Chapter two hundred and eighty seventh tax collection
Clark drove Zero all the way to the front of a single-family villa.
"Is this your gathering point?" Zero asked when he saw this small villa with a high price in appearance.
"Well, I said, you can make a lot of money for the organization," Clark said. "Let's go, I'll take you to see the rest of the team first."
When I opened the door and entered the villa, there was a strong smell of smoke and wine in the house. Looking at the confusion opposite, Clark frowned slightly.
When I came to the living room, a boy with purple hair was sleeping on the sofa in the living room. The boy looked not very old, and he was just like an adult.
Zero looked at the table in front of the sofa, where there were a few tan sticky objects on the table, which were clearly opium.
"I remember you said that the people in your team are not taking drugs, right?" Zero said to Clark when he saw this.
Clark didn't say anything, and walked towards the purple-haired boy with a gloomy face.
"Hey, Simon." Clark shouted when he came to the sofa.
The boy named Simon opened his eyes slightly and saw Clark's pupils trembled and was shocked.
"Ke, Clark? You're not going to perform a mission, why are you so early......"
Before he finished speaking, Clark grabbed his collar and lifted him up. Then he threw him over his shoulder with one hand and suddenly threw him to the ground. It was not over yet. Clark turned over and rode on Simon, shaking his body.
Simon's face was a punch.
"I've said it many times. Opium is a good thing. If you dare to touch it, I will chop your hands. You treat my words as if you are in front of you, right?" Clark punched again.
This punch directly broke Simon's nose bridge, and the nose bleeding could not stop flowing down Simon's nose.
"Ahhh, I, I didn't, I just looked, I didn't suck!" Simon said quickly.
"Whether it is the organization or the team, the rules are absolutely supreme. You are violating the rules now, slapping me in the face, and slapping the organization in the face!" Clark said, his fists constantly greeting Simon's face.
At this time, something came from the upper floor. Zero looked up and saw that it was a light blonde-haired woman.
The woman saw Clark riding on Simon's body and beat him, and rushed over and pulled the two away.
"Luisa, you know about Simon's opium smoking, right?" Clark said before the woman could say anything.
"I, I don't know." Louisa shook her head and said hurriedly, "It's almost done, he won't do it again next time."
Clark snorted coldly, threw the remaining opium on the table into the trash can, and stomped it a few times.
"I'll say the last time, rules are the most important, and the first rule in our team is to never take drugs." Clark said with a long breath.
"Okay, OK, I got it, don't be so angry." Louisa comforted, found the bandage and bandage from the medicine box and began to bandage Simon.
"This one is..." At this time, Louisa noticed Zero behind her.
"I'll introduce it. This is Zero, a new member of our team." Clark said, looking at Zero, "This boy is Simon Walter, she is Louisa Fred."
Zero nodded slightly, and Louisa was the same, but Simon seemed to be immersed in the pain of being beaten, and didn't even look at Zero.
"There are two people in the team, where are they?" Zero asked.
"There are two more people collecting rent outside and they will probably not come back in the evening." Louisa replied, looking at Clark, "By the way, a new restaurant has been opened at the port, and the manager seems to be a foreigner."
"It's just right, explain to him the situation here and ask him to pay the money for this month first." Clark nodded and looked at Zero, "I'll leave this task to you and Simon."
"Hey?" Simon was stunned.
"You still remember what our team is responsible for." Clark ignored Simon's doubts and continued to ask.
"Casino operation rights, usury control rights, port management rights, restaurant tax rights, etc.."
"Yes, the restaurant tax right is the most widely used. We need to do the taxes in most areas." Clark said, "Every month, restaurants need to pay 20% of the monthly income as taxes.
, If it is a newly opened restaurant, you need to pay 50% of the amount used to open the store."
"It's really a good tax. What if someone doesn't pay it?" Zero asked.
"I said, rules are the first priority, if someone violates the rules." As he said that, Clark's eyes signaled Simon who was being bandaged, "This is the outcome, but it will be dozens of times more serious."
"Is that true, I understand." Zero nodded.
After Louisa bandaged Simon, Zero and Simon walked out of the villa.
"Can that newbie do it? She looks very weak?" Louisa asked after the two left.
"Weak? Then you're really wrong. I invited him into the team because I took a fancy to his strength." Clark shook his head and said, "And, I'm sure that guy is definitely a rule-abiding person."
"Hey, why are you so sure? It's the first time you met him."
"Eyes, Louisa, it's an eye. The eyes of those who follow the rules are completely different from those of those who are free and casual." Clark gestured in front of Louisa's eyes with his hands.
"Okay, okay, whatever you want." Louisa pushed Clark's hand away and said, "But can that guy really do such a thing? I heard that the owner of the restaurant in the port is not a good person, so he can't do it well.
If you see blood and life, you are not just talking about it. Can that guy do it?"
"Just watch it." Clark said thinking of the scene where Zero stepped on the Moshi's dry head.
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"Hey, you're called Zero, right?" Simon said while starting the car, and Zero nodded.
"Although it seems that you are older than me, I am a predecessor to the organization. I am your senior. Do you understand that you have to respect your senior?" Simon poked Zero's shoulder and said.
"knew."
"By the way, by the way, you should have a contract book," Simon asked.
"some."
“What is it?”
“………is not a contract worth telling.”
"Haha, is that?" Looking at Zero, Simon thought Zero had just some inexperienced watch books or banned books, "My contract book is a book of dismantling."
"What is that."
"Screws and nuts can be made on it by touching an object, and by unscrewing the screws, you can disassemble part of that thing."
Seeing that Zero didn't say anything, Simon asked Zero to extend his hand.
After Zero did as he did, Simon touched Zero's wrist. The next second, a huge screw screw screwed into the nut appeared on Zero's wrist. After Simon screwed off the screw, Zero's wrist fell off directly, but at the break
But no blood was spurted out, and Zero did not feel the pain.
"Haha, that's it." Rewiring the screws back, Zero's wrist also returned to normal.
"It's really awesome." Zero said in a plain tone.
"Hahaha, of course."
When they arrived at the restaurant in the port, the two got out of the car.
"Hey, get this." As soon as he was about to enter, Simon suddenly threw something over, and Zero caught it, and found it was a pistol.
"Although there is a contract, if there is no big deal, don't use the contract, such as collecting taxes. If the other party is not honest, just use this thing to let them submit." Simon said.
Zero nodded, pushed the door open and walked into the restaurant.
The restaurant is shining with colorful flashes, and there are also many audio speakers playing songs similar to heavy metal music.
"This is a restaurant that's clearly a bar." Looking at the atmosphere here, Zero thought to himself.
Simon looked around and went straight to the front desk. A man with almost torn muscles was frying and grilling steak there.
"Hey, you're the boss, right?" Simon asked looking at him.
The man didn't say anything, turned off the speaker next to the front desk and sneered.
"Yes, I'm the boss, is there any problem?"
"We are here to collect taxes. It depends on whether you are a foreigner and don't understand the rules. I will explain the rules to you first. Every month, the restaurant needs to pay 20% of the monthly income as taxes. If it is new, it is a new one.
The restaurant you open needs to pay 50% of the amount used to open the store. You are a new restaurant. Now show me the receipt you received when you opened the restaurant and submit the amount of 50%." Simon said.
"Hahahahaha!" The boss laughed out loud when he heard this, "What a joke, why should I pay so much tax for you!"
"Why? We are the biggest here, do you want to fight us?" Simon frowned and clenched his pistol.
"Do you know who I am?" The man said, and some strong men walked out of the other rooms, holding baseball bats and pistols in their hands, looking fierce and vicious.
"I don't care about your rules. I only know that this is the truth." The man said, waving his fist as big as a casserole.
Zero heard the man say this and silently closed the door.
"In other words, you don't plan to pay taxes according to the rules, right?" Zero asked at the strong men.
"No, I don't want money, I'll have to die. If you know the truth, go back and tell your boss what's going on!"
"Is that true?" Zero nodded, "Since that's the case, take your lives back."