United states tax collector

Wilford led David and others out of the back door of the casino, walked about 100 meters, and came to an entrance with a sign of 'Indian Style Street'.

I saw that the flow of people entering this entrance was not small, but the people entering and exiting showed two polar attitudes.

The faces of those who entered were filled with anticipation and eagerness.

The men who came out looked sluggish, their eyes dim, as if they had been hollowed out inside.

"Let's go in, Chief David!"

Under the leadership of Wilford, David walked in and saw a sea of ​​flowers.

But what is more eye-catching than the sea of ​​flowers is that, looking around, everything here is like nature returning to its original state. People here seem to have forgotten all the moral and secular concepts outside, and all kinds of ways are blended together (here Ten thousand words have been omitted.)

Half an hour later.

Everyone browsed from the street to the end of the street.

Seeing the "eye-opening" look of David and others, Willard said proudly: "How about Chief David, do you dare to say that this is not a man's paradise?"

David didn't answer, but he was really shocked by this Indian-style street.

He can even guarantee that even the prosperous DG Street in China would never be able to play as many tricks as here!

Here, there is nothing you can't think of, and there is nothing you can't do here. Even because there are no legal restrictions, you can play anything here and dare to play!

A man’s paradise, it certainly deserves this title!

In the midst of his thoughts, a young Indian man walked up to Willard and whispered a few words in a low voice.

Wilford nodded and waved to David and others: "Come on, Chief David, please come here with me!"

He led David and others forward for a few hundred meters and came to a tent. Then he opened the tent's cover and said, "Chief David, this is the first time you have come to our tribe. It is the custom of the tribe that the visitor is a guest, and you need to give the guest a small gift."

"small gift?"

David thought for a moment, and then walked over. He wanted to see what other tricks this guy could play.

Soon, David and others entered the tent.

But when he saw the pile of items placed in the middle of the tent, he and Nissenbaki and others behind him were shocked.

It was a pile of neatly folded banknotes, like a small mountain bag. They couldn't estimate the exact amount, but it was definitely 20-30 million!

At this time, everyone couldn't help but have a thought in their minds, that is, this Indian tribe is really rich!

"Elder Wilford, what do you mean?"

David was the first to react and turned around to question.

Willard replied with a smile on his face: "This is just a small gift. Chief David, you and your brothers, as long as you can take it, you can take as much as you want... Oh, yes, bang bang."

At the end of the sentence, Willard seemed to remember something again and clapped his hands.

The next second, the tent cover was lifted, and women walked in. Each of them looked a little dull, but their movements were very decent, as if they were animals in the zoo that had been trained countless times by trainers.

Within a short while, all 10 women came in. They lined up in a row and stood in front of David and others.

David looked at these women carefully and found that although they were well developed, their faces and skin were very immature. He guessed that their real age was around 16-17 years old.

"Tax Chief David, these are a new batch of top-notch products from our tribe, but they are all females. If you like it..."

Willard did not continue, but his meaning was already obvious.

David ignored him, walked up to a tall girl with fair skin, and asked, "What's your name?"

"Caroline, sir!"

The girl named Caroline raised her chin in order to facilitate David's detailed observation of his appearance, but she did not dare to look directly into David's eyes. It was obvious that this posture was also specially trained.

"How old are you?"

"15."

"from where?"

"Philadelphia..."

"Why are you here?"

"this……"

Caroline lowered her head, a trace of pain flashed in her eyes, but she seemed to remember something terrible again, and tried to adjust her posture to normal before raising her head.

At this time, David was already confirmed.

While shopping just now, he discovered several human traffickers with his golden fingers.

These girls were probably kidnapped by the traffickers and then forcibly sold here.

It’s easy to imagine what will happen to these girls when they arrive in this kind of reservation without legal restrictions.

The key thing is that these girls are only 15.6 years old, but they are still at school age!

The more David thought about it, the more he felt that these human traffickers and the man in front of him were a little evil. Then he turned to look at him and asked, "Elder William, what do you mean?"

"It doesn't mean anything else, it's just a small gift. If Chief David doesn't like it, I'll have another batch come over..."

Willard thought David didn't like him, so he hurriedly called his men to replace him.

But before he could speak, David interrupted: "No, take me to see your chief!"

He had already explored the illegal trading situation of the Indian tribes. If he encountered such a thing again, he was not in the mood to stay any longer.

Although I feel some sympathy for the suffering of these girls, there is nothing I can do about it. The IRS is only responsible for tax matters. They have no authority to govern these illegal and criminal matters!

"ah?"

Willard was a little confused and quickly said: "Then Tax Chief David, these..."

"I said, take me to your chief!"

"This... okay..."

Willard really didn't expect that he had made so much preparations and thought that David would be on the right track, but he didn't expect that it would backfire.

But there was no way, David had such a tough attitude and tone, he didn't dare to say anything more, so he could only do what he said.

Meanwhile, Gal's residence.

"What did you say? Got it!"

Gal put down the phone with a gloomy look on his face, then looked at everyone and said, "The IRS is coming!"

Hearing this, all the elders also frowned.

Because from Gal's expression, they had already seen that, in all likelihood, Wilford's side had not been able to deal with David!

I don’t know what kind of bloody storm will happen between the two sides after David gets here.

Half an hour passed while I was thinking.

At this time, a young Indian man came in and said, "Chief, Elder Willard is here with the people from the IRS."

"Let them in!"

"yes."

Soon, David and his party were brought in.

[Name: Gal Omaha. 】

[Occupation: Indian tribal chief. 】

[Monthly income: legal income 12 million US dollars, illegal income 7.5 million US dollars. 】

[Income details: Income from ruling tribes and sheltering criminals in tribes...]

【More details:……】

[Amount of tax payable: US$2,970,000. 】

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[Name: Antoinette Lance. 】

[Occupation: Indian tribe elder. 】

[Monthly income: Legal income is 3.6 million U.S. dollars, illegal income is 1.3 million U.S. dollars. 】

[Income details: Income through tribal dividends...]

【More details:……】

[Tax payable: US$514,800. 】

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[Name: Langman Fitzgerald. 】

[Occupation: Indian tribe elder. 】

[Monthly income: legal income 3.5 million US dollars, illegal income 1.4 million US dollars. 】

[Income details: Income through tribal dividends...]

【More details:……】

[Tax payable: US$554,400. 】

…

Although he had already expected it, after coming in to examine the income of Chief Gal and other elders, David couldn't help but smack his lips.

Chief Gal's monthly illegal income alone is as high as 7.5 million U.S. dollars, and the amount of tax he needs to pay is nearly 3 million U.S. dollars.

The amount of tax that other elders need to pay on their illegal income also starts in the hundreds of thousands.

If he could get it all, David did a rough calculation and found that it would be at least 8 million US dollars.

Coupled with the taxes that this Indian tribe and other criminals who come here to do business need to pay, if they are all collected smoothly, he may have to take the top spot in the tax performance list for this assessment period!

You know, this is Las Vegas.

If he, the tax chief of the Lake District, topped the tax performance list, what kind of sensation would it cause?

"Tax Chief David, welcome your IRS to visit our tribe. How about it? The scenery of our tribe is pretty good."

While David was still immersed in thoughts about taxes, Gal's words interrupted his thoughts.

David replied: "Yes, Chief Gal, your tribe has done a good job in planning. Even compared to our lake area, it's not that bad!"

"From now on, you are welcome to visit our tribe as a guest at any time, Chief David. We will definitely treat you as the most distinguished guest!"

The meaning of Gal's words was already obvious.

As long as you don't mess with us, our Indian tribe will treat you as a guest from now on. If you have anything to do, just give us your orders!

David replied expressionlessly: "Let's talk about being a guest later. Chief Gal, you know why our IRS is here. Give the people to us, and we will turn around and leave without hurting your tribe's flowers." A grass!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Gal and the other elders sitting there suddenly darkened, and the atmosphere at the scene solidified instantly.

What are they doing all this for?

Isn’t it just to make this matter a big deal and a trivial matter!

But now they have lowered their postures so low, and David still looks like he is not letting go. This is a bit too bullying!

Te Wen got more and more confused as he thought about it, and said in a slightly unhappy tone: "Why is it like this? Chief David, as the saying goes, one more friend is better than one more enemy. It will not be beneficial to both parties if this continues!"

David glanced at him and replied disdainfully: "You must be Tewen, right? There is an old saying in China that a son does not teach his father how to live. Your son may have ended up like this because of you. !”

"What did you say!"

Twin stood up in a hurry and stared at David with a cannibalistic look.

As an elder of an Indian tribe, even the mayor and council members must be polite when meeting him. When did anyone dare to say such disrespectful words to him?

"Shut up!"

Gal glared at Twin, then turned to look at David and said, "What if we don't have the person you're looking for here?"

David sneered: "No? Then our IRS will search it ourselves!"

"How dare you, this is our Indian reservation!"

"Under federal law, no law enforcement agency has enforcement authority on our reservation!"

"This is our reservation, not your lake area!"

Upon hearing David's words, the other elders also became angry and stood up one after another to accuse.

Originally, it was enough for David to arrest their tribesmen like this, which was enough to bring shame to their tribe. If he came in to search them again, what would be the difference from sitting on their heads and shitting on them?

"Whether you have the power to enforce the law or not is not up to you. Chief Garr, you are a smart man, so you should make smart choices!"

"I'll give you one day to hand over Dieter before 1 o'clock tomorrow, otherwise you will bear the consequences yourself!"

After that, David stood up and left.

And when he was about to walk out of the door, Gal suddenly shouted: "Tax Commissioner David, is there really no room for maneuver in this matter?"

"No, the only way for you is to make friends!"

Having said this, Gal had nothing to say and could only watch David leave.

"This damn bastard, he is the chief tax officer of the Internal Revenue Service, and he only earns tens of thousands of dollars a month at most. Why does he have to work so hard?"

"I don't want any money or women. This bastard is really a loyal dog of the IRS!"

"..."

Seeing David leaving, the elders couldn't help but cursed.

Gal said in a deep voice: "Contact Congressman Marcus!"

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Entrance to the West End.

Seeing David's safe return, Simmons and others stationed here breathed a sigh of relief and quickly came up to inquire about the situation.

David didn't say much, just gave a few brief explanations, then led the team back to the bureau, and then went straight to the director's office.

When he saw David coming back, William immediately asked: "How's it going? What's going on inside?"

"The illegal transactions there are indeed rampant, possibly involving tens of millions of dollars every month!"

"Tens of millions of dollars a month."

William's eyes lit up, and then he changed the topic: "What about Dieter, what did they say?"

David replied: "As expected, neither the chief nor the elders of their tribe are willing to surrender!"

"Don't want to?"

William's face sank at first, then he said with a sinister smile: "It doesn't matter, I have good news for you. The materials sent to the state bureau have been passed, and our armed forces can be dispatched at any time!"

David was not too surprised and replied: "The deadline I gave them is before 1 noon tomorrow, but I don't think they will pay it in. By then..."

The two 'plotted' for several hours, and it wasn't until 5 o'clock that David walked out of the office.