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Chapter 278: Who Moved My Daughter! (21/150(2/5)

There's nothing I can do about it, well, there's nothing anyone can do about it...

If you block someone, beat them up, search them, and take all their money.

This process sounds a lot like robbery.

It's just law enforcement officers robbing criminals. Of course, if the money is enough, they will let them go on the spot.

If no one is caught, there will naturally be no funds to report, and the money does not exist.

Every month, those gangs also use part of their income to support the police expenses in this area.

You will not give cash directly, such as filling up gas, buying daily necessities, paying for meals...

Ahem, that sounds familiar.

Only bandits have soldiers, and both sides complement each other.

If the security in the city is really good and there are no criminals, do we still need so many police officers?

Apparently a lot of police officers are going to be fired.

Human beings have different joys and sorrows. Obviously, the American police do not want public security to improve.

In fact, gangsters hope that public security will be better.

Just like the Los Angeles riots, the world was in chaos, and the income of gangs, large and small, suddenly stagnated.

The ‘goods’ in hand cannot be sold, people don’t know where they have gone, and the sales network is broken.

The shops are all closed and there is no place for extortionists.

It was a mess, and there were no guests at all.

Industries run by gangs have also been shut down.

This is why Sean said that there is unrest in Los Angeles, the police are happy, and the gangs are angry.

The police were happy, which showed the importance of the police.

You may not like me, but you can't live without me...

"Mr. Sean, do you have any successful experience for me?" Mayor Tom looked at Sean with burning eyes.

How could I forget what this handsome young rich man in front of me did to make his fortune?

No one knows gangs better than him!

"What if Mr. Sheriff has a powerful armed force that he can mobilize, has nothing to do with local forces, and does not need to eat into the police budget?" Sean said with a smile.

"Hiss!" Tom thought of many things in an instant.

If there was such a force, the sergeant who accepted his fate would not be completely ignored, and the people below would not dare to blatantly obey him.

And the local gangs don't dare not give him face as the mayor. Everything will undergo a big change.

As for the part of the financial budget that needs to be paid for this, Tom doesn't pay attention at all.

Having been the mayor of Los Angeles for more than ten years, he still has this power.

Just a simple chat, even if things are settled, just let the team come up with a specific plan.

The Los Angeles riots provided the best excuse.

The phenomenon of insufficient police force has been exposed to the eyes of the United States. At this time, the most disciplined and popular umbrella companies are hired to supplement the police force.

Even if it is specifically designed to deal with such emergencies, no one can say that the reasons are not sufficient at this time.

Cook the raw rice into cooked rice as soon as possible.

Tom thought of many things at once, and his whole body became excited and eager.

With an armed force in his hands, Fake felt straightened up just thinking about it.

As long as you have a good relationship with the man in front of you, no one can shake this powerful armed force!!

"Looks like I'm going to have to work overtime tonight." He picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp. Tom said with a smile. He was ready to leave and went back to worry about the team and prepare a speech!

Let's settle things today.

"Oh, by the way, I have a friend who really wants to meet Mr. Tom." Sean also drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

"Oh, who is it?" Tom cheered up. This must be Sean's request today. He knew it could not be refused.

"Jonas, a black man, my good friend." Sean smiled and gestured to the other side.

Tom looked over and saw a black man standing next to Whitney Houston on the other side, raising his hand to toast them in the air.

Tom didn't know this person, but he was introduced by Sean and stood among a group of people such as Whitney Houston. He wanted to go back and forth to inquire.

Tom Bradley is gone, which has attracted a lot of attention.

No one knew what Sean had talked about with Tom, so it was probably a big deal for him to leave in such a hurry.

Having made a good deal with Tom, Sean started chatting with various bosses again.

The boss of MGM, the gambling tycoon Kirk Kerkorian, specifically asked Sean to chat, "Are you interested in building a casino?"

Kirk Kerkorian took a fancy to the power of Sean's umbrella.

To open a casino, the hotel must be luxurious enough and the service must be good enough, but these can all be solved with money, and anyone can do it.

But deterrence, the ability to prevent other colleagues from coming to trouble you, and the ability to prevent those who lose their red eyes from causing trouble, is the core competitiveness.

Just like going to the casino to play, Jordan lost a million, and the casino didn't care at all.

But if Sean loses a million in a casino, then the casino will have to think about it.

I dare to lose, do you dare to win?

Sean didn't give a clear answer to this. The casino must make money, and the turnover is very large, which is especially suitable for making money.

As the host of this banquet, Sean will not just hang around in the circles of rich people and politicians.

After wandering around for a while, we came to the Hollywood area.

Xiaobu, Jianguo and others are also here. As famous playboys and rich, these guys are very popular.

Sean came over and put his hands on the shoulders of Xiaobu and Jianguo, "How are you? Did you have fun?"

"Haha, very good. I like movies very much. This is a completely different life." Jianguo raised his eyebrows and said, "You know me, I like to experience these."

"No one knows filming better than me!"

As soon as he said this, people around him began to cheer.

Sean couldn't help but laugh. He is the most down-to-earth person among American presidents. You clearly know that he is bragging, but it is hard for you to hate him. "Okay, I will ask you to guest star in the next movie."

"It's settled!" Jianguo pointed at Sean.

"It's just a role, how about a tramp." Sean teased with a smile.

"Oh my God, then I must be the most handsome homeless man, bar none!"

Turn left, turn right.

As soon as I came to Hollywood, I don't know why, but every time Sean showed up, there were always many female stars around him.

All kinds of skin colors, all kinds of heights, all kinds of styles, all kinds of sizes,

Various elastic...

real or fake……

Seeing those bitches keep moving towards Sean, Nicole Kidman and Elizabeth Yin tried to get closer several times but were squeezed away.

They used a lot of force and tried their best to break through, but they were so angry that they kept grinding their teeth and cursing.

This is not to mention Maggie Cheung and Michelle Yeoh.

The vast majority of people here are white, and there are only a small number of black movie stars and singers. The few of them who are yellow are even more conspicuous.

Although I don’t know how a few yellow-skinned people got into a dinner party of this level, but consciously or unconsciously, everyone was rejecting them.

On this occasion, Maggie Cheung and Michelle Yeoh held hands, once again showing a scene of deep sisterly love.

Fanglong was amazed to see it.

This little boat of friendship has just merged again.

There are too many women, all of them are stunningly beautiful, and they are always nuzzling towards Sean intentionally or unintentionally, which makes Sean forget about Nicole and the others at all.

The banquet lasted for more than an hour. Sean was a little hungry after working so hard. He patted Whitney Houston's butt beside him and said, "You guys talk first, I'm going to get something to eat."

"I also have food here." Whitney rolled her big breasts hard on Sean's arm.

"That's right, Mr. Sean, do you want some milk? I'm squeezing it now." Next to her, Janet Jackson bit her lower lip, stretched out her hand and squeezed hard on her chest.

Sean pretended to lower his head and smell it, looking intoxicated.

Damn it, if I didn't have other goals tonight, none of these teasers would even think of running away.

It's just that when Janet Jackson came up to her, her face that looked exactly like Michael Jackson always gave Sean a strange feeling.

If the output is from behind this woman...
To be continued...
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