United states tax collector

After hearing this information, Anthony could no longer maintain his composure. His fists clenched unconsciously, and large beads of sweat continued to fall from his forehead.

Forget it if the Inspection Bureau investigates the affairs of his ex-wife and brother-in-law.

Now, Holt, Warren, and the others have actually been investigated, and most importantly, the details of several of his accomplices have been found out.

Everyone knows how powerful the IRS is, and today, he finally learned the lesson. It is indeed not comparable to those idiots in the police station!

"Mr. Inspector, as a casino employee, I need to deal with many people every day. It is inevitable that I will forget some faces."

"But after your reminder, I remembered that there are three friends who robbed money. Please give me some time. I will go talk to them and see if they understand this matter clearly!"

Anthony knows very well that these guys at the IRS are not easy to mess with.

This group of people holds Shang Fang's sword, and even the president is afraid of them.

What's more, now that people have so much evidence, there won't be any good fruits if they continue to resist.

So he was ready to compromise.

Of course, he was ready to compromise, but he couldn't completely make the decision on this matter. He had to talk to his other accomplices first.

"Can!"

David looked at his watch, and then said: "But I need the results before five o'clock in the afternoon. Mr. Anthony, you are a smart man, you should know what to do, right?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Inspector, I understand!"

…

Entrance to Encar Casino.

Accompanied by the manager, Nissen and David walked out and got into the car.

"David, have you investigated this case?"

Nissen couldn't wait to ask.

Judging from Anthony's demeanor just now, the so-called Paul, Holt, and Warren are definitely not made up out of thin air!

These people are probably some of Anthony's accomplices!

Otherwise, this guy would never be so panicked!

It's just that he couldn't figure it out. He spent a lot of time and was only able to find out about Anthony's ex-wife and brother-in-law.

How did David find out the details of these three accomplices?

"I did some research, and luckily I found some clues!"

David smiled and didn't deny it.

"Okay, it's so hard for you to hide it from me. I didn't expect that you would actually have your mind set on this case!"

"But then again, how did you find out the details of those three guys?"

What Neeson wants to know most is this.

"You have your way, and I have mine!"

"This... okay..."

Nissen hesitated to speak, but he finally understood the meaning and did not continue to ask further questions.

In the IRS system, each auditor has his or her own means of inspecting taxes.

These methods may include a lot of shady methods or even violations of the law.

So it's human nature for David to not want to reveal anything.

Of course, the IRS doesn't care about this, as long as the taxes can be raised and the matter is not made big, it doesn't matter what means are used!

…

Fremont Street in the old city, the entrance of a bungalow.

Anthony, who came in a hurry from Enkar Casino, frowned slightly after hearing the deafening music coming from the house.

"I'm so fucking furious, but I'm still happy here!"

Anthony cursed loudly and kicked the door open.

Inside the house at this time, a dozen men and women were still immersed in the sound of music, completely unaware of the intrusion.

It wasn't until the music stopped the next second that these people finally became more awake.

And when they discovered that the culprit of all this was actually Anthony, they even started to curse on the spot.

"boom!"

Anthony didn't tolerate them either. He picked up the gun on the table and fired a shot at the ceiling, which instantly frightened these people into running away.

"Get the hell out of here!"

No one dared to press any further and immediately jumped out towards the door.

Soon, there was only a black man lying on the sofa.

Anthony came over, slapped the man's face repeatedly, and kept shouting "Wake up".

At this moment, two men walked in at the door.

One was a bit thin, and the other was wearing a plaid shirt, looking a bit fierce, with a bulging waist.

"Anthony, why are you calling us here in such a hurry?"

asked the man in the plaid shirt.

"Wake up Holt first!"

The man in the plaid shirt glanced at Holt on the sofa, and then walked into the bathroom without saying anything.

Two or three minutes later, he walked out with a bucket of water, came to Holt's side, grabbed his head and stuffed it into the bucket.

"Cough cough cough..."

Under a violent cough, Holt struggled to throw away the arm of the man in the plaid shirt, and looked at the surrounding situation with confused eyes.

"Anthony, Warren, Paul, why are you here!"

"Wake up, something big happened!"

Upon hearing Anthony's words, Warren and Paul's expressions darkened, while Holt, who was still in a dazed state, suddenly became more awake.

"Anthony, what's going on?"

Anthony first walked to the door and closed it, then came back and said in a low voice: "The thing about the deposit car has been exposed!"

"What, the police found out?"

The three of them were startled and asked in unison.

"No, it's from the IRS!"

Hearing the words IRS, the three people's brains instantly short-circuited.

But soon, Warren reacted immediately. He breathed a sigh of relief and replied speechlessly: "What we robbed is the money for the deposited car. Is it none of their business?"

Anthony spread his hands and replied helplessly: "It's really none of their business. Here's the thing..."

Anthony told the story of the black tax bill one by one.

After hearing what they said, the three of them were all stunned.

They took huge risks to plan such a robbery, and now they finally succeeded. Are you telling me that they have to pay taxes to the IRS?

This thing is too outrageous!

"I'm so fucking stupid, why?"

As a gang member, Warren has a hot temper, and he is also Mexican. Unlike native Americans, Warren does not have a complete understanding of the IRS.

All he knows is that I risked my life to grab this money. Does anyone else want a share of the money?

Even if the King of Heaven comes, there is no way!

"Why? Just because they can freeze our accounts at any time and send out armed forces to deal with us at any time!"

Anthony glanced at Warren, who didn't know the heights of the world.

"Don't be impulsive Warren, this is outrageous and aggrieved, but this is the United States, and the IRS is not something to be trifled with. They are targeting us, so we'd better compromise!"

Paul was born and raised in the United States. He knew very well how powerful the IRS was and planned to admit defeat.

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