Lisco's American Life

"Ding dong."

Since Hill's failure last time, he has become more and more low-key. He has put away his old hip-hop style with gold chains, imitated the suits and ties of lawyers and doctors, and tied up his unruly hair.

From top to bottom, the Crown Gang also followed their boss, and the whole gang's style suddenly became weird.

He lit his cigar and looked at the map that had been lost due to the loss of the protection of the congressmen.

Now he has been forced to completely withdraw from the drug market in Denver, replaced by the former second-rate gang Christmas party.

His biggest income now is from laundromats and car washes that he had never looked at before.

The younger brothers in the gang were also disheartened because of this defeat and the fact that the gang was targeted. They betrayed each other and left. Their overall strength was very low.

After all, the reason for everything was because Hill undoubtedly provoked Lisko last time. Although the subsequent matters were simply dealt with, due to his good attitude, Lisko did not hold them accountable.

But their biggest backer, Mr. Congressman, was worried that Lisko would have a grudge because of this, so he gave up his care for them without hesitation.

In the days that followed, it was always the Crown Gang who got caught in gunfights, and most of the drug manufacturing bases were swept away by the police.

After this incident, Hill understood that everything he had before was just a castle made of sand. If he pushed it lightly, it would collapse.

After thinking about it, he decided to hug Lisko's thigh. Although this person did not have any position, few people in the United States were willing to mess with him. He was like a potato on the ground. If you don't peel it, you won't know the series of things below.

How many are there.

Every day after that, Hill insisted on sending condolences to Lisko via email.

"Mr. Li, I am Crown Gang Hill. I wish you a good day."

"Mr. Li, good afternoon."

"Mr. Li, good night."

When Lisko received this kind of text message at first, he thought it was some infatuated book-lover friend pursuing his love. When he saw the signature clearly, he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Hill looked very much like the kind of people he had seen in his previous life called "dog lickers".

In fact, Lisko had been tempted before. With such a force, he could safely leave trivial matters to them.

However, I felt that these people were gangsters and had nothing to do with me, so I never responded.

Now that the situation is like this, Lisko can't care so much anymore. There are too many lice and it doesn't itch. He already has a group of mercenaries who kill without batting an eye. These gangsters should also be included in his pocket.

Hill saw the contents of the phone on the table, and his expression changed from solemn to ecstatic.

"Mohar!"

Mohar is the second-in-command of the Crown Gang and Hill's loyal little brother. A strong and burly black man, now wearing a bulging suit, he looks like a humanoid beast.

"Boss."

Mohar's expression was respectful. In his early years, he was hacked to death while fighting for territory with other gangs. It was Hill who saved him, so he vowed to be loyal to Hill, and he has always done so.

Although the status of the Crown Gang has plummeted, from a presence that could run rampant in the Denver area to now one that can be stepped on by anyone, Mohar has never thought of leaving.

"Come, print these out and mobilize all our strength. I want to find this person as soon as possible. This is also the guarantee of whether we can turn over."

Hill raised his cell phone, like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw.

He has been holding back during this period, allowing others to encroach on all the territory that originally belonged to him.

I was just waiting for this opportunity, and now the god of luck has finally come to me.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he said to the leaders who were lined up neatly under the steps,

"You may encounter obstacles this time. We have many competitors, so let's use our methods to do it. Success or failure depends on this."

He picked up the bourbon next to his hand, drank it in one gulp, and looked up at this magnificent hall that belonged to him.

From a street gangster to his current position, he has experienced so many ups and downs along the way. How could he just let others take away what belongs to him?

"I was born to be a big shot."

In the entire city of Denver, there are undercurrents surging under the calm water. Because of Lisko's energy, Haas's family, the Crown Gang, and people in various gray areas that Liszko has good friends with all mobilized.

Leiter, as well as ranchers near Garrison, all received the photo on their cell phones.

On the streets, you can see strong men everywhere holding mobile phones and staring at pedestrians and mobile phones.

Colorado Springs, the second largest city in Colorado, is also the home of the United States Air Force Academy.

In an abandoned building on the outskirts, Elf was avoiding searches from all directions.

If anyone who knows the inside story is here, they will be surprised to find that the man in front of them with a beard and messy hair, who looks like he walked out of a garbage dump, is the one in the photos on their mobile phones.

Elf was a little angry and smashed the hard bread on the ground, and then slumped on the ground helplessly.

"Damn Tiger, if I can go back this time, I will definitely kill you."

Elf is a Texan who came to Colorado to work because of the economic crisis.

Being a gambler by nature, he could not change his habit no matter where he went. As a lumberjack, he followed his colleague Tiger to find the local underground casino.

I spent all my salary on it, and I was dreaming that I could win a big sum. Who knew that I actually lost the game I was planning on? Not only did I lose all my chips, I also owed the casino a thousand dollars.

He is also a veteran in this industry, so he naturally knows that he has been tricked by Tiger and the casino.

He yelled and screamed, but the casino ignored him, threw Elf out of the door after being beaten up, and threatened him to pay off his gambling debt in three days, otherwise he would risk his life to repay it.

After hiding for a while, he was caught by the gang's Christmas party behind the casino.

Behind the Christmas party, the deputy mayor stood, who had become increasingly arrogant in recent times. They occupied the territory belonging to the Crown Gang, and they were in the limelight for a while.

After Elf begged hard, Christmas gave him a choice.

If he can help transport a shipment of drugs, the gang will not only forgive his debt, but also give him an additional thousand dollars.

After much thought and forced by torture, Elver finally agreed. In the face of life and death, any persistence can easily be shaken.