My American magical life
Chapter 1156: 155: The Flawed Empire, Who Does This Era Belong To? _2

Chapter 1156: Chapter 155: The Flawed Empire, Who Does This Era Belong To? _2

Education level, it doesn’t matter!

Background, it doesn’t matter!

Wealth, it doesn’t matter!

We only look at ability! Only look at loyalty!

Understand the applause!”

Wang Weiheng led the applause, and it thundered.

Standing aside, Li Haiping revealed a satisfied smile.

Even if General Cheng found out about all this, he had a reason to explain it to him.

To make a name on the West Coast, how can one do it alone?

Establishing their screening mechanism was necessary.

Old Li, I just took a slight risk, so what’s the problem?

Loyalty!

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“Why is that car parked at your place?”

Jax pushed the door open and walked into Sheriff Gru’s room.

He had just seen the Army One that Gru gave to General Cheng in the Grue Mansion parking lot.

The head of the Black Police kicked away the woman, motioned Jax to sit down, and only replied after the woman left.

“The situation is not right lately; he’s afraid I might get killed by Gasetti or Lake, saying I should watch my back.

Do you think I should thank him for his concerns?”

The situation is more than just not right.

In the perspective of Gru and Jax, General Cheng is winning, but they are losing almost everything!

With different interests, people can never empathize with each other. The issue General Cheng faces is not about whether he wins or loses, but about the control of the Republican Party in California.

The two Black Police thought General Cheng was arm-wrestling with Niusen and Nanxi while gaining the highest power in America through a political marriage with Wolf and the Great Commander.

In reality, General Cheng was in a dangerous situation where he was losing control over the factions.

“People like Gasetti don’t have the guts. Pretending as if nothing happened and refusing to admit anything is already their limit.”

Jax was reluctant to comment on General Cheng’s arrangements for them, so he simply gave a sarcastic remark about Gasetti.

Gru sighed and asked.

“How’s the investigation going?”

“Which investigation are you referring to? United States Correction Company or Lake?”

Currently, the two key figures in the Underground Forces are mainly dealing with two issues.

One is closely related to Gru’s role as General Manager of West State Logistics, the dispute between their private prison company and competitors.

Niusen, holding down Attorney General Javier, joined forces with General Cheng to aggressively consume the United States Correction Company. This wasn’t difficult because America’s large commercial companies have complex operations and high legal risks.

As long as they are of a significant size, established over America’s two-hundred-year history, there are bound to be issues, leading to legal violations.

The other involves the internal power struggle within the LAPD, which they initiated through the defection of Burns and the investigation against Lake.

But now the problem is, Gru made a move, splashing Lake with a lot of dirt, but Lake didn’t plan to acknowledge any of it!

“Of course it’s Lake. Don’t you understand yet? Even if the private prisons are handled well, it’s just us making clothes for him, only by solving Lake, can we have better development.”

Gru analyzed.

He already saw through General Cheng’s arrangement. This bastard, General Cheng, is the type who, if given ten million, would expect to earn twenty million from it.

Placing him in the position of General Manager of West State Logistics was to make him a tool, helping General Cheng solve West State Logistics’ troubles one by one.

For this, General Cheng didn’t hesitate to pay huge taxes and offered him an unbelievably high salary on a global scale.

“Boss, sigh, maybe we made the wrong choice; back then, he asked us to consider the bigger picture and wait, wait a while.

As a result, the bigger picture has developed to this point, and the opportunity we needed still seems to have not arrived.

He might think, by the time he wins Nanxi and withstands the California Clique in this confrontation, it wouldn’t be too late to help us take down Lake.

But people’s hearts change, people’s hearts change, Boss, in our long-standing engagement with Lake, we are not gaining the upper hand, and people’s hearts change!”

Jax, still working as a chief within the LAPD, personally sensed the shifting allegiances.

If they don’t become stronger, this desire for change will develop and spread more severely!

Reality is not a story; once, Gru could rally his men with a call to action, and they would follow.

Now, having left the LAPD to become a business manager, can his influence still be as strong as before?

It’s impossible!

“Yeah, maybe we shouldn’t have waited, Gasetti hasn’t come up with any decent counterattack so far. A person like him, too cautious, too cautious.

What Chan sees as beneficial are his benefits, not completely our benefits. We can’t be scared by Gasetti, that paper tiger, we…”

Halfway through his speech, Gru stopped.

He looked at his good brother in surprise.

“Jax, do you think he might have anticipated that people’s hearts would change, anticipated my influence would wane, even anticipated we would get anxious.

As long as he maintains a disinterested attitude towards our demands, we will inevitably get anxious and then take risks.

He might be waiting for me to take risks, then kill me and have you inherit my position!

And he, having given me the Army One in advance, could even shed a tear and tell you that it was all fate.”

Jax wanted to say Gru was overthinking, but he ultimately didn’t voice it out. The chief and his boss locked eyes for a long time, and finally, he said.

“Can’t explain why he wanted us to support Niusen. Boss, I still can’t figure out why he arranged things this way. This move doesn’t seem to serve any purpose.”