Lisko’s American Life

Now that the business is done, it's time for small talk. Charles sees Hill's attitude as flattering, and there may be many more cooperations in the future. As the only dark force under Lisko, the two are bound to get involved very deep.

So Charles began to speak out about some things.

"Hill, I have a sentence that I don't know whether I should say it bluntly."

When Hill heard this, the hand that poured the wine immediately paused,

"It's okay, tell me, is there anything I can do for you?"

"No, I don't need your help, it's your business."

After drinking a glass of wine, Charles obviously became more active in speaking.

"Didn't you find out when you acted last time? Your men are really good and weak, which is not conducive to future development. Besides, the main purpose of the boss recruiting you is to be able to control Denver's intelligence. But last time the results were not as expected.”

Speaking of this, Hill also became a little dejected. He is indeed a good hand in gang business, but when it comes to rectifying these things, he has no energy left.

As for the gang's shortcomings, he is naturally clear, but he has never had a suitable starting point, and he doesn't know where to start.

"I know it all, but I don't understand how to do it."

Hill's mood also began to sink, and he refilled Charles' empty glass again, then picked up the whiskey in front of him and drank it in one go.

"Well, the mercenaries have a lot of free time now, you can recruit some elites to train in the past, and externally, develop more suitable peripheral personnel to act as eyes and ears, so that at least no matter what happens in Denver, you can immediately Know,"

After the elites have been trained, their combat effectiveness will definitely rise in a straight line. Even if the number of personnel is reduced, the Crown Gang’s deterrence against the outside world can be guaranteed. Naturally, the more peripheral personnel, the better, and they must be able to use the name of the Crown Gang. For many punks, it is quite attractive.

Of course, Hill understood this truth. Seeing that Charles was willing to help, he immediately raised his wine glass, and pushed the glass to Charles with a happy face. The relationship between the two became closer and closer in the glass of wine.

When Charles left the bar, it was already two hours later. He took a glass of lemonade from the counter, and felt that the feeling of drunkenness had subsided a lot, and his whole body was much more sober. However, driving is not allowed, although even If it is found out, it is easy to find a relationship to fish it out, but there is no need to do such a waste of human affection.

He hired a taxi casually, told the driver his destination, and Charles began to rest in the back seat with his eyes closed.

"Here we are, sir."

Charles broke away from the feeling of drowsiness, took out a few small bills from his wallet, and handed them over.

The driver also knew that the rest must be a tip, and such a generous customer is really rare, so he immediately thanked him.

Charles looked up and looked at the golden signboard shining in the sun, "Lee's Gym."

In order to prevent the mercenaries from being too idle, Lisko spent part of the funds and sponsored everyone to open several gyms in Denver. This is the headquarters, and almost all mercenaries work here to get paid. They are fitness coaches, but as soon as something happens, these muscular men can take up weapons and easily destroy every enemy with malicious intentions.

Last time, it was by means of the mercenaries that they were able to find the trace of Noye from the huge city so quickly, and finally successfully eliminated this crisis.

Taking the elevator, I went straight to the floor where the gym is located. At first, this job was just a cover, but later most of the mercenaries fell in love with this position. They can sweat their sweat every day and commute to and from get off work on time. This kind of life was something he dreamed of in the military camp before.

"Huh, ha, drink."

Before he walked in, the sound of boxing had already reached Charles' ears. He smiled, feeling as if he had returned to the time when he was in the military, and his eyes were full of memories.

As soon as the door was opened, the eyes of everyone in the room turned. The business of the gym is still good. Charles took a brief look, and the people he saw were all customers he had never seen before.

Although Denver is not a city famous for its high-tech, but because of the local preferential tax conditions, there are still many companies that choose to live here, and most of the gyms are customers from these companies, all of them with big bellies. Work up a sweat on the gym equipment.

"team leader."

A familiar team member called Charles, and before he could answer, a wind passed through his ears. Although he drank a little wine, it didn't affect Charles' muscle memory at all. He squatted down immediately, avoiding the unexpected coming attack.

"You boy."

Charles smiled and shook his head. We are all comrades in arms. The best way to say hello is to come to the last battle, so this is almost always the way to say hello when we meet.

Before he could stand still, another attack came. Charles immediately suppressed his smile and started to fight back. If he was really defeated by these brats, then his captaincy would be in vain.

He knocked down the two people in front of him three times, five times and two times. He eagerly looked at the rest of the team members to make sure that no one would rush up again, so he was a little slack.

"You guys are really energetic, well, stop messing around, let's go in, we have something to talk about."

"The captain really hasn't changed at all, we are not opponents yet."

The two team members on the ground looked at each other and smiled, then held hands, borrowed some strength from each other, and stood up.

The group walked directly to the rest area of ​​the office, and Rooney, the oldest, spoke first.

"Is there any mission? The brothers are almost rusty."

For them, what happened last time was just a simple movement of the body. Almost everyone is very eager to have another mission like India. After all, it is not easy to support a family.

"Not yet, but the boss has rewarded us for what happened last time. No, each of you has 10,000 US dollars. You can share it,"

Charles took out two checks from his pocket, one of which was issued by himself, and the other was issued by Lisko. After all, if there were only one hundred thousand dollars, it would only be five thousand dollars in everyone's hands. What a special reward.

In addition, as the captain, he was very satisfied with the mission last time, and naturally he was rewarded. His annual salary is almost one million dollars, so it is still very easy to take out these.