"Sorry, my condolences." About half an hour later, Kai sat in front of Leon again.
After hearing what Kai said, Leon froze on the spot, as if his soul was out of his body, motionless. He sat for a long time, covering his face with his hands, bit by bit with great force, as if to remove a layer of
Skin, a wisp of emotion, has been rubbed off over a period of time.
Kai was standing by and suddenly felt that this guy was quite loyal.
"Can I see her?" After a while, Leon spoke again.
Kai was stunned.
"She?" The third person pronouns of men and women in English are completely different in pronunciation. Kai didn't understand why there was a female "she"?
Leon was also stunned. "Not her?"
Only then did Kai realize that he had not made it clear just now: "I'm talking about old Tony!"
Leon's first reaction was to be thankful. He breathed a sigh of relief: "Oh oh oh! That's good, that's good..."
But as he talked, he felt something was wrong. What the heck, old Tony was his old friend for more than 20 years! Even if old Tony betrayed him, but...it's not good to say that...well, it's not good.
Is this considered forgetfulness?
Kai looked at him with a strange expression.
"Tony...what's going on?" Leon suddenly felt his face burning up. This was so embarrassing. Just now he was talking about the story between him and Tony, but...
"He was silenced. When we found him, he was already dead." Kai was a little surprised by this.
Leon's mood suddenly dropped. Although his relationship of more than twenty years was not as good as that of a little girl who had only been with him for more than ten days, Leon was still very sad when he suddenly heard about Tony's fate. For more than twenty years, the old man
Tony was the one he talked to the most.
"Do you know who did it?" Leon asked in a low voice.
"I don't know... you should have thought that there are too many people who would kill him." Kai said helplessly. If he had known this, he should have arrested old Tony directly. In the police station, those people would at least know how to kill him.
Be more restrained.
It's not a pity for old Tony, it's normal for such a person to be killed.
Unfortunately for Kay, without the testimony of old Tony, it would be difficult to convict Guzman.
It was also at this time that the door of the interrogation room was knocked again. A policeman walked up to Kai's ear with a sullen face and told him another bad news.
Marigio was killed in the restaurant he frequented.
"Fake!" Kai cursed in a low voice.
It seems that someone is planning to kill someone and silence them.
Now, the most suspected person is Guzman.
…
Just when Kai targeted Guzman, Guzman didn't stop now.
Norman came to see him.
In a room on the ground floor of an apartment building in the South District. Norman arrived here with a few of his men.
A gangster wanted to come up and search him, but Norman grabbed his finger and forced it away: "This is my new suit, get away."
There was a click, and the gangster screamed, holding his hands and taking two steps back.
Everyone in the room frowned.
But Guzman remained silent for a moment, just waving his hand, and the four men behind him dropped their hands that were touching the handle of the gun.
Norman walked not far from him: "Guzman, long time no see. How are you doing?"
"Still so busy, so busy that I don't even have time to spend time with my family. Recently, my wife has been complaining that I have neglected my family." Guzman is a bald and strong man who looks like the kind of person who is not easy to mess with.
Character. He held a cigar in his mouth and asked slightly maliciously: "What about you? How are you? I heard that you have been in a lot of trouble recently and are being chased around by the police?"
Norman laughed a little nervously: "Why, you also want to add insult to injury?"
Guzman shook his head: "No, no matter what, we are all old friends. The most I can do is gloat."
As he said this, the villain laughed like a devil. His little brother also laughed as well.
Norman's face changed, a ferocious look flashed, and his fingers twitched, as if he was about to draw a gun at any time.
The men around Guzman had been staring at Norman, so they immediately took a defensive posture. As long as Norman dared to make any dangerous move, they would immediately draw their guns and shoot.
Norman gritted his teeth and looked at Guzman, feeling a sense of sadness as if a tiger had fallen and was bullied by a dog.
Seeing Norman's expression of anger but not speaking out, Guzman suddenly felt a sense of joy. As for Norman as a person... everyone who knows him can tell you responsibly that this is an out-and-out person.
Except for McGee and a few other people, no one can tolerate him.
This was the case with Guzman. Every time he saw Norman's arrogant and domineering look, he wanted to draw a gun and shoot him in the greasy head.
But he didn't dare.
Guzman has other foundations behind him, so he is not afraid of Norman, but assassination? I really don't dare.
Just because Norman is covered in DEA skin.
That layer of skin doesn't matter to Kai, but for drug dealers like them, this layer of skin is very scary.
So no matter how unhappy he was with Norman, Guzman still had to endure it.
But now...there is no need to bear it any longer!
Without the DEA skin, Guzman is no longer afraid of Norman.
Guzman's face was cold, with a hint of ferocity and joking in his eyes: "Norman, we heard the news that you killed the Lando family."
Norman's face was gloomy, but he didn't dare to show any weakness: "Why, you want to avenge him."
Guzman shook his head: "No, it has nothing to do with us if he dies several times. But I heard that he was unlucky because he swallowed your goods, right?"
Norman: "Yes, but I didn't kill all his family. He also had a daughter who happened to be away, so I couldn't kill her together."
Thinking of that girl, Norman's teeth itched with hatred. He had known that he should have eliminated the root cause, but his momentary negligence caused him to lose everything. Now he was threatened and despised by a dealer he despised.
Guzman showed a sneer: "Lando has a deal with you. It turns out that he just swallowed your goods, and the 99% purity we wanted became 90% purity. Norman, don't you think this is a coincidence?
?"
Norman showed disdain: "It's a business rule to pay one hand for the money and the goods in front of you. I sell several tons of goods every year, and no one dares to play tricks after the fact. How many times have you taken goods from me? This is the truth for you.
I do not know?"
In the drug industry, there is indeed such a rule. In the drug trade, the riskiest part is the transportation process. Generally speaking, after the seller ships the goods, they are not responsible for any accidents that occur later. If you are cheated, you deserve it.
After all, no one can guarantee what happened in the middle, so in order to avoid trouble, once the money and goods are settled by both parties, it means that the transaction is completely over.
Guzman snorted twice and his tone became dangerous: "Norman, we have been doing business for seven or eight years. I trusted you so I didn't check every step. You just deceived me like this?"
Norman became completely gloomy, and said with a dangerous sneer at the corner of his mouth: "What do you want?"
"Of course compensation!"
Guzman knew that Norman came to him because he must have something to ask for. Guzman is also a thief. Since Norman is in trouble, he doesn't mind adding insult to injury and making a fortune from him. As for whether he dares to do so when the time comes
If you drop Norman...it just depends on your mood.
"Hehehehe, hahahahaha." Without warning, Norman suddenly laughed wildly. Not only Guzman's men were startled, but also Norman's men were a little confused. Could it be that they were sick again? "You want to talk to him?"
Will Lando kill the whole family?"
Guzman's face immediately turned dark: "Are you threatening me?"
Norman sneered: "I can crush a lot of drug sellers like you with one kick. I'm just telling you a fact. If you don't want to die, just shut up. There are many people who want to cause trouble for me, but
After all these years, don’t you think I’m still alive and well?”
Norman didn't look at him as a drug dealer, but in fact he looked down on those dealers. In other words, he had never regarded himself as the same kind as those dealers. Even now, it's the same.
"you……"
"You don't think I dare to come to you without any backup plan?" Norman didn't give Guzman a chance to speak at all. He took out a mobile phone from his arms, turned it on, and clicked on the video player inside.
A video was played, showing the transaction between Norman and Guzman.
"You're cheating on me!!!" When he saw this, Guzman didn't know that Norman had already prepared this, which meant that he had been prepared for it a long time ago.
Norman didn't even bother to explain, isn't it common sense to be cautious when dealing with dealers like them? There's nothing to be excited about.
"I have made hundreds of copies of these videos. As long as something happens to me, these things will be released immediately. When the time comes... I think the police will be very happy to send you to hell to see me. What do you think, are you surprised or surprised?
"
Watching the video played on his mobile phone, Guzman's mind was spinning, hesitating between killing Norman or holding back and keeping his business.
Norman now has a group of five people. If he wants to take action, he must kill Norman and his men.
Once he started, he didn't even talk about whether they could succeed. He just said that killing them would inevitably lead to huge losses, and it might not be possible to achieve the goal. He was a little hesitant. He didn't believe that Norman had really copied this video several times.
Put 100 copies elsewhere. But what if something happens?
Norman looked at his expression and laughed.
be cheated!
Norman actually only had this video, and he was not stupid. There was himself in the video! How could he give a video that could harm himself to others? So he just wanted to scare Guzman.
As if to show that he was confident, Norman took out an iron box from his chest that was one-third the size of a palm. He shook it to his ear and listened to the subtle knocking sound. He opened it.
He picked up the small iron box, picked up one of the seven or eight capsules inside, and stuffed it into his mouth.
Click!
He bit into the capsule and swallowed the powder inside.
After a while, he slowly raised his head, twisted his shoulders back and forth a few times, and his originally pale face turned rosy.
He lowered his head and looked at Guzman opposite: "Do as I ask, otherwise, I don't mind dragging you to death."
The anger in Guzman's heart that was about to be suppressed by reality suddenly arose: "You..."
It's a pity that he is not a lunatic like Norman.
"What do you want?"
The smile on Norman's face widened.
He knew that these dealers could not get on the stage.
The coward will die.
"I want to leave Los Angeles. I know you have a smuggling channel under your control. I just want you to send us out of the United States. We can go anywhere." Norman made his request.
"You!" Even his own younger brother didn't know that Guzman had a smuggling channel in his hands, but Norman, a criminal policeman, actually knew about it! This made Guzman feel humiliated, and at the same time, he also had a crush on Norman.
The fear became even deeper.
"I see."
…
Guzman compromised. Not only did he fail to get a deal from Norman, but he was also forced to help Norman escape. It's embarrassing to think about it.
Norman and his men, led by Guzman's men, passed through the city's sewer network and came to a world that the outside world had never known.
Underworld!
This is certainly not a Western fantasy novel where dark elves and the like appear.
The underground world here refers to the city sewers.
Western cities attach great importance to the construction of sewers, especially those cities with a long history. The sewers have formed an underground city like a magical world due to the precipitation of time. For example, Paris has experienced hundreds of years of construction, resulting in
The sewers in Paris are all 50 meters below the ground in Paris. The waterways are crisscrossed and dense like a spider web, with a total length of 2,347 kilometers, far larger than the Paris Metro.
Los Angeles is even more exaggerated. The only underground drainage pipes in Los Angeles are kilometers long. The largest pipes, you can even drive a car in them. These pipe networks have been through 100 years.
This also gave many homeless poor people a place to hide.
According to incomplete statistics, there are about tens of thousands of people living in the sewers of Los Angeles. They are distributed in the century-old sewers of Los Angeles and have formed communities one by one. It is dark, damp and cold here, far away from the sun, and the bustling hustle and bustle on the ground seems to be another world.
Things. The further you go inside, the more you are left with nothing but bone-deep darkness and silence. Only the dripping water will accompany your clear and hesitant footsteps.
Most of the people gathered here are unemployed, some are drug addicts, some are women who have had abortions or were promiscuous, and some are "ex-convicts" who have just been released from prison.
But there is no denying that this is the best hiding place in Los Angeles.
Guzman has a secret stronghold underground. He even spent a lot of effort to transform a section of old pipes into an underground fortress, specially used for refuge and storage of important supplies... such as contraband.
…
At the same time, Pepper was in Tony's villa, facing Tony with a serious face, he sighed resignedly, and his shoulders slumped: "You know what? You are everything to me, and I am willing to do everything for you.
Anything.”
With that said, she put the things she brought on the table, picked up Tony's specially made decoding downloader, and turned around to leave.
Tony looked at what Pepper put down, but it was the replaced simple Ark reactor.
Now it is placed on a base and covered with a glass cover, like a medal.
His face was complicated, and his thoughts were confused.
