The sultry before the rainstorm makes people feel squeezed. The damn weather seems to steam the whole world with this kind of weather. On weekends, three little guys from the Charlotte family are riding on the road in such weather.

He was not sure why he agreed to Charlotte's request. He remembered that he was not a sociable guy on weekends. Even Chekov had to call him to chat for a while. Why did he think of the three little monsters in the family that even the flesh on his heart was unbearable?

"Officer Zhou, lend me your gun."

Jesti, wearing a pink princess dress, sat in the back row in a very naive manner and said this. At that time, she, with two small braids hanging on her head, opened her mouth slightly and looked at the reversing mirror, observing the weekend's expression full of desire.

"no." With the experience of the last time, he refused this weekend without thinking, but in the reversing mirror, he saw Jisty lying in the back seat like a deflated ball. When he lowered his head and started playing with his fingers, he found it very funny.

The atmosphere was a little awkward. At this moment, Roger interrupted with an angry face: "Officer Zhou, I don't agree with you being with Charlotte."

"hat?" He looked at Roger while driving on the weekend and saw Roger with a jealous face as if he was staring at him in anger.

Touch, touch.

There was a pounding sound behind the seats on the weekend. Before he could deal with Roger's problem, the cold boy got involved again: "Asian, you won't tell other policemen about my plan, right?"

"Shut up."

What are these and what?

He sighed over the weekend and said, "Gaia, you have to forget the messy thoughts in your mind. You are not a gang member. Don't think about how many gangs there are in Los Angeles. Also, put away your map. I'm not Charlotte. I can understand your map marked with all the gangs in Los Angeles. The information there is only a little worse than the police station. What are you going to do? Unify the underground world of Los Angeles? Is this your dream?"

"And you!"

He scolded Roger without hesitation and said, "I'm just here to help your sister deal with your mental state. To be clearer, it's to tell you how to control the evil that shouldn't appear like an adult. So far, I have no idea about Charlotte, even if she wore a very sexy orange suspender this morning and sent you out. In addition, Charlotte has his own choice, and that's not what you should interfere."

“shit!”

After saying that, when he turned his head, he suddenly felt that there was a car in front of him. In desperation, he began to turn the steering wheel hard. The car monster tilted his head and relied on changing lanes to escape the moment he escaped. Otherwise, an unusually major traffic accident would have to happen.

Beep! Beep!

Now, the vehicles behind have already expressed their anger by honking their horns. This change of lanes on weekends has indeed given drivers who are not used to changing lanes on the road frequently.

The nervousness that just now was exciting, his heartbeat was rising. He sat in the car and kept swallowing and spitting to release the tension. At this stage, Gaia, who had prepared countless crime plans, whispered: "The driving skills are too poor."

Roger responded: "Agree."

The car was smoothly controlled on the road on the weekend. When I looked over again, the three little guys looked outside the car, and no one had any eye contact with him again.

Awkward

This was the first day I spent with these three little guys on the weekend, and it seemed out of place everywhere.

But what can I do? I can only wait for the opportunity for these three children to explode through contact on the weekend. Because they cannot listen to the advice described by an outsider in words. It is like a fat man who will completely destroy his weight loss plan with "take another bite". Now there is a very interesting feeling on weekends. This feeling is particularly appropriate to describe in Gu Cheng's poems. The alley is deep and long. I knocked on the thick wall with a key.

If you summarize this poem, it is actually very simple. If you want to help these three children, you have to find a door.

After leaving the weekend, he would appear at the door on time when they were out of school. During this period, Charlotte had prepared all the information for the three children for him.

But for these three children, today has just begun.

“Gaia.”

In the corridor of the school teaching building, the children stood in front of the cabinets and took the books they needed. Gaia was the same. However, a call came over.

"Damas?"

The boy who was a little older than him stood opposite him, but Gaia's face was extremely puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Why are you still here to go to school? Isn't anything wrong at home?"

"How did you know something happened?" Damas was stunned by Gaia's question.

Gaia was a little speechless when asked by this sentence, and she covered her smile, and took advantage of the gap in time and interjected: "I thought it clearly afterwards. Do you remember that we were playing aircraft on the playground together and came up with that wonderful plan? At that time, I felt something was wrong, but this plan was too perfect, which made me unable to think about other issues. But I have figured it out these days, Damas, if your Doco family really went to other people's territory to help others transport goods, it would probably give Sass an opportunity."

"It's too late," Damas said. "My mother has driven all three of us out of the house, saying that Sas will definitely not miss this opportunity."

"Is it going to start a fight?" Gaia didn't laugh, but her whole state seemed extremely excited.

"It shouldn't be true. My mother said that she would settle this matter." Then, Damas said everything about her child at home, and his voice was very low. During the narrative process, he had already walked from the middle of the corridor to the dead corner with the least crowded people.

Gaia couldn't help but nodded: "I think what your mother said makes sense."

Damas asked, "What's the point? She didn't say anything, she just scolded the three of us hard."

"No, no, no, she said, Damas, you didn't understand." Gaia leaned against the wall and stepped on the wall with one foot, inserting her hands into her pocket, saying, "Your mother told you a way. Do you remember if the United States has its current status? Our President has not gone to war every day. More often, the United States has chosen economic sanctions on some countries that show confrontational attributes. You forgot that our country has the most powerful economic system in the world."

"Your mother asked Duoke what she planned to do after making money, and she wanted to know if Duoke was mature. His first step was not wrong, but the wrong one was the follow-up."

Damas couldn't get in the conversation at all, and stood there listening motionlessly.

"Do you know what Doko should do most after having money? It's not to recruit gunmen. It's to recruit the worst gangsters in the Armenian region and continue to make money with these people." Gaia guided Damas step by step: "Imagine why those Armenian families can support so many people? It's very simple. In addition to having status, they rely on those who depend on them enough. If Doko brings the worst gangsters in the Armenian region to a rich enough level, these guys will be live advertisements when they go to the Armenian region."

"They are the worst, but they can be richer than others! Why? Because they follow Duoke!"

Gaia said that her face became more and more energetic: "What do other people think? Those famous gunmen will keep watching this? It won't take long for a second group of people to surrender to you, and then the third group of people will follow after the second group of people shows some wealth. Money can replace faith, morality, brotherhood, and family in the current world."

"By the way, who are you helping to transport goods?" Gaia asked.

“Russian.”

"Great!" Gaia almost cheered excitedly: "If you can become the 'legs' of Russians, SAS will be even more unlikely to touch you. In Los Angeles, there is no gangster who will not be afraid of Russians."

"At that time, you have money; you have people; your career is at its peak, and Saras can only glar at you in the Armenian area in the distance. If he wants to ensure that his subordinates do not leave, the only way is to offer his subordinates a larger price. How much business is left in the Armenian area of ​​Saras, which has just been swept by the Anti-Black and Anti-Drug Department? What your mother is thinking is to drag down Saras directly without bloodshed!"

Damas heard it as if he saw the days when the three brothers were in Armenian areas. They drove Sua in suits and whizzed past the streets. Every time they stopped, gangsters from the block came to the car window to report their current income. That was the scene where the title of Doko was put on the crown again.

"Gaia"

"What?"

Damas suddenly figured out a question: "What should I do now?"

"Now?" Gaia planned a grand blueprint like a gang planner, but she forgot the most critical one.

"Yes, right now." Damas said hurriedly: "My mother said that Sass would take this opportunity to completely destroy the Doco family. It is very likely." He did not say that, and made a gesture of tangenting the throat with his palm.

Gaia shrugged and said without any rush: "I don't know."

The bell rang, and Gaia left a sentence before leaving with her book: Think about it and chat after class.”

Damas nodded solemnly, his whole body tense like a longbow, and he had to be pulled and stretched out by the bow without being pulled over.

And Gaia left the most critical point in her belly, the value of human beings.

The value of a person does not lie in the frequent and tiredness of your work, but in the scarcity. This sentence means that you are tired like a dog for eighteen hours a day and may not make much money. The reason is very simple. You are doing a job that is something that is personal. On the contrary, if there is only one person in the world who can do it, even if the job only needs to work for one minute a day, then the price of this person will be as high as you want.

Carrying cargo with aircraft is not a very scarce job. The advantage is that this move is rarely seen, and the police are not prepared. The careers done by the three brothers of the Duoke family are also not scarce, and they can be replaced by individuals. But Gaia designed a highly forced plan for them, which can directly force Saras to fight to the death.

What if the Doko family passed this level and everything was as Gaia expected, would Sars watch himself be eaten by the economic constraints? He would definitely take action when he had the ability to fight!

Will the Russians protect the three brothers of Doko and their subordinates who will be brought together at that time for a job that is exposed by individuals? Don’t forget that this is the price of fighting the trapped Saras, not to mention that Saras will definitely use this as an excuse for the internal affairs of the Armenians. In other words, as long as Russia wants to continue to protect Doko, it will have to start a war with the entire Armenian region, either destroy the entire Armenian region, or let Doko leave and enjoy the entire transportation plan itself.

In class, the teacher was explaining today's lesson. Gaia, who was sitting in the corner, took her mobile phone and sent out a message. The message read: "I have prepared a gun battle for you and it will be released soon."

Recipient: Jisty.

Charlotte's house was sitting on the sand on the weekend, holding a glass of iced Coke and looking down at the information, but when his eyes saw Gaia's information, he stopped.

"Charlotte, is Gaia a Greek?"

Charlotte, who was sitting opposite the weekend, wore a suspender and a cow library and leaned on his elbow on his knees and said, "That's right, the God of Earth."

"But you never told me that Gaia comes from a traditional Greek gang family." I was a little fascinated by the weekend.

Charlotte reached out to grab the information from his weekend hand and said, "I didn't tell you that Gaia was the only heir to their gang. He was forced to kill someone by his father when he was 9 years old. When the gang was destroyed, he was sent to a charity."

"Why do I feel it?" There was a very special feeling that was beating on the weekend, and that feeling made people very irritating.

"He is only 11 years old, not to mention that Gaia did not show any signs, except that he would stare at Jisty while playing with the tired map."

“What I mean”

"He has never hurt Jisty," said Charlotte. "Officer Zhou, the most serious Roger, who is now the most serious, is not Gaia. He has already started the knife."

It can be seen on the weekend that Charlotte is not a hot topic in this way, he is really worried about Roger. Judging from his age, Roger should be the second adopted child. According to time, Roger and Charlotte have the best relationship. There is nothing strange about it. He was full of curiosity about Gaia on the weekend. He clearly saw in the information that Gaia was brought out from a charity by human traffickers from charities and sold to the United States by the United States during the tide of financial crisis. Later, the gang was found in the customs. Gaia was sent to an orphanage again. This was also the humanitarian assistance provided by the United States in view of the entire Europe taking refugees in the financial crisis. Unexpectedly, the child actually entered this family.

"Okay, let's talk about Roger." The weekend made a concession, after all, Charlotte knew the three kids better than he did.
Chapter completed!