Chapter 958 We Are Law-Abiding Citizens

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Luke's fingers tapped lightly on the Coke bottle: "I seemed to have asked at the time if this information would allow me to find the target, and you said yes."

Visuo: "Fifty-four people, twelve people showed up, that's not enough. What else do you think, when did I guarantee it was 100% correct?"

Luke chuckled lightly: "Among the fifty-four people, twenty-five have no record at all, and the other ten... mechanics, injustices, executioners, and white ghosts? Haha, you just picked up the urban legends. Write those nicknames! Do you think my time is worthless when you do this!"

Vessuo lowered his face: "If you are not satisfied, you will find other people to buy information in the future, and see who can meet your requirements. Go slowly and don't give it away."

Luke sighed, took out his cell phone and sent a text message, then put it back in his cell phone and drank the coke.

Wei Suo was dissatisfied: "Didn't you hear? You can go."

Luke gestured to the Coke in his hand: "I paid, are you sure you want to drive me away?"

Visuo moved his lips, and finally swallowed the "that's it" that came to his mouth.

Something was wrong with him.

The attitude of this young man is abnormal.

20,000 US dollars bought half of the fake information and was pushed back by him like this, Luke didn't even mean to be angry.

Too many people are bluffing with him, or hold grudges in their hearts. He has been in this business for many years, and he can easily tell the difference.

Vessel was a little hesitant.

A few minutes later, Luke's cell phone rang, he picked it up and said a few words, then turned his head to look at the door.

Soon, two people walked in outside the gate.

Seeing Luke beckoning to them with a smile at the bar, the two also walked over and sat down with a smile.

Luke: "John, Joe, what do you want to drink, I'll treat you today."

John McClain is still the same floral shirt and thick jacket, still the slouchy look who doesn't care about anything.

Joe Lambert was wearing a baggy suit, no tie, no buttons, showing a line of chest hair,

Combined with his strong physique and facial features of Indian descent, it looks very wild.

Wisommer was silent.

He can see that these two guys are not easy to mess with, but there are many guys who are not easy to mess with in this bar, and he is not afraid of it.

John and Joe ordered whiskey on ice and beer the other.

Wei Suo hesitated for a moment, Luke had thrown a hundred-yuan bill into the glass jar: "What? You don't do business anymore?"

Wei Suo's heart skipped a beat, but he still started drinking.

Everything is fake, and the hundred-yuan bill is not fake.

While talking and laughing with Luke, John poured the whisky he had just put in front of him into his mouth.

"Pfft!" He turned his head abruptly and spit out half of the whisky he had drunk in his mouth.

Qiao drank the beer calmly: "what's the matter? I drank too much last night, and now I have nausea?"

John wiped the corner of his mouth, did not answer this, looked at Luke suspiciously, but saw him smiling,

John looked at the whiskey in his hand again, and said hesitantly, "Luke, this... Isn't this a "surprise" you gave me? This joke is not funny at all."

Luke shrugged: "No, the whisky here has always been like this."

John was stunned.

Joe also noticed the abnormality, took the whiskey and smelled it, and laughed loudly: "This one has nothing like the color except for the whiskey."

At this time, Luke took out a few hundred-yuan bills and threw them all into the glass jar: "Come on, serve all the wine you have here."

Vessel didn't move this time.

Luke raised his eyebrows: "What? Are you discriminating against our customers? Then don't blame me for complaining against you."

Wei Suo frowned, his eyes wandered for a moment, but he could only drink.

He probably understood that Luke was trying to find fault.

If you drive someone directly, the other party can really complain to him.

No one here takes the law seriously, but this is New York after all, not a wilderness, and basic social rules still have to be followed.

After more than ten minutes, John and Joe were already enjoying themselves.

"Well, this one doesn't smell of oak, but has a rubbery smell. It's amazing."

"Come on, try this. Plastic-flavored tequila I've never had in my life."

"Hey, this is actually like a blend of washing powder."

"Bah, what is this? Why do I feel like I'm drinking toilet cleaner!"

"Oh, you've also drank toilet cleaner. No wonder I see your body shape and want a toilet more and more."

"You should be drinking toilet cleaner because your mouth stinks like a toilet."

Visuo's face was full of black lines, Luke and Selena were all smiles, watching the two middle-aged people with bad tastes talking nonsense there.

Wade felt that the atmosphere was not good, so he got up and slipped away, but was stopped by Luke: "You wait for a while, it will be good for our future cooperation."

Wade struggled for a moment, but still succumbed to the "money" power of the big customer.

Having worked as a mercenary for so long, of course he knew the truth behind what happened in person.

The two did not meet, and he could not answer the phone at all, at most saying that the phone was broken.

If you mess up after meeting, it will tear your face.

The 10,000-dollar knife in his pocket hasn't been warmed yet. Now that his face is torn apart, it is very likely that he will lose Luke as a big customer.

He didn't want to tear his face with anyone, and he didn't want to tear his face with money.

When John and Joe had had enough fun, Luke said, "Let's get down to business."

The smiles on John and Joe's faces disappeared, and they stopped paying attention to those weird drinks.

Luke: "Do you remember what I mentioned to you in my text message?"

John squinted at Wei Suo, the corners of his mouth were raised, and it was the classic indifference: "Is this guy trying to cheat you?"

Joe also looked at Wei Suo: "Sure enough, he is a habitual criminal who sells fakes. There are so many wines that none of them are real."

John coughed: "That beer you drank should be real."

Qiao Hehe: "When you mention the 5.99 item, how did he cost it? Is it watering in? That's not enough for labor."

Wei Suo's mouth twitched, speechless.

This is indeed the case. If the difference in the price of beer is not large, he will also pour fake wine into it.

John turned his head to look at Luke: "What do you want to do? Let him eat prison meals or take him back for a little education?"

Luke shook his head: "We are law-abiding citizens. Well, I heard that you have an old friend at the ATF (America's Administration of Tobacco, Alcohol, Weapons and Explosives)?"

John didn't care: "Although it's useless to have a good relationship, there are three or five people who can say hello."

Luke pointed to the pile of fake wine in front of several people: "This thing should belong to them, right?"

John scratched his increasingly upward hairline: "The ones I know are mainly about weapons and explosives, but I can call and ask them."

With that, he took out his mobile phone and made two calls.

After the first few sentences, he hung up, and after the second sentence, he looked at Luke: "What degree do you think?"