Lisco's American Life

Noye drove his car, dodging pistol fire left and right. He almost leaned over the steering wheel without looking at the road ahead. As soon as the steering wheel turned, he drove towards an alley.

"Fuck!"

The gold teeth in his mouth were still shining brightly, but the clothes on his body were no longer as clean and tidy as before.

This was already the third day that he had been evading capture. During these three days, he seemed to be in a dream, falling from heaven to hell in one fell swoop, without even realizing what had happened.

As the boss of the Christmas party, he had been in such a mess when he was swept away by the Crown Gang, but now this long-lost feeling has returned to him again, and everything still makes him so powerless and angry.

In the past three days, too many things had happened, and all of them seemed to have accumulated together, leaving him with no time to deal with it. The originally grand Christmas party also collapsed in an instant.

All the key members were arrested. When the gangsters saw that something was wrong, they became cautious in their words and deeds and no longer acted under the guise of a Christmas party.

The Crown Gang and other condescending gangs seemed to have made an agreement to cooperate with the police in cleaning up, arresting the original Christmas party members, and their territory was also occupied by them.

He suddenly became the target of public criticism.

Even his backer blocked Noye's phone number directly, as if the two parties had never known each other. Seeing this situation, Noye felt extremely familiar.

Isn’t this a lesson learned from the Crown Gang?

He had taken advantage of that opportunity to rise up in the past, but now things have turned and it's time for him to be unlucky.

The difference is that the Crown Gang reacted quickly at the time. Although they lost their backer, they were not forced to do so. Instead, they gained the other party's understanding. In general, they only lost their territory and their strength, and everything was possible as before.

But Noye can't. Until now, he only knows that he has offended a big shot. Although the other party has not directly spoken out against him, there are many people who want to please him, and the most enthusiastic ones are his old enemies, the Crown Gang.

Noye hammered the steering wheel angrily. If he hadn't been lucky this time, he didn't happen to be at the headquarters, and had received a tip-off from his younger brother, he would have turned in.

Now that the drug manufacturing factories and all gang-related industries have been shut down for rectification, and behind the scenes, they have been divided up by other gangs who have come forward in this stimulus operation. There is no possibility of turning around at the Christmas party.

Thinking back on the rise of the gang, it was as if they were under a enchantment spell. All the gang members began to become a little arrogant and arrogant, even him, the gang leader himself, was like this.

Under the siege of the pursuing soldiers, Noye seemed to suddenly wake up. He was just a gangster and had no way to compete with those upper-class people with power and wealth.

Take this time as an example, if the Christmas Club could learn from the lessons of the previous boss, the Crown Gang, they would never end up like this.

They were all confused by the great situation of the gang. After all, they had a steady stream of gold mines such as drug manufacturing factories, and they had backers above them. They also had interests intersecting with many people in the police station, and they seemed to be able to dominate the state capital.

But what I didn't expect is that these are rootless duckweeds. As long as the upper class people say a word, they will be destroyed with a single click, and everything will be occupied by the latecomers.

While Noye was furious, he was also a little lucky. It was not too late for him to wake up now. At least he, the boss, had not been caught yet. When he accumulated strength, he would have a chance to start again.

Noye used his trusted insiders to contact the smugglers and make the deal.

Taking his last savings, he took a boat at night and left Colorado. His next destination was neighboring Mexico, which is the paradise of sin and the hope for his rise.

Noye sat on the bow of the boat, looking at the glorious United States in the night, thinking silently in his heart.

"I will definitely come back. When I come back, it will be the time when the name Christmas Party rings again."

Hill sat on the chair that originally belonged to the Christmas party headquarters, touching the cold armrests under his hands, looking at the hall with a good view, and the smile on his lips was about to bloom with joy.

As the biggest beneficiary of this crackdown on the Christmas Party, Hill used Lisko's signature to acquire a lot of territory, not only reaching the level of its heyday, but also having a little leftover.

Of course, he had asked Lisko for instructions on these matters. Of course, Lisko did not respond directly. He just did not speak and was silent for a few seconds before hanging up the phone.

Lisko considered that he should develop some subordinate forces, but he also cherished his feathers and did not want to get involved too deeply, so everything was done relying on tacit understanding.

Hill immediately understood what he meant, and relying on Lisko's reputation, he was treated as a guest of honor by the police department and all relevant personnel.

Even the congressmen who had abandoned them before called and apologized for their past actions.

This made the stone that suppressed Hill for a long time disappear.

However, Hill did not get carried away because he had gone through these ups and downs. He was extremely aware of the role of people like himself, and reminded his subordinates to be cautious in their words and actions, and to keep a low profile in everything they do.

Everything can be easily lost and regained easily. Hill was taught by this absurd incident that his vision has always been too low. Everything in this world can be obtained with interests and strength.

distinguish.

Although the previous congressmen did not have to be afraid of offending Lisko, in order to prevent Lisko from treating themselves as enemies, they easily regarded the forces they cultivated as abandoned sons.

For the sake of profit, he could humble himself and apologize to Hill, who was like a dog he had raised before, hoping to get Lisko's line from him.

"Boss, we have harvested five drug manufacturing factories this time, and we have brought back all our old customers. We are just waiting to start construction immediately so that our gold mines can produce output."

The second in command of the Crown Gang, Mohar walked in excitedly, interrupting Hill's enjoyment.

"Okay, remember our rules."

"Okay, boss, I'll remember it."

Mohar responded directly. These days, their ears are going to grow numb when they hear this sentence.

"Keep a low profile."

Lisko's three views on compulsory education in his previous life made him stay away from drugs, but this drug is really rampant in the United States, and Lisko does not love his country that much. For these things, he only guarantees that he and

All my friends will not touch me. As for others, I love him to death. He is not that holy yet.

The interests were there, and it was a bit unkind to ask Hill not to touch him. Lisko could only strictly request that the goods could only be shipped in bulk within the state and were not allowed to cross other countries.

Of course, Hill recognized them. They are not yet powerful enough to become transnational drug lords.

The local market can provide them with plenty of food.