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Benny Cavill is very distressed now.

Sean always comes up with something new for him.

Sean was sitting on the sofa, lowering his head to trim the cigar in his hand. When he heard Benny's question, he said loudly without raising his head: "I am seeking justice!"

"Speak to me!" Veins popped up on Benny's head and the corners of his mouth twitched crazily.

"That's your fault, Benny." Sean put down his cigar and looked at Benny seriously, "The most important thing about being a governor is that you can't be happy and angry. You don't even believe that you are doing justice.

You are fighting for democratic rights, so how do you convince voters?"

Sean reached out and knocked on the coffee table a few times, "Our New Jersey has always been the vote bank of the Donkey Party. As the governor, you must have some labels for new trends of thought, so that you can attract those young people and win.

Tickets in the hands of those young people."

"You can't expect those old people, those people, if you just kneel down and lick their toes..." Sean tilted his head as he said that, "Well, maybe licking your toes is really useful."

Benny slapped his forehead hard and leaned on the seat, silent. Sean was right.

But for some reason, his hands were extremely itchy and he always wanted to hit something.

"Okay, okay, damn justice!" Benny muttered for a while, and then asked again: "What on earth are you going to do?"

"Of course I want to solve the trouble for the state government!" Sean took a big sip, "Didn't you get the state government's spending on prisoners over the years from you last time? I took a look and found that the amount was indeed a bit high.

Moreover, there is not a penny of profit.”

"So?" Benny looked at Sean with some confusion, "Are you planning to make a donation?"

Sean glanced at Benny and said, "It's okay to make financial donations, but after all, that's not a long-term solution!"

"I'm going to buy these prisons."

Benny sat up straight and looked at Sean in shock. He felt that he had heard wrongly, "Are you going to prepare a home for yourself in advance?"

Sean’s face turned dark immediately!

If you want to acquire a state prison, you must first communicate with the governor.

After all, these prisons currently belong to the state government. This is not something that Sean can solve by filing lawsuits, marching, and applying pressure.

Of course, the state government does feel that prisons are a burden, but they are indispensable.

There is no problem with Benny, but the final price of the state prison still needs to be discussed by the state assembly.

After reaching a consensus with the governor, Sean continued to vigorously promote the "inmate abuse" incident in the prison. At the same time, demonstrations in the state grew stronger.

To be honest, when Sean joined the gang, he just wanted to sell his fake wine better. Now he finds that it is very convenient for the gang to hold any kind of parade after they have more control.

There are more than 230 gangs under Sean's control, with 20,000 members. Each person's relatives and friends can also mobilize some, which allows Sean to launch 200,000 demonstrations across the state at the same time.

There are less than 8 million people in New Jersey. These 2.5% of people are launching demonstrations, and with the addition of some spectators, the momentum has suddenly increased.

On the other side, Sean used the power of the New Jersey consortium to persuade members of the Donkey Party to stand up one by one.

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In an inconspicuous villa, the doors and windows were closed, and the curtains were tightly drawn in broad daylight.

Several people gathered in the living room. Everyone looked ugly. They were sitting or standing with cigarettes in their hands. The living room was filled with smoke.

“Do you believe that damn guy is ‘justice’?” one person said!

"It's just fart! Damn human rights, that guy is not so kind!" One person threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it with his foot. "He is the biggest executioner in New Jersey, the incarnation of the devil. How can this guy still do this?"

Not going to hell!”

"Then why did he buy the prison?"

Apparently, the news leaked out shortly after Sean left the governor's office.

Governments of all countries are like sieves, they can never hide any secrets.

"You know, but it's definitely not for those damn criminals." One person frowned and took a deep breath, then said with some uncertainty: "It should be to make money, but is there anything else that can be squeezed out of those guys?

"

"That's not necessarily true, that damn guy Sean can squeeze out oil from the garbage!" someone said with a sneer.

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent. They thought, that guy's ability to make money is indeed extraordinary. Just a 'blending oil' not only used the name of environmental protection, but also completely turned the garbage disposal business into a profit.

Originally, the government had to provide money every year, supplemented by waste incineration and power generation. Waste treatment could basically balance the income and expenditure, so the 'blending oil' was a pure profit-making project.

There is no cost except a little labor...

"But if the prison is really taken over by him, then we are doomed!" One person said through gritted teeth.

Prison has always been the darkest and most opaque place. It is full of evil elements, but because of this, it is very profitable!

It is said above that prison is a burden, and here it is said to make money, but there is no contradiction in this.

Just like the people in poor areas are indeed poor, this does not hinder the luxury of government buildings.

While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone!

According to the information in Sean's hands, there are more than 40,000 inmates in New Jersey prisons. Adding prison guards and other custodial service personnel, the prison system has 50,000 mouths.

The prison system is closed and dark. Just by providing food, clothing, housing and supplies for these 50,000 people, these people can make a lot of money every year!

What's more, if you want to live a good life in prison, you have to pay more, and there is more money in it.

In addition, tobacco, marijuana, drugs, etc. consumed in prison are also money.

If Sean acquires prisons on a large scale, he will be cutting their flesh and blood, and it is very likely that all the things that were hidden in the darkness will be exposed, then the impact will be even greater!

But, who knows, someone would have the idea of ​​going to jail. This is simply not human!

"We must not let that guy succeed!" Everyone nodded.

"It's just, what can we do? There are demonstrators everywhere now, and Sean has the support of the New Jersey consortium. Those congressmen cannot withstand this kind of pressure."

Although they make a lot of money every year, they are just rats in the sewer and cannot appear in the sun.

There are really not many ways!

"I think about it, I think about it, prisons, yes, prisons are part of the legal system. Our United States is a legal country. How can part of the law be in private hands!"

"Yes, yes, the legal system, the legal system, the legal system is not a tool used for personal gain!"

"It's very well said. This is a regression of the legal system and an insult to the law!"

"We must not let this happen!"

A group of people found a reason and became impassioned, as if they were messengers of justice and the nemesis of evil!

Sean:???

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Collect people's money and eliminate disasters with them!

This is an eternal truth.

Amid this outcry against prisons, something less 'harmonious' emerged.

A Republican congressman said in an interview: "There are indeed some unsatisfactory things in the prison. We know these, but what I want to say is that the situation is developing, and the construction of the prison is also developing.

It can’t be achieved overnight.”

"Every year, the state invests so much in the prison system. The problem of insufficient funds and insufficient police force has always existed objectively and is irrefutable."

"But, what I want to say is that when we encounter problems, we should not just blame and complain, but we should find ways to face and solve them. For example, we can set up an organization to monitor the prison system to strengthen supervision and let

Prisons can also be bathed in sunshine, making these bad things slowly disappear."

"Otherwise, what else can we do? We can't let the prison become a private company, right?"

"This is so funny. Prisons are part of the construction of the legal system, and the legal system cannot be a tool for private profit-making. This is an insult to the law and a great injustice!"

This congressman talked eloquently, and the suggestions he gave were quite constructive and feasible.

Especially the issue he raised at the end, "Prisons cannot be run privately", made many people smell something different.

The sentence "Prisons are part of the construction of the legal system and cannot be used as a tool for private profit-making" has also made headlines in major media.

Sean saw this news in the newspaper during breakfast the next day. After reading it, his face turned completely dark and he was not in the mood to eat!

His intuition told him that he said this sentence deliberately. He never thought that what he said in the governor's office could be kept completely confidential, but if such a voice appeared the next day, he would be damned if he said it was not directed at him!

Ha, are you deliberately going against him!?

"Damn it, he overestimates his capabilities, that's what gave him the courage to do this!" Sean cursed and stood up, not even eating, and ordered someone to call Armstrong over.

"Tell me what happened to this guy, who told him to say that, and who is behind it!" Sean would never allow anyone to sabotage his private prison plan.

He knew that this cake was too big!

"This..." Armstrong was a little confused after reading the newspaper. He didn't have much impression of this Republican congressman. "I will arrange for someone to check it immediately!"

"Immediately, immediately!" Sean ordered.

"The legal system cannot be used as a tool for private profit-making. Ha, the one next door to Mala is just a fart."

"Am I too kind?" Sean turned his head and looked at Torre standing next to him.

Jeff went to preside over the affairs of the Cartagena 'Street Committee', and Sean transferred another person to him to train, and that was Torre.

Torre is a strong black man, nearly 2 meters tall, with muscles all over his body. He is a strong man who can carry an M134 six-barreled Gatling gun with one hand.

But it would be a mistake to think that he only has muscles and no brains. This guy was really a thief when he was on the battlefield.

"You are indeed too kind!" Torre nodded with approval, "After all, you are the 'messenger of justice' and the 'nemesis of evil'. People with a righteous mind are always kind, and they will also be underestimated by those evil guys.

Look, someone is bullying you."

"Ha, hahaha." Sean laughed loudly when he saw Torre's serious look on his face. If it were Jonas, Jeff and the others here, they would just roll their eyes or start cheering.

Torre smiled naively, looking honest and honest. Who would suspect that such a stupid guy could tell lies?

"By the way, have you found a wife?" Sean was suddenly curious.

Torre smiled naively, "Don't worry, let's see who gives birth to my child first."

Sean:…

Damn it, I knew you weren't a good person.

After being treated like this by Torre, Sean's mood improved a lot. He put down the newspaper and continued to eat.

Sure enough, the most important thing in life is to be happy.

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"Cut off the phone line!" Armstrong was very angry after being scolded by Sean, and personally led a team to investigate this Elephant Party congressman named House Norman.

After a while, the intelligence team disguised as the phone company knocked on the door and said, "We found that your phone is out of order and we are here to check it out."

"Oh, really." The hostess looked up and down at the man in front of her.

He looked about 30 years old, with a strong body and a masculine appearance. The hostess opened the door and let the person in.

The people from the intelligence team walked to the phone, carefully disassembled the phone, and put a small monitor inside.

When I see someone coming in here, I immediately connect the phone line.

Just when he was bending down to work seriously, the hostess in her 40s next to her was sitting on the sofa and looking sideways at him.

‘What a powerful gluteus maximus’

‘A man who works hard is so handsome’

The hostess rubbed her thighs unconsciously, bit her lower lip, and reached out to unbutton two buttons of the clothes on her chest.

He stood up and walked to the staff, put his hands on the table, raised his head, and said softly: "Is my phone at home broken?"

"There are some old sayings, it's not a big problem." The person from the intelligence team said casually, but he accidentally turned his head and his eyes naturally followed the wide open collar.

The hostess looked like she was a nature lover. She had nothing to wear underneath, and there were two evil things hanging in the air.

I don't know if it's because the room is a little hot, but the hostess's skin is slightly red, and it flashes as she talks.

The man from the intelligence team froze in his hands and subconsciously licked his lips. Are you testing me?

As if she didn't see it, the hostess raised her hand to brush her hair, then leaned forward, half of her body on the intelligence officer's arm, and stretched her head to look at the phone, "Really, can you help me?"

Fix him?”

"Of course, of course." The person from the intelligence team coughed lightly, and quickly moved his hands quickly. He quickly put the phone away, and then stood up straight, "Okay."

The hostess lowered her head slightly and saw the protruding tent of the other party at a glance, "Wow, you are so awesome."

Reaching out to hold the other person's arm, the hostess stuck out her tongue and slowly licked her lips, and said in a numb voice: "My water pipe is also broken, can you help me?"

"Ma'am, I'm honored!"

…

"Why haven't you come out yet? It's been 20 minutes!?" Armstrong frowned in the car not far from the villa.

There shouldn't be a problem, they've done this many times.

After waiting for another 20 minutes, Armstrong became really anxious and was about to send someone down to check out the situation when the door of the villa opened and the young man from the intelligence team came out.

In the car, Armstrong clearly saw the people in the group waving cordially to the hostess.

His intuition, which he had been engaged in for many years, told him that there was something wrong!

"What's going on? Why did it take so long?" As soon as they got in the car, several people in the car looked over.

"Ahem." The person from the intelligence team coughed lightly and reached out to pat the sore muscles on his thighs. "I have made huge sacrifices for my work."

"puff!"

"Ha ha ha ha"

Several people in the car burst into laughter instantly, and everyone understood what he said.

"Mom, Fuck, you can also like that old woman!" Armstrong scolded in a fit of laughter and tears.

"This is different, head, this is different, identity, isn't the most important thing about identity!"

"Just think about it, fucking the congressman's wife, Fake, in our congressman's home, on his bed, is so enjoyable!"

"If she is the president's wife, even if she is 60 years old, I think she is good!"

"Quickly, tell us what a congressman's wife smells like." Several people in the car booed.

"Horse bugs, special horse bugs!"

"Shit!" Armstrong cursed. However, this matter was not a big problem. Next time, he would have a reason to go to the house and get the bug back.

In the evening, Congressman House Norman came back, and Armstrong immediately turned on the electronic jamming equipment in the car.

The power is not high, and it can be used on mobile phones, but the signal is intermittent, the sound is noisy, and it is very unstable.

This is to force the other party to use their home phone.

On the other side, Sean found Gilbert. After all, Congressman House was a Congressman from New Jersey, and many bank transactions had to go through Ocean First Bank.

Gilbert would definitely give Sean's face, and besides, it wasn't a big deal.

If he doesn't tell, who knows.

On the other side, Jonas cooperated with another group of people from the intelligence team to closely monitor the people, relatives and friends that House Norman came in contact with on a daily basis.

In today's New Jersey, if Sean wanted to check someone's background, there would be no problem at all!

The topic that House Norman brought up, 'Prisons are part of the construction of the legal system and cannot be used as a tool for private profit-making', under Sean's deliberate instructions and guidance, has turned into 'Can private individuals acquire prisons?', and let the state

While the government is getting rid of this huge burden, there is a big discussion on whether it can improve the environment inside prisons.

New Jersey is Sean's base. How could he not tighten his control over New Jersey?

Although the matter of acquiring and establishing a TV station has not yet been completed, Sean has secretly acquired several newspaper companies.

They are all relatively small newspapers.

But just to guide the topic, and with Sean's financial support, it's not a big problem.

In a few days, Sean basically found out the details of Congressman House.

In fact, it's not difficult. Those who oppose Sean's acquisition of the prison must be a group of people who are seeking profits in the current prison system.

The range is not large, so it is easy to find in this case.

Looking at the information in his hand, Sean sneered disdainfully, "A bunch of garbage, garbage blinded by greed."

There are wardens of several prisons, several businessmen specializing in food and daily necessities, and a drug prisoner.

Several prison wardens have worked in the system for decades and have extensive connections. The entire profit-making system is centered on them and weaves into an interest network covering all prison systems.

To be honest, when looking at the above data, Sean found it ridiculous.

The state's annual expenditure on the entire prison system is only US$120 million, which has to be spread among the more than 40,000 inmates in the state, which is less than US$3,000 per person per year.

After doing some mental arithmetic, Sean was slightly dazed, and his mind uncontrollably converted to the rabbit. In 1985, one person would earn US$250 a month...

Forget it, you can't compare with a rabbit.

Excluding the lowest basic expenses, how much oil and water can one person scrape out in total!?

Sean did the math. The government's investment was so much, plus the money made from prisoners and their families, the total was 100 million U.S. dollars a year. In addition, the entire prison system had to share the profits.

Their small group doesn't get much at all.

"Pah!" He threw the information in his hand on the table, "I and the drug addict are sworn in!"

"Bill, tonight, I'm going to see that poisonous guy."

Bill made an OK gesture!

Sean thought for a moment and shouted from behind, "Everyone, try to catch them alive, I mean everyone!"

Two fighting groups, a trivial conflict.

Sean was not in the mood to pay attention to this little conflict.

This small drug gang mainly supplies prisoners in the prison and does not sell to the outside world, so the gang is not large. It only supplies goods during fixed time periods on weekdays. There are few things and the people are scattered.

The two combat groups dispersed, with each two people targeting a target.

A man was walking on the road when he suddenly felt something pressing against his waist. Before he could react, electric current surged, and he was directly numbed by the electric shock. His body was supported by someone and he was dragged directly into the car next to him.

I was drinking in a bar. I felt an urgent need to urinate and went to the toilet. I never came back.

A person was sleeping at home. The door was opened. In his sleep, a cloth soaked in ether was placed on his face. After struggling for a while, he passed out and disappeared, including the woman next to him.

A person had just opened the car door and was about to get out of the car, when a car suddenly jumped up next to him, someone put his foot back into the car, the car was driven away, and the person disappeared without a trace.

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A small gang of 8 people completely disappeared overnight, leaving no clues behind.

His eyes swept over the eight people who were caught kneeling in front of him at the base. Sean muttered, "Pan poison, do you know it's against the law?"

"You don't want to be low-key when you do this kind of thing, and why the hell do you come to provoke me?"

"Tell me, I'm curious, who gave you the courage to ruin my plan?"

"What's the matter? Do you think that Sean can't find you because you are behind this, or do you think that Sean is easy to talk to?"

Until this moment, the arrested drug trafficker leader didn't know who had caught him.

There was a look of disbelief written on his face, "How could you possibly find me!?"

He has no contact with local gangs in New Jersey at all. Every drug deal is sent to the prison together with food. No one knows his existence except a few prison wardens and a few business people.

"Ha." Sean sneered, feeling a little boring and ignorant.

Do you really think I can’t find anyone if I don’t contact the local gangs?

Damn it, don’t you know that money transactions leave traces?

The money transferred by the government enters the prison from the bank and is transferred out of the prison. From the bank's transfer records, you can directly catch the businessmen who supply daily necessities to the prison.

Now that you have found a businessman, is it still difficult to find a few people who are close friends with you?

Even if you try to use cash for transactions, as long as you use the bank once, it will leave traces!

In addition, they have to meet and talk on the phone. What's more, these people's money has to be cleaned from several businessmen before they can enter their private accounts.

Is it difficult to find someone?

He is not a policeman, and he is not prepared to take them to court. He wants to pursue reasonable and legal evidence obtained and reasonable and legal channels for obtaining it.

I'm a fucking mafia!

Sean lost interest in an instant, said goodbye and turned around to leave, leaving only one sentence before leaving.

"Use electrocution and water torture to find out what they know. In addition, don't cause any damage to the body."

After leaving the base, Torre frowned and asked: "Why can't it cause any damage to the body? Boss, are you going to hand the person over to the police?"

If you don't understand, just ask. He knows that he is being trained by following Sean.

"Why bother the police? The police are very busy, right?" Sean said with a smile: "After you find out everything, send him to the fighting skills training, and then send him back to the ring for a life-and-death fight. Only one person can do it."

A life-and-death battle!"

"Remember, even a piece of toilet paper is valuable, and even dog poop can be used as flower fertilizer."

"It's a life-and-death contest, the kind where death is inevitable, and it can at least generate more than one million yuan in profits. Isn't this great?"

"Smells good!" Torre gave a thumbs up. He is a ruthless boss, and he is worthy of extracting oil from the garbage.

Now it's all over New Jersey, Sean, a man who can squeeze oil out of a garbage heap!

capitalist?

The capitalists cried when they saw it!

"Well, those who are still alive will probably be crippled by then. They will all be sent to the power plant to be burned. Why aren't they generating a few kilowatt hours of electricity?"

Torre: (*-`ω′-) person

In Sean's opinion, drug criminals and the like are all fake and ruthless people. Sure enough, the next morning, the confessions given by these guys were on Sean's desk.

"Investigate each category and hand it over to the police if it can be used as legal evidence, and hand it over to the newspaper if it cannot be used as evidence." Sean picked up the milk on the table and drank it in one gulp, then continued: "Let's stir up this matter, our general public.

You have the right to know!”

"Look, look how dark the prison is now!"

"Prisoners are human beings too and are our compatriots!"

"So many of our compatriots are living in dire straits."

"Can I, Sean, just watch?"

"cannot!"

"Rescue the prisoners, starting now!"

Originally, based on the connections and connections of several prison wardens, the prosecutors would not prosecute them.

Everyone in the internal system knows that they have a problem, but I won't file a lawsuit, just do it!

Officials protect each other, it's the same all over the world.

However, someone came forward to expose, at a time when the public's attention is focused on prison-related issues, even if only a few small newspapers broke the corruption issues of several prison directors.

Because the exposed material was too real, the big newspapers quickly followed up, and then the wave inevitably took shape.

Of course, if you want to promote public prosecution, this will be much slower, and the investigation and evidence collection alone will be very troublesome.

Even if you know the result and then deduce the answer, it is difficult to obtain legal evidence.

Just like Simpson, it's a money win.

Fortunately, the money of those wardens came from irregular sources. Although it was washed clean and taxes were paid, but if you carefully investigate the source of their funds, luckily you can find flaws.

Traces of money laundering.

Xian money itself is illegal!

Besides, with their financial resources, they cannot afford to hire a dream team of lawyers like Simpson.

On one side, the prosecution of several prison wardens was promoted, and on the other side, Sean directly sent the relevant information of several businessmen to the IRS.

The small reactionary gang that hindered Sean's fortune... and hindered Sean's "justice" is completely finished!

But Sean is not in a hurry. What he wants is a trend. As long as there is a trend, he can purchase those prisons from the state government.

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The news was very popular in newspapers and media, and the three old wardens were not blind.

Having been in the system for so many years, although they are far inferior to Sean in terms of money, status, and connections, it is not difficult to receive news that someone is investigating them.

Needless to say, they knew who had done it.

It's not like going to court, at this time free will is enough.

"Son of a bitch, he wants to kill us!" A few fellow villagers secretly gathered together. As soon as they met, an old man with only a few gray hairs roared loudly and ferociously.

Although Sean just wanted to take them to court, they knew what would happen to those prisoners if they were imprisoned.

It would be better to die outside!

Sean didn't take them seriously, but they still valued themselves very much!

"Is there any other way?" An old man with white hair sat on the sofa and looked at the other three people.

A few people were silent for a while and then shook their heads. They all understood the law and knew what they had done. No matter what kind of lawyer they hired, it was useless. They were sure to go to jail. It was just a matter of the length of time.

Regardless of whether they can survive until the end of their sentence, they will definitely not be able to accept the thought of being locked up with what they regard as trash, maggots, and scum.

He used to be so high and mighty, like a God in prison, but one day he would fall to that level... humiliation!

Not everyone is afraid of death. There are some things that are more terrifying than death for some people!

They can accept other punishments, but what they absolutely cannot accept is being thrown into prison. They would rather die!

"Death...hehe, hehe." A low and hoarse laugh came from an old man's throat.

"I hope to see him standing by my side in hell!"

"Human beings are born guilty. Those guys in prison are all guilty and unrepentant. What's wrong with punishing them?"

"I am punishing those guilty on behalf of the Lord!"

"It's just those poor children, I hope they can get guidance from the Lord."

"Tell me what happens next!" The white-haired man looked at the other two people and said firmly: "Sean, that's a devil. Kill this devil, and the Lord will let me go to heaven!"

"

Da Ma Jin Dao The old white man sitting on the sofa lowered his head slightly and made a cross on his body.

He is a devout Christian!

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Damn weather, it’s so cold, only 15°