America 1979

Chapter 39 Vampire

At noon on September 22, the Walsh's tavern opened. Neo, who was staying at the door, rushed home immediately and reported the news to his brother. After lunch, Bill immediately went to the bartender.

"Actually, my uncle doesn't come out to do these things anymore. If Eddie Serrano is a bastard who drinks for a small amount of money every day, I will definitely reject him, but you are different. Bill, you and your sister belong to this community. The most self-motivated of us are the children of us who are most likely to be white."

After listening to Bill's request, the old bartender who was cleaning the cups at the bar first came here for a while, and then promised to let his uncle come over.

"... Don't worry, Uncle is also willing to help you good boys. Although he is an ordinary old man, there are still many friends in Brooklyn who are willing to help Old Jack. With his witness, Ryan will never dare to put you How about it."

"Thank you... One more thing, brother, can you help me contact a lawyer in the community? Three witnesses are required, and I think it would be good for both parties to have a lawyer present." Bill asked cheekily.

Favors are only repaid when the other party needs them. Now Bill is in a weak position and has no capital and strength. The bartender brother is doing well on his own, and he doesn't need him to repay favors recently.Therefore, Bill adhered to the idea of ​​not worrying about debts, and passed this test first, and then helped his brother when he had the strength.

"No problem at all, when you need it, I'll let the lawyer set a time." The bartender brother made a chicken paw with his right hand and waved it lightly. "You know, their schedules are full."

Bill thought for a while, "Let's go to ten o'clock on Monday morning. After we sign the IOU, we will go to the bank to transfer the money on the spot."

This is also the time he agreed with Ren, the big boss has a lot of things to do, and he won't wait when it's overdue.

Although the class time is very tight, it is a public school after all. Most teachers do not check the number of students in attendance, but only record the names when collecting homework and grading course experiments. Bill only needs someone to go through the knowledge in class for him, and occasionally Going to class doesn't matter much.

"No problem, but you have to pay the lawyer's salary according to the time. He will do this kind of boring thing for my sake, and the fee is cheap, but I can't let him..."

Bill repeatedly said that he understood the rules, "I know, they charge by the minute."

After agreeing on the time, Mr. Ferrari felt that his whole body was stretched, and he could get the money smoothly on Monday. He hoped that the price of silver futures would be best kept below [-] US dollars per ounce.

"There's no one in the tavern now, why don't we talk. Tell me about the school football team and how hard it is to play..."

There were no customers at noon, so the tavern brother took Bill and chatted at the bar for a long time. From the school topic, he talked about his ex-girlfriend who ran away with someone, and then scolded rich white people for a long time.

"...You also know that group of bitches who wear expensive clothes and go to some kind of charity after work every day, as if they are righteous and kind in the whole world. But they are not. They just look like people on the outside, and they are devils from hell inside. Let the whole society operate according to the rules they set, and then suck the blood of us poor people, and when we have no blood to suck, we will start peeling and eating meat until we are completely..."

The bartender brother talked more and more, attacking WASPs as hypocritical devils.

"Vampires, they are a group of vampires." Talking to someone, Bill began to babble, "Their ancestors are vampires, the kind with fangs that come out in the middle of the night to bite people's necks."

"You're right, you're right!" The bartender patted the table, and then began to scold the upper class.He waited until all the swear words he knew had appeared several times before he stopped talking and encouraged Bill to play well, go to a good university, and find a way to join the upper class after graduation.

Bill took it very seriously, thinking that this old man is a sensible person, "Join if you can't beat it, we have to learn to use the social rules they set, become a high society, and crowd out their positions."

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On Monday morning, under the arrangement of the old bartender, the other two witnesses met with Bill and Godfather Ailon, and then went to the gang resident to meet Ryan Marino.

Still the same as the previous few times, he was searched back and forth after entering the door, and it took a while before he arrived at Ren's office.

"Not bad." Ren, who was standing with two strong men behind him, looked at Bill and the witnesses who came in, and nodded in praise.

But when he saw Jack Walsh who came in last, his upper eyelids twitched wildly, and he forgot to say anything about controlling the field.

Seeing Ryan's reaction, Bill knew that the bartender uncle was the right person.

Old Jack is a thin, short Italian immigrant. He is very kind and smiles at everyone he looks at. His temperament is very similar to that of a small shopkeeper who has been in his own department store all his life, and also like an old man who takes care of his children. Grandpa, more like a farm employee who has finally retired after a lifetime of hard work.

To sum it up in one sentence, old Jack is an ordinary person who can't be found in the crowd, which is quite different from Bill's image of a killer who can stop a child from crying with a look.

"Sir, all three of my witnesses have arrived, how about yours?" Bill asked first.

Ren Marino touched his face, "They are waiting in another house, please wait a moment, we can start in a minute or two."

After ringing the bell on the desk, he stood up and began to exchange cheeks with each of Bill's three witnesses.

"Ailon, the last time we met was at..."

"Lawyer Pete, this kid paid you a lot of money, right?"

"Brother Jack, there's no need for you to come see me, just make a phone call and I'll pretend you're here."

There is a reason why Ryan can be a gang leader. He actually knows all three of Bill's witnesses.

Along with his three witnesses, there were two benches, plus the two strong bodyguards behind Ren, a total of ten people crowded into the office, which suddenly seemed crowded.

The whole negotiation process was very smooth. Ren used a fake identity with a social security number to borrow money from Bill, and then Bill paid back the principal and annual interest after three months, and the two parties signed a loan contract for the remaining interest , using another identity.

"For $11, the legal interest for three months is $260. Sign this contract. The remaining interest is $88 cents. Sign this contract."

One of Ryan's three witnesses was also a lawyer, and he gave a solution. The consequence of the breach of the two contracts was that Bill would hand over all his agency contracts during his NFL career to these two fake identities of Ryan. However, only Bill received the money for the first contract, and the second contract was only a nominal loan of $24295.08 with [-]% interest, but Bill did not actually receive any money.

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