Lisco's American Life

But Noye's character doesn't care about this.

Nowadays, the Christmas party has greatly increased its strength and does not care about some malicious prying eyes. This is not the first time that this kind of secretly seeking information has happened.

Every time it's just a small fuss, and the worst is just a loss of some goods through channels.

Thinking of this, my originally doubtful mood relaxed.

As for who he might provoke, that is even more nonsense. He is a member of the underworld, and he is not in the same class as those celebrities and nobles, so he cannot get along with them, let alone offend them.

Elf dressed himself as a homeless man and moved towards his destination little by little.

Tramps like the one he dressed as can be seen everywhere in the United States, so people don't care at all if there is another homeless person on the street.

He looked at the scattered gangsters gathering together on the street to smoke, and he knew that what these people were looking for was him.

As for why the people chasing him have changed a lot, he has never thought clearly. He can only lament that the Crown Gang was indeed the largest gang in the Denver area before. Although they are now unlucky and hindered, they were caught up from behind at the Christmas party.

, but the truth that a skinny camel is bigger than a horse is still true.

Moving to an unprepossessing hardware store, Elf looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he quickly got into the store.

"Hey, Job, this is not the place you should come."

Although he was wearing the uniform of all hardware stores, the tattoos leaking from his neck and his sturdy figure made people feel that the man in front of him was more than just an ordinary hardware store clerk.

This is a delivery point for the Christmas party. The hardware store is just a cover-up. It is hard for anyone to imagine that a drug dealer's stronghold would be opened in a developed commercial district. All goods delivered will be graded in the backyard here.

There are many scattered dealers who reinstall and hand it over to customers.

"It's me. I'm Elf. Richelle asked me to come here. I'm the driver this time."

Elver saw that the other party was about to take action and quickly spoke out.

"Elver?"

The strong man looked at the unfamiliar face in front of him, and then took out the photo printed by the person in charge of the factory from the right side of his pocket.

This is how they identify different riders each time.

After carefully comparing the photo with the appearance of the person in front of him, even though Elf looked very embarrassed now, it was still obvious that it was this person.

"Why are you here now? According to regulations, you should have arrived yesterday morning. We thought you ran away with the goods."

The strong man's tone was filled with dissatisfaction. In their eyes, Elf, a driver with gambling debts, was of a lower status than himself.

"No, no, how dare I."

Cold sweat broke out on Elf's forehead, and his expression was full of uneasiness.

"alright."

The strong man interrupted Elf's continued explanation and spoke directly.

"Where's the goods? You should have brought three million worth of goods this time, 10,000 pills per package, fifteen packages in total."

"Goods, goods,"

Finally, at this time, there was more cold sweat on Elf's forehead, and the flawless lie he had made up on the road could not be told in the strong man's cold eyes.

"What happened?"

Seeing Elf's silence, the strong man knew that there was something wrong with the goods this time. The goods originally promised to the customer had been deducted due to overtime. If the goods were lost this time, the consequences would be more serious.

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It is very likely that customers will switch to other suppliers because of this delayed order, and the gang will also lose a large part of the market.

What's more important is that your reputation is bad. In this industry, if your reputation is not good and people are no longer willing to do business with you, then all the foundation you have accumulated will be wasted.

Originally, this kind of thing couldn't be done by a novice, and Elf was a layman, so no one was sure whether he would betray him or not.

However, due to the expansion of the territory, the manpower was dwarfed in all aspects, so the leader in charge of this area had no choice but to think of more solutions, which was the source of Elf's misfortune.

However, the leader is not the kind of person who has no brains. The routes he assigns to these novices are all routes that have been traveled by veterans and have not had any problems in several years.

Only veterans with rich experience will be sent out to open up new freight routes.

The Elver route is even more safe among the safe. Except for passing by the Crown Gang at Sunset West Mountain, it can be said to be a smooth journey.

As for everyone's departure arrangements, similar to "if the goods are intercepted, find a way to report it to the police, and don't increase the strength of your opponents or other gangs" are all commonplace clichés.

Elf's series of saucy operations seemed to be because his nerves were too tense. It seemed that everyone was at war with others. If there was the slightest hint of trouble, he would immediately abandon the goods and escape.

Elf was confused as he spoke, but the strong man roughly understood what he meant.

Of course, the words that came out of Elf's mouth were embellished. He completely picked himself out. The failure of delivering the goods was attributed to him being tracked.

When things got to this point, no matter how angry the strong man was, he had no way to deal with it. Looking at the man in front of him who shrank because of fear, the strong man clenched his fists.

The current solution is to report it to the superiors and wait for the leader to deal with it. This will cost the gang three million dollars in goods, and everyone in this group may be implicated.

"Can you give me something to eat? I, I haven't eaten for several days, so I walked all the way back."

Elf looked at the man whose expression was constantly changing in front of him and asked in a low voice.

"You still want to eat? You know that we are all going to be dealt with this time. The only thing we can do now is to pray to God that the boss will let us go. But this is obviously a luxury hope."

The furious strong man looked at the man fiercely, and without any thought of communicating, he went straight to the lounge backstage.

Elver watched the strong man leave. At this time, no matter how slow he was, he knew that he might have messed up this time, and the consequences would be serious. The goods were worth three million US dollars.

Three million dollars! Only now did Elver realize the value of the large bag of things he brought, because as a non-drug user, he didn't understand the price, which is why the Christmas party asked them to deliver it.

Only those who do not understand values ​​will not have evil thoughts, and those who do not take drugs can ensure that they will not commit theft due to drug addiction. Despite such strict preventive measures, the person who formulated them never imagined that he would encounter someone like Elf.