Chapter 150 Trouble

【Dozo America】General Chapter Serial Post【Forbidden Water】

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Hearing Jim's duties, Sergeant Kerns suddenly rushed over, grabbed Jim's collar, and shouted angrily, "You don't know what kind of mistake you made?"

The surrounding thugs gathered around, and some took out pistols behind them, loaded the bullets with a "click", and opened the safety. . They all look bad.

Kerns looked around and looked at Jim coldly: "It was your people who broke the rules first, and their store paid you protection fees, but counting this time, there have been four robberies a year. , count your people. You're making it hard for me, Jim, you've been giving me trouble."

"Calm down, Calm down, Darnell is our honored guest!" Jim waved his hand, making those people retreat, and looked up at Sergeant Kerns, "Do you know why I killed that kid? Because he shouldn't let Sam and Michael in jail. Even if they are punished, it's my business, the boy crossed the line."

"Do you know who he is? You'll get in trouble if you kill him."

"I don't care who he fucks, I don't even care if it's Obama, I just want my brothers to know my rules, no one can punish them but me - and neither can you! Jim patted Coens on the chest. "Sheriff Coens."

"Forget about that bastard, Sheriff, it's not worth complaining about him. We have been friends for so many years, can we let a bastard who immigrated from Asia mess up?" Jim said, turning towards One of his subordinates hooked his fingers, "Go and get the share from Sheriff Kerns!"

"Jim, you know I'm not here for that!" Sergeant Coens looked at Jim, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and said in a dry voice, "I want to tell you that I want to quit, and this is the end of our relationship." It's over, I'm going to be implicated by you, you're so unrestrained, Jim! You'll pay for it."

"No, no, Sheriff Coens, I don't think so." At this time, his subordinates brought over a thick stack of things wrapped in newspapers. Jim took it in his hand and stuffed it in Coens's hand Li, "Here is a double copy. I will find an opportunity to kill that kid. All you have to do is let me know where he is, who will protect him, and what opportunities we have to take advantage of."

"I've said it... I quit!" Sheriff Coens looked at the big bag in his hand. He knew it was banknotes, and the amount was quite a lot. It seemed that it was at least $40,000. "You Do what you want. Goodbye, Jim, and don't give me trouble!"

Sergeant Kerns said, and slowly put the bag of banknotes in his hand on the armrest of the sofa, turned around, and wanted to leave here. He was a bit reluctant, but compared with what was about to happen, he was a little embarrassed. Because Zhen Fan is now in the limelight, if he is killed, he, the sheriff, will definitely be implicated.

"I said, take this bag of things and do what you should do!" Jim stood up, walked slowly in front of Kerns, and stuffed the bag of banknotes into his arms again, "Remember, you If you let it go again, I will not give it to you again, of course, your boss will know that you have not cooperated with me, I think you should understand what to do?"

"Are you threatening me?" Sergeant Coens stared at Jim angrily and helplessly, "Do you want me to arrest you myself? Jim,

Don't take it too far. In the past, if you gave me money, I would settle your troubles, and we owed nothing to anyone. Now that I am willing to take the risk to tell you, it is already an extra gift. "

"You will regret this!"

Jim watched with a half-smile, turned around, and plunged his fat body into the sofa again.

Sergeant Kerns stopped, holding the bag of banknotes tightly with both hands, as if he had made a very big decision: "Only this time, Jim, and then I will apply for a transfer. I will leave this district, even in the I am also willing to be a bumpkin policeman in the countryside."

"That's right!" Jim laughed, and then applauded softly, "Our cooperation has always been very pleasant, and it's the same this time, don't think about retirement, you are not the kind of person who wants to be lonely Lifelong man, restless blood flows from your blood management, goodbye, Sergeant Kerns."

Sheriff Coens hesitated for a moment, then walked away without looking back. He looked at the dark sky outside, and felt that his whole body seemed to be integrated with this blackness, which would swallow him up and make him unable to see the direction clearly.

"He's gone!" a big man came in and said to Jim.

"When we get rid of that bastard——" Jim paused, "let's get rid of him. We can't cooperate with someone with an unstable mind. It will ruin our big business."

"Okay, boss!" The big man nodded, and then retreated.

Jim sat on the sofa, casually took a glass of wine from the cabinet next to him, and drank it all in one gulp.

"There is nothing more interesting than killing people." Jim stood up, raised his glass, and twisted his fat body and hips in the hall, humming Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny, and then raised a hand, Dangling in the air.

"I bet, the boss will definitely like to watch "This Killer Is Not So Cold". The policeman who murdered listened to this murderer, and I really like that part." At this time, a thug standing outside the door faced him The one with said.

"If you still talk, maybe the next one to be killed is not that damn Zhen, but you. Brother, I have to stay away from you, don't drag me into the deep pit, and go to God! "The other one was obviously a little afraid of Jim, turned his back on purpose, and stopped talking to the guy just now.

"You'll regret it, man!"

"No, I'm sure I won't regret it." The guy stood without looking back, his eyes glanced at Jim in the hall, obviously he seemed a little cautious.

"Hey, buddy, is the boss not tired of it? Is it really exciting to kill people? To be honest, except for the old man who picked up garbage that I personally killed on the day I joined the group, I was only filled with fear and never felt excited. Is this something you missed?"

There was no response from behind.

"Hey, man—" And then his voice stopped, and there was no one behind him.

"Hey, don't be so naive, come to me in this way, and hide and seek?" The guy looked around, but saw nothing.

"Don't hide, buddy, I saw you, come out, I knew you were here!" The guy walked slowly outside, looking around a bush of flowers in the villa, "Come out, If you don't come out, Jim will kill you, and the last thing he likes is someone ruining his flowers."

"Okay, you win, I admit I'm a rookie, I haven't killed enough people, but I will do it, I will kill those bastards, one day I will kill Eddie that bastard, I have already He doesn't like it." The guy began to gnash his teeth, "Come out, take me to kill that Eddie, that gangster who drives a taxi."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the sudden icy feeling made this guy stunned for a moment, as if someone was shaking in front of him, and he felt like someone was strangling his neck.

"Damn it!" As soon as the guy raised his hand, the pistol was just raised, and suddenly his eyes went dark, and he rolled to the ground, crushing the flower belt.

"Who is that, damn it, broke my flowers. Jeff, go and see what's going on." In the hall, Jim finally stopped, sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of wine, vaguely watching There were people shaking in the flower bushes outside, and some people fell on it.

"Teach those damn novices how to remember their last names, these idiots, they can't do anything serious except kill people!" Jim stood up suddenly, and shouted in the hall in a panic, "Will that damn bastard Kick it over here, I'm going to kick his balls."

"Okay, boss!" A burly man nodded, motioned to the two boys standing beside him, and walked outside together. Seeing a person lying on the belt of flowers from a distance, he immediately felt vigilant, pulled out his pistol, and slowly approached him, while observing the surrounding situation, at the other two ends of the belt of flowers, several The individual is patrolling and has not found the vision here.

"You, this way!" Jeff said softly, "You, over there! Let's outflank it."

The three of them slowly outflanked the flower belt. There was a guy lying on the flower belt, a newcomer, and Jeff recognized it.

"Damn novice!" Jeff cursed inwardly, lying down very low, and said to a pony boy who was outflanking him, "Notify the boss, someone has broken in. Keep calm and go slowly."

"Okay, Jeff!" Ma Zai stood up, bowed his waist, and walked slowly towards the hall of the villa. After walking two steps, he fell to the ground with a "plop" and remained motionless.

"Damn, what's the matter with you?" Jeff's heart jumped suddenly, as if he felt that a poisonous snake was staring at his back, which made people sweat a little. The other outflanking guy hasn't come over yet, so it's probably a disaster.

This feeling is very bad, like a light on my back.

Jeff gritted his teeth, turned around suddenly, raised the gun in his hand, and fired.

"Bang bang bang!" The bullets were shot out quickly, shooting into the darkness, the gunfire was extraordinarily dazzling in the darkness, and the bullets made a "puff puff" sound as if they had hit something.

"Damn...Jeff...it's me, grass, it's me!" A figure stumbled out from the darkness, covered in blood, it was the guy who surrounded him just now and hadn't appeared yet.

"It's you, how could it be you!" Jeff couldn't believe it, "What the hell is going on?"

"Who the hell do you think...?" The man swayed, with a series of bloody froth coming out of his mouth, "Grass, Jeff, grass... you fucking killed... me!" said He fell to the ground at one end. (To be continued.)

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