British 1986

Ah.

Allen's eyes grew colder when he looked at this old guy. How dare he bargain with himself when he was about to die?

Is it because he hasn't been seen much recently and there are no rumors about his reputation?

A wealthy businessman from foreign country actually dares to bargain with me now?

If things go on like this, is this okay?

If you let him go this time, will others learn from him and bargain with him if anything happens in the future?

Allen likes to be a reckless man and a villain.

It's not how cruel his nature is, but the personality he specially created. In this world, if you are not cruel to others, others will be cruel to you!

As the old saying goes, if a person who has been a good person all his life occasionally does a bad thing, his whole personality will collapse, and outsiders will say that your true colors have been revealed.

And for those who have done bad things all their lives, if they occasionally do a small good deed, they will turn around, put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately, and they will also enjoy endless praise from the outside world.

Should he be a good guy or a bad guy?

Without violating his own principles, of course Allen chose to be a bad guy, or a good guy?

Whoever likes it should do it.

Allen would rather be a reckless man and a bad guy who can avoid a lot of trouble by hearing his name.

After staring at the old man for a long time, Allen didn't even ask his name, which was no longer important.

"Go, bring me that thing."

Turning around, Allen's hands felt a little itchy, and he saw a small shovel that he hadn't put away yet beside the flower bed. It was pointed and should have been used by the servants to repair the flower beds before he came back. He didn't directly After going in, he came out to see someone. Before the servant had time to clean it up, he casually placed it beside the flower bed.

Xiao Shitou quickly picked up the small shovel, which was about one meter long, and handed it to Allen's hand.

Mohammed Faye looked at Allen holding the shovel in his hand and looking at himself up and down. He suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart and was about to open his mouth to speak.

"Your Mightiness."

"bump!"

There was a muffled sound, just like the sound of a knife hitting the chopping board when chopping big bones.

Mohammed Fayoko didn't even see Allen move, but his eyes suddenly went dark, and there was a numbing feeling on his head. Then some warm liquid flowed down his head, and his eyes suddenly felt stinging. He reached out blankly to touch his eyes, his body shook, and then there was a confused feeling on his head, and his eyes suddenly felt like he couldn't see anything clearly in front of his sight.

There was a pop.

Allen looked with satisfaction at the old guy who was knocked unconscious by his shovel.

"Fake, I fucking hate it when people bargain with me!"

He handed the shovel shaft to his left hand and held the shovel with both hands behind his back. The tip of the shovel was facing downwards. Without looking closely, he used force on the old guy's left wrist and chopped it hard again.

"throat"

"I asked you to bargain with me!"

"Huh?"

The first blow of the pointed shovel seemed to hit the joint. The bone bounced slightly against the tip of the shovel, but it was not penetrated. Allen's mouth twitched, ignoring the screams coming from his ears, he picked up the shovel and pushed it upwards. Lift it up, and use the force of the shovel to fall down, and hit it hard for the second time.

"throat!"

The hit was accurate this time. According to the first wound, the old man's left hand was finally cut off completely by the shovel, and the tip of the shovel was directly inserted into the soil with some blood stains on it.

Allen let go of the hand holding the shovel, squatted next to the old man, and looked down at the old guy's pale face.

He seemed to have been stunned, with his mouth open, staring blankly at the shovel attached to his wrist in a daze.

"Do you think that since your son has played polo with His Highness a few times, no one will dare to mess with you? Do you think that I dare not touch you?"

Allen smiled and stretched out his hand, pulled his hair, and shook the old guy's head.

After shaking it a few times and seeing that the old guy still didn't respond, I gave him another slap. Then I stood up and clapped my hands. I said condescendingly, not caring whether he heard or not, but said to myself: "I'll keep you. It’s not that I dare not touch you, but I want you to prepare something for me. If you like something, you have to give it to me. If you don’t give it to me, I will kill you and then snatch it away. If I can’t see you tomorrow morning, haha As for the transfer contract of Rhodes Department Store, I will chop off your right hand, and I will chop one off one day later. I will see how many things you have that I can chop off."

"Stone!"

"Master, I'm here."

Xiao Shitou lowered his eyes. He didn't know why the young master was so irritable today, but in the scene just now, he had rarely seen such a cruel side of the young master in the past many years.

"Send someone to send them back, keep an eye on them, and if they dare to run, huh, catch them."

"clear!"

After taking a bath and changing his clothes, Allen sat on the lounge chair on the balcony, holding the newspaper in his hand, feeling slightly dazed.

He just used that old guy as a punching bag and gave him a good beating, which made him feel a lot better.

I have been encountering such bad things recently, which has made Allen feel irritable.

It's all trivial things, like you love him or he doesn't love her.

But Allen can't escape these things.

He can ignore it, but if he ignores everything and allows the situation to develop, it will be very detrimental to him, so he has to take care of it now.

These trivial things don't seem to be too important. If you check with your boss, the big deal is divorce. We'll talk about the rest later.

But Allen couldn't control himself. He hated this kind of drifting and uncertain life.

He has obviously saved a certain amount of net worth and already has money, but he just wants to enjoy life. Is it so difficult?

What would happen if he didn't participate in these things this time?

From a large perspective, it was nothing more than letting nature take its course, but as someone close to Boss Cha, and as a nobleman who was born as a royal guard, what should he do in the future?

He will be marginalized, because royal family affairs and investigating the boss' matters, no matter how big or small, are not trivial matters!

If he fails to play his role when he should, or is a transparent person throughout the whole process, what will happen in the future?

If he can't do small things well, how can the leader trust him to handle big things?

The family affairs of the royal family are Allen's business. Although it sounds ridiculous, isn't that how life is?

His father wanted to get involved before, but there was no way.

Although Allen is already a little anxious from these bad things.

He wanted to end this farce as soon as possible, but it was a pain in the ass if he couldn't rush these things.

The more he couldn't end it as soon as possible, the more impatient he became.

Over the past few days, Allen's temper has gotten worse and worse. Today he just found a punching bag and vented his anger. Now he feels much better.

Shaking the newspaper in his hand, Allen squinted and thought about the next step.

The newspapers have been very lively these days. Not only are there reports of him causing trouble for Andrew, but most importantly, Princess Anne and the Duchess of Alba have been satirizing Karami in the newspapers. They have been going on for the past few days. Pass!

Women are very vindictive, and when they quarrel, ordinary people can only scold each other a few times in person, but these high-end women, the battlefield for scolding each other has moved to newspapers.

Both sides expose each other's dirt. In today's newspapers, a tabloid has exposed information about Princess Anne's new love.

Allen was speechless. Damn it, the fight was getting more and more chaotic. His actions here seemed to be petty. He promised to make the fuss as big as possible, but now he is not the one in the limelight? !

And that Kalami seemed to be deliberately avoiding him. No matter how much Allen wrote to insult Andrew in the past few days, they didn't talk back, and they felt like they were doing it.

This made Allen even more irritable.

A man's wife cheated on him, and now he is being scolded in letters and pointed at his face every day, but he doesn't react at all. Is this normal?

The Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles can't do this, right?

"Hold!"

Allen threw the newspaper on the coffee table. It seems that he will have to add more information tomorrow. He will write a short composition. If you can be black, I will be black too. I still have some powerful information in my hand, and I need to add more fuel!

Alan, who is far away in London, is still worried about Andrew and Karami, but on the other side of the sea, there is Los Angeles, the United States.

More than a month has passed since the riots, but on the streets of Los Angeles, especially near Koreatown, the lingering burnt smell in the alleys seems to still be fresh in my mind.

The charred black burn marks on the wall remind every passing Los Angeles citizen of the tragic situation here a month ago.

More than 40 kilometers northeast of Los Angeles.

A clearing on the edge of the Angeles National Forest.

In a huge construction site surrounded by barbed wire, a group of prisoners wearing prison uniforms, operating various machines and tools, were busy building themselves a prison.

The quota for private prisons has been obtained. The next step is to build prisons. However, labor costs are relatively expensive in the United States. If you want to build a large prison, the initial investment will not be cheap.

You can still choose some remote areas of land, but you can't get around it manually. So now, it's good.

Tens of thousands of free prisoners helped build the prison, which not only allowed them to work, but also saved labor costs for the prison.

Although the quality of the project may require some concern, everything is insignificant compared to the low cost. If you don’t do it well, you’ll have to rework it!

Anyway, there are many prisoners captured this time. As long as they don't die from exhaustion, they will use them until they die.

A convoy of six Cadillacs and several vans slowly stopped at the gate of the prison that had been built earlier.

The gate made of concrete that is more than ten meters high looks a bit like a doomsday fortress.

Several machine guns were set up on the gate, and the muzzles of the machine guns were pointed at the prisoners who were surrounded and working inside, making him give up any idea of ​​​​escape.

Old Karl tilted his head and glanced at the defense situation on the prison door, and nodded expressionlessly.

Among the newly recruited prison guards, barely one out of ten actually has the identity of a prison guard.

The others were all former gang members. The small family was cleansed, and some of their young men also transformed and successfully landed.

From the former thugs, he has become a "temporary prison guard" who now wears a uniform and can look down on these prisoners from above.

Gang members know gang members best, let alone these machine guns, these prisoners dare not run away, even without these machine guns.

Most of the prisoners here have been clearly counted where they hang out in Los Angeles, where they live, and who is in their family. Even their gang's location is recorded. So what if they run away?

To the north is an endless forest reserve, and to the east and west is a highway far away. Want to go back to Los Angeles?

The straight-line distance is more than forty kilometers, and I have suffered a lot along the way.

Even if someone is really brave enough to escape from prison, it is estimated that before they can run back to Los Angeles, the people who went back to block them first are already waiting for them at their door.

In addition, most of these prisoners' sentences are not long, so it is really not possible for them to escape from prison. They should have endured it for a while and it will be over. Only fools escape from prison.

The more times you go, the more likely you are to stay in jail for the rest of your life without having to leave.

After inspection, the motorcade drove to a newly built two-story flat office building in the prison. A young man in his thirties with a very mature face had been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing Old Carl get out of the car, the young man hurriedly took two steps forward, bowed slightly and saluted: "Uncle Carl, you are welcome to inspect the prison. If there is anything I did wrong, just point it out and I will correct it immediately. "

The young man's name is Daniel Esposito. He is the husband of the niece whom Old Carl recognized. He is an Italian-American who married into Lily's family and has now successfully become the patriarch of this generation.

From an honest man who wanted to follow the rules, abide by the law, and do business honestly, he successfully transformed into a family of thugs who dared to think and do things, and loyally worked for Old Carl.

Their family has grown from a small family that only dumped gasoline from illegal channels at the US military training base to now a medium-to-large family that can control a private prison.

There are more than a hundred "temporary guards" in this prison, all of whom he brought from home.

"Haha, Daniel, you did a good job. I'm coming over today to handle some personal matters."

As Old Karl spoke, he turned slightly sideways and glanced at Ceylon who was getting out of the car behind him.

Now more than a month has passed since the day of the incident, and Ceylon has not gone back. It's not that she doesn't want to go back, but that Karl Lao has not finished his work yet and needs her to wait here for a while.

Li Zai Rong secretly directed the riot, but during this period, he showed his face more or less. Among the many Koreans arrested at that time, Li Zai Rong and others were also arrested.

The purpose is to carefully identify who remembers Li Zairong or who knew him. These people.

It won't be that easy to go out in the future.

Today, Old Carl is here to pick up Li Zairong and help him tidy up.

"Let's go. Have you brought Li Zairong and those others?"

"Uncle, everyone has been brought here and they are all up there."

Daniel nodded to Ceylon and said hello. As he spoke, he walked to the front to lead the way. Behind the group were several bodyguards of Old Karl. All of the bodyguards were carrying duffel bags with bulging contents in their hands. I can't tell what's inside.

"Sir! Sir Carl! You finally came to get me."

The first time Li Zairong saw old Carl, he was like a wanderer who had been away from home for many years and saw his old father. His eyes were red with excitement.