He looked calm in front of George Duffy, but that was just a delaying strategy to prevent himself from being seized from power.

But he had no idea how to start his work. After all, he was an ordinary human being and could not be as close to the monster.

Back at the East Haven branch, he was stuck in his chair and at a loss.

Chris doesn't have any good idea either.

However, Hansen's group of people kept coming in and out, holding their pockets when they came in, and bulging when they went out.

"Hehe, you guys, don't take drugs here!" Chris yelled, frightening a few guys who looked like gypsy-like and trembled all over and hurriedly left.

"Those should be your seniors," Edward said lazily.

"So what?"

"If you were in Japan, your actions just now might cost you a lifetime."

"But this is Miligan, believe this" Chris raised his arm and showed off his biceps that were bigger than his head.

"You really feel ashamed of your status as a law student! The place we are going to in the future is a court, not a gym. Well, you should change careers and work as a marshal. After all, it is a job related to law."

As he was talking, the phone rang.

"This is the East Haven branch of George Duffy's campaign office. I'm Edward Young, who are you?"

"Ed, it's me."

"Ferriche?"

"Ed, I heard that you are in charge of East Haven and Orange's campaigns, and you're in some trouble? I have some idea." Ferriche's voice rang out over there again.

"Well? Do you understand politics too?"

"Of course I don't understand!" Ferriche laughed. "But I understand human nature, especially Italians and Irish!"

"Hmm? Tell me."

Ferriche nagged a lot, and Edward understood a little, but he was still a little skeptical, "Can it work?"

"Believe in my judgment of Italians, after all, I am myself. 90% of the residents of East Haven are Italian, and I even have a few distant relatives."

"But what about Orange? That's the world of Ireland's descendants."

"Isn't this nonsense? We have been fighting with the Irish madmen in Hell's Kitchen for almost a century. How can we not know what they are thinking? Besides, the people in Orange are Protestant descendants of Northern Ireland, which are different from the McPes who have been gangsters who have been gangsters because they can't eat potatoes. This trick is very useful to them, you can tell. Even if it fails, it will not harm you, right?"

After hanging up the phone, Edward put his arms on the table, his hands crossed and his fingers under his nose, and he fell into deep thought...

"If there are pairs of glasses, white light flashes from time to time on the lenses, it should be more stylish..."

"Chris, let's go."

"what?"

"Let's find Hansen! Our momentum is not big enough. Since we want to do it, let's just play with it. You drive me to the bank and I'll think about it!"

"Bank? Are you going to withdraw money?"

"Yes, I'll take out all the things Ferriche gave last time! It's all this!"

"Hmm?" Edward was stunned. He found that there was a small card in his hand. He looked in reverse and saw that it was Chris' bank card. "You?"

"Hold it, although I don't know what you are going to do? But if the money is not enough, there will be ten thousand here."

"This..." Edward was very moved. What is a friend? It is someone who is willing to lend you money at critical moments.

"Interest is calculated at 10%, compound interest!" A cold voice came from the opposite side.

"Damn it, who of us has Jewish blood? Or are you the brother of my biological brother who has been separated for many years?" The words were made of a vicious ethical joke, but unfortunately the pearl was secretly thrown into the dark, and the big man didn't understand this.

But this does not prevent the other party from sarcasm, "Well, this will be human-to-human transmission."

"The bloodline is not yellow fever!"

"You are about the same as a mosquito!"

"fxxk, why didn't Playboy Club let you play a talk show!" Edward was disappointed. "By the way, I have to call Ferriche again. Hansen, this guy, Jide, in his previous life, how did he meet such a good friend like me?"

"Hey, don't hide, go to the club to relax together tonight." Edward smiled wickedly.

"No, this is one of the seven sins. 'The actions of the flesh are obvious, that is, **, filth, evil, and evil'" The big black man began to cross his chest again.

"Stupid, just treat it as the Lord's test for you!"

"Hey?" Chris's mind was in a flash and couldn't react, "What's your logic?"

"You think about the standard logic yourself, treat anything as the Lord's test and trial on you, and the world before you will be different from now on."

"but……"

"Don't, I have the opportunity to open my eyes. The West has no problem with religion. That's why the East is so powerful. The divine horse, male and female doubles/cultivation, joyful Zen, etc., guarantees that you can open the door to the new world."

...

"Hehe, Hansen, let your friends be decent!" At the Playboy Club at night, Edward held his forehead helplessly.

Today, he was the host, so he invited Hansen and his generals known as the Four Apocalypse Knights to go to the club to "sit" together.

These guys have no background and are good at studying. They rely on their own to get into Yale and then live with student loans. The pressure is really huge.

Otherwise, he would not become the main leader of student activities.

This is the first time this high-end club has come. After learning that someone has paid the bill, he keeps lit a cigarette cocktail.

"Hey, what should they do if they have a cup of one or five days..." Edward murmured in his heart.

This is good for the club. Although the membership system requires membership fees, the consumption inside is not excessive. Cigarettes, alcohol and drinks are all 5 yuan, and all 5 yuan, and it will not cost much money to stay for one night.

"Hehe, you guys, be careful, don't be stubborn. Bunny has Maifa protection behind her. Be careful of being thrown on the street and breaking her neck!"

"Yes, yes, don't worry, you guys, this is just an appetizer. After a while, I have arranged a better 'program'." Edward smiled very lewdly.

But this smile seemed indescribable to Hansen and the Four Apocalypse Knights. Before coming, Hansen had already boasted about Feriche's enormous energy and Edward's "hospitable".

This group of guys dared to be arrogant to Professor Yale, but they knew that the other party was easy to bully. After all, teachers were embarrassed to put down their faces and fuck the students.

When you meet Ferriche's standard mafia, you are afraid and worshipped. The prestige of violent gangs has been circulating in the United States for hundreds of years. For these ordinary children, that is real fear.

At present, Ferriche was well-dressed and personally treated them, and there were better activities later. Why didn't these guys start to be ignorant of the world?

"Hi, there's no problem in a while." Edward asked in a low voice while these guys were filling the wine.

"Absolutely no problem. Fxxk's Bichins will definitely make them unable to get up tomorrow. For insurance, I will arrange three for each of them! Black, white and brown! There is absolutely no racial discrimination! Fxxk Tonight, all the Bichins in the jurisdiction will obey my orders and come to take over the work at any time... Fxxk, if they don't get a drop of them, how can they be worthy of the bright lights and wines of New York! They should also let them know the unparalleled enthusiasm of Italians for their guests!"

"..." Edward's mouth twitched, "You, let the girls take a break. These guys have been hollowed out by tobacco and medicinal wine. If it's too irritating, it will be troublesome if it's too irritating."

"fxxk, it's so annoying. I'll arrange it if you can!" Ferriche muttered, then whispered loudly, "Do you want Chris?"

The big black man's face turned green, and he moved his hands out of the squeeze of the two bunny girls with great difficulty, drew a cross on his chest, and didn't know what he was muttering.

Seeing this, the rabbit girl couldn't help but giggle. After he finished drawing the cross, she put it on again.

Chris cast a look at Edward for help. The guy just pretended not to see him drinking beer and asked Ferriche, "Do you know there are good doctors nearby?"

"Hmm? What department is it? The family has a few very good surgeons, and FXXK can be rescued even with multiple gunshot wounds!"

"Urology, our Chris may have to fall asleep hard tonight. This is not good for his prostate!" Edward was viciously caring, and his voice was not loud, just for the rabbit girl who turned into a spider spirit to hear it.

Amid a burst of laughter, Chris's face became greener and he was bowing.

“How difficult it is to maintain faith under temptation, may God put you on His arm.”

"The Lord has never given up on me...I'm sure!" Chris said intermittently, gritting his teeth.

"Okay, girls, don't overplay it. It really makes this guy's fire, but you're crying." Edward explained with a "kindness" "He is the first black quarterback of the Yale football team! He is also the first quarterback to personally reach a touchdown! He will enter the Hall of Fame!"

The quarterback is the king of the American football field. Not only does he require strong, strong, agile and flexible, but he must also have excellent minds and keen judgment. In short, it is the most perfect combination of muscles and brains, and it is also the preferred date for cheerleaders.

Amid the exclamation of "wow", Chris gritted his teeth and cursed, "You demon! The Lord will not forgive you!"

"It's okay, I have Chinese descent. The social environment after our death is different from that in the United States!" Edward shook his head and his head

However, he later came forward to help Chris solve the problem.

After all, this is his own partner. Besides, the forced melon is not sweet. If his brain figured it out that day, he would naturally ask for it.

If this really hurts his prostate, he will probably have to pay him medical expenses. The big man now has a rapid flexibility in his head and has shown great talent in extortion of Edward. At that time, he will be broken by him.

Edward fell into deep thought again, why is it so easy for people to learn bad things?

Where did that honest and kind Chris go? Dad misses you!
Chapter completed!