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One, Elizabeth took away all the staff she used to be in the various stores, and the eyeliner she had placed in the police station also left. Torres looked at the increasingly disturbed crowd, "Second, since you have won 'every time' before, have you never wondered why other gangs dare to interfere in our business? "

Some people reacted and stopped making a sound, while others resented:

"Then if our stores are no longer free to trade, what will happen to the profits from free trade?"

"I looked at the accounts of your stores yesterday." Torres put his hands in the pockets of his trousers, "The profit distribution of arms will be based on the original accounts for one quarter, and will be changed to the distribution according to the size of the business order introduced; The amount of medicines brought back to the store below will be drawn according to the original proportion, and at the same time, the corresponding proportion will be subsidized to you according to the number of offlines traded here; the skin and meat business has basically not moved. Now it means that I have concentrated on taking the big risks , You sit on the ground and collect money, isn’t that good?”

More people are nodding their heads.

"I don't want to!" There was a retort from a table next to Torres, and an angry young man shouted dissatisfiedly, "I still feel free before. Whichever business you do, hand it in according to the various ratios every month, and the rest belongs to your own store. Everyone works with a head, so what is it now? Hand over the business to the head office, and sit on the ground and eat soft food where?!"

"The world is different now, A/Er/Bah/Ni/A, the police department is increasingly cracking down on gangster activities in the city. Recently, the police department has transferred a powerful character from the Intelligence Bureau. We need Treat it with caution, that's why I proposed that I sit in the head office to bear the biggest risk, the site was won by everyone, and we must defend it together, not to let everyone here have soft food..."

"Fighting is fighting, what's the big deal about being a cop? I like fighting the most. Anyway, I am a bloody man, not like you, Torres Rolinatis. If it weren't for the boss's sister who was chasing after the boss, you might crawl Come to this seat, you are so afraid of fighting, you are the one who eats soft food..."

Gilbert, who was standing in the hall leading people to monitor the people in charge, couldn't bear it any longer. He was about to step forward to stop him when he heard a "bang", and A/E/B/N/Ya was slapped in the chest by Torres. He kicked his foot so violently that he fell to the ground, his face turned pale immediately, everyone around was startled, and a few people stood up in the distance, but none of them dared to step forward.

"Don't toast, don't eat fine wine." Torres looked normal, as if he just accidentally kicked A/Er/Bar/Ni/Ya.Gilbert sighed, underestimating that Torres, who was weak in appearance, could only die. This brother joined the Bradzinski family too ignorant of the situation.

"A/er/ba/ni/ya, it doesn't matter if you offend me, and I don't mind being addicted to swearing, but I strongly suggest that you think about it. Now this land is named Brazinski, if you want to Restore its former surname Vargas under the cover of the so-called 'free trade', and I will make your life worse than death." Torres squatted beside Al/Ba/Ni/Ya who was curled up in pain, Smash the account book and an investigation document of the store that A/Er/Ba/Nia is in charge of in his face.

A/er/ba/ni/ya groaned and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Torres walked back to the middle of the stage without even looking at him:

"I suggest that some people find out about the abilities of Arthur Kirkland, who was airborne from the police station, before calling me. That gloomy and cunning British/British guy had previously killed the underworld leader Wang's family in the east of the city in the Intelligence Bureau." It was a mess, and several senior cadres were instigated. Guys who want to confront the police, you should weigh yourself first before talking big. In addition, guys who want to continue to sever ties with the Vargas family, I will give you half a day It's time to pack your bags and get out. I'll find out later that it won't be so cheap to give you a kick. Okay, now, do you have any questions? If not, the meeting will end. Gilbert and I will report this to the boss later. two days."

As soon as he left the bar, Torres saw a young man with over-the-ear blond hair standing on the sidewalk outside the gate, holding a shopping bag in his hand, staring blankly at the notice board at the entrance of the bar that said "internal adjustments, closed for one day". Realizing that someone was coming out of the bar, the golden man turned his head, and after a few seconds of recognition on Torres' face, he showed a happy smile, rushed in front of Torres, and held the shopping bag in his hand to his eyes.

Torres looked at the other party vigilantly, and at the same time wondered whether he knew this person in his mind.Instead, Gilbert beside him greeted the other party with the attitude of an old friend:

"Hey, Felix, why aren't you wearing women's clothes?"

"It's afternoon, I only wear it at night." The blond man rolled his eyes at Gilbert, and handed the shopping bag to Torres more attentively, "Thank you for your coat, I won't wear it that night It was dirty, so I took it home, cleaned it, and brought it to you."

Felix, a man in women's clothing, Torres remembered, two nights ago, he did take off his coat and gave it to a man in women's clothes who was pestered by someone because he was drunk. The other person's name was Felix, Felix Luca Sevic.

"Oh, it's okay, I said you can do whatever you want with your coat." Torres took the shopping bag containing his coat, and involuntarily looked at him a few more times. Felix Lukasevich was wearing a loose A beige pullover jacket with a light green shirt collar exposed, a pair of brown and khaki checkered slacks, more like an ordinary college student, the only similarity to the drunk woman in the pink dress that night The most important thing is probably the pair of transparent green eyes.

"It seems that you only recognize me in women's clothing." Felix blinked green eyes at Torris slyly, "Then I will meet you in women's clothing in the future." Said, without waiting for Torris and Ki Albert replied and spun around on the spot with one foot, and strode away.

"What a strange man," Torres and Gilbert continued to walk forward, "I was about to ask you, who is he, and why does he seem to know Elizabeth very well."

"Oh, boss, don't worry, I know all about his details," Gilbert patted Torres on the shoulder, signaling him not to be too vigilant, "Felix is ​​not a gang member, It's not the police station. This guy's family is poor and he doesn't succeed in his studies. He works in a nearby gallery during the day and goes to the bar at night to get drunk and let off the pressure of life. He wears women's clothes because he lost a bet with his wife by chance. It turned out that he felt very good after wearing it, and he would wear women's clothes at night, as long as he didn't speak... No one would find out that he was a man, but he deceived many people."

"Are you sure his background is fine?" Torres asked.

"No problem, the man's mother-in-law is very accurate at seeing people, and his nose is good enough. He doesn't smell like a police officer or other families."

Torres and Gilbert, who came back from Ivan in the afternoon, were in a good mood. The boss instructed them to let go of their work. The police department's eyeliner will reschedule as soon as possible, and notify the two as soon as it is in place.

As soon as I entered the bar, Bul/Ga/Lea/A greeted me:

"Boss, we hired a pianist, S/L/V/K is signing a contract with him in your office."

"Why so fast?" Gilbert muttered, and followed Torres into the store manager's office.

"Okay, just sign in the lower left corner. May we have a happy cooperation, Mr. Edelstein." S/Lo/V/K handed the document to the applicant sitting at the big desk with his back to the door, The latter immediately lowered his head and started writing.

"Is this the newly recruited pianist?" Torres asked.

"E, E, Edelstein?" Gilbert raised his voice an octave, and grabbed the doorknob excitedly.

The candidate sitting at the big desk trembled when he heard the voice, turned his head nervously, and saw the beast beside Torres, Gilbert with sparkling red eyes, who seemed to have found a prey, and screamed , turn around and take the application contract from Sri Lanka/Lo/V/K:

"No! Mr. S/L/F/K! I've changed my mind! I quit! The contract is void!!!"

"Young master, this is your own trap." Gilbert pounced on the tiger, pushed the brown-haired pianist on the desk, and said with a wicked smile, "The deed of sale has been signed, and the contract will take effect immediately." Why don't you go to the city hall and sign the marriage certificate with my uncle immediately!"

"Gilbert, I don't recommend you to be the first gangster who was arrested for going to the government department to register for marriage." Then stand up.

"Roderich Edelstein, your acquaintance?" Torres sat comfortably on the back sofa behind the desk, picked up the pianist's resume and asked. /Gal/Lea/A looked like he was enjoying the show, watching Gilbert hurriedly locked the newly recruited pianist in a private room closest to the office, and then returned to the office.

"Yes," Gilbert looked satisfied, and the pianist, who ignored the mandatory contract, knocked on the door and shouted in the private room, "Didn't my family move later, and we moved to this young master's house, at first It was because he couldn't understand the young master's pretentious aristocratic style, and because he studied too well, he was better than my uncle in everything, so he found an excuse to fight with him.