American Fortune Life

2: 30 a.m. in Los Angeles, half an hour after the burglary.

“Wow...”

A rusty curtain door was pulled down, a black SUV lights out in the garage, and five young men in black jumped out of the car with a hood, one of whom was strong and some depressed to remove the hood, revealing a big bald black skin.

Several others also took off their heads and pushed open a small door and walked into an empty, messy room with burning marks in a gasoline barrel, in the middle of which was a large iron table with all kinds of good liquor that had been opened and not opened, and some newspapers.

“Wow...”

The black man pushes the clutter off the iron table and puts the black travel bag in his hand on the table, "Hey, guys, we're rich tonight, what can I say, we should go to those women's houses, damn it, look at these diamonds, God, they're beautiful... ”

One of the little Latino youths took a sip on the ground, looked at the black man a little disgusted, and cursed: “If it wasn't for you, you bastard, we'd be in our second house tonight! ”

“Bastard, is that my fault? Can I touch the alarm without Jimmy's foot? ”

“You disgusting nigger, I'm a Charlize fan, how is it possible to watch you bastard grab her inner yi and socks and put a picture of her on her face with a LOW tube... ”

“Ahhh - a movie fan? Isn't that your first offer to steal Charles Theron's mansion? Don't think I didn't see those little KUKUs you stuffed in your pocket, haha, but that bitch of yours seemed to be pregnant by someone else, I don't know how much fun it would be if the media found out... ”

Boom!

“All right, stop it! We've done a total of 50 things in the meantime, and there are still some mansions that use CA's security system, but after tonight, it looks like we should stop for a few days. Let's just get rid of this stuff tonight. Isn't that little Beech from the Hilton family going to Rabbit Country recently? She's the next target. ”

Looks like the group's boss, the little bearded white man, frowned and punched down the table, looking coldly at the two people arguing, saying, while the other eye socket was deep, the tall, skinny Mexican guy was gauging his high-end suit against the mirror from left to right, looking at a black ribbon label at the cuff, embroidered with silver wire “A S” two letters, leaving his mouth open.

“Give it to me!” Shorty young men grabbed the black man's digital camera and ran back to their room to admire the photographs of their idols in the black roar.

It's just that the black man hasn't cursed a few words yet, and a shout came out of the young man's room, quickly opening the door, getting out of the black man's entanglement with excitement, running to the boss and pointing to the camera's excitement and shouting: “Boss, we're rich, we're rich, God, damn it, it's so powerful. ”

His thrilled scream brought everyone around curiously. The white boss grabbed the camera and frowned and began to look at the photographs in the camera. A photograph of Andy Smith smiling and sticking to his slightly raised belly appeared in his eyes, which shrunk the white moustache's pupils and revealed ecstasy on his face.

“Shet, damn it, we're really going to be rich, haha, Andy Smith, it's him, haha, guys, we don't have to visit any more mansions, this camera opportunity brings us a ton of US dollars... ”

Others were ecstatic, and the tall, skinny young man who had just tried on his suit lifted his sleeve again and said, "Damn, it was Andy Smith's clothes... ”

“Boss, we're going to knock a good one. He's got $10 billion. Ha ha, we're going to have hundreds of millions... ”

“Are you an idiot? Do you think he'd rather buy a few pictures with hundreds of millions of dollars? Hundreds of millions are impossible, but tens of millions should be fine, haha! ”

“What an idiot, fuck off, the boss is clever... We should have a drink to celebrate our rich lives! ”

“Yes, yes, we should drink and celebrate! We're gonna blackmail that little white face, motherfucker, and let him bang my idol... ”

“Haha, idol, after the shadow, are all bitches, all pregnant with play, as if this little white face still has a girlfriend... ”

“All right!” whitebearded white man converged his excited look and took over the whiskey handed over by his men, “Everyone shut up until they got the money. They won't go out for the last few days. Tomorrow Jimmy goes to buy a few xing phones, and we have to talk about the business with the genius rich man... ”

“Cheers! ”

“For the knife! ”

Private Airport Airport Airport apron at 4am.

The cabin door of the private plane had just opened, and Joseph, full of frost, had taken the lead out of the cabin door, and the person behind him had no expression on his face, walking down the stairs in turn.

“Hanson, please!” Joseph just walked down the stairs, and he had a hug with a big black man, thank you.

“We're brothers. Everything you asked me to inquire about, everything in the car, nothing registered... ”

If Andy was there, he would have known who he was, Hansen, the head of the shooting club that Andy was going to shoot, and Joseph took him to.

“Come on, let's get in the car and say you take me somewhere and go back. I haven't looked for you. ”

With a slight indulgence, Hansen looked at the familiar temperament emanating from the 12 strong men behind Joseph and nodded silently, turning to the four black Ford SUVs parked not far away.

With the gray skies and the dawn of the sky, head to the southwest side of Los Angeles.

At 4.30 a.m., the dawn was slowly tearing apart the gray sky.

“Right here, the biggest“ outlet ”in the Southwest Side for the Hei 20S Rawling Gang, also the biggest distribution of stolen goods in the Los Angeles area, where most of the stolen and looted goods are concentrated and quickly transferred across the country. If you're looking to recover the lost items, then the guy looking for Rollin 20S is absolutely right! ”

Joseph, who had been replaced with special warfare gear, was looking at an old three-story building on the corner of the street with binoculars, a security door enclosed in iron, while the second floor was still lit and people were walking from time to time.

“Well, Hanson, please, then, it's over for me to buy you a drink.” Joseph put down his binoculars and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.

Hanson smiled, opened the door, punched Joseph, put up his coat collar, and walked straight out of the car without turning back and disappeared in the morning.

“Silence, indiscriminate firing, intelligence, clearance... ”

“yeasir!”

“Bang, bang...”

“FXXK! It's only what time is it, come on, knock it off, asshole... ”

A sturdy, tattooed Latino bald man scolded and yelled at the door he was constantly smashed into.

“Click--”

“Bastard, if you get something that doesn't satisfy us, I'll blow your xx... Hmm?”

“Phew--”

The silencer made a slight noise against the head, and 13 heavily armed men with black headcovers stormed in quickly.

“sticktogetherteam...“ (Stay in formation)

The iron gate was closed and the fallen hei gang member was dragged aside.

Just after high, holding a chick asleep Rollin 20S sales head, awoke by sudden pain, dead grabbed his hair and dragged his strong arm, his mouth sounded a painful scream, the wounded woman seemed to be too high, slept like a dead pig.

Boom!

Still “Shetshet Shetshet" loudly cursed little head pushing his feet, hoping to alleviate the severe pain caused by being dragged, feeling the big hand grabbing his hair loose, just looking up to see who the bastard who dared not pass Rollin 20S, a black leather boot's big foot just stomped on his face...

Prior to the coma, he blurred to see his three little brothers kneeling on the ground with their hands holding their heads, one on the ground in turn, his eyes open, and his eyebrows were bright red, constantly pouring out.

“Clean it up, take everything of value, make these scum suspicious of each other... ”