Lisko’s American Life

"Ding dong."

Since the last time Hill made a stumble, the whole person has become more and more low-key, putting away the hip-hop style that he used to be covered in gold chains, imitating the suits and leather shoes of lawyers and doctors, and tying up his unruly and unruly hair.

From top to bottom, the Crown Gang also followed their boss, and the style of the entire gang suddenly became weird.

He lit his cigar and looked at the map on the map where he lost because he lost the sanctuary of the congressman.

Now he's been forced out of the Denver drug market and replaced by a former second-rate gang Christmas party.

His biggest income right now is the laundry, car wash, which he never looked at before.

The younger brothers in the gang are also disheartened because of this loss and the fact that the gang is targeted, betrayed, betrayed, and leave, and their overall strength is inexhaustible.

In the end, the reason for everything was because Hill had undoubtedly provoked Lisko last time. Although the follow-up matters were simply handled, Lisko did not hold them accountable due to their good attitude.

But their biggest supporter, Mr. Senator, was worried that Lisko would have a grudge in his heart, so he abandoned the care for them without hesitation.

In the days that followed, the Crown Gang was always caught in Rush, and most of the drug production bases were cleaned by the police.

After this incident, Hill understood that everything before him was just a castle made of sand, and with a slight push, the house would collapse.

After thinking about it, he decided to hug Lisko's thigh. Although this person has no position, there are still very few people in the United States who are willing to provoke him. It is like a potato on the ground. How many are there.

Every day after that, Hill insisted on sending Lisko condolences by email.

"Mr. Li, I'm Crown Hill. I wish you a good day."

"Mr. Li, good afternoon."

"Mr. Li, good night."

When Li Ke first received this kind of text message, he thought it was the love of some infatuated book lover friend, and he couldn't help laughing when he read the signature clearly.

Hill looked very much like the kind of people he had seen in his previous life called "Lick Dogs".

In fact, Lisko had a heartbeat before. With such a force, trivial matters can be handed over to them with peace of mind.

But I felt that this group of people were a group of gangsters and had nothing to do with me, so they didn't respond.

Now that the situation is like this, Lisko can't take care of that much anymore. There are too many lice and it doesn't itch. He already has a group of mercenaries who kill people without blinking an eye.

Hill saw the contents of the mobile phone on the table, and his expression changed from solemn to ecstatic.

"Mohar!"

Mohal, the second-in-command of the Crown Gang and Hill's faithful younger brother, is a strong, burly black man who now looks like a humanoid behemoth in a bulging suit.

"Boss."

Mohal's expression was respectful. He was hacked to death in the early years because he competed with other gangs for territory. It was Hill who saved him, so he vowed to give his loyalty to Hill, and he has always done so.

Although the status of the Crown Gang has plummeted, from the existence that could have run rampant in the Denver area, now anyone can step on it, but Mohal has never thought of leaving.

"Come on, print these out, mobilize all our strength, I want to find this person as soon as possible, this is also the guarantee that we can turn over."

Hill held up his phone, as if someone who fell into the water had caught a life-saving straw.

He has been holding back for a while, allowing others to occupy all the territory that originally belonged to him.

Just waiting for the opportunity at this moment, and now the **** of luck has finally come to him.

With a fierce look in his eyes, he said to the neatly arranged leaders under the steps,

"You may be hindered this time. We have many competitors, so let go of the means to do it. Success or failure is here."

He picked up the bourbon beside his hand, drank it in one gulp, and looked up at this resplendent hall that belonged to him.

He went from being a street gangster to where he is now, how much wind and rain he has experienced along the way, how could he just let others take away what belongs to him.

"I was born to be a big man."

The entire city of Denver, under the calm water, was full of undercurrents, because Lisko's energy, Haas' family, the Crown Gang, and all the people in the gray areas that Less had befriended were all dispatched.

Reiter, and the ranchers near Garrison, all received the photo on their cell phones.

On the streets, you can see everywhere with their mobile phones staring at pedestrians and strong men staring at mobile phones.

Colorado Springs, the second largest city in Colorado, is also home to the United States Air Force School.

In an abandoned building on the outskirts, Elf is dodging searches from everywhere.

If anyone who knows the inside story is here, they will be surprised to find that the man in front of him with a beard and messy hair, who seems to be walking out of a garbage heap, is the one in the photo on their mobile phone.

Elf smashed the hard bread on the ground with some anger, and slumped on the ground weakly.

"Damn Tiger, if I can go back this time, I must kill you."

Elver, a Texan, came to Colorado to work because of the economic crisis.

Gambling by nature, he couldn't change his habits wherever he went. He, a lumberjack, followed his colleague Tiger to find the local underground casino.

With all of his salary, he is fantasizing that he can win a big one~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Who knew that the originally planned round was actually lost. Not only did he lose all his chips, but he also owed A thousand dollars for the casino.

He is also a veteran in this business, and naturally he knows that he has been tricked by Tiger and the casino.

Yelling and shouting, of course, the casino ignored him, threw Elf out of the door, and threatened him to pay off his gambling debts in three days, or else he would pay with his life.

After hiding for a while, he was caught by the Christmas party of the gang behind the casino.

Behind the Christmas party, Blessed is the deputy mayor. They have become more arrogant recently. They have occupied the territory belonging to the Crown Gang, and the limelight is always there.

Under Elf's begging, Christmas gives him a choice.

If he could help deliver a shipment of drugs, the gang would not only forgive him his debt, but give him an extra thousand dollars.

After thinking over and over again, coupled with the persecution of torture, Elf finally agreed. In the face of life and death, any kind of persistence is easily shaken.