

Turning his head to look to the side, he saw several pickup trucks kicking up smoke and dust, swaying out of the dirt road.

The dirt road is lined with low wooden fences, and at the intersection is a simple wooden frame, nailed to a tin sheet with Sam's Farm written in large red letters, which is also within the extension of Chino Resort.

Last sold for more than $2 million.

It may not be much for me, but in a rural place like Banshee Town, it is already a sky-high price.

Seeing the people in the cab of the car in front of him, Ethan turned the steering wheel and kicked the accelerator down to hold the Dodge Challenger firmly at the intersection.

This movement naturally attracted the attention of several pickup trucks.

They also slowed down and stopped completely when they were still some distance away from the muscle car.

Several people got out of the car one after another, approaching with chaotic steps.

"Mr. Michelle."

Lowering the window, Ethan's gaze swept over Watts in front of him and several white supremacists with tattoos on his arms, and fell on the middle-aged man in a suit behind him: "Are you okay here?" ”

"Do I need to call the police for you?"

The owner of Sam's Farm is not necessarily called Sam, the original farmer has already enjoyed the world with more than two million dollars.

Michelle, who stood in the back with a sad face, was a speculator in the town.

It seems that the Brotherhood has already started to get started!

"Mayor Morgan."

Watts clasped his hands on his chest and looked at Ethan sitting in the car with a dissatisfied expression: "Why do you think there is a need for law enforcement officers here, I also have taxes, this kind of words make me feel very disrespectful." ”

As long as you are not convicted, you are not wanted.

Even if the entire Banshee Town knew that he was a white supremacist and knew what criminal activities he was doing behind his back, nothing would have to be said until there was no evidence of the crime.

So Watts didn't have any fear, and now he was just an ordinary citizen.

"Really?"

Ethan raised an eyebrow and sneered, "As a sign of respect, do you want me to ask the tax department to check your tax records?" ”

A simple single sentence made that guy's face suddenly gloomy.

The hand that was held in front of his chest was also lowered.

A person like him will definitely not leave a handle that is so easy for people to grasp, but who can stand to be stared at by the tax department every day, and the other party has such power.

(End of chapter)