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Irving¡¯s ancestors only spent a period of time in Clinton District many years ago. At that time, they successfully turned it into what New Yorkers call hell.
Now Kingpin has begun to unite the dark side forces in New York, and his business has extended from the earliest drug trafficking to a one-stop industrial chain of smuggling, sale of stolen goods, special services, bars and nightclubs, and high-end hotels.
What¡¯s even more frightening is that this guy has also extended his tentacles to big cities across the country, joining forces vertically and horizontally, eating and fighting while wooing them, increasing market share, and manipulating market prices to obtain greater profits.
They are not crazy yet and have no desire to go against the big boss who has become a dominant player.
The boss, Owen, was so crazy that he didn't notice the sudden silence among his subordinates. He was still talking about how to regain the glory of the family in the past.
Several subordinates were nearby and couldn't help communicating with each other with their eyes, as if they all understood what the other person was thinking.
Perhaps, in a few days, you will be able to think about the boss position under Irving?
A dead person cannot be their boss.
Just when Owen's boss was ambitious and arrogant, and several of his subordinates were flirting with each other, waiting for the boss to commit suicide and return home, there was a sudden knock on the door.
The thick iron door made three crisp clanging sounds, and then stopped.
The two gangsters guarding the gate raised their guns vigilantly. This rhythm was not a code for the guards outside.
After a slight pause, three more knocks on the door sounded.
It¡¯s still as unhurried and moderately paced as a polite person who goes to a stranger¡¯s house to ask for directions.
Owen waved his hand, signaling the guards in the hall to take out their guns, be on alert and be ready to fire at any time.
Seeing that his men were ready, he gestured to the gangster at the door and asked him to open the small window to see who was coming.
A gangster moved his face forward, only to see a guard outside standing behind a man wearing a hat and a black windbreaker with a serious look on his face, with the gun in his hand pointed at the man.
Only the lower half of the man in black's face was in his sight. Under the shadow of the brim of his hat, he could only see the corners of his mouth raised like his mustache, as if he was smiling happily.
The gangster was stunned and asked: "Femi, who is he?"
The gangster Femi outside the door said with a straight face: "Dirk, he said that he is a big customer and wants to talk to the boss in person."
The gangster Dirk inside the door: "Why did you let him knock on the door randomly?"
Fermi still kept a straight face: "He said it seemed more polite."
Dirk frowned: "Have you searched him?"
Fermi raised his free hand and showed a thick stack of hundred-dollar bills: "This is the only one, he said it is a deposit."
Dirk turned his head and looked at the boss Irving: "Someone said he wanted to buy goods. Fermi searched him and there was only a stack of cash."
Of course, Dirk could not be seen in the small window. There was already a layer of fine beads of sweat on Fermi's forehead outside the door.
Behind him was Selina, who had activated the optical camouflage. She was grabbing his clothes with one hand, and the muzzle of the tranquilizer gun in the other hand was pressing against his back.
Owen also faintly heard the conversation at the door. He hesitated and waved to the gangsters who were on guard with guns.
The gangsters dispersed slightly, the muzzles of the guns in their hands were lowered, but they were not put away.
Dirk at the door opened the iron door, took a slight step back, and pointed the gun in his hand at the man in black.
The man in black walked into the iron gate without any panic, and nodded slightly to Dirk beside him: "Thank you."
Dirk suddenly frowned: This is actually a very authentic London accent! Is this guy here to die?
When he was thinking this, the man in black had already passed by him, walking forward not far from the women who were loading the goods, and seemed to be looking at the goods.
Owen was immediately dissatisfied: "Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The man in black did not answer his words, but said: "The night gave me black eyes. I didn't use them to look for light, but I looked down at you little mice in the sewer. Life is really difficult."
He still has that authentic London accent, and his words still have a poetic rhythm.
Owen: "Very good. When I dig your eyes out, you will be black-eyed and the rest of your life will be even more difficult."
Owen has been obviously in high spirits recently. He is increasingly unable to control his emotions. He has no time to talk nonsense with this guy.
And, this houseIf a guy dares to come to their lair alone in the middle of the night and speak with a Cockney accent, he must die regardless of whether he is insane or not.
Because people like Owen are all Irish.
Everyone in Clinton also knew they were an Irish gang.
A cruel smile appeared on Owen's face, and he waved his hands to break the guy's hands.
"I don't want to use a gun because I don't want to take advantage of this damn British guy. Irving wants to slowly torture him to death."
The two gangsters grabbed two crowbars and approached with oppressive steps. They swung the crowbars in their hands and slammed them at the man in black.
Luke saw Selena's figure sneaking in quietly from the door on his lenses, which also meant that the beating could begin: "Violence can also be used to do good things."
As he spoke, he crossed his hands and reached down, pulling out two 30-centimeter-long matte knives from his waist under his cloak.
The blurry black shadow flashed in the air, and the two charging gangsters felt their hands go cold, and the crowbar flew out uncontrollably.
The next moment, they screamed, and two tiny red lines appeared on their wrists. After a while, blood soaked out of the red lines.
¡°Shoot, kill him.¡± Irving, a gang leader who had been in the Clinton area for many years, was experienced and responded quickly, so he shouted directly.
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A series of gunshots rang out from everyone's hands.
But the body of the man in black who was surrounded by them in the center of the field just now was shaken, and he moved more than ten meters away, and waved the knife in his hand again.
Another gunman lowered his hands and screamed.
¡°In the face of bad guys, we must use extreme measures to fight violence with violence¡±
The magnetic and gentle sound, like the baritone of a BBC documentary, echoed in the factory, even the deafening gunshots did not suppress it.
The black matte knife once again wiped the hands of a gangster, even though the man kept retreating and trying to hide behind his companions.
As a result, Luke passed by him and waved his hand. The gangster's companion also dropped his hands and screamed.
"We need to not be afraid of power and stand up"
In the sound of words, two matte knives came out, and the two gangsters who were shooting with rifles were penetrated in the right shoulder, throwing the guns and screaming.
"Strive to eradicate evil and uphold justice" Luke tapped his feet continuously, like a massless ghost, turning back and forth in the air. The next time he crossed his hands and reached into his waist, two more matte knives appeared in his hands. . (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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