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970: Chapter 86: The Feast of Wolves 2_3 970: Chapter 86: The Feast of Wolves 2_3 Sheriff Gru burst into laughter, patted his shoulder, then left without looking back, taking his n with him.

The manager was left standing in place, stunned for a long ti.

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“Go take a look at that plot of land.”

Gru got into the car and instructed the driver.

He was no longer just a Black Police officer; he was now also West State’s general manager.

When it ca to logistics, he didn’t have much motivation to get involved.

He pushed the responsibilities onto senior managent, focusing only on results.

But the private prison project was of a special nature—it was tied to Mr.

Cheng’s broader strategy and related to how Gru would leverage his influence within the LAPD.

If done well, Mr.

Cheng would make money, Gru could get his cut of the pie, and at the sa ti, he could secure more resources to mobilize his gang operation.

There’s a reason why Mr.

Cheng could ta all these unruly souls.

At least when it ca to the private prison project, he fully tapped into the potential of the elite mbers within their small circle, rallying everyone to expand the pie together.

It was truly a win-win situation.

Even the most inconspicuous Old Li gained quite a bit from this project.

Take the simplest example: in the past, with Old Li’s status, he would have had to bow his head in front of Eris.

Now, he could take a seat of honor with Gru.

On one hand, it allowed him to support his close allies like Old Li; on the other, he could pull in outsiders like Crusoe.

anwhile, they shared profits with politicians through guaranteed returns by financing, and once the project was successful, Black Police also gained resources.

This was also why Mr.

Cheng was relentless in his pursuit of Niusen.

Solving the BEC coin issue while getting the private prison project off the ground made many other things easier to handle.

“Li, these people have legal status, but most of them can’t integrate into Arican society.

The jobs they find are only at the most basic level.

I’m concerned that as their numbers grow, they might report our business to so unpredictable departnt.

What do you think we should do about this?”

Gru, accompanied by Old Li, inspected that very problematic piece of land in West State.

At the construction site, undocunted workers from Hua Country were toiling away enthusiastically.

And why wouldn’t they?

They didn’t even have phones.

If they didn’t work hard, at best they’d get beaten; at worst, they’d go hungry for two days.

Yes, they feared going hungry more than getting beaten.

Many had been starved to the point where their high blood pressure and other ailnts disappeared; their bodies beca remarkably “healthy.”

In this regard, they had no way of repaying Old Li’s “kindness.”

“Uh… Sheriff Gru, didn’t we already decide on a solution before?

Just find soone to take the fall.”

If soone reports us, we’ll just push soone out to plead guilty.

What’s so hard about that?”

The Godfather operates like this.

Plea deal?

Sorry, he actually committed the cri.

Look, he’s admitted to it.

What more could you say?

With grunts below him and the LAPD leadership above watching over him, Old Li’s criminal activities had beco sothing extraordinary.

If this were a cri drama, he’d at least be a “Gao Qiqiang Plus Edition.”

“The new sheriff of the LAPD doesn’t like my old crew.

Don’t you know about Jia’s situation?”

Old Li was slightly taken aback and asked,

“His situation… isn’t that under your jurisdiction now?”

The sheriff suddenly had a look of realization and said,

“Haha, Chan didn’t tell you?

Well, it’s not really your concern.

It’s just that, if soone from LAPD investigates our human trafficking operation in the next while, don’t bother finding soone to take the fall.”

“Huh?

Wait, is that Mr.

Cheng’s idea?”

Old Li was utterly dumbfounded.

Brother, are you throwing under the bus?

I’m deeply involved in this operation!

Sheriff Gru waved his hand, smiling as he explained,

“This operation—there are two people making the most money.

One is Niusen, and the other is you.

If the fire spreads, don’t worry—it won’t aim at you.

This ti, we’re going to roast the Honorable Governor!”

Anyone who’s grilled skewers knows this:

If you only grill one side, the flavor will be subpar.

You’ve got to flip them, grill each side evenly, all while carefully sprinkling seasoning.

Only then will the skewers co out with the most authentic flavor.

Don’t you think so, Niusen?

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