I'm telling fortunes in North America. I'm really not a wizard.

Before Twitter was renamed X, a girl shared a sad story on it:
“My best friend from college sold blood and treated me to Starbucks.

At that time, I wanted to pay the bill, but she refused, saying that she had just sold blood and had money...

I could taste blood in that drink."

To be honest, for an Oriental person, just reading this text can make one feel sad and a little desperate.

Selling blood!
Even Xiangzi, who is considered one of the representatives of suffering in the eyes of Oriental people, and who only sold blood a few times in his life, is regarded as a very tragic representative by Oriental people.

However, in America, for the lower class, this is one of the necessary conditions for daily livelihood.

According to relevant laws, American people can donate blood up to 104 times a year.

That is to say, out of 365 days a year, blood can be sold almost every 3 to 4 days.

Therefore, it is shocking that America, with only 5% of the world's population, exports 70% of the world's blood products!

In America, a standard paid blood donation typically costs between $30 and $50, with the exact price fluctuating depending on local economic conditions.

The price is lower in economically backward areas and higher in wealthy areas. The price in big cities like Los Angeles and New York is relatively high, but generally will not exceed US$50 per time.

To encourage Amerikaans to donate blood, the plasma center has also introduced incentive mechanisms such as first-draw rewards and consecutive-draw rewards.

So poor Amerika sometimes have their blood drawn two or three times a week to eke out a living.

However, if you think that you can pocket all the $30 to $50 you pay for a blood draw, you are wrong.

There is a saying in America that the only things you can't escape are death and taxes.

Even if you sell blood, you still have to pay taxes. If you evade taxes, you will face the risk of imprisonment and fines.

Of course, most Americans pay taxes every six months.

But now that they have fallen to the point of selling blood, how can they afford to hire a lawyer or accountant to calculate how much tax they should pay?
I went to the tax bureau to ask, but they wouldn't tell me.

If you pay less tax, the tax bureau will fine you, but if you ask them how much you underpaid and whether you can make up the difference, they won't tell you.

You can only ask a lawyer to help you take care of everything. The lawyer will find someone to prepare financial statements so that you can know how much tax you should pay that year.

But last year, due to the fierce fighting between the Donor and Elephant parties, both parties used various tricks to compete for that important position.

Biden's frantic opening of the border has resulted in a large influx of illegal immigrants into America.

The consequence of this was the collapse of the local labor market, and the economic collapse of many lower-class people who had been able to barely make ends meet.

Without a job and income, what will I use to submit reports to the lawyer and pay taxes?

The money earned from selling blood is not even enough for daily living!

As the old saying goes, the only things that American people cannot avoid are death and paying taxes. Even big drug lords who fail to pay taxes will be arrested by the tax bureau's law enforcement department.

At this moment, Chen Yaozu was well-known in all systems in Los Angeles, and even made it onto the FBI's special list.

Because he possessed mysterious and powerful military force, was the leader of a sect, and spent nearly $1 million to purchase a large tract of land.

There is a saying in America that it is both heaven and hell.

For the lower class people, this is hell; but for the rich, this is heaven.

Even if an organ fails, as long as there is money, doctors can find a suitable organ for transplantation.

Especially after Chen Yaozu used digital cryptocurrency to snatch money from Trump, some accounting firms estimate that his net worth may have exceeded US$1 billion.

As for a super-rich man like him, no one dares to provoke him easily as long as he does not rebel and his money is not lost.

However, the tax bureau is an exception. Therefore, even on private property, as long as they have a written permit, they have the right to rush in and arrest people.

"Hello, sir!"

Chen Yaozu removed the deception and suddenly appeared in front of everyone with Audrey, greeting the operations chief of the Tax Bureau who was obviously the team leader.

Chen Yaozu's sudden appearance did not surprise the other party, as if he had been prepared.

“Oh, I recognize you, the owner of this land, Mr. Chen.

Hello, my name is House, IRS Operations Commander.

But today I am not here to say hello, but to bring these tax evasion suspects to court.

Besides, there are so many of us that we don’t have time for small talk. Please forgive me, sir!”

Without giving Chen Yaozu a chance to continue speaking, the other party finished speaking in one breath.

Commander House was tall and strong, about 1.9 meters tall, with broad shoulders like door panels.

He had a thick beard and looked rough at first glance.

The lines on his face were very strong, and under his high nose bridge, his lips were slightly thick, which were now tightly pursed. It was obvious that this man must have a strong character.

His deep eyes looked as sharp as an eagle. He just looked at Chen Yaozu and Audrey with a smile, but the coldness in his eyes did not disappear at all.

After all, it was the subordinate in front of him who was preventing him from arresting people.

With his previous hot temper, he almost gave the order to open fire just now.

So at this moment, even if he opened his mouth to talk to Mr. Chen in front of him, his hands were always placed in the most appropriate position, so that when necessary, he could reach the pistol hanging on the wide tactical belt around his waist as quickly as possible.

You can see the other party's arrogance.

Chen Yaozu didn't indulge the other party and sneered:
"Mr. House, you should know that this piece of land under your feet belongs to me.

Moreover, I guess the person who sent you here didn’t tell you that the sect I founded is on the U.S. religious registration list. I am the only purple archbishop in the sect, and I am what you consider to be the Pope.

The lawyer told me that many things are different on the private land of the sect.

My congregants can avoid a lot of legal troubles here.

I repeat, this is the private territory of our sect.

I have no control over their affairs outside this land, but as long as they are still here, you have no right to arrest them!"

Commander House sneered, stepped aside half a body length, and pointed at the dozen or so vehicles behind him and the dozens of operatives who had been confronting Wenzhou Yu's men with guns.

Said: "Look at them, these are my operatives.

The equipment they carry is better than that of the Army and Marine Corps.

They have what the Army and Marines have, and they also have what the Army and Marines don't have.

If necessary, we can even pull out the Stinger shoulder-fired missile from the trunk of the car.

Also, the IRS has the power to bypass many shelter laws!

Mr. Chen, you need to think carefully, do you really want to lead people to violently fight against the American tax system and provide shelter to these people? "

Chen Yaozu's eyes turned cold: "Mr. House, can I understand that you are threatening me?" (End of this chapter)