The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 45, I support you this time, support me next time!

Li Xingzhou didn't emerge from the basement until the afternoon.

Recalling the cramped space of the basement, he couldn't help but frown slightly and mutter to himself:

"The space is still too small. There's nowhere to put many of my ideas... Perhaps, I could open a private prison?"

Opening a private prison to house all kinds of criminals, punish their sins, correct their character, and teach them to be good people is undoubtedly a good deed.

The underground area of ​​the prison can be equipped with enough space to set up a large array to collect the murderous aura, violent energy, and other negative emotions of serious offenders, as well as their excessively active blood and qi to aid in cultivation.

It can also house various monsters for research, and set up weapon-refining rooms, alchemy rooms, puppet manufacturing workshops, etc. Isn't that much better than my own small basement?
"This idea... seems to have some potential?"

Li Xingzhou stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, then took out his phone and called James Wesley:

Good afternoon, Mr. Wesley.

Good afternoon, Leonardo.

"Mr. Wesley, there's something I'd like to ask you. If I want to open a private prison, what qualifications are needed? And how much capital is required?"

"..."

Wesley remained silent, clearly speechless at Li Xingzhou's outlandish idea.

Please, we are a criminal organization. As the debt collector and executioner for the Fisker Corporation, do you think you have a chance of passing the qualification review for opening a private prison?
After a long pause, he said tactfully:
“Leonardo, although a third of all prisons in the US are now privately owned, those who can open private prisons are clearly not ordinary people… We are certainly not ordinary people either, but the problem is, we are just too extraordinary, so…”

“Mr. Wesley, I cannot agree with that. We are legitimate businessmen who operate legally and pay taxes according to regulations. Why can’t we open private prisons?”

"..."

Wesley was speechless for a while. If it weren't for the phone call, he would have grabbed Leonardo by the collar and asked him:
How can you say such a thing with such confidence?
“Leonardo, opening a private prison isn’t so easy. Qualifications and funding aren’t actually the most important things. The most important thing is having connections, and specifically connections within the legal system. If you can get the strong support of the New York State Supreme Court Justice, you can certainly open a private prison; you won’t have to worry about funding or finding prisoners. But the problem is…”

"You need the support of the New York State Supreme Court Justice, right? I understand. Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Wesley."

“Huh?” Wesley asked in surprise. “Leonardo, could you really be connected to the New York State Supreme Court Justice? But I remember your father was of Roman descent, while the State Supreme Court Justice is of English descent. Your two families…”

"Hehe, Mr. Wesley, to be honest, I have some special tips and tricks when it comes to making friends. Although I currently have no connection with the Chief Justice and don't know him at all, I believe that I will soon be able to have a pleasant dinner with him..."

This kid is such a braggart!
Wesley secretly grimaced, then said jokingly:
“Well, if you can really build a relationship with the Supreme Court Justice, then Mr. Fiske might need your help. You might not know this, but Mr. Fiske is interested in running for mayor of New York City…”

I know about this, and I also know that Kingpin was elected!
Although this sounds a bit bizarre at first glance, the problem is...

Kingpin's moral standards are really not much inferior to those of the politicians who sit in the White House and rule the world from their seats in both houses of Congress.

If those liars who lie, fool the lower classes, and wreak havoc on the world can rule Great Britain, then it doesn't seem so unacceptable that Kingpin is just the mayor of New York City.

"Once I've successfully made contact with the Chief Justice, I will naturally do my best to help Mr. Fiske whenever he needs it."

This term I fully support you in being the leader, next term you support me, we support each other, take turns in charge, work together to make America great again!

Li Xingzhou thought to himself that he was joking, but continued aloud:
"Furthermore, if I obtain the qualifications to open a private prison, regarding funding..."

“If you can really do that, then I can, on behalf of Mr. Fisker, agree to sponsor you with sufficient funds,” Wesley said jokingly, not taking Li Xingzhou’s words seriously.

"Then it's settled."

Li Xingzhou said cheerfully:

“Once my private prison starts operating, if Mr. Wesley or even Mr. Fiske are ever caught, they can come to my prison and I can arrange luxury suites for them.”

"..."

Wesley was both amused and exasperated.

After hanging up the phone, Li Xingzhou did a few stretching exercises in a cheerful mood and began to devise a plan to get to know the state judge.

The state justice is a truly top-tier figure. Just as Wesley thought Li Xingzhou was bragging, under normal circumstances, given Li Xingzhou's current status and position, he wouldn't even have the right to be judged by the other party in court, let alone get to know him.

For an ordinary gang leader, the idea of ​​getting to know a state judge and gaining their full support is nothing short of a pipe dream, something they wouldn't even dare to imagine.

However, this posed little difficulty for Li Xingzhou; in fact, it was quite simple.

All he needs to do is find the other party, meet with them, and the matter will be pretty much settled.

There's no way around it; he's just that good at communicating and persuading others.

After thinking for a while, he called his eldest father again:
"Dimmon, do you know the home address of the New York State Supreme Court Justice?"

"What do you ask for this?"

"Of course I have something to discuss. I would like to pay a visit to His Excellency the Chief Justice and, incidentally, discuss some important matters with him."

"What's the matter?"

“I want to open a private prison to reform inmates and make a social contribution to America. You know, I’m a true patriot and a socially responsible entrepreneur.”

"..."

After a moment of silence, the old man said in a strange tone:

"I'll help you find out."

He was once a member of the disciplined services and had a lot of dealings with the judiciary. Although he had long since resigned and become a vigilante, he still has a lot of connections in the police and judicial circles and can find out some information about the Supreme Court justices.

Li Xingzhou said in a cheerful tone:

"I'll be waiting for your good news. When that happens, you can bring Mandy along and come with me to visit His Excellency the Chief Justice."

After ending the call, Li Xingzhou went to the bedroom on the second floor, checked the curtains again to make sure they were tightly closed, then went to the head of the bed, admired Selena's sleeping posture for a while, then took off his clothes, crawled into the quilt, and hugged the snow-white, soft, silky, and cool Selena into his arms.

Having intensified his physical exertion that morning, Li Xingzhou was bursting with boundless energy and stamina. Having also finalized a new plan, he was in a great mood and naturally wanted to celebrate with Selena…

(End of this chapter)