Lisco's American Life

Hill was sitting on the second floor of the nightclub, smoking a cigar, holding a scantily clad woman in his arms, watching his men dancing crazily on the dance floor, and a smile appeared on his lips.

Looking at the dancing figures below, in his eyes, these are all moving bills. Thinking of the frightened days when his father died tragically when he was a child, and he had to go and rob with others, he thought about his current situation.

life is very satisfying.

Suddenly, the screen of the mobile phone on the table lit up. He kissed the blonde girl nestling next to him, then picked up the mobile phone with a cigar in his mouth.

The message above was very short, and the smile on his face at first suddenly froze, and he became more and more dazed the more he read it.

After reading all the information, his face was twisted with anger.

"Fuck! Stupid."

He smashed the phone to the ground, and the violent movement caused panic among his subordinates. They all knew that although their boss smiled every day, thinking about how he once smiled and used pliers to cut off the two people who betrayed him made them go cold.

Soon, the boys stopped the DJ on the music stage, and everyone gathered over.

The second-in-command of the Crown Gang was named Mohar. He was a burly black man. He stepped forward respectfully and looked at Hill, whose hands were shaking with anger as he held the wine glass.

"Boss, what happened?"

Hill took a sip of champagne and then slammed the glass out.

"Fuck, I told you a long time ago not to provoke those people we can't afford to offend. It's better for you. If you hit the iron plate this time, we may be dead."

All the subordinates held their breath and remained silent. Although some people have felt that Hill's regulations were too cowardly in recent years, so they have always criticized him. However, with several gangs with similar power to them, they have provoked some

Anyone who shouldn't be messed with was beaten up by the subsequent police stations. They also followed this rule tacitly. After all, the current situation cannot be solved by beating. This is a society of money and power.

Some people can mobilize the police and mounted police at will, destroying the gangs that have offended them, without causing any trouble themselves, and the public will applaud them.

"By the way, there is a man named William and a man named Aidan, who are their subordinates."

Hill vented his anger and began to calm down. The most important thing now is to resolve this matter and then pray for forgiveness, so that they can have a chance of survival.

"Boss, they are my people, but their main task is to make drugs, so there should be no chance of causing trouble."

A strong man with tattoos all over his body came out of the crowd and bent down to answer in confusion.

Hill stood up from his sofa and walked in step by step. The strong man was breaking out in cold sweat. He looked at Hill pleadingly.

Hill punched him, and the strong man groaned in pain, then stood up from the ground and continued to stand without saying a word.

Another punch. At this time, blood was already flowing from the corner of the strong man's mouth. He wiped the blood and returned to his original position.

Seeing the strong man behave like this, Hill's anger also subsided a lot. He pinched his waist and gasped for breath.

"These two idiot men of yours have offended Lisko. Now, we have to find them before the police station and the cowboys of Lisko Ranch, and then escort them to Li's Ranch. Maybe it won't be so bad.

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"Okay sir, we'll go find him right away."

The gathered gangsters dispersed in a hurry, preparing to search the city for these two people.

Mohar on the side was a little confused. He took a step forward and asked.

"Boss, is it so serious? Lisko is just a writer and a rancher. We don't need to be so afraid of him, right?"

The other boys present also had this question, but because of their fear of Hill, they did not dare to speak.

"What do you know?" Hill glanced at Mohar coldly.

"You think he is just a writer, but you don't know that his mentor is a university professor and is very powerful in the literary world. All his brothers and sisters are serving in various forces in the United States. Even our governor is very fond of him.

Friendly, the Garcia family of Denver, their second son Haas is Lisko's senior brother, and the two have a very good relationship. If he opens his mouth, Sheriff Giese, who has long been unhappy with us, will definitely clean us up without mercy.

Empty."

Mohar didn't expect that there was such a person in Garrison, so he made up his mind to go back and write down all the people Hill counted who should not be messed with, so that he would not know about these people in the future.

Hill took a few breaths, then picked up his phone from the ground. The screen of the phone was broken. Then he opened the address book without caring, found the number of his patron, and dialed it.

"Dududu~ Damn it, I told you not to contact me frequently. This will give my opponents a clue."

There was an old voice on the opposite side. Even though he was on the phone, Hill still bent down affectionately and respectfully, with a humble expression.

"Sir, I've run into some trouble here."

"Wait a minute," there was a burst of noise from the phone receiver. It could be heard that it was at a dance party. With the sound of footsteps, the surrounding area began to become quiet.

"Okay, now tell me, who did you offend?"

During this period, although Hill was a little sore from bending over, he remained motionless.

"Sir, I have two idiots who have offended Mr. Lisko of Garrison."

"Lisco?" The other party seemed to have some impression of the name, then paused for a while, and then the voice sounded.

"Is it the Li Ke who wrote the book?"

Although Lisko has never participated in activities, some politicians still have an impression of him because he attended two cocktail parties under the leadership of Haas when he first returned home.

"That's right, sir."

"Idiot, Lisko? That's someone I don't dare to mess with. Do you know how powerful the power behind him is? His mentor is a powerful figure. He has been a professor for more than thirty years, and the students he has taught are all

It is now the propaganda throat of every department in the United States.”

The tone on the other end was full of shock and anger, and then he threw the phone and cursed.

During this period, Hill kept silent and said nothing.

After a few insults, the other person seemed to calm down, and then he panted and made arrangements for Hill.

"Find the person who offended him, then bring it to him and beg for his forgiveness, otherwise you just wait to die."

After saying that, he hung up the phone. Hill's face was cold and expressionless, and he stood there.

"Fuck. He's an old man. We give him so much money every year, and now nothing can help him if something happens."

Mohar on the side complained.

"We are just a bunch of ants to them. They can crush us to death at will. Of course they are not willing to stand up for us when something like this happens."

Hill knew this very well, but he still called with a glimmer of hope, and the result was still as expected.