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"Brother Yang, there is no movement in the alcohol banning special agency. It seems that he will not be punished."

Xiaowu kept staring at the movements in New York, but the situation was calm. Roy walked out of the way he walked in without any harm.

"As expected, as long as he makes the overall plan, the Special Administrative Office of the Prohibition for Drinking will definitely be willing to support him." Li Yaoyang was not sad or happy, and turned his pen in his hand, and everything was under control.

"So our public opinion attack has expired?"

"No! The most important purpose of public opinion attacks is to influence the people's hearts. You can go out and ask now and see who still has hope for the Prohibition Office in Atlantic City?"

"Emm..." Xiaowu understood.

Click, Li Yaoyang threw away his pen, stood up and said:

"Let's go, let's go to the sheriff's office, and David's preparations are almost done."

Public opinion attacks are just means to cover up the real purpose. This trick is called attacking the world, so these ghosts are learning.

"lee, I'm almost ready and I can act tonight." David guessed his purpose as soon as he saw Li Yaoyang.

"The key to the plan is speed. Once I take action, you have to act there, and there is no omission."

"Don't worry, I'm having someone hide near the clinic. Whenever there is any movement on your side, I'll catch people."

"Okay! After catching someone, I'll be interrogated as soon as possible, and Roy will be back soon."

"I know, unless this kid is a tough guy, he has no reason to let him know!"

They have just played this trick and are familiar with it!

Roy, Roy, he never thought that the same pit would fall twice, and this time it would fall more fiercely than last time.

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At night, Atlantic City was very lively, and the coastal road turned into a golden avenue, echoing the starry sky.

However, the residential area located in the north of the town seems a little lonely. People who have no money to spend can only pass the time by the most instincts and cheapest entertainment method. Therefore, when walking on the street, you can hear loud calls from every household.

I don’t know whether it is intentional or not, as if I am deliberately comparing, and each one is more and more famous.

Fatty Dun'er's mouth is always smirking:

"Brother Yang, if you want to say that the ghost guy is very energetic, listen, this sound is like a lion roar."

"Okay, you should concentrate on your work and don't think about these useless things." Li Yaoyang complained angrily.

"Just kidding, A Biao, you are still young, don't think about this."

A Biao blinked and looked inexplicably: Meow Meow Meow Meow? What did I say?

"Haha, A Biao is still a chick, I don't understand what you are like, the old hooligan." The waiter originally intended to help him smooth things over, but he didn't expect A Biao was very excited:

"I'm not a young man!"

Everyone looked at him in surprise:

"Boy, when did it happen? I won't tell you something that is worth celebrating." Li Yaoyang smiled and joked.

A Biao laughed twice:

"No, right? Is this going to celebrate?"

"Of course, the first time in life must be celebrated, which is considered a coming-of-age ceremony." The waiter really didn't expect that this kid would quietly handle the major events in his life.

"Who are you looking for?" Fat Dun'er was curious.

A Biao touched the back of his head, and was watched by his elder brother. He was embarrassed to get cancer. He cut out a castle under his feet:

"This...that..."

Li Yaoyang patted his shoulder:

"I'm sorry, I won't say it, but you have to pay attention to safety. If you make a person bigger, you have to take responsibility for it. We brothers are not assholes."

This resonates with everyone, including Fatty, who are very responsible in this regard.

"Yes, I know." A Biao's face turned red. Fortunately, it was dark night, which gave him the best cover.

The street lights here are not turned on, and the streets are pitch black. If a black man walks here, he will easily run into the head.

"Here, A Biao, let's see you." Li Yaoyang stood firm, and the Atkins Clinic was not far ahead.

"Look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, A Biao looked at him wearing a hood, which was modified with black cotton pants, only his eyes and mouth were exposed, and he looked similar to a robber who robbed the bank.

After exchanging eyes with Li Yaoyang, he walked towards the clinic.

He picked up the prepared one and turned his head, threw it over to the door, and the glass broke all over the floor, kicked open the door, and rushed in.

Dingling smashed in a mess, and the loud noise caused several nearby houses to light up the lights, but they were soon turned off.

Li Yaoyang hugged his shoulders for a while, looked down and glanced at the watch. He guessed that time was coming, and at this moment, the sound of rapid footsteps at the intersection of the street was remembered.

David Pinkman, Sheriff of the Atlantic City Sheriff, the patron saint of the people, appeared, and he arrived with a tough and rapid pace for the safety of the people's lives and property.

He glared over Li Yaoyang, as if they did not exist, and rushed straight to the crime scene.

"Bang bang bang bang bang!" The fierce gunfire exploded into the night sky, and countless residents were so scared that they hid under the bed, fearing that they were implicated by stray bullets.

No one knows what happened, only knows that Atlantic City is in chaos again.

After two minutes of shooting, both sides fired dozens of bullets. In the end, under the leadership of the invincible sheriff, one of the murderers of the house-entry robbery was successfully captured.

When the murderer wearing a hoodie was brought out, the shouts of a police officer resounded through the streets:

"Report to the sheriff, I found more than 20 boxes of private wine, more than 30 bottles of medical alcohol mixed with water, and more than 50 illegal prescriptions. Please instruct me!"

David Pinkman shouted with a tin megaphone:

"All contrabands will be taken away and will be dealt with separately after reporting the special agency for alcohol ban. Now~~~~ the team will be withdrawn!"

"yes!"

The police officers shouted loudly, hoping that the entire Atlantic City could hear it.

Now, everyone knows that the Atkins Clinic has found a private wine in the four streets, east, west, south, north, and north. When tomorrow dawns, the entire Atlantic City will know.

Next, let’s see how Roy broke the game!

To be honest, according to Kenny's crime, he will be sentenced to at least three years in prison.

I'm sentenced, you Roy is selfless, but your previous layout disappears;

If you don't have to sentence, you Roy is just a prisoner who is accomplices, your credibility has been completely reduced to zero, and you can't stay in Atlantic City anymore.

This is the dead end!

Fortunately, this is not a comic, otherwise it would be a great pleasure to paint a scene of Li Yaoyang roaring to the sky.

When Kenny was taken away, his face was still confused. He didn't know what he had experienced. Is it a nightmare?

"Brother Yang, this kid Kenny must have collapsed, his crotch is wet." Fat Dun'er giggled and almost turned his back.

"The points you observe are always different from others!" Li Yaoyang couldn't help but want to criticize him. Who would look at the lower body of a normal man?

"I'm observing carefully. Brother Yang, don't be wronged. If you don't believe me, ask Xiaohong!"
Chapter completed!