The world begins with shameless people

Time passed quickly and it was almost eight o'clock in the evening.

Mandy washed the dishes, walked out of the restaurant, locked the door quickly, and then walked happily towards William's car.

Just now, when I saw Mandy coming out, William had already gotten out of the car and was waiting on the passenger side.

"Sorry to have kept you waiting until now," Mandy said shyly.

William smiled innocently, "It's okay, get in the car."

In the car.

William started the car and asked Mandy, "I'm not very familiar with the South District. Is there any place you want to go? I'll go with you."

Mandy was amused. "You'd better not hang around in the South District at this time. You might get robbed."

"Ah?" William had only been to the South District a few times before this. He had only heard that the South District was very chaotic. "Will I really be robbed?"

Mandy smiled and nodded, "In the South Side, if you haven't been robbed, you haven't been to the South Side."

"So exaggerated?" William was not pretending. He really didn't expect that the South District was actually so chaotic.

As soon as the words left his mouth.

suddenly.

A high-powered off-road vehicle sped past with the accelerator roaring, and soon after, a shrill siren sounded behind it...

William turned his head and looked, "????"

Bang bang bang!

The people in the SUV opened fire!

"!!!!" When William heard this, he instinctively shrank back, terrified.

Mandy, who was already used to this kind of situation, burst into laughter when she saw this scene, "Hahahaha, don't be afraid, it's okay."

The sound of gunfire has faded away.

William heard it, raised his head a little in disbelief, and looked at Mandy with wide eyes, "Is it okay?"

Mandy smiled and nodded, "This kind of thing happens all the time in the South District. I'm used to it."

"..." William was speechless and remained silent for a few seconds. Then, because he was sure that he could no longer hear the gunshots, he let out a long sigh, sat up, and smiled awkwardly at Mandy, "How about we go to the North District to watch a movie..."

"Haha, are you scared?" Mandy was amused and said with a smile.

William smiled bitterly, "A little bit."

"You'll get used to it," Mandy said with a smile, "Let's not go to the North District. It's too late. I still have to work tomorrow. Let's go to my house to watch a movie. I just bought a TV a few days ago."

Ok?

Is this for going to the movies?

Watch a shitty movie.

William's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and the next second, he drove quickly, "Okay."

Seeing William like this, Mandy couldn't help but think that William was more interesting and laughed happily.

unconsciously.

The two arrived at Mandy's house.

Then, everything fell into place, as it should.

What movie are you watching? The TV isn't even on.

on the sofa.

Mandy and William start fighting.

To be honest, they had been waiting for quite a long time, so the battle between the two was very fierce.

Mandy felt pretty good, and the worry in her heart seemed to be gone.

Finally, the fight between the two ended.

William sat back on the sofa and smiled at Mandy.

Mandy smiled back, thinking it was nice... unlike that idiot Lip who didn't care about her at all after the job was done.

"Let's take a bath and watch a movie," Mandy suggested, because she felt good.

"Okay," William Chan nodded with a smile.

About half an hour later.

On the sofa, Mandy leaned on William, and the two of them watched a movie while eating popcorn and drinking fat house happy water.

The atmosphere was harmonious and sweet.

***********

It's a new day on the South Side of Chicago.

Mickey acted quickly. After leaving for work, he immediately took his men to look for a suitable warehouse on the street where the Milkovich Security Company was located.

Because we are doing liquor business, the warehouse must be large enough and convenient for vehicles to enter.

These conditions seem a bit harsh.

After searching for a while, Mickey only found a barely suitable place...and even this place would have to be renovated at a high cost before it could be used.

Faced with this result, Mickey lit a cigarette and started thinking.

He has two choices.

First, they decided to spend money here. Ding Xiu had plenty of money anyway, and after the wine business was established, the money would continue to come in, and they would not have to worry about not making it back... More importantly, this place was close to them, so if anything unexpected happened, they could deal with it in time.

You know, a place like the South District is no joke... Many people will do anything for money.

The second option is to change the street and slowly look for a more suitable warehouse. After finding one, first win over the local tyrants of that street, and then start the liquor business... In this way, two problems are solved at once.

After thinking for a while, Mickey, who was really not good at doing this kind of thing, felt a headache and was too lazy to think about it anymore. He decided to leave it here without any more trouble. So, without further ado, he decisively called Ding Xiu and told her the address.

"Okay, I'll go over and take a look now," Ding Xiu responded.

The distance is not too far.

Ding Xiu stepped on the accelerator and arrived next to Mickey in just ten minutes. Then, he and Mickey looked at it carefully.

"It's not a big problem." It's just used as a warehouse. The business relies on the deterrent power of these Milkovichs, so the location doesn't have much impact. Ding Xiuru said, "I'll let the agent buy this place. You can make other preparations first."

The alcohol business is a bit complicated. You have to secure the supply of various brands. Once you have secured this part, you still have to negotiate supply with bars, convenience stores, etc.

In fact, Mickey is very troubled by these things, and he doesn’t know exactly how to do them.

He is only good at threats.

Fortunately, we have Svetlana now... Comrade Russian bitch Svetlana is very good at these.

"Okay," Mickey nodded.

Soon, the two separated and Ding Xiu returned to the restaurant to prepare for lunch.

Mickey went straight to the reading room, found Svetlana, and explained the situation directly without beating around the bush.

After listening.

Svetlana smiled slyly, exhaled a long puff of smoke, and asked with a smile, "I can help you, how much will you give me?"

"..." Mickey had already discovered that Svetlana was a money-hungry woman. She only talked about money, nothing else. "How much do you want?"

Svetlana is very smart. Just by listening to what Mickey said just now, she realized that the wine business that Ding Xiu and Mickey are doing is very promising.

Perhaps, the money earned from the wine business is not as much as that earned from the reading business...

However, the liquor business can be considered a legitimate business, with low risks and longevity… In the long run, the money that can be earned continuously is certainly better than short-term money like reading a field.

"Count me in, give me one percent of the net profit, and I will not only help you deal with the supply problem, I will also help you with the accounting," Svetlana said with a smile after taking a puff of cigarette.

Mickey couldn't help but ask, "Why are you always asking for money?"

When Svetlana heard this, she immediately laughed brightly, "If you want me to work, of course I have to be paid. Otherwise, I might as well lie at home and sleep. I don't like working." "...." Mickey was speechless.

no way.

There is indeed nothing wrong with this.

As for the one point profit...it can save so much trouble, in Mickey's opinion, it is quite worthwhile.

"Okay, one point," Mickey's idea was simple, just one point, that means earning a hundred dollars and giving Svetlana one dollar, it's no big deal.

"Fool," Svetlana silently commented in her heart when she saw Mickey agreed to it. "It's a pleasure to work with you. I will go back to Elibor in the evening and start with Kevin's suppliers. Don't worry, I will be able to get the information about those sources of goods soon."

Mickey didn't bother to care about these details. Just listening to them gave him a headache. "Just take care of it as soon as possible. I have something else to do. I'll leave first."

Mickey left without hesitation.

Svetlana looked at Mickey's back, smiled and shook her head. She sincerely felt, or was certain, that Mickey and the entire Milkovich family were only suitable to be thugs and cannon fodder, and were not suitable for doing business at all.

the reason is simple.

These guys are basically brainless.

However, if you think about it this way, Ding Xiu's actions are very reasonable.

After all, as long as these Milkovichs are willing to obey, then who else in the South District is more suitable to be a thug?

Svetlana held a cigarette in her mouth and thought silently.

****************

Today, the reading field is officially running stably. Although the problem of "Skinny Mike" has not been solved, at least we are making money every day and do not need to invest too much energy for the time being.

Then, Svetlana will also handle all the things that need to be done in the start-up phase of the wine business.

So, it's time to take it a step further.

With this plan in mind, Mickey, holding a cigarette in his mouth, hurried back to the company and gathered together all the Milkovichs who had nothing to do and were either playing games, watching movies, or going crazy.

"Okay, shut the fuck up and stop making noise," with so many Milkovichs gathered together, it was naturally very noisy. Mickey actually hated noise and yelled in dissatisfaction.

Hear the words.

The meeting room suddenly became quiet.

To this day, Mickey’s majesty is still pretty good.

"Let's get down to business," Mickey said without further ado, "We've rested for so long, it's time to do something. Tonight, we'll go to the next street."

"Everyone get ready, just like last time."

"Let's go talk first. If we can reach an agreement, that would be the best."

"If the negotiations don't go well, remember, this time we're only going to target the boss, and then we'll support a new boss who's willing to cooperate from among the younger brothers."

"We won't kill them all this time. If we kill them all, there will be no one to work. Do you understand?"

Are you going to cause trouble again?

Can't wait!

"I understand," the Milkovichs were so excited, and the word "excitement" seemed to be clearly shown on everyone's face.

Honestly, Mickey couldn't stand seeing these crazy people like this.

"Okay, let's get ready and cheer up!" Mickey said, too lazy to talk to these guys anymore.

Not long after.

All the Milkovichs left the meeting room in a hurry. Those who needed to get cars went to get cars, and those who needed to get equipment went to get equipment.

In terms of firepower, the [Milkovich] Security Company is truly worthy of its reputation.

A blink of an eye.

Night falls.

Mickey picked up the pistol and checked the magazine. Then, he stood up and walked out of the office. He called the two relatively normal Milkovichs and went out together, moving to the next street.

The boss of the next street is a black man named Bick, who has sixteen crazier black subordinates.

This group of scoundrels have been hanging around in the next street, reading books and collecting protection money for a long time. They are considered a group of bullies.

Mickey doesn't like these black guys. It's not because of racism or anything, but he thinks these black guys are so damn vulgar and idiots.

But, today we are here to discuss cooperation, so no matter how much you dislike it, you still have to be patient.

Time passes quickly.

Mickey brought his two cousins ​​to the dilapidated house where Piccolo and his gang were.

Because he had killed that group of Colombians before, Mickey had already become famous in the South District gang circles... When Bick heard his younger brother report that Mickey was coming, he was a little panicked, but he didn't show anything on the surface.

"How many people are here?" Bick asked his younger brother.

"Just three," the younger brother replied.

Piccolo immediately breathed a sigh of relief, "Let them in and take away their guns."

Soon.

A black guy took the pistol from Mickey's waist.

"I like this gun very much. You have to return it to me when you leave!" Mickey was not a coward and said viciously.

The fact is, most black people's IQ is not very high.

Hearing this, the black guy who took the gun glared at Mickey decisively and said, "No one wants your gun!"

Mickey heard this, took one look at the black guy and thought that this guy should be killed.

A moment of effort.

Mickey sat down in front of Piccolo.

"Mr. Milkovich, what brings you here? What's the matter?" Piccolo, who hadn't even finished elementary school, uttered these normal words, which was rare for him.

Mickey felt very uncomfortable after hearing this. He took out a cigarette and lit one. "I came here to discuss cooperation with you."

"Oh? What cooperation?" Piccolo asked in a bossy manner.

"From now on, give me 20 percent of the profits from your business," Mickey exhaled a puff of smoke and spoke calmly.

“????” Piccolo was stunned.

What kind of collaboration is this?

Is this guy here to rob?

The next second, Piccolo came back to his senses and became furious. His dark face was full of anger. "What the hell are you talking to me about?"

He is black, and from the South District at that. He can't pretend for more than a few seconds. There is nothing wrong with him.

Mickey remained calm and repeated, "I said, from now on, give me 20 percent of your profits from your business."

"Fuck you!" Piccolo didn't expect Mickey to actually repeat it. He stood up angrily and roared while pulling out his gun and pointing it at Mickey's head, "I'm going to kill you right now!"

Facing the black muzzle of the gun.

At this moment, even Mickey was surprised... He found that he was really not afraid.

So, Mickey smiled and said, "My people have surrounded this place. You can kill me, but after that, you and your people will all die."

"Your family, too."

"I think it's worth it to trade the three of us for so many of you."

"What do you say?"

boom!

Surrounded?

Damn it!

Piccolo was really frightened, his body trembled, and he was very panicked, "..."