Lisco's American Life

William and Aidan were still drinking whiskey drunkenly in their room at this time. Although Jimmy was unwilling to help buy disinfectant for them, they still bought it from other gangsters. Although it was a little extra, at least recently

They don't have to worry too much about the raw materials for a while.

They also had a good explanation to their superiors, so William and Aidan felt that it was rare to be quiet now. They pushed the glasses and placed the cups, and quickly drank in a daze.

"We taught Jimmy a lesson, but I heard that Old Dale is very popular in Garrison. Will there be any problems if we do that?"

Aidan took a sip of wine and thought about Dale who they stopped in the wilderness that morning. Although he was quite old, their hatred for Jimmy still took over their minds. They pushed him to the ground and beat him severely.

Walk away.

"Huh, in this society, everyone has nothing to do with themselves and doesn't care about their own interests. Who would meddle in other people's business?"

William showed disdain. No matter how popular he was, what was the use? Society was like this. His jealousy of Jimmy had made him lose his usual calmness.

Although Aidan felt something was wrong, because it was William who always made the ideas between the two of them, he didn't bother to think about it.

"Come, drink."

The whiskey met again, and the two took another swig.

At this moment, the door of the apartment rented by William was violently knocked open, and several people stood at the door.

Past experience told them that this was most likely an enemy seeking revenge. William and Aidan rolled on the spot, then took out the daggers they carried with them from their waists, and then stared at the door in a defensive posture.

After seeing the person clearly, William instantly relaxed his body, then stood up and smiled flatteringly.

"Boss, why are you here? The goods have already been made and will be finished tomorrow afternoon. We will deliver them to Grand Schenck by then."

Cohen is a thirty-five-year-old middle-aged white youth. Because he has been to prison several times, he has developed muscles all over his body. He is 2.1 meters tall. In high school, he almost made the school basketball team.

He put on his own clothes and looked at William opposite with an expressionless face. At first, he accepted William as his little brother, and he was a little complacent. This guy was smarter and could do things neatly, so he sent him to the opposite side.

Garrison, who is said to be remote and not so rigorous in tracing, is responsible for the gang's drug production work.

Because behind Garrison is the Rocky Mountains, if something goes wrong, something is lost, and someone hides in the mountains, it is difficult to trace and it is easy to escape.

Who would have known that this seemingly shrewd younger brother would cause him such a big trouble this time, causing him to be beaten several times in front of his boss. Even if things went smoothly, his status in the gang would plummet.

Looking at the respectful William in front of him, he wished he could step forward and shoot him, but remembering the boss's instructions, he still held back.

"Come with me to Denver."

William looked at the expressionless boss, but didn't think there was anything unusual, and happily agreed.

"OK."

After saying that, I turned around and went to the closet to get a coat. It was still a bit cold in Colorado at night.

"Why?"

The younger brother behind Cohen took a step forward and stopped William who wanted to move forward.

"What's wrong? Boss? I take clothes."

Even if it was slow at this time, William felt wrong, but he was very confused. He was loyal to the gang, and he was sent to the gang himself for each drug trafficking. He never delayed it.

"What's wrong with me?"

William stared at Cohen's eyes, hoping to get what information can be obtained from it.

"The boss ordered to see you two. So just go directly, after all, let the boss wait for a long time, it is not appropriate, what do you say?"

Although Cohen is burly, it is not the kind of person who has only muscles and brains. He knows that he is mainly stabilizing William now. He takes them back safely and cannot be strong.

"Okay," Although William still had a kind of uneasy hunch, but looking at the people in front of him, he knew that he couldn't escape, but he was still a little lucky. Maybe the boss wanted to promote himself?

Alcohol made him a little dull the brain, so William pulled a bit of dizzy Aidan out of the door and followed Cohen into the car downstairs.

As soon as I did it, I was stopped by the two younger brothers on the left and right, and then Cohen in the front seat was coldly issued.

"Set off."

The car started, and although William kept controlling himself, he couldn't reach his body's reaction. He fell asleep.

I don't know how long, William felt a long time to sleep, and the car stopped in a dilapidated warehouse. It was originally a residential building, but because of the evacuation of the real estate developer, the old building that had no time to remove it became rotten.

Tailou.

Later, Hill paid for it and bought this place. It became a place for nearby drug users to buy medicines.

Looking at the a little gloomy building in the night, William couldn't help but shivered. He shrank his shoulders. Under the leadership of the younger brother on one side, he got out of the car.

There were a few hacks standing at the door of the building. Their suits and leather hands were in front of them, guarding the safety.

"Go, the boss is here."

Cohen glanced at William and said, because in his eyes, the two were already dead, so they did not want to wait for them, and took the lead in walking in.

As for escaping? Cohen is not worried. This is the base of their crown gang. There are hundreds of younger brothers around them, which is not so easy to escape.

William looked at Aidan, who was faint next to his eyes, patted him.

"Hi, don't sleep, we are going to see the boss."

Ai Dan raised his head, his eyes were blurred, and he hadn't looked back, but under William's pull, the two entered the building.

Although the outside here looks very shabby, as soon as I came in, I felt a heat. The decoration of the decoration inside was carefully decorated and went straight to the minimum. William saw the boss of that.

Hill rubbed his forehead worriedly, and his hand was sandwiched with thick cigars, and from time to time, he took a bite.

He has always been a blonde girl, and now he has no thoughts on him. The surrounding people who stand respectfully are all gangs. Although everyone does not speak, they can still see the sadness from their eyes.

"Boss, found it, now brought it here."

Cohen stepped forward, stood in front of the coffee table in front of Hill, and then bent to report.

"Come up."

Hill's spirit responded a little, and now people have found it, maybe there are some turns.

"Up."

Cohen looked at William who was still looking at the decoration at the door.