The Devil Comes to America

Chapter 208: Revenge

Inside the hotel, Roland had a brace on his neck and was watching the news with anger on his face.

As for why he was in the hotel, it was of course because Roland didn't have his own house in Sacramento.

Congressmen are just politicians and are not necessarily rich. Although they have to come to Sacramento for meetings, most state legislators usually live in their own districts so that they can be closer to their voters.

In other words, there is not much money.

Not everyone is like Xiong En, who can buy a villa directly where the meeting is to be held.

Roland looked at the assistant beside him and asked, "Xiong En has been released on bail?"

"Yes, Senator."

Roland pointed at the TV: "So many cameras recorded him beating me! How can he be released on bail!"

"You're not dead, are you?"

Roland stared at his assistant with wide eyes: "Do you know what you are talking about, idiot!"

The assistant quickly changed his words: "What I mean is that he fully meets the conditions for bail. Why don't we consider how much money he should pay. It's impossible for you to send him to jail. My friend in the police station said that because you fought back at the time, you may have committed excessive self-defense."

Roland pointed at himself, then at the TV and said, "Look at me! Damn it, he beat me up like this, but that bastard wasn't hurt at all!! This is called over-defense!"

"His lawyer said that if the CPD doesn't allow bail and doesn't arrest you, he will sue the CPD. I also asked about it before I came here, and they said that Xiong En had already gone for an injury assessment."

Roland gritted his teeth and said, "He can identify an Ace!"

The assistant said helplessly: "You seem to have forgotten how many doctors in California now rely on the Bazel family for their livelihood."

Roland was stunned for a moment.

"Besides," the assistant whispered, "he's very rich, isn't he?"

The politician held his words in for a long time before finally blurting out: "Damn capitalists!!"

Just as Roland was saying this, his assistant was stunned: "Huh? Is there a cleaner at this late hour?"

Roland was stunned: "What cleaner?"

The assistant pointed to the window and said, "Look."

Roland looked over and saw three guys in black hanging outside the window on the 23rd floor.

Roland's expression suddenly changed: "Run!!"

But it's too late.

The next moment, the sound of breaking windows was heard.

Three dark figures broke the glass and climbed into the room.

Before Roland and his assistant could run out, the three men rushed in and covered Roland and his assistant with the quilt.

"Don't beat him to death." The leader gave the order.

Then, they pulled out the sticks from their waists and swung them down through the quilt! !

For a moment, Roland's screams could be heard throughout the hotel!
at the same time.

Dak received Jonas' message and his face looked very ugly.

"This little bastard! He only causes me trouble!" Although Dak said this, he still took out his cell phone: "Hansen, we need to meet."

"Ok."

Soon, Hansen appeared in Dack's office.

Hansen was obviously well prepared: "Dak, believe me, this matter can be solved. I can introduce you to a few people. They..." "No need." Dak waved his hand: "Xiong En has a way to solve this matter, and he must solve it, even if the family interests are damaged. I know my son. He is a fool who will not turn back until he hits a wall! If I can use a large sum of money to help him grow, I don't mind the loss. I came to you for another reason."

Your family has so much money.

Hansen cursed inwardly, then said, "Anything else?"

"Pick me a few guys with good skills and no record from the Dark Gold Security." Dak narrowed his eyes and said, "Roland! This traitor! He used my money to harm us. I need to let these damn politicians know the price of teasing Bazel!"

Hansen was stunned, and he quickly said, "Don't be impulsive, Duck! I know Roland. He has been favored by the state legislature recently. If he dares to take action against you, it means that he has someone else behind him, right?"

Dak waved his hand and said, "I don't care! I'm just teaching a dog a lesson! I'm only targeting that bastard Roland. According to the rules, they should go find trouble with Xiong En!"

Hansen was shocked: "Xiong En is your son now."

"Isn't my son here to protect me from disaster? If he can't even handle this, he doesn't deserve to be by my boss' side. Let me run for election, and he should just roll back here and be a rich second-generation!"

Hansen was stunned.

No. Are you and your son seriously ill? You don't just want to run for election yourself, do you?

Hansen had no choice but to make his last struggle: "Please don't kill anyone, Dake? I beg you."

Dak's face was dark: "I know the limits. Don't kill anyone. The rest is up to you. Do it cleanly. You used to be the director. You know what to do, right?"

"I" Hansen shook his head helplessly: "For the sake of the dividends, I will arrange this matter."

In a hospital in Sacramento, Roland was wrapped in various instruments and one of his legs was in a cast.

With his face bruised and swollen, he mumbled with his mouth missing two front teeth: "Revenge! This is Xiong En Bazel's revenge! It must be him! Officer, please arrest him immediately!!"

The two police officers were also in a difficult situation as there was no surveillance camera capturing anyone at the scene, and although the window was broken, there were no fingerprints or other evidence left at the scene.

No one knows how those people got to the top floor of the hotel and how they left.

"Please calm down, Councillor Roland." A CPD officer said helplessly, "We will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly. We already understand the situation. Please have a good rest."

As the two police officers were about to leave, Roland shouted from behind, "I demand! I demand security protection! Someone is attacking the state legislator! I demand CPD to provide me with protection!"

"Of course, this is what we should do. We will protect you at the door."

Roland finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, outside the hospital window, two guys wearing masks in a car were watching the images sent back by the drone and discussing: "Look at this guy, one of his legs is broken. What should we do?"

"Interrupt the other one?"

"The boss said that even though it's serious, don't make a big fuss. Both legs are broken. Isn't this a bit serious?"

"That"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Late at night, the hospital window was slowly pushed open.

Two figures hanging on ropes came in quietly.

Roland, who was sleeping in the bed, suddenly opened his eyes as if he realized something. After seeing two masked guys, he was so scared that he was about to scream, but someone covered his mouth with his hand!

The other one used brute force to push his arm into the bed railing!
Then he grabbed Roland and threw him into the sky.

A scream woke up the two policemen who were napping at the door. They looked at each other but did not move. About ten seconds later, they suddenly 'woken up'!
When they rushed into the ward, they saw Roland lying on the ground, with his arm stuck on the railing and bent at a strange angle.

A policeman immediately ran out: "Doctor! Doctor!"

Another police officer ran to Roland's side and said with concern: "How can you be so careless, Mr. Roland? Ring the bell to call a doctor if you need help. Look, you fell down by yourself."

(End of this chapter)