"I can get in touch with some friends and put pressure on the judiciary, and I'll make people pay attention to the news." Li Zitao resolutely chose to stand on his side.

"Thank you, Charlie. Connie's family will thank you, too." With that, he hung up. Now he needs to comfort Connie's family.

He is only 23 years old, and his life should have been wonderful, but now he lies in the cold morgue, waiting for the case to be buried.

Life, sometimes, is too fragile.

"Honey, are you ok?" Mary came to the bar and put her arm around his shoulder.

"No, it's OK." Killing is no stranger to him.

But an innocent life, with a bright future of young people, because of such things lose their lives, or people can not help feeling depressed.

Back in the room, Li asked for the number from the Secretary's room and dialed the governor and the attorney general.

After hearing what he said, they said they would pay attention to it.

The identity, past, motive and criminal record of the old drunkard who threw the baseball also appeared in the newspapers.

Drinking, gambling, stealing, burglary, bad behavior.

He had a family, a wife and two sons, but he was divorced very early.

According to his own account, the motivation for doing this was that he lost a lot of money in that game, 500 dollars.

That was a lot of money 12 years ago, enough to buy a house.

He believed in the White Sox and that Chicago heroes would lead them to victory, but when they lost, he lost.

Now he is poor and can only rely on picking up garbage and "wild dogs" wandering in the street to grab food. He blames all this on the loss.

Because of the continuous coverage of the news, the matter also caused discussion among citizens.

Whether it is reasonable to prosecute with the first degree intentional murder has aroused a new round of debate.

But the public will not know that there are other forces in action. From the first day of the trial, all the evidence is against him.

His former neighbors said that he was a irascible man and had a serious tendency to harm. He had seen him kill wild dogs by the road with an axe for pleasure.

His colleagues' evaluation of him is very dangerous. No one dares to provoke him, because he always says, "I will break your neck."

Records of fights in bars, beatings of victims during robberies, and the fact that he took a baseball to the stadium showed that he was premeditated.

He was very accurate when pitching, aiming at the back of Connie's head.

Under all kinds of evidence, even the lawyers who provided him with free services for humanitarian reasons did not know how to speak.

"It's slander, it's slander, I didn't want to kill him..." his roar in court didn't achieve any effect.

Instead, the jury found that he was, as the evidence shows, extremely violent and extremely harmful to society.

In the end, the jury passed his trial with one abstention.

The first level of intentional homicide is established, and its mode of execution is injection death.

The case didn't drag on for long, but by the time the verdict came down, Li Zitao had already returned to his home in Los Angeles.

"Thanks for your help, Charlie." He said on the phone.

"He deserved it, and the evidence made people realize what kind of person he was." Li Zitao left the sofa and came to the window.

"Yes, he deserved it, and Connie's family wanted to thank you..." konmiscki handed the phone to a woman.

On the phone, the woman choked to say thanks to him, and Connie's brother and sister also expressed their thanks to him.

Half an hour later, Li Zitao finally hung up the phone, but he was a little satisfied. He had to say that the taste of being a good man was addictive.

In fact, he did not do much, just let all the evidence that should be presented be presented in court in time.

"Charlie, come on, it's your turn." Norma, sitting cross legged on the sofa, stood up and hopped.

"Here it is." Li Zitao returned to his position with Mary and three little guys beside him.

They are playing a card game. Tycoon is one of the new card games launched by playboy.

The Playboy press is still casting. They want the most amazing face that the world can remember.

The girls in magazines must be high-end, out of reach, angels and demons.

It's a combination that makes every man's blood spurt, rather than the coquettish cheap goods on the street.

But rabbit girl's reputation is spreading rapidly through Las Vegas, and any guest who has been to Belle gate will never forget their playmate girl.

It is the card game they are playing that makes the public know Playboys first.This kind of game price is in 8-20 cent, the price is very low.

But the game is full of fun, suitable for all ages. It can increase the time for children to get along with their parents, and make the family get along well and more interesting.

So, Playboy is on fire.

But most people think of it as a game company, and people are curious why it has such a name.

"Charlie, why is it called a playboy?" Eric threw out the sieve and asked curiously.

"Er..." after looking at his wife, Li Zitao said helplessly, "because it not only provides games for children, but also provides some games for adults."

"For example?" Norma happily bought a piece of land, waiting for a new harvest.

"Some luxury goods, yachts, watches, custom fashions, private airplanes..."

There are also women, this sentence Li Zitao selectively ignored.

"Cool, can I order one after it's published?" Eric looked up and looked at him with some excitement.

"No, that's not what you should pay attention to. You should think about how to get an a Li Zitao refused without hesitation.

"Because the teacher doesn't like me." Eric shrugged his shoulders and said nothing.

"Leave them alone. You have to make them impeccable. There is no justice in the world." Li Zitao said, holding out his hand to FEIA, "you forgot to pay the fare."

"I know, you said, I'll do it." Eric nodded and said with a big smile.

He doesn't care about this kind of thing. He doesn't really care about it anymore. Because here, he gains family and love.

Even Charlie had this, and his attitude influenced Eric.

Why to care about the eyes of irrelevant people, they can't take us how, life is their own, do not care what they say.

If someone discriminates against you, insults you, or satirizes you because of your skin color, you should stand in front of him and tell him with your fingers, "you son of a bitch in NIMA."

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