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Chapter 30 Stand! Earn money!(1/2)

Darren faced with the annoyed George, a little helpless.

"Director, then if you want to say that, if you, a police chief, have to kneel down and beg for food. I want to kneel down and beg for food, but I don't have this chance to beg for food yet!"

"This is just because you are the chief of the police..."

"Make money~ it's not embarrassing!"

Darren also knew that this was to ask George to kneel down and beg for food.

But there is no way, this is the rule of Hell Kitchen, where gangsters are the mainstream.

Even if the gangsters can't do anything to George, they have too many ways to make George unable to make money.

Most of the wealth in Hell's Kitchen is concentrated in the hands of the gangster.

If there are any choices, who would want to beg for food on his knees?

"It's embarrassing, it's embarrassing! Don't kneel!" George stood in front of the table and slapped the table.

I can’t die anymore, and I still have to kneel down and beg for food like a social animal in my previous life? In the future, after spending the resurrection coins and becoming the controller of the universe, how can I not be embarrassed to say it?

"Director, then I have nothing to do." Darren shrugged and said helplessly.

George put his hand on Darren's shoulder, "I ask you, why do you want to be a policeman and come to Hell's Kitchen?"

“To make money?”

George shook his head. "Why can't you find a job outside to make money? Isn't that also making money on your knees?"

"That's to make more? Or justice?"

George nodded, "Yes, but not all."

"I just can't kneel down!"

"Then do you want to make money while standing?" Darren was a little confused. He has been living on the bottom floor of Hell's Kitchen. Survival is his first need, and he cannot truly understand George's idea. "Isn't it okay to make money? Is it important to kneel or stand?"

George slapped the table in the hall with a loud bang.

"Important! Very important! Darren, I tell you, on the other side of the ocean, there is a saying that men have gold under their knees. Once a man kneels, he will never stand up again! Some things are more important than surviving money!"

Darren:...

At this moment, he seemed to see something more important in George's face of survival and money.

Although he still couldn't understand, he silently remembered this sentence in his heart.

"Director, do you want to make money or stand?"

"I want to make money while standing!"

Darren's head shaking like a rattle.

"That won't be able to earn."

"Can't make it?" George smiled. He took off his gun from his waist and slapped it on the table.

"This! Can you make money?"

Darren hesitated for a moment, "Yes! But you have to be in the gangster."

George patted the police uniform again, "Can this make money?"

"Yes, but you have to kneel."

"This, plus this, can you make money by standing up?" George said, hanging the gun around his waist.

"Make money while kneeling on the gang?" Darren said tentatively.

George:...

Brother, it’s very difficult for me to do this if you don’t play by the rules!

George patted Darren on the shoulder hard.

"Darren, I tell you, this plus this, you can make money by standing!"

As he said that, George turned around and left the police station, his movements were extremely silky and without a trace of hesitation.

Darren: How to earn?

"Director, what are you doing?"

"I'll make money!"

"What about me?" Darren shouted to George in despair, "I have neither a police uniform nor a gun!"

"You go and wash the bowl and wait for me to come back..."

During the conversation between the two, George gradually drifted away.

Through yesterday's "Gangster Home Visit", he has recorded the locations of all the gang strongholds in Hell's Kitchen.

Now I just go and stand and make money!

...

Fisk Building.

The stronghold of the gangster boss Jin Bing.

The building is not in Hell's Kitchen, but in downtown New York.

It's still the office on the top floor, and the self-disciplined Jin Bing is still exercising, but it's not running.

But...fighting.

As Jin Bing punched the sandbag in front of him, he ended today's workout.

At this time, the female secretary standing aside walked forward and said carefully.

"Boss, there is new information about the policeman named George in Hell's Kitchen."

Jin Bing raised his eyebrows, his eyes fluctuated slightly, but he soon returned to calm.

"Tell me, is he dead?"

"No, boss, not only did he not die, he escaped from the killer's pursuit last night. He also received news five minutes ago that he had come out of the police station and is now wandering in the Hell's Kitchen. Seeing the direction he was heading, he should be going to Alexei."

"oh?"

This time, Jin Bing finally had an expression on his face, with a look of surprise.

"Do you know what he wants to do?"

As the king of New York's underground world, Kim received the news that George was assassinated by a mainland hotel killer.

There is also his eyeliner in mainland hotels. Although due to the system of mainland hotels, no one knows the real identity of the killer, even the senior management of mainland hotels do not know it.

But when he saw George's reward disappear on the mission list, he knew that there must be a killer who took over the mission.

However, Kim did not make any move.

He wanted to see how capable George was, and surviving the assassination of the killer was the first test.

Whether George is based on his real ability or luck, luck is also part of his strength.

George survived.

This made Jin Bing feel a little happy, but that was not enough. George, who could survive alone, could not be the supervisor of Hell Kitchen...

Jin Bing had even thought about it in his mind, and it should be arranging a second test for George.

But at this moment, George's actions exceeded his plan.

"I don't know, but I combined what he did in Hell's Kitchen a few days ago and his psychology. He is likely to be in trouble with Alexey again."

The female secretary who followed Jin Bing and wanted to climb onto his bed was not a vase, but a psychological profiler!

Jinbing frowned.

Dry!

Although George is strong, he is too capable of committing suicide.

Even with his nature, he felt that George, a young man, could be a little bit of a death.

A normal person escaped the first assassination of a killer. The most realistic reaction is not that he should avoid danger in a short period of time? Or even retreat to the New York Police Department?

Why is it that George seems to be afraid that he will not die, so he tried his best to get to the danger?

Do you really have no temper when you are a gangster boss?

Now these gang bosses are just concerned about George's identity as the illegitimate son of Director Stacy, and do not dare to launch an attack on George directly.

But a rabbit will bite people even if it is too late, let alone the already vicious gang boss?

No matter what, over the years, I have finally come up with a tough guy who can survive the gun. I haven't accepted my own test yet, so I can't just die like this!

"Okay, I get it, you go out first." Jin Bing waved to the female secretary.

The female secretary walked out of the office like a well-behaved rabbit and then closed the door.

Jin Bing stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, took out his phone and dialed it out...
To be continued...
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