Marvel’s Big Villain

In the morning, Jason and Franklin got up early, took milk bacon and fried eggs, and watched the news in front of the TV.

On the screen, the host was spattering with excitement.

"Yesterday, the New York Drug Enforcement Administration dispatched hundreds of special police officers and the Marine Corps to raid the Hi Grass factory in Clinton District, killing 147 people and capturing 259 gang members and drug workers."

"This high grass factory has been entrenched in New York for many years, and it is the largest source of goods in the underground high grass market in New York. The various types of high grass seized on the spot alone reached 3,728 kilograms, a record high."

"The boss behind the factory is a Chinese female named Gao. She tried to escape during the battle with the police and was shot and killed by the director of the Drug Enforcement Administration, Norman Stanfield."

"Let's read the report sent back by our reporter on the spot..."

The TV screen changed and switched to the scene of yesterday's police and gang fighting.

The video is edited to less than 30 seconds and has a voice-over.

"The special police officers of the Drug Enforcement Administration are well-trained, and the cooperation between the various police departments is perfect. They are step by step and steadily advancing towards the factory. The gang members are chaotic and disorderly, and they did not organize effective resistance. They were quickly defeated by the special police and gave up their weapons. surrender."

The screen switched again and turned into a reporter interviewing Stan Phil, and the interview location was in Mrs. Gao's office, and her body was still lying not far away.

"This Hey Grass factory is hidden very deeply. The Drug Enforcement Administration has been tracking it for three years to find out its location. Fortunately, we successfully destroyed it this time."

"Here, I want to say something to those who are having sex, no matter what the reason is, don't touch this thing. It will not only destroy your body, but also your family."

Facing the camera, Stan Phil said with a straight face, serious and full of sense of justice.

"Shit! This bastard is just kidding himself, and he has the nerve to say such a thing, it's really shameless!"

Franklin scoffed at Stan on the screen.

The screen switches back to the studio again.

The host thanked the DEA for its action and, by the way, mocked the incompetent NYPD.

"God, the Heygrass factory has been in New York for so many years, didn't the police department notice it at all?"

"If there is no such thing, it means that the people in the police station are a bunch of stupid guys. All of them should take off their police uniforms, take the blame and resign, and replace them with a group of smart and capable police officers."

"If the police station knew of the existence of Heica Factory in advance..."

The host first looked dignified, then retreated tactically.

"Although this idea is a bit scary, I still want to say, does your New York Police Department have a shady money deal with Hi Grass Factory!"

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Jason gasped.

How dare this host speak!

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Manhattan, New York.

Kim also watched the news at home.

When he heard the host questioning the New York Police Department, his face suddenly darkened.

His words were like setting the New York Police Department on fire, and it was still sizzling.

If the New York Police Department wants to respond to doubts, it must show real achievements.

The best way is to carry out an anti-criminal and anti-evil operation throughout New York to find out all those illegal groups.

Only in this way can they regain the lost face, and have the confidence to be tough with the host in the media.

Jin Bing sighed heavily, thinking that in the next period of time, the life of New York gangsters will be difficult.

He took out his cell phone and dialed Wesley's number.

"Have you read the news?"

Wesley is a white paper fan, and his ability to judge the situation is no less than that of Jin Bin.

"Look. Don't worry, I will strictly restrain my subordinates and strictly prohibit them from going out to cause trouble."

Jin Bing shook his head and said: "The storm this time is much bigger than before, it's not enough to just restrain the subordinates, and all the goods in the gang must be transported out."

"Okay. I'll make arrangements right away and try to get the goods shipped out tonight."

After hanging up the phone, Wesley quickly put on his clothes and went out, driving towards the gang stronghold.

Strictly crack down on this kind of thing or it will not happen, and it will be as fierce as fire and as fast as the wind.

Time is pressing and there is no time to lose.

Arriving at the gate of the factory, a truck was about to leave, and Wesley quickly stopped it.

"Mr. Wesley, what's the matter, I have to rush to deliver the goods."

A middle-aged man with a big beard jumped down from the co-pilot seat.

"The plan has changed, and the delivery is suspended. In addition, notify all the leaders in the gang to go to the conference room for a meeting."

The bearded man stood there with a dazed expression, not knowing what happened.

But he was also one of the leaders, so he quickly followed Wesley's footsteps and ran to the conference room.

In the meeting room, Wesley sat on the chair where Jason had once sat, conveying Jin Bin's orders to a dozen leaders with a serious face.

First: New York is about to usher in a large-scale crackdown. From now on, all strongholds will be closed, all gang businesses will be suspended, and the goods from each stronghold will be packed and sent to the warehouse in Baltimore.

Second: All gang members go home on vacation, store more food at home, try not to go out if they can, and it is strictly forbidden to pick quarrels and troubles during this period.

Hearing Wesley's order, all the leaders present were dissatisfied.

Just because the police cracked down hard, they all had to stop working. What is the reason for that?

They are all old men under Jin Bin's command, and they have experienced severe crackdowns, and they know the little tricks of the police.

Think back when Jason was in office, the harder the crackdown was, the happier their business would be.

In Jason's words: During the crackdown period, the small gangs stayed at home and dared not go out. This is a good opportunity for us to seize the market, and we must not waste it.

As for the police, it will be over if you give them some benefits. Compared with the business that makes money every day, this little money is just a drop in the bucket.

"Mr. Wesley, we stop working and don't do business, so what do the brothers under our hands eat?" a leader asked.

"The period of crackdown is not long. The shortest is a week, and the longest is a month. The gang's dividends are not missing a penny. Can you even last a month?"

The leaders present shook their heads.

In the United States, a culture of consumerism prevails.

More than 70% of the residents in the United States have less than US$1,000 in bank deposits, and the savings rate is only 5%, which is surprisingly low.

Some of these leaders in gold and silver have to repay the mortgage of a Manhattan apartment, some have to repay the car loan of a Ferrari, some have a son who wants to go to a top private university, and one family is going to travel abroad to Europe.

In short, in one sentence, they will have nothing to eat if they stop working.

Wesley frowned: "No money! If you don't have money, figure out your own way!"

As soon as this remark came out, the leaders immediately went crazy, and they rushed to complain to Wesley.

Wesley hasn't managed the gang for a long time, and he hasn't established prestige among the leaders. Of course, these old fritters won't obey him.

If this matter was replaced by Jason, they would never dare to talk back.

The scene got a little out of control, so Wesley had no choice but to take out Jin Bin's tiger skin, slapped the table and said angrily, "Do you dare to disobey Jin Bin's orders?"

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