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    The firefight ended quickly.  The table where Swift was hiding was suddenly lifted up, and then a voice said: "Get up, big reporter." Swift raised his head tremblingly and saw a face with an ugly crooked mouth.  "You're looking for me?" Swift asked.  "Yeah, I'm looking for you. I heard that you provoked the government? We like to go against the government the most." After saying that, he turned around and shouted, "I found it, Noodles. The big reporter has nothing to do with him." So it looked like there was something going on over there at the bar.  The man who was checking to see if there was any surviving wine turned to look over.  That man had thick eyebrows and big eyes that were incompatible with his status as a gangster. He also had a black mole on the right side of his face, so his face was very easy to remember - yes, it was just like the guy with the crooked mouth in front of him.  Just as easy to remember.  "Well, it's him." The man with the black mole, who was called Noodles, came over and stared at Swift's face for two seconds before nodding.  He then began to strip Swift of her clothes with rough movements.  "You, what are you doing?" "Take off your clothes and let me see. Do you have your press card? Very good, here it is. Okay. Look, which of the dead people here looks more like you? Let me see.  This is good." Noodles kicked a corpse not far from Swift.  At this time, Swift also understood what these people were going to do. He calmed down a little, so he began to look at the corpse, and then he nodded: "It looks a lot like me, but" "The profile picture is right.  Take off your clothes and throw them on him. Give me the hat too." After that, Noodles threw the hat that Swift had been wearing for several years on the restaurant table, and Swift's clothes were covered by him on the body on the ground.  , then he snapped his fingers, and another lean-looking mafioso came with a gasoline barrel.  "Are you going to lose this store?" "Of course, this is the best way to express our ownership of this block. A fire will let all the gangsters know that Waguria is dead and this street has changed hands.  "Here, give him the clothes he changed, and give him a gun." A minute later, Swift changed into the same clothes as the mafiosi, put on a gentleman's hat, and got a gun.  Unloaded Remington shotgun.  "Relax," the crooked-mouthed guy who found him at the beginning smiled at him, "when you leave, be more imposing, like a real gangster." At this time, Noodles left the restaurant at the lead, and when the door opened, you could hear it on the street  The sound of police sirens was coming from afar, but it would probably take a few minutes before they arrived.  "The police came so slowly" Swift couldn't help but muttered.  The thin man who had just poured the gasoline immediately answered him: "Because this is the attitude of the police towards gangsters and gangsters. They want us to fight to the death." Noodles ran to the car that came to pick him up without saying a word.  Waizui pushed Swift from behind and forced him to run. After everyone got in the car, the car started to speed before the door was closed firmly.  "It would be a lot of trouble if we were caught. We usually run away so quickly after committing a crime, just because we are afraid of counterattacks from other gangs. But there will be no counterattacks today, and Vagulia is finished." Sitting in the vice chair  Noodles in the driving position turned back and glanced at Swift.  After that, he looked back at the burning restaurant.  "That's why" "Don't be stupid, it just happens that we also plan to annex this street. The guys from Waguria have done too many things in the dock union recently, and someone asked us to settle it with money.  They. And you are just a poor guy who happens to be eating there. This is normal, it happens almost every day in this season. " "Then where do I go now?" "We will send you to another employer who pays.  Go there, and where you go from now on is none of our business. Now you are a dead person in the eyes of the US government. Even if they find out that you are still alive and want to kill you again, there will be no such chance.  The death of a famous reporter in a gang fight is big news, and your colleagues will report it like crazy. By the time the U.S. government discovers there is a problem, your public sacrifice may be over." Swift understood immediately.  Reporters have many informants in the police. This kind of breaking news will soon be used by police personnel in exchange for money to subsidize their families, and reporters will not think that this news is the kind of news that needs to be treated with caution.  , but you will feel that this is a great opportunity to attract attention.  Soon, reports of his unfortunate death will be all over newspapers in the United States. There is nothing more explosive and more stimulating to discuss than the death of a famous reporter who has just made big news at the gunpoint of a gang.Smell it.  "So I can never be Swift, right?" "Of course, I don't know why you are paid attention to by so many big people," the man named Noodles looked back at Swift, "But I can guess that it is related to that article  The report is related, right? The fact that the U.S. government wants you dead means that there may be something wrong with the report, and it may not be what you really wanted to write, and you are planning to reveal the truth. Am I right?¡± ¡°Yes, right?¡±  "Yes," Swift whispered.  "You are such a fool. You must have the opportunity to choose to cooperate with the government. If I were you, I would just sit back and enjoy the benefits. Be a big reporter. What do you call that? Pulitzer, right? Is it a Pulitzer? In short, it is the journalism award.  , that grand prize that you reporters are so awesome about after you win it. You see us street brothers dancing on the tip of a knife to get the money. You just need to sit in the office and click on the typewriter.  You have both fame and fortune, but you still choose to expose the truth. What a fool.¡± Noodles¡¯ words left Swift speechless.  But after a brief silence, Noodles changed his words: "However, maybe I will be like you and fight against the government or something. Only in this way will I feel alive. Apart from fucking women, this is the only way I can  Makes me feel like a living person." "You are really a qualified bad guy, Noodles." The thin man praised loudly, and the man with the crooked mouth laughed.  At this time, the car was driving on the highway out of the city, and Swift couldn't help but ask: "Where are we going now?" "Didn't I say that I want to give you to the master who gave us another portion of the money, and the rest  We don¡¯t know what happened next. The delivery place is at Pier 3. There is no one on the pier today, so it is suitable for this kind of transaction.¡± (Same as yesterday, there is still a chapter at three o¡¯clock, so we can wait.  Friends, just wait, if you can¡¯t wait, just watch tomorrow)
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