He was handcuffed by the EDS commando and pressed Rod Jonathan, who returned to the nightclub. He entered his office with a few thugs who were still trembling with their scared hands.

　　 I saw Robert Ritchie commanding the DEB agent with a smile on his face, trying to pry open a safe with a tool.

　　 Rod Jonathan couldn't help but curl his lips when he saw it. If the safe was so easy to pry open, the company that sold the thing would be sued for bankruptcy even if it didn't go bankrupt.

　　 But Rod didn’t take a long time, Tom Davis said to his two Miller brothers, "Go and help."

　　 "No problem head."

　　 The two of them took out a long strip of yellow mud from their backpacks without picking up crowbars and other things.

　　 In an instant, Robert and the agents from the Bureau of Detectives took a breath.

　　 It turns out that this thing is a plastic explosive that can be kneaded into any shape.

　　 Soon a long slender strip attached to the safe, not to mention, Tom winked at the person who was pressing Rhode, and then turned his mouth at the safe.

　　 The commando member who came to understand smiled, and intentionally or unintentionally pressed Rod forward a few steps.

　　Rod, of course, did not want to go forward, and he also knew that this must be frightening himself.

　　 What he didn't expect was that he grabbed his two commandos and lifted him to the solid wood desk two meters to the left of the safe.

　　 unlocked the handcuffs and handcuffed himself to the legs of the table.

　　 One or two minutes later, a group of people left the office, and Rod was looking contemptuously at the two Miller brothers who had finally retreated.

　　 A series of crisp explosions sounded fiercely from two meters away.

　　 So scared Rod almost peeed his pants.

　　 Then when he looked at Tom and the others, there was a panic expression in his eyes.

　　 Since plastic explosives can be deformed at will, it means that a knowledgeable person can calculate the approximate power.

　　 It's not difficult to scare Rod and blow up the safe.

　　 From the safe, a few agents searched for gold and guns. When they saw a few bags of flour, everyone suddenly smiled.

　　With this thing, it means that Rod does not want to get away, let alone no one can take Rod from the Anti-Reading Bureau.

　　 However, although Rod Jonathan was scared at this time and scolded Tom and the others as lunatics, he did not intend to surrender and plead guilty.

　　 Possession of flour and unregistered guns in the United States. Although it is certainly guilty, the crime does not depend on the ability of the lawyer.

　　 If the number is small, it will not be judged how many years.

　　 It's a pity that Robert has been a policeman for many years and he has been transferred to the Bureau of Investigation for 3 years.

　　 has dealt with various criminals a lot, not only has rich experience, but also knows how to deal with them.

　　Because he was admitted to the lawyer's qualification certificate, he also knew what the accusations of Rod Jonathan were the most feared.

　　 wearing gloves took a ledger from the safe, and looked through it for a while.

　　 then pointed to the pile of seven to eighty thousand dollars on the table, and said to Rod, "According to the records written on this ledger, the monthly net income of this nightclub is roughly 40,000 dollars on average.

　　 And I remember your information shows that the taxes paid in these years have never exceeded US$3,000.

　　 It seems you should pay a lot less tax, right? "

　　Fku.

　　 Rod Jonathan's expression changed, his face staring at Robert Rich with extremely ugly expression, "You have to know that you are nosy and wrong the leader of a power. The consequences may not be something you can bear."

　　 Just after Rod’s threatening words, Tom Davis took the m416 rifle from the shoulder of William Miller beside him.

　　 A gun **** slammed Rod Jonathan's head.

　　 At the same time that Rod's head was battered, people began to faint.

　　 Moreover, no matter how hard he struggles, his body is always held tightly by the two commando members around him.

　　 A few thugs moved slightly, and their heads were held up by the muzzle, which immediately made them afraid to move.

　　 After a while, the dizziness slowly disappeared, and Rod looked to Tom Davis with difficulty.

　　 But the black hood on Tom's face, let alone see what it looks like, even the expression is not clear.

　　 suddenly cursed in his heart, these **** cowards.

　　 There is no way to determine his identity, there is no way to retaliate, and Rod can only stare into Tom's eyes with hatred.

　　 Then there was a closer and closer gun **** printed in his eyes, and he slammed his forehead and received another severe blow.

　　 At the same time that Rod was so painful this time, he felt that he couldn't stand up because of his screaming.

　　 But he kept muttering vaguely in his mouth, "I want to sue you, I must sue you."

　　 "Whatever," Tom Davis squinted his eyes and said, "Anyway, I don't have to worry about not having a barrister to help me defend, let alone having the money to hire a lawyer.

　　 And, to be honest, I actually prefer to leave the Anti-Reading Bureau and return to my original job. "

　　 Robert and the members of the fast assault team on the spot, all understand what Tom meant.

　　 Compared with staying next to the big boss like Li Changheng, being a detective agent is really not that attractive.

　　 Then I saw Tom raised the **** of the rifle again and hit Rod on the neck.

　　 "Stop it."

　　 Robert, who hasn't asked him yet, hurriedly pulled Tom away, then smiled and looked at Rod who was truly terrified in his eyes, and said, "Man, let me just threaten you.

But these guys are all ruthless people who kill people without blinking, and are not afraid of finding a high-paying job~lightnovelpub.net~ Even, when you are driving on the street someday, as long as you have some flour hidden in the car , They just killed you directly for reasons.

　　 And, don’t forget, a few hours ago, there were more than a dozen popular Lucas family members, as well as four core members, but they all killed them. "

　　 Probably he was shocked by Tom's brutal brutality just now, and Rod frankly did not refute this time.

　　 Instead, he stared at Robert in front of him and asked, "The Lucas family has been wiped out by you, and I am just a small character. What do you want?"

　　 "Very simple", Robert smiled, "Someone reported to us that you are not only the Lucas family's flour distributor, but the mastermind of Denzel Lucas and his wife Allen were shot a few days ago."

　　 Damn old witch.

　　 Rod thought of Martha Lucas in an instant, and it was probably that the mastermind of the shooting was indeed himself, his eyes flashed, and some guilty sophistry said, "That has nothing to do with me."

　　 Robert shrugged, "We have been staring at Denzel for almost three years. When he and his wife were shot, my people were ten meters away."

　　 Then Robert reported a license plate number, and Rod suddenly showed a panic expression.

　　 The license plate number just said was indeed true, but the agent who was staring at Denzel at the time, before he had time to drive to chase, the attacked car had already rushed a hundred meters away.

　　 When I wanted to chase him, seeing Denzel's driver got out of the car and shot back, the two detectives immediately looked forward to Denzel's death.