"Hi, gentlemen, good afternoon." Li Zitao walked into the workshop in blue work clothes and a white mask, greeting his colleagues at the door.

The hammer hits, the friction between screws and nuts, the welding machine, the cutting machine, and the whistle of the workers gathered into a steel symphony, and he also saw the Frankesco brothers.

They have a standard Russian appearance, hooked nose, high cheekbones, tall figure and fierce eyes, and look like Siberian brown bears standing on two people.

The two of them stood in the open space in the middle of the workshop, with their tall figures and wooden frames under their feet, allowing them to overlook the entire workshop...just like God.

"Hey,...yellow people over there, come here." That's right, Li Zitao was pointed out.

Great Franchesco looked at his body shape, very sure that he was not anyone working here, because he could clearly remember everyone's body shape. The Franchesco brothers' father was a tailor, and they were preparing for the small shop that replaced their father since they were young.

Unfortunately, the shop, like their father, disappeared into the artillery fire falling from the sky. The blazing fire lasted for three days, and the entire building turned into ruins.

The two brothers were equivalent to escaping famine, crossing the ocean to come to America, and starting a brand new life. Now they live a good life, living in a two-story big house, driving a brand new Lincoln, and living a drunken life and dreaming of death every day.

All this took only two years. In their opinion, the United States is full of gold, and as long as it is willing to take some risks, it can get dozens or hundreds of times the return.

"Are you new here?" Big Franchesco asked with a downed look when he saw the other party standing in front of him.

"Yes, is there any problem?" Li Zitao looked at the other party innocently.

"Did you see that house?" Big Franchesco asked, jumping out of the wooden frame, hugging his shoulders and smilingly pointing at the simple room beside the exterior wall of the door.

"Go there every Friday and you can exchange your checks for the day for a wonderful weekend...you'll go, right?"

Great Franchesco looked very kind, patting his shoulder like an old friend, but the force on his hands was full of threat.

"I don't know, maybe I'd rather wait until Monday." Although half of his face was covered with a mask, the smile in his eyes could still be seen.

"Believe me, my friend, you won't want to do that." Big Franchesco said in a grim tone, "Otherwise, you won't have any good fruits."

"Is that?" His shoulders trembled suddenly and he broke free from the other party's palm. Li Zitao pulled down his mask and looked at the other party and said, "This sentence is exactly what I want to say to you."

Wow~

Seven or eight uniformed policemen rushed in outside the door, holding weapons and shouting, "Raise your hands," the busy workshop also became calm.

Franchesco was handcuffed, but they did not beg for mercy, but just looked at the person who caused it with cruel and cruel eyes.

"What are you looking at?" Li Zitao asked as if curiously approaching him.

"You're in big trouble, man, my guy will find you and make you pay the price." Little Franchesco shouted, not caring about the police around him.

The bad thing is that Li Zitao is the same.

A straight punch hit his face. Little Frankesco, who was still yelling just now, fell to the ground on the spot. Half of his face seemed to be slapped by a blind bear, red, swollen and blue, and a hole was torn into the corner of his mouth.

When he was pulled up by the police again, his dizzy brain made him unable to maintain stability. His mouth wide open and he spit out a few broken teeth swayingly.

"Wow, I think his brain is about to turn into mashed potatoes." Seeing the blood and broken teeth on the ground, and the miserable appearance of Little Frankesco, the sheriff teased excitedly.

He wouldn't care about these bastards. If the owner of this place wanted to think, he would even agree to let his subordinates take them to a remote place.

Then, give them two shovels, dig a good grave for themselves, and then sleep in the ground.

And no one will cause trouble for him. The skunk is the tax-payer boy in Santa Barbara and even the entire Los Angeles County. It is precisely because of its existence that everyone has a lot better life.

This company not only actively provides donations and various assistance to public institutions, but has not yet built new clubs, courts, bars, held raffles and sports competitions, and the winners can also receive a considerable bonus.

In addition, wherever the Chinese rich company is located, the police department is very concerned, and even the retirement funds are within their attention.

From work to retirement, we can get their help. Someone even joked inside them that we are all working for the Lee Group, not the Town Hall or the Federal.

He understood what the sheriff's eyes implied, but he wouldn't do it. If he decided to let the brothers 'disappear', it wouldn't attract police.

As for the sheriff's kindness, Li Zitao used a check worth $500 to show his appreciation. How could he do something like killing and setting fire? That's illegal.

A law-abiding citizen like him is an example of the people, a symbol of American dreams and a definition of success, and how can he do something illegal?

"Thank you for your generosity, sir...my people will treat them well." The sheriff put the check close to his body and said cleverly.

"Thank you, thank you for your hard work." After patting the other party's arm, Li Zitao came to the Great Franchesco and said with a smile; "From today on, stay away from my company and people."

Seeing the other party being taken away by the police silently, Li Zitao understood that he was not convinced, and perhaps he was thinking about how to take revenge on him after he came out.

However, Frankesco thought the problem too simply. In court, they would face hundreds of lawsuits of "intentional injury, blackmail, blackmail, and illegal profit".

Skunk workers will cooperate with the court unless they want to be included in the ‘download list’.

But these things will only be carried out in a low-key manner. If the media receives the news, they will definitely become the most popular news headlines nowadays. He didn't want the skunk to show off.

After all, this incident involves not one or two people, but the four largest manufacturers under the name of Skunk, with more than 500 workers involved.

Right or wrong is no longer important at this time. After the matter is exposed, someone will definitely take the opportunity to make trouble, and even blame it on him, questioning the legitimacy of the skunk, irresponsible slander, etc.

"You should let me get rid of them." Danny stood behind Li Zitao, looking at the police car leaving with calm eyes.

"Then what should I explain? They suddenly lost their business and ran away?" Li Zitao looked at him with a chuckling and said, "Don't forget, someone is staring at us!"
Chapter completed!