"It's almost the same level, you can find a chance for him to make a mistake!", The old man took off his work gloves covered with dirt and tossed it aside, looking at the potted plants in the sun, he was very satisfied. This is one of his few. Hobby too. It may be because they are old and unwilling to move around too much, or they may be eager for evergreen plants, hoping that they spend more time with these green plants can be infected with some evergreen things, In short, he was immersed in the crafts of potted gardens. He stretched his body and made a few figures resembling bone misalignment, sighing comfortably, "It's a terrible thing to be old!"

With his back on his back, he turned to look at a slightly dark-skinned provincial ya. Behind his smiling and smiling eyes was the indifference like ice. "Do you know how much profit this city can bring us every year? ", Before waiting for the slightly dark-skinned province ya to speak, he asked himself and answered," Is it 1.6 million stars, isn't it exaggerating, has it scared you? ", Saying his voice, She laughed at herself: "I have forgotten that you have been to a big city, and the income there is higher than that!"

If there are outsiders, I am afraid I ca n’t believe my ears. A small city on the border has a gray income of 1.6 million a year. According to official statistics, this is higher than the city ’s total annual tax payment. More than ten or twenty times, one-half of the city's total output value. Such a huge sum of income actually comes from the gray income! But if this income is detailed into every project, every executor, every profit point, then it is not so exaggerated.

Skilled women, bars selling private alcohol, smuggling of humans, transportation of contraband, income from euthanasia, extortion, and many other gray incomes add up to only 1.6 million, which seems to give people a little feeling A little bit.

The Prodigal standing in the sun opposite him nodded slightly, this guy is Lewis, the king of a new generation of underground kingdoms who have seen the Grand Pier. He is the "subordinate" of the old man. The main purpose of transferring him from the outside this time, in addition to filling the gap after Gordall's death, is also to hope that he can deal with Xiu En.

The old man continued, "But do you know what the income of remittances to the Imperial Central Bank this month is? More than 60,000 stars, less than half of the previous. This number should have been multiplied by the second prohibition. However, it is not only not improved now, but only half of what it was in the past. Where is the problem? "The old man took a few steps forward and walked in front of a sick potted plant, pushing the shelf directly.

The potted plant fell to the ground, the cracked flowerpot was scattered, and the compact soil in the flowerpot was shaken, revealing the rotten root tips. "The problem lies in Xiu En's body. Grow, not only in the private alcohol business, but recently I heard that he is also involved in the sheep pen business? "

Lewis nodded. The sheepfold was a black word, meaning the business of buying and selling people. It is difficult to understand the amazing profits of such a business. The kidnapping of a girl or a boy has no cost to the gang. As long as they have selected the target, they only need to get the person back. There is no upfront investment and no later maintenance funds, but the people they tied back can sell for a high price.

It can be said that this is a sale with no capital and a profit rate of 10,000 times.

Girls or boys who are excellent in all aspects will be sold by auction in other developed places. The higher the quality, the higher the price of the auction, and sometimes even a super high price of tens of thousands or 100,000 yuan. As for the low quality, there will not be a loss, one thousand or two thousand less, and seven thousand or eight thousand more.

Alcohol and population can be said to be the two pillars of Tener's gray income. Now Xiuen has discounted the legs of private wine, and he intends to intervene in the buying and selling of the population. This has touched the core interests of the vested interests in Tener City, so they must drive Xiun out of Tener or let He shut up forever.

To this end, these people made a plan, and then chose a plan implementer, which is Lewis.

The old man pursed his lips, removed the gold-rimmed eyes, and rubbed the eyes that were deep in his orbits. "Follow what we said before. If he doesn't bow his head, send him to see God!" Lewis stumbled across, and Lewis stooped and bowed his head without hesitation. He has been to big cities, and has learned more about how powerful the core energy in a city is, and that is not something he can compete with.

"If you do this well, you are the king of the sewers. If you don't do well, go back wherever you come from!"

The old man returned to the study and sat by the window. The light projected through the glass window made him warm all over. He opened the book and continued reading from where he read in the morning, but was thinking of other thing.

When Xiuen treated an informer in a rough way on the street, the news quickly passed into the ears of the city, and they were all waiting for this opportunity. When calm down, Xiu'en is not so easy to deal with. They also gradually realized the real intention of Magus, and used the death of his son as an excuse to force the establishment of the contraband investigation bureau. This sword is indeed severe enough. Fortunately, they have Come up with a solution.

In the early stage, they sent brokers to bribe Xiu En, but the guy is still in the contraband investigation bureau on the grounds that he is suspected of transporting contraband. Later, they also warned Xiu En through threats and intimidation, but they were ignored by Xiu En. There are actually many ways to kill Xiu En, but considering that Xiu En's boss is the new governor, they cannot use such a rude method as soon as they come up, so they chose to abide by the rules of the game and make Xiu En wrong.

As long as Xiu En is wrong, there is no reason for him to stay in the city, and another person may not be as decisive as Xiu En.

The purpose of a series of false intelligence in the previous period was to make Xiun feel that he was being played with by this city, giving him an urge to anger and no place to burst out. He was like a ball. When the air in the ball reached the point where the ball could The critical point of the load, only a slight touch at this time-oh!

When Xiu'en is resolved, the city will return to peace again, just as before.

The old man sank down and devoted himself to reading.

The quiet day did not last for a few days. Xiu En knew that he had been tricked again. The accompanying agents wearing RCA printings came out of the house with strange faces, bypassing Xiu En in fear of becoming him. Discouraged object. Recently, Xiu's temper has become worse and better, but fortunately everyone can understand. Apart from sweeping the bar and some entertainment venues on time every day to check for contraband sales, they have not made much achievements in other aspects. Instead, they have to be played almost once a day, or even two or three times.

The situation is the same today. Someone put an envelope in the mailbox of the Bureau of Contraband Investigation, saying that some people were hiding and selling narcotics here. Xiu'en immediately took people across half the city and came here, but the result was nothing but dust and rats. Sometimes when he received information and clues, he already had a premonition that he was being tricked, but he could not fail to come, and he could not come without a full arm. What if he really did?

After being played again, Xiu Yan took a deep breath, and shouted an extremely ugly expression, and at this time a child ran over with a box and stood in front of him.

"Someone asked me to give this to you, but you want to give me a dollar." The child hugged the box tightly, staring at Xiu En with stare big eyes. If you do n’t give money, I wo n’t give you anything. Resolute.

Xiu's expression was a bit weird. He still took out a piece of money and shoved it into the child's hand. The child gave the box with a smile to Xiu'en ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ and walked away. The appearance of the child made Xiu'en feel a little better. He shook the square box that was almost twenty centimeters wide in his hand, and there was no sound of anything being shaken. He thought for a moment and decided to open the box, and the moment he opened the box, there was a snoring noise, and the white smoke filled instantly.

The discouraged detectives immediately looked nervously, raised their weapons, and looked around alertly. Two people rushed into the smoke, and after a while coughing, they pulled Xiun out.

He was not injured, and the white powder was not a deadly poisonous powder, it was just ordinary flour. But because of this behavior and result, Xiu'en became even more angry. His hands shook involuntarily. His gaze was gazing at the independent houses in the surrounding area, and he looked at those houses. Or open or closed windows. He understood that someone was watching him and might be laughing at such a "prank".

As he wiped the flour on his face, he snorted and asked, "Where did the **** little ghost run?"

There are all middle-class families living here, each with separate houses and yards, and the streets are very neat and orderly. Someone immediately pointed at the fourth house and said, "He ran into that house! "

Xiu En said something to keep up, and immediately took the man to chase after him. He wanted to know who was watching his jokes in secret, and who was playing him all day. He was about to explode, and the ignited flame in his violent chest could almost redden the sky!

The moment he opened the door as soon as the door was pushed, the two children with pistols rushed out and held guns at him ...