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Upon hearing Jim's duties, Sheriff Kerns suddenly rushed over, grabbed Jim's collar, and shouted angrily: "Don't you know what kind of mistake you have made?"

The thugs gathered around. Some of them took out pistols behind them, loaded the bullet with a click, and turned on the safety. Their expressions were all bad.

Kerns looked around and looked at Jim coldly: "It was your people who disobeyed the rules first. Their store paid you protection money, but including this time, there have been four robberies a year."

, count you in. You're giving me a hard time, Jim, you're giving me trouble all the time."

"Calm down, calm down, Darnell is our distinguished guest!" Jim waved his hand and asked those people to retreat. He raised his head and looked at Sheriff Kerns, "Do you know why I want to kill that kid? Because he shouldn't let him go.

Sam and Michael go to jail. Even if they have to be punished, that's my business, that kid has crossed a line."

"Do you know who he is? You'll get into trouble if you kill him."

"I don't care who he raped, even if it's Obama, I don't care, I just want my brothers to know my rules, no one can punish them except me - neither can you!

Jim patted Kerns on the chest and said, "Sheriff Kerns."

"Forget that bastard, Sheriff, it's not worth complaining about him. We have been friends for so many years, can we still let a bastard who immigrated from Asia mess with us?" Jim said, moving toward

One of the subordinates raised his finger. "Go and get Sheriff Kerns' share!"

"Jim, you know that's not what I came here for!" Sheriff Kerns looked at Jim. He swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, his voice was a little dry, "I want to tell you that I want to withdraw, and our relationship ends here.

It's over, I will be implicated by you, you don't know how to restrain yourself. Jim! You will pay the price for this."

"No, no, Chief Kerns. I don't think so." At this time, his men brought over a thick stack of things wrapped in newspapers. Jim took it in his hand and stuffed it into Kerns' hand.

"This is a double. I will find an opportunity to kill that kid. All you have to do is let me know where he is, who will protect him, and what opportunities we can take advantage of."

"I said... I quit!" Sheriff Kerns looked at the large bag of things in his hand. He knew it was banknotes, and the amount was quite large. It looked like it was at least no less than 40,000 US dollars. "You

You can do whatever you want. Goodbye, Jim. Don't give me any trouble!"

Sheriff Kerns said, and slowly put the bag of banknotes in his hand on the armrest of the sofa, turned around, and wanted to leave. He was a little reluctant, but compared with what was about to happen, he was a little

It's embarrassing. Because Zhen Fan is currently in the limelight. If he is killed, he, the police chief, will definitely be implicated.

"I said, take this bag and do what you have to do!" Jim stood up, walked slowly to Coens, and stuffed the bag of banknotes into his arms again, "Remember, you

If you put it down again, I won't give it to you again. Of course, your cooperation with me will also be known to your boss. Do you understand what I want to do? "

"Are you threatening me?" Sheriff Kerns stared at Jim angrily and helplessly, "Do you want me to arrest you personally? Jim, don't go too far. If you give me money in the past, I'll give it to you.

If you settle the trouble, no one of us owes anyone. Now that I'm willing to take the risk to tell you, it's already an extra gift."

"You'll regret it!"

Jim looked at it with a half-smile, turned around, and sunk his fat body into the sofa again.

Sheriff Kerns stopped, holding the bag of banknotes tightly with both hands, as if he had made a very big decision: "This is the only time, Jim, and then I will apply for a transfer. I will leave this district, even if I am here."

I am willing to be a redneck policeman in the countryside."

"That's right!" Jim laughed, and then clapped softly, "Our cooperation has always been very pleasant, and it is the same this time. Don't think about retirement. You are not the kind of person who wants to be alone.

A lifelong person, your blood management is filled with restless blood. Goodbye, Sheriff Kerns."

Sheriff Kerns hesitated for a moment, then walked away without even looking back. He looked at the dark sky outside and felt as if his whole body had merged with the blackness, which would swallow him up.

Don't let yourself lose sight of the direction.

"He's gone!" A big man came in and said to Jim.

"When we kill that bastard -" Jim paused, "just kill him. We can't cooperate with an unstable person, it will ruin our big thing."

"Okay, boss!" The big man nodded and then retreated.

Jim sat on the sofa, took a glass of wine from the cabinet next to him, and drank it all in one gulp.

"There is nothing more interesting than killing people." Jim stood up, raised his glass, squirmed his fat body and hips in the hall, humming Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny, then raised a hand,

Swinging in the air.

"I bet, the boss will like to watch "The Killer Isn't Too Cold". The policeman who kills people listens to this. I also like that part very much." At this time, a thug standing outside the door faced him.

said the one who was together.

"If you still talk, maybe the next one to be killed is not that damn Zhen, but you. Brother, I have to stay away from you, don't get involved and I will be buried in the pit together to meet God!

"The other one was obviously a little afraid of Jim, so he deliberately turned his back and stopped talking to the guy just now.

"You're going to regret it, man!"

"No, I definitely won't regret it." The guy stood without looking back and glanced at Jim in the hall. It was obvious that he seemed a little cautious.

"Hey, man, will the boss never tire of doing this? Is killing really something exciting? To be honest, except for the old man who picked up garbage that I killed with my own hands on the day I joined the gang, I was only filled with fear and never felt excited.

Is this missing something?"

There was no response from behind.

"Hey, man—" and then his voice stopped, and there was no one behind him.

"Hey, don't be so childish. Do you want to be with me this way instead of using hide and seek?" The guy looked around and saw nothing.

"Stop hiding, man, I saw you, come out, I knew you were here!" The guy slowly walked outside and peered around the flowers in the villa, "Come out,

If you don't come out, Jim will kill you. The last thing he likes is someone breaking his flowers."

"Okay, you win. I admit that I am a rookie. I haven't killed enough people yet, but I will do it. I will kill those bastards. One day I will kill that bastard Eddie. I have already

I don't like him anymore." The guy began to grit his teeth, "Come out and take me to kill that Eddie, that gangster who drives the taxi."

Suddenly a gust of wind blew by, and the sudden cold feeling stunned the guy for a moment, as if someone was shaking in front of him, and he felt like someone was pinching his neck.

"Damn it!" The guy raised his hand, and just as he raised the pistol, his vision suddenly went dark, and he rolled to the ground, crushing the ribbon.

"Who, damn, broke my flower. Jeff, go and see what happened." In the hall, Jim finally stopped, sat on the sofa, holding a wine glass, and looked vaguely.

There were people shaking in the flowers outside, and some people were falling on them.

"Teach those damn newbies how to remember. These idiots can't do anything serious except killing people!" Jim suddenly stood up and yelled in the hall angrily, "Give me those damn bastards."

Kick him over here, I'm going to blow his balls out."

"Okay, boss!" A big man nodded, gestured to the two horses standing next to him, and walked outside together. From a distance, he saw a person lying on the flower belt, and he suddenly

Feeling alert, he casually pulled out his pistol and slowly approached him, while observing the surrounding situation. At the other two ends of the flower belt, several people were patrolling, but they did not notice anything strange here.

"You, this way!" Jeff whispered, "You, over there! Let's outflank them."

The three people slowly surrounded the flower belt. There was a guy lying on the flower belt. He was a new member of the gang. Jeff recognized him.

"Damn newbie!" Jeff cursed secretly, leaned down very low, and said to a horse boy who was surrounding him, "Notify the boss that someone has broken in. Don't make a sound and go slowly."

"Okay, Jeff!" Ma Zai stood up, hunched over, and walked slowly towards the hall of the villa. After walking two steps, he fell to the ground with a "pop" and became motionless.

"Damn, what's wrong with you?" Jeff's heart jumped suddenly, as if he felt that his back was being stared at by a poisonous snake, which made people sweat a little. The other outflanking guy hasn't come over yet, so he is probably already in danger.

.

This feeling is very bad, like a thorn in my back.

Jeff gritted his teeth, turned around suddenly, raised the gun in his hand, and fired.

"Bang, bang, bang!" The bullets shot out quickly into the darkness. The gunfire was particularly dazzling in the darkness. The bullets seemed to hit something, making a "puff, puff, puff" sound.

"Damn...Jeff...husband...it's me, shit, it's me!" A figure stumbled out of the darkness, covered in blood. It was the guy who had surrounded him just now but had not yet appeared.

"It's you, how could it be you!" Jeff couldn't believe it, "What the hell is going on?"

"Who the fuck... do you think...?" The man swayed, and a series of bloody foam came out of his mouth, "Fuck, Jeff, fuck... you f*cking killed... me!" said He fell to the ground with his head turned. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!