American TV series

Chapter 33: Have a nice night!

"Ahem, it's very late. I don't think you need to rush here in such a hurry. It's over anyway." Sean smiled and said, "I will clean up the garbage. It will be good for everyone."

"Impossible. For such a big thing, the police would be derelict in their duties if they arrived late." Wells refused directly, "If that's all, then don't say anything."

"What if the police force is insufficient? I know that the city's funding for the police has not been high."

"You have five minutes." Wells looked at his watch.

"ten minutes!"

"No nonsense!"

"OK!" After hanging up the phone, Sean immediately dialed again, "I'm Sean, put Dart on the phone, right away."

A minute later, Dart answered the phone, "Are you..."

"Shut up, within two minutes, immediately, create something for me right away, shoot, do anything, attract the police over, I believe you will do it, right?"

"Okay." Dart knew that Sean was dealing with people in Jersey City tonight, and maybe he also knew that the Salamanga family was back. He suddenly called with such a harsh tone, so he thought about it and refused to give it.

Got yourself into trouble.

At this time, Sean still had time to call him and wanted to come...

"Notify other gangs and do the same, immediately."

"All right."

After hanging up the phone, Sean continued to dial, what about red Camilla, Dadani, and after notifying several gangs in succession, Sean called Old Mike again.

He wants Old Mike to confirm through his channels whether there are any other forces in Seramanga in Newark, and he will eradicate them today.

After a series of phone calls, Sean breathed a sigh of relief. He believed that the gang members in Newark would attract a large number of police when they started making trouble, and Wells would help suppress them a little.

After all, now he is the winner and he has shown his strength.

From the Salamanga family, from the Newark gang.

The rest is up to Bill to find a crane as quickly as possible.

Damn Salamangans, you are causing trouble for yourself even if you die!

Coming out of the room, Sean glanced at the homeowner and his family who were shivering at the door, "Okay, I was a little anxious just now and caused some damage to your house. I'm sorry."

"However, I believe that the money I lost is enough to compensate you for your losses, right?"

Looking at the muzzle of the gun pointed at him, the male host immediately nodded wildly, "You are right."

"Also, can I trouble you to keep tonight's events a secret? Just treat it as a magical night trip. It will be a wonderful memory for you. Of course, you will keep it a secret, right?"

"Yes, yes, sir, we will keep it secret, no, forget it completely."

"That's good, everyone, bye. I wish you a happy night!" After saying that, Sean greeted the people and got into the car, disappearing into the night.

Until no one could be seen, the owner and his family all sat on the ground and gasped for air.

Have a nice fucking night!

Bill had already figured out what to do in the car.

Since Sean let Bill take over the factory, he has been doing a lot of external things, including the previous modifications to the vans. Therefore, he knows Newark fairly well and knows where to find cranes.

As for how to convince people to drive with him in the middle of the night, Bill is very confident about this!

He drove into a construction vehicle rental company, and the dog in the yard jumped towards him and barked loudly. Bill jumped out of the car and yelled at the dog. Maybe it was the murderous look on his body, maybe it was the smell of gunpowder smoke on his body, anyway, that dog

The dog whined in fear and ran away with its tail between its legs.

I ran over the gate and just jumped down when a big man rushed over from the security room with a gun. In America, this is not unusual at all.

Being pointed at a gun, Bill didn't panic at all. He just raised his hand and pointed outside. The big man turned his head and saw a man squatting next to the vehicle, with the M16A2 in his hand pointing at him.

He let go, and the gun in his hand fell to the ground with a 'clack' sound. It looked like he was a professional. The big man didn't fight the gangsters for a measly salary.

"Can you drive a crane?" Bill asked aloud.

"No." The big man shook his head.

"Let's go, get in the car, help me find someone who can drive a crane, right now, right now."

"good!"

Communication between people is so simple!

After all, it was Sean's man. The methods were the same. He broke open the door and pointed a gun at the head of a thin man. "I need someone to drive a crane to help me do something. Are you willing? You have one second to agree."

I."

Communication between people is so simple!

Fengfenghuohuo rushed back to the parking lot again, and the thin man drove the crane so hard that it almost flew up.

Question: Why can it drive so fast?

Answer: Because of passion!

It has nothing to do with whether there is a gun behind your head!

real!

I really can’t blame Bill for being so rude, he really wasted a lot of time going back and forth, and Bill felt panicked.

He didn't know if Sean could stop the police from passing by. This was something that couldn't be blocked with a gun before. After all, the road was so wide, and the police wouldn't watch them drive a crane across.

Even though the police don't have much motivation to deal with gang wars.

Fortunately, Sean thought quickly and launched a "zero dollar purchase" activity in the middle of the night. Thousands of gangsters showed up at once, beating, smashing, and robbing... The whole Newark was suddenly in chaos.

.

Wells was also furious when he received the news. This was fucking discrediting the police!

In the middle of the night, the mayor called to ask questions. After cursing for a while, he could only focus on matters in the city and disperse these damn black people first.

Dispersal is the main method and arresting is the supplementary method.

There is no way, the police force is really insufficient, and if they really arrest them all, the district attorney will go crazy, but there is no time to handle so many cases, even if they are combined, it will make people crazy.

On the one hand, it is the workload, on the other hand, it is public opinion, on the other hand, it is votes, and on the other hand, it is the capacity of the prison.

Prisons in the United States are all privately owned and must consider profits and losses.

Anyway, among all the problems, the black problem is a disaster in the United States. Compared with the police, gangs have greater control over the lower class blacks, so gangs are indispensable.

Unrestrained blacks at the bottom are even more terrifying, especially in Newark where 60% of the population is black.

They need each other and are intertwined.

Sean took advantage of this to contain the police and give the crane enough time to arrive.

Seeing the crane arriving, Sean let out a big sigh of relief. Damn it, he finally caught up.

With a "boom", the suspended wheels of the van fell heavily to the ground. However, what frightened the thin young man was that a lot of blood flowed out of the van's compartment amidst the violent vibrations...

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