Lisko’s American Life

"You ruined my life, and I won't make it easier for you."

Ah Fei slammed down the inferior whisky he bought in the convenience store, his eyes blurred, he slumped on the sofa, staring at the TV in a daze.

Since his last scandal at Les Ranch, his life has taken a nosedive. After returning to the hotel wet, he was told by the front desk that his girlfriend had checked out and his own luggage was taken to the lobby. .

He didn't have a single banknote all over his body, except his passport and ID card in his wallet, because every time he traveled with Park Jinying, she paid for it, so he didn't bring any money subconsciously.

Now he was abandoned by Park Jin-young, and he didn't even have money for a plane ticket home.

Borrowing the hotel's toilet to change into clean clothes, he took out the Nokia that could be used after the water was in, and frantically called Park Jinying, but the voice from the receiver made him understand that he had been blocked.

Angrily, he dropped his mobile phone. He wandered aimlessly on the street, thinking about continuing to work in his old business and finding a rich woman to get through the current crisis, but he approached him several times and was rejected, even the bodyguard's offer. The body can't get over it.

After trying a few times, he also knew that his model didn't seem to be popular in the eyes of Americans, so he had to take off his watch and go to the pawnshop in the lower city.

Before he reached the **** shop, he was surrounded by a group of black gangsters on a street corner, and ignoring his struggles, he snatched all his luggage.

The black man rummaged through his luggage, looked at the empty wallet with only his ID, tapped him and beat him, then took his watch and walked away.

When he woke up again after being knocked out, it was already night. He was injured and hungry. He struggled to get up. His clothes were torn and his luggage was gone.

After struggling to walk to the nearby police station, under the reception of the police, he had a meal, and then contacted the embassy before returning home safely.

After returning to South Korea, his hatred did not diminish, but became stronger as time passed. He checked the information on the Internet and secretly planned his own revenge.

Half a month ago, he came to the United States again, then rented an RV, went to a remote small ranch to buy hay, then put a lot of ice cubes, and then, afraid that it was not cruel enough, added his own poison.

Then, driving the RV, holding the tools, at four o'clock in the middle of the night when everyone was sleeping, he broke the fence and groped into Les's ranch.

Les Ranch has always been under modern management, so the ranch is not equipped with sheep dogs, so he went to the ranch safe and sound, sprinkled the hay he prepared and sprinkled it all over the place, and then drove the rented RV , back to the hotel.

In fact, he wanted to take revenge on Lesko and Lisko, but Lisko kept explaining it in simple terms, and he didn't know about Lisko's work and situation. Lesko was always accompanied by agents who had guns on them, so he hesitated. Still cowardly.

So he made up his mind to let Les lose a sum of money to vent his anger.

Looking at the TV, the news column had the words "A total of 3,000 cattle and 5 million US dollars lost." The words "a total of 3,000 cattle and 5 million US dollars.", his heart was very happy.

Because his own family is not wealthy, and the money he earned from the rich woman is used to squander it, so this time he came here with limited funds. After purchasing the tools for committing the crime, the remaining money is not much, so He could only succumb to the small hotel on the street, where even the hot water for bathing could not be guaranteed, but he didn't care, and he was very happy to see Les's tragic state.

Les here was also tracking down the perpetrator overnight. He gathered all the detectives and worked overtime in the monitoring room to check the surveillance cameras on the street.

Seeing that it was getting late, Les had thrown several clean coffee cups in front of him. Looking at the sleepy detectives, he greeted Johnson.

"Go buy something to eat for the brothers." Les took out his wallet and pulled out a few banknotes from it.

Johnson took it and hurried out of the office of the Livestock Association.

"Boss, there is a situation."

A detective yells in front of the surveillance.

"Huh?" Les jumped up from his sofa chair and ran in front of him.

"Here, you see, there's a bend here, and around five o'clock, an RV came out of here, and it's straight to the ranch."

The detective slowed down, the screen moved frame by frame, and Les's eyes were fixed on him. Finally, he could see the car clearly.

"Copy the license plate, then look up whose car it is, and find this person for me."

Leith's fist slammed on the table, and finally there was news of the mastermind behind the scenes, and his drowsy brain suddenly became clear.

The agents of the Livestock Association are all ranchers and senior cowboys from nearby ranches. They are all locals who have lived here for more than three generations, so there are many means and ways to get through. After quickly knowing the license plate number, everyone used their relationship to inquire. .

The detectives had connections to all the gray and black people in Colorado, plus Les's fame, and word came back soon after.

"Sir, my cousin gave me news~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and said that this car was from Old Nick's rental car in the East District, or that he stole it and sold it to Old Nick."

An agent reports to Les who is sitting in the seat.

"Go and bring him here."

Les's tone was cold.

Johnson, who was instructed to drive the car with two people with a pistol in his waist, left the office.

After a while, the sound of the car coming back rang at the door, and a strong white man was brought over and thrown in front of Les. Also has a black crown tattooed.

"Is this car yours? Who is it leased to?"

Les threw the printed vehicle to him and asked aloud.

With disdain on his face, Old Nick glanced out of the corner of his eye, then spat out and replied casually.

"I don't know, I can't leak customer information."

Les stood up, looked at him coldly, and said nothing.

The strong momentum shocked Old Nick, and then he shouted angrily,

"I'm from the Crown Gang, you'd better let me go."

Les stared at him, and suddenly, a left hook hit Nick in the face, and the huge impact brought him to the ground.

Les picked up the chair on the side and slammed it hard,

"Bang bang bang."

Blood splattered on the floor on one side, and Nick's screams went from rapid at the beginning to weak at the back.

Leith was a little tired, wiped the blood that shot from his hands on him, and then grabbed his collar.

"Shit, you know what? I lost five million dollars, and if you don't talk to me, I'll shoot you, no matter what kind of **** you are, so you understand?"

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