"The degree is almost the same. You can find an opportunity to make him make a mistake!" The old man took off his work gloves covered with dirt on his hands and threw them aside. He was particularly satisfied with the potted plants bathed in the sun. This is one of his few hobbies. Maybe it was because he was old and unwilling to walk too much, or maybe it was because he had a desire for evergreen plants, hoping that he would be infected with some eternal things if he spent more time with these green plants. In short, he was immersed in the craft of potted gardens. He stretched his body and let out a few figures that looked like bone dislocation, and breathed comfortably, "It's really a fatal thing to be old!"

He turned around and looked at a slightly dark-skinned Shengya man with a slightly dark skin. Behind his smiley eyes was cold like ice. "Do you know how much profit this city can bring to us every year?" Before the slightly dark-skinned Shengya man with a slightly dark skin spoke, he asked himself, "Is it an exaggeration to have one million star-skinned star-skinned, has it scared you?" He said, and smiled mockingly: "I have forgotten that you have been to a big city, and the income there is higher than that here!"

If there are outsiders here, I'm afraid I can't believe my ears. A small city on the border has a gray income of up to 1.6 million yuan per year. According to official statistics, this is more than ten or twenty times higher than the total annual tax amount of this city, and one-half of the city's total output value. Such a huge income actually comes from gray income! But if this income is refined to every project, every executor, and every profit point, it is not so exaggerated.

A skilled woman, bars selling private wine, smuggling and trafficking of people, transportation of contraband, income from comfort fees, extortion, etc., add up to only one and six million yuan, which seems to be a little less.

The Shengyaren standing in the sun opposite him nodded slightly. This guy was Lewis, who had seen the king of the new generation of underground kingdoms at the Big Pier. He was the "subject" of the old man. The main purpose of transferring him back from outside this time was to fill the gap after Gordor died, and hoped to deal with Shuen through him.

The old man continued, "But do you know how much income it will be transferred to the Imperial Central Bank this month? More than 60,000 star yuan is less than half of the previous one. This number should have increased exponentially with the release of the Second Prohibition, but now it has not only not increased, but is only half of it in the past. What is the problem?" The old man walked forward a few steps, walked to a sick potted plant, and pushed the shelf directly.

The potted plant fell to the ground, and the cracked flower pots were scattered all over the ground. The tight soil in the flower pots was also shaken, revealing the rotten roots. "The problem lies with Xiu'en. His hands were too long. Not only did he interfere in the private wine business, but I recently heard that he was also interfering in the sheep pen business?"

Lewis nodded. Sheep pen is a slander, meaning a business that buys and sells people. It is difficult to understand the amazing profits in it without having been exposed to such a business. Kidnapping a girl or a boy has no cost to the gang. As long as they choose the target, they just need to catch the person back. There is no early investment and no later maintenance funds, but the population they tied back can be sold at a very high price.

It can be said that this is a transaction with no capital and profit rate of up to ten thousand times.

Girls or boys who are excellent in all aspects will be sold in auctions in other developed places. The higher the quality, the higher the auction price. Sometimes there will be even super high prices of tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands. As for those with low quality, there will be no loss. One or two thousand less, and seven or eight thousand more, there has never been a saying that it is unsalable.

Private wine and population can be said to be the two pillars of Tyneel's gray income. Now Xiuen has discounted his private wine legs and plans to interfere in the trading of population. This has touched the core interests of the vested interests of Tyneel City, so they must drive Xiuen out of Tyneel or shut up forever.

For this, these people made a plan and then chose the executor of the plan, namely Lewis.

The old man pursed his lips, took off his golden-wisted eyes, rubbed his eyes that were deeply trapped in his eyes, "As we had promised before, if he did not bow his head, he would send him to see God!" The old man passed by Lewis, and Lewis bent down without a trace of hesitation. He had been to big cities and understood more clearly how great the energy in a city is, and that was not something he could compete with.

"If you do this well, you will be the king of the sewer. If you don't do it well, you will go wherever you come from!"

The old man returned to the study and sat by the window. The light cast through the glass window made him warm all over. He opened the book and continued reading from the place he read in the morning, but he was thinking about other things in his heart.

When Xiuen treated an informant in a very rough manner on the street, the news had quickly reached the ears of the city's heads and minds. They were all waiting for this opportunity. Xiuen was not so easy to deal with when calm, and they gradually realized Magus's real intention and used his son's death as an excuse to forcibly promote the establishment of the Contraband Investigation Bureau. This knife was indeed ruthless, but fortunately they had come up with a solution to deal with it.

In the early stage, they sent brokers to bribe Xiuen, but the guy is still locked in the Contraband Investigation Bureau, on the grounds that he was suspected of transporting contraband. Later, they also warned Xiuen through threats and intimidation, but Xiuen ignored them one by one. There are actually many ways to kill Xiuen, but considering that Xiuen’s boss is the new governor, they cannot use such a rough way as soon as they come up, so they chose to abide by the rules of the game and make Xiuen go wrong.

As long as Xiuen makes a mistake, he has no reason to stay in this city. If someone else comes, he may not be as determined as Xiuen.

The purpose of a series of wrong information in the early stage was to make Xiuen feel that he was being played with by this city, which made him feel anger and irritated to burst out without a place. He was like a ball. When the air in the ball reached the critical point that the ball could carry, at this time, you only need to touch it gently - bang!

If Xiuen is solved, the city will return to peace, just as before.

The old man calmed down and devoted himself to reading.

The peaceful days did not last a few days, and Xiuen knew that he was being fooled again. The agents who accompanied him wearing RCA printed with the words "RCA" walked out of the house with a strange expression, and bypassed Xiuen, fearing that he would become the target of his anger. Recently, Xiuen's temper has become worse and worse, and fortunately everyone can understand it. In addition to sweeping the bars and some entertainment venues on time every day to check whether there are any contraband products for sale, they have not made much achievements in other aspects. Instead, they are being fooled almost once, even two or three times a day.

The situation is the same today. Someone stuffed an envelope into the email address of the Contraceptive Investigation Bureau, saying that someone was hiding and selling anesthetics here. Xiuen immediately took people across half the city to come here, but he found nothing but dust and mice. Sometimes when he received information and clues, he already had a premonition that he had been fooled, but he had to come and came over with full armed forces. What if it was really done?

After being teased by someone again, Xiuen took a deep breath, shouted with an extremely ugly face and said, "Stop the team." At this moment, a child ran over with a box and stood in front of him.

"Someone asked me to give you this, but you want to give me one dollar." The child hugged the box tightly, staring at Xiu'en with his simple big eyes, and was determined to not give you anything if you didn't give me money.

Xiuen's expression was a little weird. He took out a dollar and stuffed it into the child's hand. The child smiled and handed the box to Xiuen, and turned around and jumped away. The appearance of the child made Xiuen feel a little better. He held the square box almost twenty centimeters wide in his hand and shook it. There was no sound of anything shaking inside. He weighed it again, but it was not very heavy. He thought for a while and decided to open the box. The moment he opened the box, there was a bang, and the white smoke instantly spread.

The somewhat depressed agents immediately nervously found the cover, raised the weapons in their hands, and looked around with caution. Two people rushed into the smoke, and soon they coughed while pulling Xiuen out.

He was not injured, and the white powder was not a deadly poisonous powder, it was just a very ordinary flour. But it was precisely because of this behavior and the result that Xiuen became even more angry. His hands couldn't help but tremble. His eyes looked at the independent houses around him, and looked at the windows that were flashing open or closed on the houses. He understood that someone was observing him, and might still be laughing at such a "prank".

While wiping the flour on his face, he asked in a muffled voice: "Where did that damn little devil run to?"

The nearby people live in middle-class families, each with independent houses and yards, and the streets are very neat and orderly. Someone immediately pointed to the fourth house ahead and said, "He ran into that house!"

Xiuen said to keep up and immediately chased after him with great strides. He wanted to know who was watching his jokes secretly, and who was playing with him like this all day long. He was about to explode, and the ignited flames in his chest that almost dyed the entire sky red!
Chapter completed!