Chapter 1259 Massacre
Kansas' green light ring underground business is unusually hot. Kerry and the others are almost aboveboard in opening the umbrella for the green light ring. As long as you find a suitable contact person in the area specified by them, and then pay a sum of money, you can avoid being searched by people in the public eye.
Now in an underground clubhouse in Pitoka, the capital of Kansas, Carrey and some other members of Public Eye (both captain and higher) are sitting on the ground and sharing the spoils.
"This is the harvest of the last week." A middle-aged man who looked quite imposing built a small wall of banknotes on the table. The brightly colored US dollars made the eyes of more than a dozen people present red-eyed, and some couldn't help swallowing.
The person in charge of distributing the money is the captain of the city of Pitoka. He is in charge of the public eye of the entire city of Pitoka. His name is Hancock. About 500,000 people live in the city of Pitoka and its surrounding areas. It is not as good as those top big cities, but it is also far away from the emperor. Because the city is too small, Hancock feels that Norman's supervision here will be more lax.
Because although this is the capital of Kansas, this is not Kansas City. Kansas City is actually a city in the state of Mississippi. It was a big city, nothing compared to Pitoka.
How could this remote place attract the attention of the big men? Although it was said that Hancock was deliberately transferred to work in a larger city several times above, Hancock saw it very clearly.
In the small place of Pitoka, he is the underground emperor. I can say the same thing, why do I want to go to a big city to be someone's younger brother? Although there is no saying in the United States that it is better to be a chicken head than a queen, most people's thoughts are still very clear.
It is actually much better to be the king and hegemony in a small place than to go to the middle-level cadres in the so-called glamorous big cities.
Also because Pitoka is a small place, Hancock has been operating here for almost ten years, and he has managed it like an iron bucket. So Hancock is more unscrupulous and unscrupulous in doing things.
Anyway, no one from above will come here to check out this small city, and I am the god here. So Hancock spread the business of the green light ring very large, and it is a kind of semi-public. Almost all the citizens of Pitoka know that if they want to use the green light ring safely, they have to go to this underground club to pay. Otherwise the Public Eye guys will break into your house in the middle of the night, beat you up and take the green light ring away.
So in order to reduce trouble, most people came here with colorful banknotes to pay. Because Kerry and the others finally settled on a monthly payment rule, the fees would not be too high. They want to make this a steady stream of business.
So they also only take cash because it's easier to split cash. No complicated bank transfers are involved. You must know that all members of Public Eye in Pitoka have participated in this underground transaction. It is also a hassle to operate accounts of thousands of people.
And when Hancock piled up all the money he had received in the past week and put it on the table, everyone's breathing became heavy.
"Guys, what are you waiting for? Cheers! We deserve it!" Hancock laughed.
"Oh!!" screamed, roared, and laughed wildly. Everyone in the room is emotionally overwhelmed and in desperate need of catharsis.
They shouted wildly and drank expensive alcoholic drinks. And Hancock grabbed Carrie by the shoulder and said, "Carrie, has anyone told you that you are a genius?"
Kerry took a sip of beer and smiled shyly, "My biology teacher told me that when I was in elementary school."
Hancock raised his eyebrows: "Why?"
"Because I showed an extraordinary talent for understanding the opposite sex." Kerry said. And Hancock laughed after hearing this: "You are such a jerk! But I like you as a jerk! Because your attention has made us a lot of money."
"And this business can go on for a long time, you know? All of us are going to prosper!" Hancock said as he fished a lot from the pile of money on the table and stuffed it into Kerry's pocket inside.
"Wow, this seems a bit much. It's a little bit more than what I should get." Although Kerry was very happy to get a large sum of money, he was also afraid that he might be jealous if he didn't take the money according to the rules.
And Hancock waved his hand generously: "This is what you should get. This is your idea, and you contacted so many people. You should get an extra copy. Do you think Kerry should get an extra copy?" ?!"
Hancock asked loudly to a group of middle and low-level cadres under him, and all of them answered loudly: "It should be!"
No one would be foolish to say no at this time. It is obvious that Kerry is now the popular man in front of Captain Hancock, and there is no need for him and others to touch this bad head. Even if someone is dissatisfied with Kerry's extra money, they will not show it at this time. This matter can be done slowly in the future.
Everyone is happy, because today is the day of splitting money. Putting a lot of banknotes in his pocket, pouring alcohol into his stomach, a beautiful woman is beside him. The so-called comfortable life is nothing more than that. Everyone is carnival and singing.
Kerry is also very happy, because he has tens of thousands of dollars in his pocket (Note: The world in 2100 has experienced several inflations and deflations, and the price and currency value are almost the same as those seven or eighty years ago). Such a large amount of money is enough to pay for the medical expenses of the parents by myself and still have a lot left.
"Why are you drinking too much wine? Why don't you buy me a drink?" A beautiful girl sitting next to Kerry gave Kerry a catchy look. This set Kerry's heart on fire, and he thought, "Maybe I should find a girlfriend too."
When the wine is hot.
Bang! There was a huge impact sound, followed by loud screams from inside the clubhouse, there were men and women.
"Damn, what's going on! Have we been attacked?" Hancock reacted immediately, and pushed away the woman beside him and took out the gun he hid in his clothes.
And other members of Public Eye also took out the weapons they hid on their bodies. Kerry took out two short guns from his waist: "Who is so bold?"
"No matter who it is, I think they probably forgot who is calling the shots here!" Hancock snorted coldly: "Get ready to fight!"
Everyone pushed the woman beside them away, and pointed their weapons at the door of the room.
The heavy footsteps came closer and closer, and stopped at the door.
"Fire!" Hancock ordered everyone to fire. The sound of guns firing sounded like a sonata. The sound of bang bang bang lasted for more than a minute, and hundreds of bullets punched the gate full of holes. Under the condition that there would be no living people outside the door, Hancock opened the door with one of his men.
"No one!" The subordinate couldn't see the body that was supposed to be lying on the ground.
"Behind you!" Kerry suddenly yelled when everyone was wondering. He saw a huge and burly body appearing behind his companion. He (or it) was dressed in black and appeared silently with a long tongue. Then he pinched his companion's head and applied light force. Crack, the watermelon burst, and the juice splashed everywhere.
The massacre began.