The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 141: He did it on purpose
Ian Schwenk is a member of the Los Angeles City Council.

Lately, he's been the epitome of a good husband, and his colleagues are shocked that he actually comes home on time every day.

I haven't even attended their so-called happy party twice.

At this time, a good friend put his arm around Schwenk's neck and said with a wink, "Tonight's party is very exciting, are you sure you don't want to come, Schwenk?"

Schwenk asked curiously, "How exciting is it?"

"At least ten girls!" the friend tempted, "Yacht! Moonlight! The theme of returning to nature! Freedom is our symbol tonight, are you really not coming?"

Schwenk thought about it, then shook his head: "No, I have to go back to accompany Daisy."

The friend looked at Schwenk with a strange expression: "What happened to you recently, man? Was there any scandal discovered by your opponents? Is this still you, Schwenk? You never told me that Daisy was so charming. No, no matter how charming a woman is, she is already in her forties. We are all young girls here."

Schwenk shook his head: "She is my wife."

"Fuck you, Schwenk! When you asked the two girls to go to your room, did you ever think that Daisy was your wife?"

But even after saying this, Schwenk still said seriously: "I didn't quite understand it before, but now. I really see the charm of my wife. So. I wish you have fun. I hope that tomorrow morning I can still see you talking to me so firmly, instead of like a weak shrimp."

The friend waved his hand unhappily: "Go away! Go away, Swenk Ian, you spineless woman."

Schwenk didn't care about his friends' insults at all. These idiots thought he had changed his ways, but they had no idea how attractive his wife was now.

This is what Schwenk discovered through experiments. Even those famous technical practitioners are now unable to bring him the same happiness as his wife.

If it weren't for his work, Schwenk would rather die in his wife's arms.

He had not experienced that feeling in the past few decades, and not only did he not get tired of it, but he became more and more addicted. His own Daisy was now like a contraband that belonged to him alone.

When Schwenk returned home, he hugged his wife who was watching TV, and his head was buried in her arms.

Daisy, Mrs. Ian, who was accustomed to this scene, sat on the sofa, while Schwenk was already kneeling on the carpet.

"Darling, I bought a plane ticket for tonight, how about we go to San Francisco?"

Schwenk looked up at his wife: "Tonight? In such a hurry?"

"Remember the yoga teacher I mentioned earlier?" Daisy stroked her husband's hair and said softly, "She told me that she calculated that there would be some danger in our community tonight."

Schwenk was stunned, then shook his head and said, "You must be kidding, Daisy. What kind of people live in our community? There are dangers in Los Angeles that we won't have here."

Daisy pulled her husband's head up again: "But, I want to go to San Francisco, can I?"

Schwenk took two deep breaths and said, "Of course Darling, you've already bought the plane ticket, right? Now, can we continue?"

"of course."

"I thought you had forgotten me sir." Lucas sat across the table, feeling a little depressed.

"There's been a lot going on in Los Angeles lately, hasn't there? Besides, Lucas, we haven't seen each other for only a week or so, there's no need to be like this." Xiu Nuo said across from him, "This is my goal tonight, take a look."

Lucas looked at the information handed over by Xiu Nuo and said, "The Liquor Gang, um, is a gang we have been keeping an eye on for a while. Oh, by the way, if I remember correctly, they have been collecting funds recently, but I want to say that we usually don't touch them."

"The old rules need to be changed, Lucas." Xiu Nuo said nonchalantly: "Tonight is our first cooperation, we all need to get to know each other, right? It would be more convincing to use some old friends as the starting point. Or do you have any other suggestions, Lucas?"

Looking at Xiunuo's half-smile, Lucas took a deep breath and said, "No, I have no objection, so how should we cooperate with you tonight?"

"It's very simple. Just rush into the place I told you at 9:30. Trust me, you will be absolutely safe. Oh, and you don't have to be too strict about the time. You can rush in when you see guests screaming."

Lucas nodded: "Besides that?" "Besides that, you don't need to do anything else. Is that ok?"

"It's that simple?"

"It's that simple. As for the evidence, you'll see it when you get there. However, they are your old friends from the DEA after all. How you shut them up is your business. I have no right to interfere."

"No problem, I will cooperate with you." Lucas knew he had no choice, he could only say: "I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation.

Lucas doesn't know yet what his words "pleasant cooperation" mean.

Night falls.

Xiunuo came to a building. The Liquor Gang was different from those gangs that liked to take root in the slums. They had already grown to a certain size, so they also had some pursuit of their own quality of life. Moreover, they would sell some purer goods, which the poor guys could not afford.

Most of his clients are middle class.

They control two strip clubs, three nightclubs and a dozen bars.

The nightclub that Xiunuo actually opened was the one he walked into.

Xiunuo is already very familiar with the situation inside the nightclub. This is not his first time to come to such a place.

The DEA guarding outside was still a little confused at this time.

The boss suddenly pulled everyone out for this operation without even telling them that there would be an operation tonight, nor did he tell them where they were going.

But now, after seeing the building in front of him, Lucas's deputy was a little bit unbelievable: "Boss, are you sure about this?"

Lucas naturally has his own little thoughts, so the people he brought out this time are all his own people, so it is convenient for them to talk and move around.

Lucas first looked at his old partner, then at the others: "Right here, I don't care if you have reached a deal with them privately. If not, that's the best. If so, then remember to solve those troubles later, understand?"

A group of team members looked at it and nodded.

As soon as Lucas finished speaking, he heard screams coming from the nightclub. Then, the guests of the nightclub rushed out screaming.

"It's not time yet!" Lucas muttered in a low voice, and then growled, "Action! Everyone, pay attention to your own safety!"

But what Lucas said was destined to be too much, because when they finally rushed into the nightclub against the crowd, they found gang members lying on the ground, wailing in pain.

Each of them had a bag of white powder on them.

After seeing the people coming in, someone already shouted: "It's the DEA! Damn it, the DEA is coming!!"

Some people want to get up, but they simply can't do it.

"Boss. What's going on?" The DEA members who came in were dumbfounded. In the past, when they rushed into such places, they had to worry about being shot. This was the first time they saw the people they wanted to catch lying on the ground.

Lucas looked around and saw a man, then he pulled him up: "Where's your boss? Tell me, where is he!"

Yes, Lucas even found the most trusted subordinate of the Liquor Gang boss here, but he was the only one missing.

Just then, the sound of the engine starting reached Lucas' ears.

At this moment, Lucas understood that the man did it on purpose!
"Come on, some of you guys chase them!" Lucas yelled, "Others, clean this place up for me!"

(End of this chapter)