My American magical life
Chapter 1122: 143: Heard the Gunshot? I Fired It!

Chapter 1122: Chapter 143: Heard the Gunshot? I Fired It!

“You lied to me!” Burns glared.

Gru sneered and said.

“I told you already, she’s not here, Burns. Letting you video call her is already a favor, now, let me tell you what to do next.”

“I refuse, Gru, you should at least let me see her in person.”

It’s not that Burns was stubborn, but Gru was too cunning. Burns feared that Gru had already gotten rid of his daughter.

He was terrified!

“Alright, wait for me a moment.” Saying this, under the anxious gaze of the poor father, Gru dialed a number.

“Cut off one of her ears and bring it over, her father wants to see her in person.”

“See her in person”

Gru was good at comprehension.

You want to see her in person?

Fine, I’ll cut off an ear and let you have a look!

Burns’ expression shifted from relaxation to shock to fear in just a matter of seconds. The poor father almost lunged forward, trying to snatch the phone away from Gru, who issued the command.

However, Gru was a butcher by trade; he and his brothers had fought on the front lines for years. Handling Burns’ sneak attack was a breeze for him.

With a swift kick, Gru sent the charging Burns flying and laughed.

“What, didn’t you want to see her?”

Burns’ face was scratched by the chair, but he couldn’t care less about wiping off the blood, only yelling angrily.

“Demon, how dare you!”

“Demon? There’s no such thing as demon crime under American law!

So, do you want to make a deal with a demon, or become a saint who sacrifices his own daughter?

Abandoning your own family to fight against a demon, oh God, what a touching story, hahahaha!”

On the other end of the line, Gru’s subordinate quickly responded loudly.

“Boss, shall I do it now?”

As he spoke, he also pulled out the gag from Burns’ daughter’s mouth.

“Dad! Save me! Dad!”

“Slap!”

“No shouting!”

Gru hung up the phone directly, looking at Burns kneeling on the ground, revealing a cruel smile.

“Choose, Burns.”

“What do you want me to do?”

Faith, justice, duty, the so-called redemption, and the fight against evil all lose their meaning in the face of the cruelest choice.

Freed from the restraints of society and the shackles of the self, Burns finally saw into his own heart.

All lies or oaths, all meanings and nobility, vanished.

Burns became a prisoner of the demon, but the demon itself was also a prisoner of capital.

Sadly, as the ultimate form tamed by capital, Cheng had already fallen into the dead end constructed by capital.

His strong and resilient soul had been polluted, and even his former confidence was forced to be covered with dust.

In this twilight age constructed by capital, capital equally torments everyone, whether good or evil, and there’s no escape.

Perhaps this is inevitable in human evolution, the growing pains of social organizational model development?

No one can give a definitive answer, nobody at all.

—————–

In Mayor Garcetti’s private residence, Lake didn’t see the mayor’s famous wife but instead encountered someone special—Javier.

If you ask why Garcetti’s wife is famous?

Well, she’s a fierce woman who fights ten at a time; that’s enough said, lest the West Coast’s most renowned son-in-law, Garcetti, takes notice.

From this point of view, it’s easy to understand Cheng’s confusion about how Garcetti manages to endure.

After all, he’s been fiercely competing on odd lanes for years; the pressures of life have maxed out Garcetti’s burden-bearing abilities.

“Mr. Javier, Mr. Mayor, good evening.”

After politely greeting them, Lake sat properly at a diagonal to the two, at Garcetti’s indication.

“You took office as my Sheriff during my term. To be precise, I brought you to LAPD.

Mr. Javier came today for no other reason.

We’re both from San Rodolfo, and we’ve long been dissatisfied with certain situations!”

What Garcetti didn’t mention involved his transactions with Javier and Nanxi.

The deal with Javier was to have Javier, in the role of Attorney General, help him deal with Gru, and in the future, Garcetti would support Javier.

Both being from San Rodolfo, long-standing friendship made the deal come about without much difficulty.

Of course, this involved a precondition—the formidable lady in California had clearly begun targeting the California Elephant Party.

Without this precondition, these two old foxes would not easily get their hands dirty!

As for the deal with Nanxi, the specifics were to help Nanxi squeeze the survival space of the California Elephant Party, the sister-in-law promised to support Garcetti for Senator in the future.

If you ask, wasn’t Feinstein’s position promised to Niusen by Nanxi?

All I can say is, the heart of Sister Nanxi is as difficult to guess as that of an eighteen-year-old girl~

Go ahead and guess!

Cheng didn’t foresee this; he was spurring Gru into action, but Garcetti was already prepared to officially enter the fray—Cheng wasn’t needed at all.

The conflict had reached this point. If Garcetti didn’t step in, he really wouldn’t qualify to stay at the table!

Wait it out?

With the fight at your doorstep, you still want to wait it out?

Impossible!

“Are you saying?” Lake confirmed the leader’s meaning with some anticipation.

The son-in-law who rose to become the Mayor of the City of Angels, Garcetti’s ability can only be understood by those who know.

It’s just that working under such an old-timer like Garcetti might be stifling, as only Lake knows.