With the hands clasped together.

It also announced that the large area of land next to the Moon of Chino had successfully changed hands.

Ethan paid nothing more than five million dollars and some transaction taxes, which amounted to using the money and connections of the Aryan Brotherhood and the senator to do it for himself.

Despite their robbing and various means, they still paid a price of nearly $20 million.

And himself, just five million.

So Ethan doesn't feel any distress, and he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with giving Maggie a lot of money, everyone is really happy.

You don't have to take advantage of the cheapness.

Bunker and Maggie have done themselves a great favor.

As long as things can be done smoothly, then the money is what she deserves.

Only paid five million to pocket that large piece of land, Ethan was in a similar mood to Brock at this time, and the corners of his mouth were even more difficult to suppress than AK.

After clarifying the matter, Maggie had no other thoughts.

As it stands.

She really had to hide for the time being.

The next few of them made a small room in the hunting house and settled Maggie and her little child, albeit in poor conditions, but everyone here knew it was temporary.

With the promise of five million, this is just a hint of bitterness before the arrival of sweetness.

"You don't have to go to work today."

Ethan patted Bunker on the shoulder and pushed the still pretending guy into the room, "Go ahead, take your own responsibility." ”

The two men were at a loss at first, and then hugged each other tightly.

He smiled and closed the door.

When she returned to the living room, Rebecca had already grabbed a bottle of whiskey and poured it with great interest: "Dear Mayor Morgan, can you tell me what happened?" ”

Last night burned the factory.

I've brought a few more people with me today.

Maybe something interesting was going on, and she couldn't wait to know now.

To be honest, she was tired of staying at this place.

Taking a sip from his wine glass, Ethan smiled and told what happened after the factory was burned, and Rebecca was stunned for a moment, but she didn't expect the Aryan Brotherhood to end in this way.

"Calvin."

She scoffed and took a big sip of whiskey.

"What does that guy say?"

Shaking her head, Rebecca said disdainfully, "I've always thought he had a bad brain, and now it seems that my opinion is not wrong. ”

"Also."

She raised her glass and gestured, "Congratulations, you've made a good deal." ”

Rebecca saw everything just now.

Although it is not clear what happened, it can make this guy willing to pay five million, and he must have received several times the profit.

Ethan smiled and drank the wine from his glass.

"Can I get out of here, then?"

Swallowing the wine, Rebecca also exhaled the wine comfortably.

"Absolutely." Grabbing the bottle, Ethan poured it to himself: "The senator is nowhere to be found, and now that the Aryan Brotherhood is gone, the place he bought at great cost is in vain." ”

"If you want to be the object of anger, go out at this time."

The Amish girl raised her middle finger fiercely, helplessly dispelling this thought, this road has already gone ninety-nine steps, and it cannot be planted at the last step, so she can only stay here for the time being.

Soon Boden joined in, and the three of them tasted the joy of victory together.

The sales of the Banshee Town weekly newspaper have ushered in a miraculous growth.

The photographs were jaw-dropping, and although they had been screened, the rest of the images were strong enough to be discussed in a newspaper about the destruction of the white supremacist gang.

It is said that nearly thirty people died.

It is said that the young mayor also had a part in the action.

It is said that Watts was killed by his own son-in-law, and dozens of broken limbs were found in the basement of Calvin's house.

Small place, that's it.

It's like a sieve.

One by one, the terrifying news swept through Banshee Town like a storm.

Some people didn't believe it, but the sudden disappearance of the hawkers in the streets confirmed all this from the side, and the unattended strip clubs also made the old drivers in the town wail.

Police cars outside slaughterhouses, strip clubs and restaurants are constantly flashing blue light.

Extinguish the desire to rob those people while the fire is on.

Not only that, but the high-intensity patrols and manhunt operations maintained by the Banshee Town Police Department have scared the remaining outsiders of the Brotherhood into fleeing constantly.

The security of the whole town has visibly improved.

The mayor of the town has only been in office for less than half a year, and he has fulfilled his campaign promise, which has also made the people in the town praise him, and even the sheriff of Banshee Town has received many praises, and people greet him everywhere he goes.

Will Brock be too bad.

However, after a few days, some unusual conditions also occurred.

"Sheriff."

"Good afternoon."

With a greeting from him, Brock smiled and walked up the steps to the mayor's office.

Arriving at the assistant's room, he stopped.

"Jenny."

Greeting the assistant mayor who was sitting in a chair eating a snack, he smiled and asked, "Is Mayor Morgan free now?" ”

"Sheriff Lotus."

Seeing the other party appear, Jenny grabbed the microphone: "Please wait a moment,." ”

Seeing this, Brock sat down on the couch beside him.

"Click."

The door quickly opened, and with the sound of chaotic footsteps, several people walked out of it, and Brock stood up again and greeted the fellows until they left, and then walked into the mayor's office.

"Close the door."

A voice rang out from behind his desk, and the mayor bent down, unsure of what he was messing with.

"Bump."

Brock slammed the door shut.

"Oh my God."

Sitting up, Ethan took the bottle wrapped in a paper bag and two cups, and said with a headache: "It's still comfortable for a department head like you, and even if you want to put a few more trash cans on Oak Street, you can make noise to me." ”

"It's all some rubbish!"

"Hahaha."

Brock smiled, pulled out a chair and sat down, "Isn't that part of your job?" ”

"Are you sure you can drink during work hours?"

As he spoke, Ethan unscrewed the bottle, and a faint smell of wine came through.

"I can't."

Pouting, Ethan poured wine into the two glasses: "But if you have a problem, you can find someone to complain about me." ”

On the bright side, you definitely can't put a wine cabinet in the office, but it doesn't affect him to put it in the drawer, after dealing with more trivial things, a small glass can relieve his irritability when he gets off work.

"Forget it."

Brock unceremoniously picked up one of the cups, shook his head with a smile and said, "I can't find anyone like that, by the way, I've got something for you." ”

The document bag that I had been holding in my hand put it on the table and pushed it forward.

(End of chapter)