The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 161 Pulling
Will Frank.

Xiuno noticed this name because Patch said he had been beaten by this man.

After all, Patch is a black man with some black blood in him. When I first met him, this guy wanted to rob me. Although he didn't have any skills, that was for me.

It still has some deterrent effect on ordinary people, and there are not many cases of homeless people fighting. After all, as long as they have the blood and need to fight, they can live a better life as a gang member than as a homeless person.

Not to mention that Patch wasn't beaten up because he was trying to rob Will.

So Xiuno asked Jim to check out this Will Frank.

In fact, Xiunuo also checked a lot of people, but this person's resume was the most impressive.

Will Frank is a typical child from an ordinary American white family.

There was nothing special about his previous resume. He went to college with the help of student loans, and joined the military to get tuition waivers to reduce the financial pressure on his family.

In addition, college students who join the army can enjoy benefits such as medical insurance and housing subsidies.

If you go to some good universities, your future in the army will be better.

Although Will is just an ordinary college student, he is much better than most people.

After all, the American military has a fine tradition of forming a special army of mentally retarded people with an IQ of 70 or 80 to serve as cannon fodder.

Will joined the Marine Corps as a third-class soldier. As for why he joined the Marine Corps, it was of course because the Navy and the Air Force are not something you can join just because you want to.

Will is just a regular guy.

His resume is so ordinary that he only has the rank of sergeant in his six years of service, which is a rank earned through time. For an ordinary person, this is a very normal thing.

After the vacation, Will went home for vacation and signed a contract with the army to extend his service.

And the great hatred given by God that Xiunuo mentioned appeared at this time.

In the second year of his extended service, Will, his parents, and his sister were shot while shopping in a supermarket on their way home for leave.

His parents and sister died instantly in the shooting, while he was taken to hospital.

The good news is that Will survived the shooting, but the bad news is that although he survived, the hospital bills cost him all his savings, even though he had insurance.

But until this time, Will still could avoid being a homeless person.

He had been searching for the killer, but the LAPD had already caught him.

The murderer was an illegal immigrant from Bolivia. According to his confession, the shooting was simply revenge against the Americans.

However, after seeing the murderer, Will believed that this was revenge against him.

Because he once led a team on a secret mission in Bolivia and had seen this guy before.

But that same night, the murderer died in a prison riot.

Next, Will began to accuse someone of leaking their operations, which led to the revenge, because in addition to him, four of his team members were also shot, but they were not as lucky as Will.

LAPD records show that this guy was eventually arrested for illegally breaking into the home of one of his former superiors, and then there was no record after that.

Then, it came to Xiunuo, the guy who wanted to find out the truth, and became a homeless person.

It was a somewhat deserted bar. Will looked at the sign and then walked in.

There were no more than ten people in the bar, including the customers and waiters.

Will's eyes swept across and finally landed on an Asian man drinking Coke.

After thinking for a while, Will walked over and sat down next to the Asian man.

"Patch asked me to come," Will began.

Xiunuo tilted his head and looked at Will curiously: "How do you know it's me?"

Will said calmly, "I've been a homeless man for more than three years. I know this bar belongs to a gang. It's not surprising for an Asian to appear here, but with so few people here and in such an environment, if you don't drink alcohol but only drink Coke, these people will think you're looking for trouble. But you're still sitting here, and people around me have been looking at me since I came in, and no one dares to keep their eyes on you for more than two seconds."

"So, either they are afraid of you, or they are full of love and are afraid that strange looks will hurt your self-esteem as an Asian. Which one do you think is more reasonable?"

"Wow, you're a lot smarter than I thought." Xiunuo said and snapped his fingers.

The waiters and even the customers stood up and left the bar.

"Are you the boss here?" Will asked.

"No, this is the property of a friend of mine."

"friend?"

"Yeah, but now that he's dead, business here used to be pretty good."

"I see, so you're the boss of an Asian gang, right?"

"Stop it, I don't do this business." Xiunuo sat up, then made a gesture, and a bottle of whiskey flew over from the bar.

"Drink?"

Will just curled his lips at this trick, then opened the bottle and poured himself a glass. After taking a sip, he said, "Not a bad trick. If you become a magician, you will probably make more money than doing this." Xiunuo smiled; "I think so too."

"So sir." Will stared at Xiunuo, "Why did you ask me to do that? It must have cost a lot of money to let Patch speak for you? Ten dollars might have been enough in the past, but Patch is different now. He asked me to talk to me like that just to lure me to see you, so how much did that greedy guy ask for? Do you have a hundred dollars?"

"I gave two hundred thousand." Xiunuo said.

Obviously, Will, who had remained calm since he came in, now couldn't hold back his expression.

"You're kidding me, right?"

"No, it's really two hundred thousand. I don't like to lie to people."

Will looked at Xiunuo's serious expression, and after a long pause, he said, "If you really want to find me, I will be willing to talk to you for twenty dollars. So, can I go and share the money with that bastard Patch?!"

"I don't think he'll be willing to share it with you." Xiunuo laughed, "Twenty dollars, right?"

As he spoke, Xiu Nuo took out two hundred yuan from his pocket: "I want to hear your story."

Will raised his hand and put the two hundred dollars into his pocket, then said, "Patch knows my military rank, so you must have already found out everything about me. In that case, why are you still asking me?"

"I want to hear something I don't know, but man, can you not move so quickly before you say it?"

"My body always does what I need it to do faster than my brain." Will said, "So, I won't return the money. Can you be more specific about your needs?"

"You were caught and then released, and then what did you do to become a glorified tramp?"

"It seems that you do know a lot. Why did I become a homeless person after I was released? Because I had spent all my money, and my house and car were taken back by the bank. So I had no choice but to become a homeless person, right?"

Xiunuo frowned; "This is not worth two hundred dollars."

"So many stocks are not worth their current prices, but so many people still buy them. In a free market, if you are willing to pay this money, it doesn't matter whether it is worth it or not." After saying that, Will took another sip of wine: "Thank you for your generosity, sir. You are the most generous Asian I have ever met. Well, goodbye."

Will was about to walk out.

But Xiu Nuo's voice sounded behind him: "If you have the opportunity to continue investigating, and even kill your enemy with your own hands, would you be willing to accept this opportunity?"

Will paused for a moment and then continued walking out.

Xiu Nuo mentioned a name again: "Alens Mik, he seems to be doing well now, and he even moved into a villa. Although both of them are retired soldiers, the treatment of soldiers and officers is different."

Will stopped and looked back at Xiunuo: "What else do you know!"

Xiu Nuo spread his hands: "Not much. I know a child who is living well in a foster family. I have to say that the people from the Children's Rights Association did something wrong this time. But her father died in the same shooting as you, right?"

Will walked towards Xiunuo quickly, staring at him with red eyes: "I'm warning you! Don't touch her!"

"Because she is the child of one of your old friends, and the only child left among you old friends, right?" Xiu Nuo said faintly, "It seems that I am not the first one to threaten you with her."

Will raised his hand and grabbed Xiunuo's collar: "I don't care who you are! But I want to tell you, if you dare to touch her, I will make you pay the price!"

Xiu Nuo smiled: "How can I pay the price, relying on your current state?"

Xiuno said, patting Will's arm.

Will felt an irresistible force spreading throughout his body, and his hands loosened unconsciously.

He instinctively wanted to grab Xiu Nuo, but he found that this guy just touched him, and his body uncontrollably fell limply on the chair.

"Calm down buddy, I'm not your enemy." Xiunuo looked at him with a smile.

Will had seen this smile before. When he was wandering around before, he saw an old Asian man knock down a few sturdy thugs and then ask them what they had learned with this smile and standard English.

Now the Asian man has that same calm and confident smile on his face.

Will now had the illusion that if the Asian man in front of him wanted to kill him, he would not even have the ability to resist.

But how did he do it?
"You took my money, so you have to give me something worth two hundred dollars, right, Will?" Xiunuo's voice was still ringing: "Or do you think I can be bullied at will, just like those damn racists?"

Will was silent for a moment, then said helplessly: "I don't want to cause you any trouble, sir."

"Obviously, I'm not afraid of these troubles."

Seeing Xiunuo's confident look, Will finally said, "Well, if you want, I went back to the army after I was released from prison. I wanted to find out who knew about our actions at that time."

"Have you found it?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't even get in the door. I was fired, and Allens told me that if I didn't want to be court-martialed for leaking secrets and my old friend's family thought that I was the one who hurt them like that, I'd better not investigate the matter anymore and go back to live my life."

"So what did you do at that time?" Xiunuo asked his question.

Will pursed his lips and pointed to the whiskey on the table: "Can I have another drink?"

"This bottle is all yours."

"Thank you." Will picked up the bottle and took a big gulp, then looked at Xiunuo and said, "This is not something you can listen to for just two hundred dollars. You'll have to pay me more money later. Our mission in Bolivia is to secretly rescue a hostage who has fallen into the hands of drug dealers."

"It sounds like a just act. I thought this was a job only for the CIA, but how come South America is also under your jurisdiction? Did Bolivia discover oil?"

"No, then I would have been at least a warrant officer by now, but the fact is, I happened to be watching TV one day and found out that the hostage is now the president of Bolivia."

(End of this chapter)