Chapter 407: Increase the cost of crime

Alvin looked at the messy street and the old Bud who was crying, and smiled to Bruto who was going crazy at the door. "Come back! Your little brother is scared!"
The little brother who took turns to supply Bruto with the bullet chain and changed the barrel by the way, gave Alvin a grateful look, which was too exciting for them.
Boss was holding a machine gun and firing at random. The defenseless man had only a full-body bomb chain, which really tested his courage.
Bruto glanced at the terrible street in front of him and returned to the cafe with a machine gun in satisfaction. A winking little brother beside him diligently handed him a cigar.
Bruto grinned his big fangs and bit his cigar, firing the cigar fiercely with the red barrel of the machine gun.
He glanced at Old Bard, took a sip of a thick cigar, and two smoke dragons came out of his nostrils. He said proudly: "Old man, today is very fun! You can give me a bill, and my accountant I'll pay you, haha! "
Old Bard stared, watching the messy street outside, and yelled at Bruto: "You crazy? The whole street was ruined by you! Do you know how much it costs to rebuild it? Wouldn't it be good for my upstairs guy to blast them up with RPG?
Bruto, you bastard, do n’t want to come to me for business. "
Speaking of old Bard, he looked at the horrified gangsters, took a sigh of scorn, and cursed: "Let these Brooklyn cowards go to your place to talk, don't come here.
Bruto, you're crazy! "
Bruto spread his hands indifferently, Haha laughed and walked in front of Old Bud and hugged him, saying, "But I'm a rich lunatic, haha! Old man, interested in your street Open a pharmacy?
Legal business, I give you half the profit! "
Speaking of Bruto's contempt, he glanced at a few timid black bosses and said, "Old man, you are different from them, and I will never pit you.
I swear by my lawyer's wife! "
Old Bard glanced at Bruto, glanced at the streets outside, and said, "The money outside is yours! Is the deal done?"
Bruto grinned at his golden teeth and said with a smile: "No problem! Big boss Bruto is not bad money!"
Alvin was really annoyed by Bruto's arrogance, and shouted to Bruto, "Brando boss, the community school still lacks a wealthy school sensible, I think you are suitable.
Our other three big gold owners, one is King Bing, one is Tony Stark, and one is Norman Osborne. You look good at all. I leave a place for you? "
Bruto listened bitterly, and smiled at Alvin and said, "Look, principal Alvin, I've been doing business recently, and the funds are not too abundant.
Even if the school manager does not, otherwise I will open a pharmacy in the school, and all the medicines are free.
Hey, what do you think? "
Alvin shook his head and laughed, raised his at Bruto, and scolded, "Fuck me away a bit, except for money, don't want to enter anything in school, I said!"
Bruto stretched his hands, looked at Alvin inconceivably, and shouted in disappointment: "Principal Alvin, you can't look down on me! I am a businessman now!"
Alvin heard him give a pair of middle fingers and cursed, "Yes, you are a businessman, a businessman who swears by his lawyer's wife.
Bruto, tell me who your lawyer is? I think he taught you so badly. Where did the honest Bruto go before? "
The hardcover lawyer, who had been sitting in the corner of the cafe, followed Alvin's questioning. He was not nervous at all in the face of the fierce gun battle outside, and suddenly fell unconsciously down the table.
Bruto was kind of emotional, and instead of selling his lawyer, he grinned a big tooth and said, "Principal Alvin, why are you free to come here?"
Alvin spread his hand and said with a smile: "A fool agent has troubled the school, and I'm solving it."
Bruto frowned, with a fierce expression on his face, and said, "Is that trouble solved? You shouldn't have stopped me just now, wouldn't there be no trouble if you killed them all?"
Alvin funnyly bumped his fist with Bruto and said, "Yes, I think so too, but unfortunately these are some little crickets, and killing them is useless."
Just as Alvin was talking to Bruto, Commissioner Becket and his officers finally arrived at the scene.
The fierce post-war scene here made the policewoman who had been responsible for murders take a breath of air.
An accomplished Michael, standing behind Director Beckett, said with a smile: "It's nothing. It happened almost every week three years ago.
It's good now. These people seem to be foreign gunmen. I don't know how to conflict with Bud.
Secretary, we will act in accordance with the rules, and do not use other means. "
Beckett glanced at Michael, and nodded with a smile. She is not the same as Misty. Beckett has a rich boyfriend who is very good at making friends, and she also understands the benefits of a good relationship with her colleagues.
So the atmosphere in the Hell's Kitchen police station has always been good. Some of their police officers may not be qualified, but there are no bad guys. Everyone knows the reason!
Beckett walked into the cafe and saw Alvin talking to the famous cannabis drug store owner.
With some headaches, he said hello to Fox, who was standing next to him with a cup of coffee, and said to Alvin, "Principal Alvin, why is this a battlefield? I think you should call the police first if something happens. "
Old Bard is an old-school gangster. Although he doesn't fight the police right now, he doesn't like the police.
The old guy stared sideways and narrowly and said to Chief Beckett: "Get out, the police are not welcome here!"
Beckett almost instinctively touched the pistol on his waist, and then the younger brothers behind Old Bard grabbed the gun at the same time.
Alvin shook his head, pressed his hands down, and said loudly, "Fuck the gun down!"
Ignoring the gun brothers, Alvin sorted the collar of his suit and looked at Commissioner Becket with a smile. "Hello Beckett, I'm the CIA's agent Alvin, now I'll take over here!"
These people outside are terrorists and mercenaries, who were killed by the enthusiastic residents here because of disrupting the stable and united environment of the Hell's Kitchen.
I believe they can handle it soon! "
Beckett stared at Alvin with his eyes open and talking nonsense, stuttering, "You ~~ Are you a CIA? Kai ~~ What's the joke?"
Alvin took care of his tie, and was very proud to go out and change into a black suit. This made him impersonate the CIA without any burden.
Glancing at Beckett with a strange expression, Alvin said with a smile: "Temporarily, things are over here, I am not.
You can call and talk to a female deputy director of the CIA named Eli Casslow. Everything here is done by the CIA. "
As Alvin looked back at the fierce old Bud and Bruto, he said, "Well, these are enthusiastic citizens, and they will receive CIA thank you letters in the future!"
Becket rolled his eyes and listened to Alvin nonsense, but did not expose him.
Beckett understands that Alvin dares to say that he is the CIA and is not afraid that the people over there will not admit it. Besides, she also saw Alvin in the community school this morning causing a handsome agent.
It was an agent. Beckett used his authority to find the handsome guy's information in the police network.
There are only two kinds of this situation. One is that the handsome guy is a smuggling black household, but he doesn't look alike. The other is that he works for confidential agencies, and he looks particularly similar.
Beckett glanced at the guns in the hands of the younger brothers behind Old Bard, and the machine gun that had just opened the killing ring, pouting and glancing at the entire cafe, saying, "I guess no gun here is legal , If I want to detain you, there should be no problem, right? "
Saying that Beckett saw the hot-tempered old Bard's face flushed, it is estimated that if Alvin was not here, this old guy would be ready to fight the police.
Becket smirked and spread his hand, and continued: "My request is reasonable here, but this is the rule set by President Alvin. You can resist, you can run away, you can ask a lawyer.
I am a police officer and I have my duties. I think it would be a good choice for you to follow me back to the police station and wait for your lawyer to bail you. It is not a felony to hold a gun illegally in Hell's Kitchen. "
Officer Michael wiped the sweat from his brain and looked at his new boss bitterly.
Since the principal of Alvin broke out of the CIA's identity to take care of this matter, why bother to ask for trouble.
Alvin didn't speak with a smile. He probably knew what Beckett wanted to do. This was a good thing. There was no need to force himself.
Isn't it what you want to make it work regularly?
Now it's not easy to have a policeman who has a brain and is not rigid, hoping to change the Hell's Kitchen with a little bit of means. This is not bad.
Old Bard is not a fool. Beckett's attitude really doesn't seem to come for trouble, but he really doesn't want to deal with the police.
Taking a few steps forward, Old Bud looked at the young Commissioner Becket, and said rudely, "Let's go! What do you want to do? We give Principal Alvin face, but it doesn't mean we will be afraid of you!"
Beckett gave Alvin a glance ~ EbookFREE.me ~ and then smiled at Old Bud, saying, "You are all now holding guns illegally, are you willing to make your guns legal?
You just need to take them to the police station to register, and then you can take them around the kitchen casually. "
Saying Beckett glanced at the killing M249 and said, "It's okay, but you can't leave this cafe.
Agree? Gentlemen! "
Old Bud and Bruto looked at each other and nodded, which was not an excessive demand. The scene here was really noisy.
Alvin likes Beckett's approach to the problem, although not very useful.
But now after the registration of dozens of guns here, in fact, they can no longer be used to do bad things, because after the guns are registered, these gangsters have to consider when they want to use them.
It's not difficult to change guns when doing bad things, but the cost has increased, hasn't it?