Beautiful Man

As the night darkened, there were more and more men and women on the dance floor.

Jason lay relaxed on the chair, his face ruddy and his eyes blurred.

The Scotch on the table has bottomed out.

In the private room of the club, Franklin was helped out by two tall girls, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Hey, boss! It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Jason got up slowly, looked at him and smiled: "You soft-footed shrimp, are you sure you can drive?"

Franklin's expression was very proud: "Nothing else, but I really haven't convinced anyone in terms of driving."

Leave the club and go to the nearby parking lot.

Franklin's car is a white Dodge Challenger, which is said to be a used car that he bought after saving for several years.

After getting in the car, Franklin asked, "Boss, where are you going to take you?"

Jason reported an address, and Franklin asked in surprise: "There are all warehouses. You live in this kind of place, the boss."

"I am wanted in black and white, and I can only live in a safe house."

"Shit!" Franklin said: "If you don't dislike it, just live in my house."

"You live alone?"

Franklin shook his head: "My parents died when I was very young. My custody was handed over to my aunt Dennis. I live in her house."

It turned out to be under the fence.

"Forget it, I'll live in the warehouse."

Franklin shook his head vigorously: "Don't worry, my aunt is very greedy for money. Just give her a small amount of money."

Franklin's home is very close to the club, only a five-minute drive away.

This is a two-story single-family building with a small garden and garage.

Although it is far from Wesley's mansion, it is already a very good house in a slum full of homeless people.

Driving into the garage, Franklin took out the key and opened the door.

The ten-square-meter hut on the left side of the entrance is his room.

Jason was a little bit emotional, it seemed his aunt was quite mean.

A black aunt came down from the second floor: "Hey! Boy who eats rice, you still know how to come back."

As she said, she raised her head to look at Jason: "Who is this? I should have told you that you are not allowed to bring your Hupengou friends back."

Dennis's name made Franklin a little angry, but Jason patted him on the shoulder, walked up to Dennis and took out a stack of banknotes, about three or four thousand dollars.

"Beautiful lady, I'm Franklin's friend. I may have to interrupt for a while recently. This is the rent."

After receiving the dollar bills, Dennis really smiled as Franklin said: "I didn't expect this stinky boy to have a friend like yours. There is an empty room next door. Let Franklin clean it up for you."

After speaking, Dennis twisted his huge ass and went upstairs with joy.

Franklin whispered: "Boss, you gave too much."

Jason stared at his ass and said nonchalantly: "A little money can save a lot of unnecessary spats, why not do it."

Franklin curled his lips, disagreeing.

Three thousand dollars, how much'work' he has to do to make it back.

Taking advantage of Franklin's effort to clean up the room, Jason went to the bathroom and took a shower.

Lying on the hard wooden bed in the bedroom, Jason felt relaxed after a long absence, and soon fell asleep under the blessing of alcohol.

Early the next morning, Jason habitually turned on the system light curtain after waking up.

Ding!The wicked party'Franklin Clinton' was successfully recruited.

[Party: Franklin Clinton]

[Ability: proficient in theft (level 4), proficient in driving (level 6)]

Mall: Click here

Note 1: In the mall, you can enjoy a 50% discount on purchasing power for the same party, regardless of personal attributes.

Note 2: The villain recruited through the system has absolute loyalty to the party.

What?

The mall has a 50% discount, ignoring personal attributes.

Jason was a little puzzled, who is the protagonist.

But the second comment of the system made him very satisfied.

After experiencing the Paul incident, Jason became suspicious and even didn't trust anyone.

In his opinion, the so-called loyalty is just not enough price.

Franklin is loyal to him now, and there is no guarantee that he will not be two-minded in the future.

The systematic comments completely dispelled Jason's doubts.

If his subordinates cannot guarantee absolute loyalty, even if the mall is discounted for free, Jason will not buy any skills for his party.

The stronger the ability, the harder it is to control.

…………

Pushing open the door, a burst of meat smelled.

Jason walked into the kitchen following the taste. Franklin was making breakfast in his apron.

The smell of meat is the smell of fried bacon.

"Boss, wait a while, it will be fine in the morning."

Jason nodded, pulled a chair and sat down: "Where is your aunt?"

Franklin disdainfully said: "I went shopping with her shit friend. It is estimated that within a few days, the thousands of dollars will be spent."

Franklin's mention of money reminded Jason of the $1 million needed for [Gun Mastery 6].

Jason was thinking with his head in his hands, he had to find a way to make money.

"Franklin, what do you usually do to make money?"

"Um... vehicle recycling work."

"What?"

He explained: “Many people borrow money to buy a car at a car dealership, but they can’t repay the loan. My job is to drive back the defaulted vehicles.”

"It doesn't sound like making money, any more?"

"Stealing cars, driving black cars, driving garbage trucks, driving wreckers... Basically all work related to cars has been done."

His driving proficiency level 6 is no joke.

"Stealing a car..."

Jason suddenly thought that Jin He also had a gang that specializes in playing cars, the Speeding Car Party.

They wore punk-functional coats, rode exaggerated motorcycles, relied on the mobility of motorcycles to transport grass and stole cars part-time.

Franklin brought breakfast to the table, but Jason stood up and said, "You can eat first, I want to make a call."

Back in the bedroom, Jason dialed Wesley's number.

"Hey!"

Wesley roared in a rare voice: "Hey what!"

"Thank you, now all the underground gangs in New York are out of control."

Jason fished his ears: "What's the matter?"

Wesley said: "You killed the Russian Mafia, and now all the gangs are in danger. They are afraid that you will come and ask for trouble, but they are also afraid that you will be caught by the police and implicated them in."

Jason sneered: "Their worry is right."

Wesley said: "Really? Then I tell you, all the gangs in New York have united, and a total of 15 million U.S. dollars is offered for your head. Many international killers are beginning to be interested in you."

Jason: "..."

Wesley's tone eased slightly: "Jason, don't struggle, give up. Wanted by black and white at the same time, you can't survive."

Jason bowed his head and remained silent for a long time, his eyes gradually igniting fighting spirit.

"Then let them come!"