READ WEBNOVEL Chapter 13 I Like Dogs
IRS!
The full name is Internal Revenue Service, the US Internal Revenue Service, which belongs to the Treasury Department.
This department is awesome, very awesome!
As we all know, there are three things that must never be done on earth, namely prohibiting alcohol in the fighting nation, fanning drugs in China, and evading taxes in the United States.
The Americans have a proverb: Only death and tax payment are eternal in the world!
In Dameidi, no matter whether it is illegal income or legal income, even if it is a mixed income, you have to pay taxes to the IRS.
IRS: No matter what you do, I can't lose a cent of my money!
That's right, that's how they hang!
The IRS is pervasive in the United States, known as "the most feared government department in the United States", and its deterrent power far exceeds that of the Ministry of Defense and the CIA. The FBI, CIA, and DEA are like younger brothers in front of them.
The origin of the IRS can be traced back to the period of the Civil War between the United States and the South. At that time, the North and the South were fighting fiercely, and military expenditures were once very tight. President Lincoln saw that he couldn't do it, and how to fight a war without money, so he immediately asked the tax department to work overtime to collect taxes so that it could be used to subsidize the military.
The hard-pressed tax department went to collect taxes, but was driven away with a gun pointed at his head, so, under the authorization of Lincoln, the IRS responded to the second broadcast of the national middle school students... Bah, it was born in response to the call of the times .
The IRS has the right to collect taxes with arms. Facing the non-cooperative elements who violently resist taxation, they said hehe, it’s great that you have a gun, but I still have a cannon!
The tax collection was successful, Lincoln received a large amount of military expenditure, and won the final victory of the war.
So, do you think the Civil War was won because a large number of black slaves supplemented the source of troops?
Lincoln was assassinated because the southern slave owners were unwilling to fail? Is it caused by class interests and political contradictions?
Oh, you are too young!
Since then, the IRS has developed a good style of tax collection. It will never BB if it can do it, and shoot if it disagrees. Of the 110,000 staff, 40,000 are armed forces, well-equipped, and their combat effectiveness is comparable to that of the Army Mountain Division.
In the United States, the largest armed organization is the US Army, the second is the Coast Guard, and the third is the IRS. In the film and television works of the United States, the FBI is often used as a negative teaching material to support the background board of the hero's tallness, but no film has ever dared to make fun of the IRS. This is their deterrent power.
Holding the note given by the former IRS member Cross, Russell knocked 2,000 dollars by the way, and set off with confidence. The cross exaggerated Mr. Smith's force so high, no doubt that he is a proper boss, even if it is not as powerful as the cross, it must not be far behind.
So, Russell rented a Ford F-150 in the used car market and headed for the next state. Because Mr. Smith's phone was turned off, Russell had no choice but to go straight on the road. In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings, Cross wrote a personal letter and attached a threaded warhead, which was a secret signal between the two middle-aged men.
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The city where Mr. Smith lives is a little far away. Russell drove southwest and spent a day on the highway before arriving at his destination at night.
Even if he has a proficient level of driving skills, it can't offset the poor performance of the second-hand Ford. Perhaps because it has not been maintained for a long time, the Ford's tires have poor grip.
There are many car rental markets in Dameidi, and Russell found a rental company that was somewhat gray. Regardless of the identity of the car renter, the buyer will not pursue complicated procedures, and pays the money with one hand and delivers the goods with the other hand, which is simple and no nonsense.
Almost all of these second-hand cars sold at a low price are of unknown origin, and have changed hands many times, so the real source cannot be investigated. Just like the Ford under Russell's ass, if a car is a man's lover,
It is already an experienced bus.
On the way, Russell ran into a policeman patrolling the road without any risk. Relying on the driver's license he got from a gangster and his yellow face, which was the same in the eyes of Europeans and Americans, he easily got away with it.
The place where Mr. Smith lives is a bit remote, and Russell found it under the guidance of a group of well-meaning thugs.
The upright Russell flatly refused, and the gangsters howled and cried on the spot when they saw that he was unwilling. Russell had no choice but to accept it.
It is not a wise choice to knock on the killer's door in the middle of the night. The other party is likely to stay up late and code, and his train of thought will be interrupted, resulting in failure to update in time, and the consequences will be very serious.
Russell originally planned to explore first, and brought some fruit to the door the next day, but Cross gave him 2,000 dollars to buy some gifts. Russell thought that Lao Mei was too vulgar, and buying some fruit was enough, and the ceremony was light and affectionate. He was going to send the sincere greetings of this old friend who went to the cross.
Ford drove past Mr. Smith's address, an abandoned building in the suburbs, with mottled walls and bricks everywhere, probably only homeless people would live here.
Russell found that something was wrong, not that the sanitation environment was poor. Since Mr. Smith was a killer, he must be cautious in character, and there was nothing wrong with living in an inaccessible suburb.
But what the hell are the ten or so black Buick Businesses in front of the building, Mr. Smith having an underwear party?
Lingerie parties are out of the question, a couple of guys in suits and ties stand outside the building, wearing dark glasses at night, either blind or selling insurance. Considering that they didn't bring a guide dog, it's more likely to sell insurance!
Obviously, Mr. Smith's situation is not very good, he was blocked.
Several suits and ties also spotted the sneaky Ford. Two of them walked towards Russell, and the rest put their hands inside their suits. They all carried guns.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
Continuous gunshots came from the building, Russell cursed secretly, stepped on the accelerator and accelerated away. Seeing this, the two suits and ties did not choose to pursue and returned to their respective posts.
Russell didn't leave, he circled around and parked Ford in the shade of a big tree. The gunfire upstairs was still going on, from the beginning to the present intermittently. If it wasn't for the enemy whipping the corpse, it meant that Smith had just staged a massacre.
A few men in suits and ties stopped guarding the door, and took out pistols from their pockets and rushed in, followed by another burst of gunfire.
Russell didn't have the idea of rushing over to help. He counted the number of commercial Buicks. If they were all full, the number of enemies would be quite terrifying. He didn't want to die for a stranger he hadn't even met.
The gunfire in the building became dense again, as if it was a pause after a climax, the gunfire stopped instantly.
Two figures ran out of the building, a man and a woman. The man was wearing a black leather windbreaker, while the woman was wrapped tightly. Their faces could not be seen clearly under the darkness.
When the two ran into the alley next to them, more than 20 men in suits and ties with guns ran out of the building. The short man who led them cursed and ran into the alley.
Russell rubbed his chin, maybe... he can do a back kill.
The man who escaped was Smith, a man with a cold appearance and full of mystery. No one knew his past, but he had a face of "I have a story".
Smith has been in a bad mood for the past two days. Because of his soft heart, he was accidentally involved in a conspiracy.
He is not a kind-hearted person, nor does he have the idea of becoming a hero, but when he saw a pregnant woman who was eight months pregnant being hunted down by a group of gunmen, he still instinctively extended a helping hand.
During a chaotic shootout, the pregnant woman was frightened into giving birth early, leaving only her newborn baby behind.
Smith thought the incident would end because of the woman's death, and he had no intention of continuing to get involved, but then he discovered that the other party's target was not a woman, but a newborn baby. Unable to bear to abandon the baby to die, he extended a helping hand again and found his mistress for help.
Newborns need breast milk, which Smith doesn't have, but Quintana, her prostitute concubine, who drags the hapless prostitute back to his suburban settlement.
Then came the enemy's attack. Smith dominated the pretentious scene. With his precise marksmanship, he single-handedly fought against 50 gunmen and broke out with his mistress and baby.
Hiding in the dark alley, Smith thought that he would throw off the enemy, but he never thought that the short leader was already prepared and trotted over with a hound on his lead.
The ferocious barking of dogs echoed in the alley, accompanied by the sound of hurried footsteps, in the gloomy alley, it gave people a suffocating and depressing feeling.
"Kill that dog, kill that dog quickly!" Quintana said in a low voice, they couldn't escape the pursuit without killing the dog.
Smith refused without thinking, "No, I like dogs."
Quintana was dumbfounded, I have no problem with you loving dogs, but the dog doesn't know!
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【Fighting Street Diary】
The editor told me, don't stay up late to type, and take care of your body. In this way, when I hit the street, I can at least go to work on the floor tiles.