American manga: start to investigate Director of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s tax issues

"One more thing. In addition to the extra income you can get from your own illegal actions, I also need to take away one of your people. His name is Wesley." Lin Yu said without taking a few steps.

"Because he is involved in some tax issues."

"How did you know he was here?" Firefox asked.

"As for you arresting a person directly and imprisoning him here, as a law enforcement officer, I know, isn't it normal?" Lin Yu replied.

"But since you didn't charge him any fees, it's not considered illegal income and you don't need to pay taxes. This is good news for you... Are there any other questions?"

"No problem, of course no problem, sir, we will cooperate with you in all your work." The repairman rushed to answer, "Let's go, just in front."

"Your enthusiasm really makes me feel at ease. It's been a long time since I met such a cooperative client. Usually all those gangsters resist fiercely to death," Lin Yu nodded with satisfaction, "In the end we had to kill them all. What a pity.

I really don’t like killing people.”

"..." The repairman, the butcher and others looked at each other and asked tentatively, "Yeah... so you didn't come here alone this time?"

"I came alone. Manpower is tight right now. I only have one teammate in total, and he has just joined the team. The other one is still under negotiation. It will probably take some time for him to resolve some issues before he can join."

Lin Yu kept walking, chatting with people as if he had completely relaxed his vigilance.

Several people looked at each other and said hello.

As if he had finally made up his mind, the repairman took out his gun and was about to pull the trigger.

But one hand held down the muzzle of his gun, forcing him to stay where he was, while the others continued to move forward.

"What are you going to do?" Firefox looked at the repairman and asked.

"As you can see." The repairman said, "This is a normal way to deal with it. You know, once he discovers the identity of our assassin..."

"He's just the IRS, not the FBI." Firefox frowned, "He doesn't even care about our killings, and we don't benefit from it."

“…How do you know that he must be from the IRS and that he will definitely abide by IRS regulations?

What if he told his colleagues about this? It's not impossible.

There are only so many people left in our alliance now, and we are still facing the threat of the Cross outside. If we are targeted by the FBI again... Yes, maybe this guy was found by the Cross. Otherwise, how can we explain that an IRS suddenly came?

People are targeting us? One, and he’s an Asian! Have you ever seen an Asian IRS?”

"This is not the reason why you want to shoot." Firefox was not fooled by the lot of excuses given by the repairman. He stared at the repairman with sharp eyes, "There are other reasons."

"...I don't want to talk to you about this now. The most important thing now is to deal with this person who I don't know if he is the IRS." The repairman was silent for a moment, and then said, "The rest of the things will be dealt with after Sloan comes back."

Explain to you."

"If I don't explain this matter clearly, I will never let you go." Firefox said.

"So what? You don't think that no one will attack that guy except me, do you?" The repairman spread his hands.

While he was talking, a gunshot sounded from not far ahead.

"...Damn it!" Fire Fox glanced at him and walked forward angrily.

The second gunshot caused her to stop for a moment, then quickened her pace.

If the first gunshot was fired at the IRS... Based on their shooting skills, and it was a sneak attack, Firefox didn't think they would make a mistake.

But if that's the case, what does this second shot mean?

Before Firefox could figure it out, there was a third gunshot, a fourth gunshot, and a person's roar!

Firefox's eyes widened, he looked at the repairman following him, and he ran over.

They all heard who the roaring voice came from - the butcher!

There was a hint of pain in the roar.

In the end what happened?

Aren't you taking action against that IRS person? Why would your own people make such a noise?

After running around a corner, they saw it.

As expected, Lin Yu, who should have fallen to the ground, dying, or whose body was gradually getting cold, was the only person standing at the scene, holding a Glock 17 in his hand, pointing the gun at the man who was half kneeling on the ground.

Butcher.

"stop!"

"boom!"

As soon as Fire Fox shouted, the gun in Lin Yu's hand went off, and the butcher's strong body fell backwards.

"Look at you, what are you yelling about? I didn't intend to shoot." Lin Yu calmly took back the gun and said to Fire Fox.

"You...how dare you?!" Fire Fox's body was trembling with fierce anger. When he saw this scene again, he had already held a gun in his hand, and he was pointing it at Lin Yu.

"As a law enforcement officer, I was suddenly attacked while enforcing the law, and then I acted in self-defense. Isn't this quite obvious?" Lin Yu asked rhetorically.

"Damn you..." Before Firefox could say anything, the repairman also saw this scene and angrily took out his gun, pointed it at Lin Yu and shot.

Gunshot.

Three sounds in total.

But it does not include the gun in the hand of the repairman.

Lin Yu's shooting speed was much faster than that of the repairman.

This is definitely one of the essential skills for law enforcement officers working in the United States.

The speed of the American Iihe determines the survival rate.

As for the occasional error, what does it matter?

At most, it's just a matter of resigning and working in another department.

As long as it's not white, it's not a big problem.

Of course, the repairman is white.

But Lin Yu was acting in legitimate defense.

When self-defense is combined with American style, everything is invincible.

"..." The repairman couldn't say a word, so he fell to the ground and went to keep company with the butcher and others.

"So, are you going to shoot me?" Lin Yu asked Firefox politely.

"...Who are you?" Fire Fox felt his hands and feet were cold.

A total of three shots were fired just now.

Firefox fired one shot and Lin Yu fired two shots.

The order is, Lin Yu—Firefox—Lin Yu.

It has to be said that Firefox's skills are quite superb. After Lin Yu fired, he also fired, but the target was not Lin Yu, but the bullet Lin Yu shot. The two bullets accurately collided in the air!

But Lin Yu fired another shot almost immediately afterwards. When Firefox tried to intercept again, he was unable to react.

Firefox understands that it is absolutely impossible for an ordinary IRS operations specialist to have such shooting skills.

Simple and unpretentious, yet surprisingly fast and ridiculously accurate!

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The next two chapters will come later