As the night darkened, there were more and more men and women on the dance floor.


    Jason lay relaxed in his chair with a ruddy face and blurred eyes.


    The scotch on the table has bottomed out.


    In the private room of the club, Franklin was helped out by two tall girls with a satisfied smile on his face.


    "Hey, boss! It''s getting late. I''ll take you back. "


    Jason got up slowly, looked at him and said with a smile, "you soft footed shrimp, are you sure you can drive?"


    Franklin''s expression was very proud: "I have no other ability, but I really haven''t convinced anyone when it comes to driving."


    Leave the club and go to the nearby parking lot.


    Franklin''s car is a white Dodge Challenger. It is said that he saved money for several years to buy a second-hand car.


    After getting on the bus, Franklin asked, "boss, where are you going?"


    Jason gave an address. Franklin was surprised and asked, "it''s all warehouses. Boss, you live in such a place."


    "Now I''m wanted in black and white. I can only live in a safe house."


    “shit！” Franklin said, "if you don''t mind, come to my house."


    "Do you live alone?"


    Franklin shook his head. "My parents died when I was very young. My custody was given to my aunt Dennis. I live in her house."


    It turned out that it was also dependent on others.


    "Forget it, I''d better live in the warehouse."


    Franklin shook his head. "Don''t worry, my aunt is very greedy. Just give her a little money."


    Franklin''s home is very close to the club. It''s only a five minute drive.


    This is a two-story single family building with a small garden and garage.


    Although it is far from Wesley''s mansion, it is a very good house in a slum full of tramps.


    Driving into the garage, Franklin took out the key and opened the door.


    The hut of ten square meters on the left side of the porch is his room.


    Jason sighed. It seems that his aunt is very mean.


    A black aunt came down from the second floor: "Hey! You know you''re coming back. "


    Then she looked up at Jason: "who is this? I should have told you not to bring your friends back. "


    Dennis''s address made Franklin a little angry, but Jason patted him on the shoulder, went to Dennis and took out a stack of bills, about three or four thousand dollars.


    "Beautiful lady, I''m a friend of Franklin''s. I may have to disturb for some time recently. Here''s the rent."


    After receiving the US dollar bill, Dennis was as happy as Franklin said: "I didn''t expect that this smelly boy had such a rich friend as you. There''s another empty room next door. Let Franklin clean it up for you. "


    With that, Dennis twisted his huge ass and went upstairs happily.


    Franklin whispered, "boss, you give too much."


    Jason stared at his ass and said carelessly, "a little money can save a lot of unnecessary quarrels. Why not?"


    Franklin curled his lips and disagreed.


    Three thousand dollars. How much work does he have to do to earn it back.


    While Franklin was cleaning the room, Jason went to the bathroom to take a bath.


    Lying on the hard wooden bed in the bedroom, Jason felt relaxed after a long absence. He soon fell asleep under the blessing of alcohol.


    The next morning, Jason woke up and habitually turned on the system light curtain.


    [Ding! The villain''s accomplice ''Franklin Clinton'' was successfully recruited.]


    [fellow party: Franklin Clinton]


    [ability: theft proficiency (Level 4), driving proficiency (Level 6)]


    [Mall: click here]


    Note 1: in the mall, you can enjoy a 50% discount for the purchasing power of the same party, regardless of personal attributes.


    Note 2: villains recruited through the system have absolute loyalty.


    What？


    The mall is 50% off and ignores personal attributes.


    Jason has some doubts about who is the protagonist.


    However, the second note of the system satisfied him.


    After the Paul incident, Jason became suspicious and didn''t even trust anyone.


    In his opinion, the so-called loyalty just doesn''t have enough price.


    Franklin is so loyal to him now that he can''t guarantee that he won''t have another heart in the future.


    The systematic annotation completely dispelled Jason''s doubts.


    If his subordinates can''t guarantee absolute loyalty, Jason won''t buy any skills for his colleagues even if the mall gives a discount and is free.


    The stronger the ability, the more difficult it is to control.


    …………


    When I opened the door, a smell of meat came to my nostrils.


    Jason followed the smell into the kitchen. Franklin was making breakfast in his apron.


    The meat smell is fried bacon.


    "Boss, wait a minute. It''ll be ready in the morning."


    Jason nodded, opened a chair and sat down: "where''s your aunt?"


    Franklin disdained: "I went shopping with her shit friends. It''s estimated that thousands of dollars will be spent in a few days."


    Franklin mentioned money and made Jason think of the $1 million needed for gun mastery 6.


    Jason is holding his head in his hand and thinking. He has to find a way to make money.


    "Franklin, what do you usually do to make money?"


    "Well... Vehicle recycling."


    “what？”


    He explained: "many people borrow money to buy a car in a car shop, but they can''t afford the loan. My job is to drive these defaulting vehicles back."


    "It doesn''t sound very profitable. Is there anything else?"


    "Stealing cars, driving black cars, driving garbage trucks, driving obstacle removal cars... I have basically done all the work related to cars."


    His driving proficiency level 6 is no joke.


    "Steal a car..."


    Jason suddenly thought that Kim and his men also had a special car playing gang - the flying car party.


    They wear punk functional clothes, ride exaggerated motorcycles, rely on the mobility of motorcycles to transport hi grass, and also steal cars part-time.


    Franklin brought breakfast to the table, but Jason stood up and said, "you eat first. I''ll make a phone call."


    Back in the bedroom, Jason dialed Wesley''s number.


    "Hey!"


    Wesley''s rare roar: "Hey what!"


    "Thanks to you, the underground gangs all over New York are out of control."


    Jason pulled out his ear: "what''s the matter?"


    Wesley said: "you killed the Russian Mafia. Now all the gangs are in danger. They are afraid that you will come to the door to find trouble and that you will be caught by the police and involve them."


    Jason sneered, "their worry is right."


    Wesley said, "really? Then I tell you, all the gangs in New York have joined forces and offered a total reward of $15 million for your head. Many international killers are beginning to be interested in you. "


    Jason: "


    Wesley''s tone eased slightly: "Jason, don''t struggle, give up. You can''t live if you are wanted by both black and white. "


    Jason bowed his head and remained silent for a long time, and his fighting spirit gradually lit up in his eyes.


    "Then let them come!"