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

    On the screen, the host was spitting excitedly.

    "Yesterday, the New York Drug Enforcement Bureau dispatched hundreds of special police and United Marines to raid the hi grass factory in Clinton District, killing 147 and arresting 259 gangs and drug makers."

    "This Hi grass factory has been located in New York for many years. It is the largest source of goods in the underground hi grass Market in New York. The amount of all kinds of hi grass seized at the scene alone is as high as 3728 kg, a record high."

    "The behind the scenes owner of the factory is Gao, a Chinese American woman. She tried to escape in the battle with the police and was shot and killed by Norman Steinfeld, director of the anti drug Bureau."

    "Now please look at the report sent back by our reporter on the spot..."

    As soon as the TV screen changed, it switched to the picture of the exchange of fire between the police and the Gang yesterday.

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

    "The special police of the anti narcotics bureau are well-trained, and the cooperation between various police types is perfect. They are moving steadily towards the factory step by step. The gang members were in disorder and did not organize effective resistance. They were soon defeated by the special police, gave up their weapons and surrendered. "

    The screen switches again and becomes a reporter''s interview with Stanfield. The interview place is in Mrs. Gao''s office, and her body is lying not far away.

    "This Hi grass factory is deeply hidden. Our anti drug Bureau tracked it for three consecutive years to accurately find its location. Fortunately, we succeeded in destroying it this time."

    "Here I want to say to the people who are hi grass, no matter what reason, don''t touch this thing. He will destroy not only your body, but also your family."

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

    “shit！ The son of a bitch himself is in the grass. He has a good intention to say such words. 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 mocked the incompetent New York police department.

    "God, the police didn''t notice that the grass factory has occupied new York for so many years?"

    "If not, it means that the people in the police station are a bunch of stupid guys. All of them should take off their uniforms, resign and replace a group of smart and capable policemen."

    "If the police knew the existence of hi grass factory in advance..."

    The host looked dignified first, and then leaned back tactically.

    "Although this idea is a little scary, I still want to say, do you NYPD have a shady money deal with hi grass factory?"

    Hiss!

    Jason took a breath.

    The host really dares to say!

    ………………

    Manhattan, New York.

    Kim also watches the news at home.

    His face darkened when he heard the host questioning the NYPD.

    His words are like baking the NYPD on the fire, or the kind of greasy.

    If the NYPD wants to respond to questions, it must show real achievements.

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

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

    Kim sighed heavily and thought that the life of the New York gangs would be difficult in the next period of time.

    He took out his cell phone and dialed Wesley.

    "Have you seen the news?"

    Wesley is a white paper fan, and his judgment of the situation is no less than that of Kimbo.

    "Yes. Don''t worry, I will restrain my men and forbid them to go out and cause trouble. "

    Jin shook his head and said, "this storm is much bigger than before. It''s not enough to restrain his men. We have to transport all the goods in the gang."

    "OK. I''ll arrange it right away and try to transport the goods tonight. "

    After hanging up, Wesley quickly put on his clothes and drove to the gang stronghold.

    If we do not strike hard, it will be as fierce as fire and as fast as wind.

    Time is pressing and can''t be delayed for a moment.

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

    "Mr. Wesley, what''s the matter? I have to rush the delivery."

    A middle-aged man with a big beard jumped from the co pilot''s position.

    "The plan has changed, and the shipment is suspended. In addition, inform all the leaders of the gang to go to the meeting room together. "

    Bearded stood there with a blank face and didn''t know what had happened.

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

    In the conference room, Wesley sat in the chair Jason had once sat in, with a serious face to convey Kim''s orders to more than a dozen leaders.

    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. They have more food at home. If they can''t go out, try not to go out. It''s strictly forbidden to make trouble during this period.

    Hearing Wesley''s order, all the leaders present showed dissatisfaction.

    Just because the police strike hard, they have to stop all work. What''s the reason.

    They are all old people under Jin and have never experienced the severe crackdown. They know the little tricks of the police.

    When Jason was in office, the more severe the crackdown was, the happier their business was.

    In Jason''s words: during the strike hard period, the small gangs are all huddled at home and dare not go out. This is a good opportunity for us to seize the market. We must not waste it.

    As for the police, it''s over to give more benefits. Compared with the daily gold business, this money is only a drop in the bucket.

    "Mr. Wesley, we stop working and don''t do business. What do our brothers eat?" Asked one of the leaders.

    "The strike hard period is not long. The short period is one week and the long period is one month. You didn''t give a penny less for the dividends in the gang. Can''t you even make it for a month? "

    The leaders here shook their heads.

    Consumerism culture is popular in the United States.

    More than 70% of residents in the United States have bank deposits of less than $1000, and the savings rate is only 5%, which is surprisingly low.

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

    In a word, they will have no food if they stop work.

    Wesley frowned: "no money! If you have no money, find your own way! "

    As soon as the words came out, the leaders immediately fried the pot and rushed to complain to Wesley.

    Wesley hasn''t managed the gang for a long time and hasn''t established authority among these leaders. Of course, these old slickers won''t convince him.

    If Jason did it, they would never dare to talk back.

    The scene was a little out of control. Wesley had to move out of Jinhe''s tiger skin, slap the table and angrily said, "do you dare to disobey Jinhe''s orders?"

    ………………………………………………………………

    In the afternoon, I came to the recommendation station for a short time. Only the [web popularity serial] recommendation, not the [starting point app] recommendation, went to the author group to ask, and I knew that this was a cool recommendation, which was equivalent to being sentenced to death with a reprieve by the editor!

    At present, mobile phone users are the big head, web page users are only the small head, only web page recommendation, and the results can be imagined.

    When I got this news, the power of codeword was exhausted, and I began to question myself and my novels.

    The depressed mood lasted for a long time, and now it can be regarded as calming down.

    Death with a reprieve

    In other words, there is still a glimmer of vitality.

    Next, I will devote more energy to the novel, try my best to modify the outline, optimize the plot again and again, and hope to polish the novel better.

    But the decision of life and death is still in the hands of your beloved readers.

    Your vote, collection, reward, comment and follow-up (most importantly) are the data for editing to judge the quality of a book. Only books with good data can get the next round of recommendation.

    Therefore, please be kind to your readers. Your support is really, very important!

    The author kneels down and thanks!