Chapter 105: Knowing the Mistake but Not Correcting It "I'm sorry, Mr. King, I disappoint you." The man with the mohawk got up from the ground, feeling a little discouraged, and looked at Jon with a look of contempt and arrogance. He raised his pistol in anger and pulled the trigger repeatedly at Jon! There were two clicks. If there were no bullets in the magazine, Jon would have been killed. "Fxxk you! Jon! You'll just stay in jail for the rest of your life! I'll ask someone to look after you in there!" said the man with the Mohawk hatefully. He immediately showed his goodwill to the chief leader, "Mr. Jin! He embezzled so much money on weekdays, he must not have spent it all, he must have hidden the money! Maybe it's in the apartment building he rented. The last time I went to the apartment, I saw a safe on the second floor, there must be account books and cash in it! Ask these two girls, they may know something about it." "No! We don't know the password!" The two Eastern Ukrainian models turned pale and were terrified. "Relax, sweetheart, I won't embarrass a woman." Zhang Ailun said soothingly, which made the two of them breathe a sigh of relief and sit on his thighs to continue massaging him. Jon had just recovered from the shock of a missed shot, but when he saw his former subordinates continue to betray him and try to even take away his capital, he was completely furious! He rushed forward and wrestled with Mora, knocked the Mohawk-head to the ground with one punch, and beat him violently on the ground, "You ungrateful bastard!!" "Mr. Jin, save me!!" The Mohawk-haired man cried out in pain. Why did you provoke him? I can tell if there are any black accounts or cash if I go over and take a look. You deserve to be beaten.
Zhang Ailun couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he asked Sig and a few others to step forward to separate them. Jon looked as violent as an angry lion, and it was difficult to stop him for a while. Until Sig put the muzzle of the gun to his forehead and said, "Be quiet and don't move!" Only then did he calm down. "I admit defeat. I do have the account book in my safe, and the safe combination is 687759. But I advise you not to make it public because it involves evidence of smuggling transactions by black gangs, who are a group we cannot afford to offend. The money is not just mine, it also belongs to other black shareholders." Jon said calmly, "I don't have much in my savings because I used it all to pay rent and rent a car. I'm also addicted to gambling and drugs, so I can't save any money. A batch of my goods was robbed by the Mexicans next door a while ago, and I didn't tell anyone about it. In fact, I have no money at all. Even the two models I support, I just give them some gifts and don't plan to pay them." The two beautiful girls from Eastern Ukraine changed their expressions immediately after hearing this. They walked up to him angrily and slapped him. "Fxxk! What did you say? You don't plan to give us money?" At this point, his career had already collapsed, and Jon had simply given up. He sneered, "You can spit on me all you want. I just wanted to make some money and leave, but I didn't expect to get deeper and deeper into trouble. Anyone who can't get rid of addictive drugs will end up in a bad way. Sooner or later, you will have to pay for your actions on the streets. I just didn't expect retribution to come so quickly." "Report me! Arrest me! I admit all the mistakes I have made! If it happens again, I will do the same thing!" Jon said arrogantly. This is called knowing one's mistakes but not correcting them. The people in the camp were also very angry and wanted to kill him directly. "You must be arrested and locked up for life! I want you to die in prison!" The Mohawk man roared with a bruised face and nose. Xige immediately took out his cell phone and called the police. Zhang Ailun's identity made it inconvenient for him to appear at this occasion, so he asked Sig to stay here to deal with the aftermath, while he and the others packed up their knives, guns, sticks, and drove away from the Irish camp and headed to the apartment building community that Jon rented. "Sweetheart, you have been following him for so long, you should know what Jon has done, right?" Zhang Allen asked after getting into the car with the two East Wu models. "Mr. Jin, we don't know anything, and we were deceived by him! He contacted us online and offered to support us, paid our first month's deposit, bought our plane tickets, and often gave us gifts. He was very generous. He said he was a street boss, but I didn't expect him to be a scumbag." The two beautiful girls from Eastern Ukraine were terrified. The atmosphere in the car was very depressing. They were almost scared to tears. "Please don't hurt us." "I understand. You came all the way to America, you must want to make a lot of money, but unfortunately you were deceived. As long as you cooperate with me, I will not hurt you two!" Zhang Ailun made a guarantee and put his hands on their thighs to comfort them. "Really? Sir, you are such a good person!" The beautiful girl from Dongwu immediately came over and snuggled in his arms, crying. Zhang Ailun was secretly happy, but because there were other people in the car, he couldn't show off his skills.
At the Irish camp on the other side, a patrolling police officer drove over not long after. He got out of the car, looked at the devastated camp, and immediately walked over to ask, "What happened here? Who called the police?" "It's me, officer." Sig had already put away his guns and ammunition, and took out his CCW ID to show the police officer. The police officer took a quick look and said nothing, tacitly acquiescing in his possession of a firearm, which was legal after all. Officer Miguel, who was promoted to be their immediate superior, had already informed those who needed to work the night patrol that there was a group of homeless people illegally carrying guns, but there was no risk, and asked them to be prepared to arrest them. He turned his attention to the others, "Did you guys get into a fight?" When the Mohawk-haired man saw how well the police treated Sig, he immediately thought of words like "going along with the crowd" and stepped forward with his hand raised, listing Jon's evidence of guilt. "Officer! I want to report him for copper smelting!" "He has a gun!" Jon immediately held on. The police officer passively triggered the sensitive word, looked at the Mohawk, and immediately pulled out his pistol and warned: "Don't move, raise your hands!" The man with the Mohawk looked at Sig, raised his hands, knelt down again, and said timidly and honestly: "Officer! I will cooperate with you! But I really don't have a gun." "What is this? What is this! And you said you didn't have a gun!!" The police officer searched the unnumbered black gun from him, pushed him to the ground with a tough attitude, and handcuffed him. "Where are your passport documents? We will report this to immigration!" "I don't have any legal documents. I was detained for this matter last month..." "Ok, I am arresting you for illegal possession of firearms, disturbing public order, and illegal immigration! You have the right to remain silent, but everything you say will be used as unfavorable evidence in court. You have the right to hire a lawyer. If you don't have the money to hire a lawyer, we will provide you with one free of charge. During the interrogation, you can request to exercise these rights at any time and not answer questions or make any statements." The police officer warned, and took out his walkie-talkie to notify the dispatch center of the South Branch, "There is someone here illegally holding a gun and disturbing the peace. Reinforcement is needed." Dispatch Center: "Understood. We have notified the nearby police officers and they will be here soon." ps: Thanks to book friend 161105232040258 for the 1500-coin reward, thanks to Carefully Think for the 500-coin reward, and thanks to July Kuangyu for the 100-coin reward. (End of this chapter)