The Goddess Shines on America

In the early morning, it was time for office workers to rush out of their homes and step into the office building to work.

The Kuiant Park is surrounded by grass, and it is not too far from the residential area. From time to time, you can see the old people doing morning exercises. For those in the buildings near the park, they can see the situation inside at a glance.

This is the case with the trading company in the northwest corner.

At first glance, the 30-year-old building can only be regarded as 80% new in Albuquerque, so when someone bought the property, the surrounding merchants didn't care much.

Although it is a group of Mexicans who bought the stairs.

At this moment, just when the hour hand was pointing at eight o'clock in the morning, a bald man with a dark-brown complexion was standing in front of the office window, looking out at Quaint Park.

At eight one minute, there was a knock on the door.

"In."

The voice fell, and a thin man walked into the room: "Boss Tucker, are you looking for me?"

The man called Tucker is still looking out the window: "Antonio, if I remember correctly, the money we make every day has been declining this month."

When he said this, Antonio suddenly looked down and said, "Boss Tucker, we can't be blamed for this. Customers' mouths are becoming more and more picky now, and ordinary goods are enough for them to relieve their greed."

After a long silence, Tucker still looked out the window, but when his calm voice sounded, Antonio immediately shivered severely.

"Antonio, did you make a mistake?"

"We are not selling gourmet food, nor French or Chinese food. No matter how low the purity is, unless it is an entry-level product like hemp, everyone will be like a pug, waiting for our people to come! "

"This this"

Antonio still has a bitter face: "But there is no way, Boss, we mainly sell ice gambling after all. Since the last incident, other companies have not dared to give us too high-end goods, but that’s all. Bing gambling, it’s really not addictive if the purity is low"

"Then find a way for me!"

Tucker shouted coldly: "Doesn't it just need to be purified? Then just give me a good purification!? What about the pharmacists below? I asked them to work not to feed the worms!"

"I, I don't want to, but, but"

Antonio is really helpless. The decline in group income is not something anyone wants to see. After all, the group formed by the big guys is not a formal company guaranteed by labor law. This kind of income decline will directly fall on everyone.

"Nothing but."

Tucker waved his hand vigorously: "The Golden Triangle is broken. If the new way is not fixed for me, what's the matter, the big guy really disbanded like this? Antonio?"

Antonio sighed: "Yes, boss, I will talk to the pharmacists as soon as possible. But boss, I really think it is necessary to recruit new people. Those idiots have a doctorate certificate, but they are level. it is true"

Before the words fell, the knock on the door rang again.

Tucker frowned: "In!"

It was O'Neill who was in charge of the gatekeeper, this fat man weighing 350 pounds.

"What's the matter?"

But seeing O'Neill's fat face looked weird: "Boss Tucker, there is a little girl at the door who wants to see you."

Seeing that both people in the house were a little surprised, O'Neill immediately added: "What a little girl, a little Asian girl about 13 or 14 years old, and she has a big breast, uh, it can be so big!"

With that, he stretched out his hand and gestured

Tucker furrowed his eyebrows deeper, and waved his hand: "Let her go!"

"But the boss"

Antonio followed the interface and said, "Have you heard, get out of here!"

"But the boss, she said she has a high-purity ice bet in her hand and wants to sell it to us."

O'Neill said innocently.

"What is it?"

Tucker shook his head again and again, as if he wanted to make himself more sober: "What are you telling me, a 13 or 4 year old girl, went directly to the door of our company and said that she would sell me ice gambling!?"

Antonio also looked astonished: "O'Neal, are you sure you know what you are talking about!?"

O'Neill nodded vigorously, the three-layered fat chin trembled: "Yes, that's right, I was also surprised, I wanted to blast her out. But this girl gave me this."

With that said, he handed in a small pocket.

The three people gathered in the room, Tucker stared at the bag suspiciously, and took out a handful of crystal clear blue particles from it.

"this is"

In an instant, everyone's eyes widened.

"Hurry up and find someone to try!"

Two flowers bloom, one on each table.

Just after the fat doorman walked through the door, Alice waited quietly at the door.

The building is not high, it is only five floors. The total construction area is probably less than 1,000 square meters, but it is enough to accommodate thirty or fifty drug dealers. This is not a small scale, and Alice knows even more that the real scale of these guys is much larger than what I saw at this time.

She knew that this group of people had no less than three nests in Albuquerque.

With Flynn, the instigated little spy, it is not difficult to know this.

Alice didn't intend to hide her identity deliberately, so she was just fighting, just dressing herself up like her Taimei.

High-top leather boots, beggar jeans, plus a set of brown leather jackets with signs of wear, berets worn diagonally, and black sunglasses are directly produced by "Oscar &p;p; Hannah". There was even a Chinese cigarette bought in Shanghai in his mouth, and he put his hands in his pockets. It really is a 300% return rate!

It's enough to cover your face.

After a while, the door was opened again, and the fat pig-like guard said to her with a dull look: "Come in, and be careful not to move around."

Alice pressed the brim of her hat, and then strode in under O'Neill's interested eyes.

The elevator went straight up to the fifth floor, and then under O'Neill's leadership, she walked into an office.

Behind the desk sits a bald Mexican guy, obviously the target of this trip. Turk has a thin, wretched man standing beside him. As soon as Alice enters the room, she stares at her chest and sits on a chair in the clearing with a malnourished white man , Is now looking at the sky with a face of mental retardation, and he keeps laughing.

Well, the atmosphere is weird.

Both sides were silent, Alice did not speak immediately, and Tucker was obviously waiting for Alice to speak. The two sides were so silent. For a time, the whole room could only hear the mentally retarded laugh of the white man "hehehe, hehehe, oh hehehehehe".

Quite weird atmosphere.

In the end, Tucker couldn't help it anymore.

The same is staring, whoever is stared at by a Taimei wearing sunglasses and a cigarette, I am afraid that she will be willing to go down! ?

Wearing sunglasses, I'm not afraid that my eyes meet and fall into the wind, okay! ?

There is no cheating! ?

"cough."

Tucker said: "The quality of the goods you brought is very good. Where did they come from?"

Alice smiled contemptuously, pinched the cigarette in her mouth with two fingers, and spit out a puff of white smoke without a haste: "I made it myself."

"lie!"

"believe it or not."

It seems that the dialogue is developing in a more bizarre direction.

Tucker twitched the corners of his mouth. He knew that if he wanted to really know where the virus came from, he might not be able to use it. Since the other party can send a little girl to come in contact with him, and this girl film is still so good, let alone it is definitely not from Xiamen University, it is possible to graduate from the police academy. If she really wants to use it, she can suddenly pull out a gun if it is not correct.

Tucker keenly felt that this girl might really be able to do that!

"It's okay, I just believe it."

He turned his head and pointed to the mentally retarded person: "This guy is a drug addict, and he looks like this after only smoking one. What is the purity of your product?"

"97."

When Alice uttered the word concisely, all three people in the room gasped!

"One hundred, ninety-seven percent!?"

Tucker's eyelids were jumping wildly: "Do you understand what this concept is?"

"It doesn't matter if I understand, as long as you understand."

Alice chuckled and finished the first half of the sentence, and then the second half came: "Ah yes, I know that almost all drugmakers can only achieve a purity of 96 at most when making ice gambling. No matter how high the purity is, it is like the horizon beyond the realm, which is unattainable."

What is this description?

Before Tucker could understand what is meant by "the horizon beyond the realm", Alice went on to say: "97, 98, and 99, and the legendary 100, each level up will make the taste buds of the diners experience a qualitative change. There are even rumors that if someone can bake ice gambling with a purity of 100, it will taste like a mother’s taste.”

Tucker: ""

Antonio:""

O'Neill: ""

What's all this mess?

Tucker realized that this little girl's film was not the people she used to deal with after all. Facing such a completely uneasy character who played cards, normal coping methods were probably useless.

"okay then"

After blinking, he suddenly felt that UU read www.uukanshu. Com itself seemed to vent all the momentum it had built: "How much do you and the people behind you have in your hands?"

"Then it depends on how much you can eat."

"I will eat as much as you have."

"It's worth a million?"

Tucker looked at Alice deeply: "If you can get so much, I will definitely eat it."

Alice nodded, then shook her wrist.

With a swish, another cloth bag appeared from behind and fell directly onto Tucker's table.

"There is an ice bet worth 500,000 U.S. dollars. Attention, I have already set the price. I also know how much you can earn from this batch of goods. Five hundred thousand is five hundred thousand. If you don't want to pay so A lot of money, then we probably won’t have any follow-up cooperation."

Tucker opened the bag and nodded loudly, just looking at it.

"Deal!" To be continued.