Atlantic City!
The head of the IRS New York branch, Eric Liribeiro, sat in Donnie's office, with a bottle of whiskey that Alice had bought for $50,000 at an auction next to him.
"I don't quite understand. Do those people really think they can defeat you?"
After speaking, Eric Liribeiro took a sip of the whiskey in his glass, showing an expression of enjoyment.
"Two thousand US dollars gone with one sip!" Tang Fei joked with Eric Liribeiro and then laughed.
"They won't think about that issue. What they're thinking about now is how to make me give in to their attacks. Smuggling is too profitable; they won't give up on these profits!"
Eric Liribeiro nodded. As a person of real power in the IRS, Eric Liribeiro had seen such things too many times. When the profit reaches a certain level,
even if God himself were standing in front of them, these people dared to point a gun at God and fire.
