Hardy Empire 1945

Chapter 222 The San Francisco Mafia Family Shocked

Hardy had just put down his glass, and Ava Gardner came from another room. She had just gone out to answer a phone call that lasted for twenty minutes.

Ava came to Hardy, knelt on the carpet beside Hardy, rested her head on Hardy's thigh, looked up at the man, with a trace of sadness in her eyes.

What's wrong Ava?

Hardy was a little puzzled. It was fine just now. He reached out and stroked the woman's smooth long hair, just like petting a well-behaved cat.

Hady, I feel lucky, Ava said.

Why did you say that all of a sudden? Hardy was a little surprised what happened to Ava. Could it be that he just received that call?

It's Lana Turner. She just called me and cried. She was stalked by a scumbag. She was just beaten by a man.

Hardy frowned slightly.

Hardy knew Lana Turner. She was a contracted actress at MGM. She was beautiful, with soft brown hair, jade-like skin, a round and beautiful face, and a bumpy figure, not inferior to Ava.

Hardy took Ava to the MGM wine party, and the two girls got to know each other. They were about the same age and talked very happily. Later, they gradually became best friends, and they would go shopping and drink tea together when they had time.

In the beginning, the man said he was the owner of a tobacco factory and was full of sweet words to Turner, but later Turner found out that the man not only lied to him, but also had a black background. It is said that he used to be the bodyguard of a certain gang boss. Na wanted to break up with him, but was beaten by that man, and even threatened to destroy her if she dared to break up, she is very sad now, and also very painful and afraid.

After Ava finished speaking, she looked at Hadi: Can you help her Hadi, she needs help now, but no one helps her.

What's that man's name? Hardy asked with a frown.

Johnny.

Gangster's bodyguard Johnny?

Hardy didn't know there was such a person.

Hardy touched Ava's face, Don't worry, I'll help her.

Ava immediately smiled, and her face kept rubbing against Hardy's thigh, like a coquettish cat.

Hardy picked up the phone and called Bill.

Bill, do you know a guy named Johnny who is said to be under a certain mob boss?

Johnny? I don't know, I'll ask now.

After about 5 minutes, the phone rang. At this moment, Hardy was lying on Ava's lap, and Ava was cleaning the man's ears.

Pick up the phone and send it to Hardy's ear,

Bill told Hardy that Johnny, a former member of the Selton family in San Francisco, left the gang last year and wandered in Hollywood. With his previous connections and eloquence, he tricked a rich Hollywood woman into raising him.

It turned out to be a little white face who had mixed with gangsters.

He should know a lot about the Selton family. Find him a good place to ask carefully, maybe it will help us in our future actions. Hardy said.

Understood boss.

hang up the phone.

How's it going? Ava asked, looking at Hardy.

Hehe, let your friend rest assured, that Johnny will never pester her again in the future. Hardy said.

Ava happily bowed her head and kissed the man.

She felt so happy to be around such a man, and whispered in his ear, Hadi, shall we go swimming?

The manor swimming pool has a heating function, which can maintain the most comfortable temperature all year round.

the next day.

When Ava went to visit Lana Turner, the woman's eye was bluish obviously, there was a scratch on her arm, and there were multiple bruises on her body. It was obvious that the man had hit hard and didn't care that the woman was a Hollywood star.

Lana Turner saw Ava crying and hugging her.

Ava, help me, that Johnny is a jerk and I wanted to get rid of him, but he threatened to kill me.

Ava stroked Lana Turner's hair. I've spoken to Hardy, and Hardy said he'd handle this for you.

Mr. Hardy promised to help me?

Yes, so don't worry.

The woman lay on Ava's chest and cried.

From that day on, Lana Turner never saw Johnny again. About a week later, she saw a message in the newspaper that Johnny had died in a car accident. A speeding car collided.

After the police arrived, the driver pleaded guilty. At that time, because it was dark, the man suddenly crossed the road again, and it was too late to brake before hitting him.

There were several witnesses nearby who confirmed that the driver's words were true.

The driver did not drink or speed, the pedestrian was responsible for crossing the road, and the driver was finally found to be 70% responsible and compensated for $6,822.36.

The driver's car is insured, and I don't have to pay so much at all. In the end, I only need more than a thousand dollars from the driver.

When Lana Turner saw the news, she immediately thought of Mr. Hardy, but she quickly shook off the thought and gritted her teeth: That bastard should die, this is God's punishment for him.

For Hardy, the woman was grateful.

Bill came to see Hardy.

Boss, that Johnny told everything he knew. We got a lot of confidential information about the Selton family, and this time we are more confident in dealing with them. Bill said with a smile.

Hardy nodded, It seems that the time is almost right, it's time to start action, I'll let Henry send a secret letter to the FBI.

Two days later.

The FBI branch in San Francisco received an anonymous letter, and the staff opened the letter as usual, and they were surprised after reading the contents above.

Don't dare to neglect and immediately send it to the director of the FBI in San Francisco.

After reading it, the director immediately called the FBI headquarters to report the situation, We received an anonymous letter saying that the patriarch of the Selton family we were looking for, Leb Selton, was hiding in a secret manor in Florence.

Didn't the intelligence say that he has been hiding in Colombia, why did he go to Italy? the supervisor asked.

The report said that he went to Italy because he was not used to Colombian food. Florence is Lebselton's hometown. The address given in the anonymous letter is very detailed, saying that the manor was secretly purchased by him. Real estate, said the San Francisco bureau chief.

The supervisor thought for a while, Then notify the Italian side and let the local police help us arrest people.

Ah, if the local police arrest people, in all likelihood, they will disappear.

Do you still want to go to Italy to arrest people? Don't worry about it so much, just follow the procedures. The main pipeline.

The FBI informed the Italian side of the situation. After two days of delay, the Italian police conducted a raid on the manor provided by the intelligence and found that there was no presence of Leb Selton in the manor except for some servants.

At this moment Leb Selton had already run away.

Lebselton was informed by an insider that he took all his men and left the manor that afternoon, took a friend's private jet to the Bahamas, and lived in a small seaside villa.

The scenery here is very good. There is only one villa around him, and the bay is in the distance. If you are bored, you can go swimming or fishing in the sea.

But now Selton is not in the mood to swim or fish, he patted the table and roared furiously.

Who leaked my news, we must find out!

The final investigation revealed that someone sent an anonymous letter to the FBI branch in San Francisco, and no one knows who sent the letter.

But the next day.

When Yuka, a small leader of the Lebselton family, was out, a passing car suddenly stretched out a machine gun and shot the small leader, killing the small leader on the street.

This matter is very strange. The little boss didn't offend anyone recently. Why would someone kill him?

When Lebselton received the news in the Bahamas, he always felt that something was wrong, and immediately sent his closest men to investigate the matter, and in the house of the mistress of the little leader, they found a box.

The mistress said that this was what the man had left with him during his lifetime, and she had never touched it.

The box contained twenty-five thousand dollars in cash, the deed of the house where the lover lived, and some letters and notebooks, and on the notebook was the last sentence,

Trotto asked me to send a letter to the FBI, and if it worked this time, he promised me to be the head of the team.

Troto, whose full name is John Troto, is the second head of the Selton family. After Leb Selton was wanted and fled, Troto is now completely in charge of the gang business.

When Henry and Hardy were reporting, Hardy smiled lightly, This guy still has the habit of writing a diary. Who is a serious person who writes a diary?

This news quickly reached Lebselton's ears, and Lebselton turned the table angrily. He didn't expect that the second master would betray him, sell himself to the FBI, and plan to kill himself with a knife and swallow the entire gang. .

Trotto, Troto! I must kill you.

Within two days, someone openly shot Troto at the gang's resident office. I don't know if it was because of nervousness or because the gun was too bad. Three shots were fired, but only one shot was fired, and it was in the shoulder. It was not fatal. .

The gunman was then knocked down by the second-in-command bodyguard.

Everyone was surprised why the people in their gang would kill the second master. Troto held a gun against the guy's head, Say, who told you to kill me!

The gunman was also afraid, but he felt that he still had a chance to survive, because the boss asked him to do this.

He shouted to Troto: It's the boss who asked me to kill you, because he already knows what you want to kill the boss. You secretly sent a letter to the FBI just to let the police catch him, and then you can justify yourself. Boss.

The second-in-command Troto was very surprised, Who told you that I sent an anonymous letter to the FBI, don't talk nonsense.

Yuka said it.

Yuka was killed, what did he say? the second master roared.

It was because you were afraid that things would be exposed, so you sent someone to kill him, the gunman shouted.

Oh shit.

Can't explain.

The eyes of many people in the gang have changed when they look at the second master. Although the second master is now in charge of Troto, most of the people here are Selton's subordinates.

Things have gotten more and more confusing here.

Troto gritted his teeth, he knew that the shooter could not be killed now, ordered someone to lock him up first, then looked at the others and said: There must be something wrong with this matter, the anonymous letter is definitely not written by me, I will Make it clear with Leib that now you each go back to your own territory, and no one can move without my order.

After Troto finished speaking, he was sent to the doctor. In the hospital, a group of his cronies conspired. Now he is identified as a whistleblower, and there is no way to get rid of it. There are only two ways.

that night,

A fierce shootout ensues among the Selton family in San Francisco.

One party took the initiative to attack, and the other party was well prepared. The number of people on both sides was almost evenly matched, and many people died at one time.

When the San Francisco police received a call, HD Security drove more than a dozen police cars with heavy weapons to block off the surrounding area of ​​the battlefield. As for how many people died inside, they didn't care, let them finish the fight.

This is also the usual method of the US police to deal with the gangster fire.

Neither side is a good bird, no one cares if they die or not, and it would be dangerous to rush in and get caught between the two groups of people, then surround them and let them fight, and then they can clean up when they are exhausted.

The phone in the room rang.

Hardy got up and walked to the study to answer.

It was Henry's call.

Boss, I originally thought that they would be deadlocked for a while. I didn't expect that as soon as the incident happened, both sides immediately chose to do it. Now the two groups of people are concentrated in one block and are fighting fiercely. The scene is comparable to a battle.

Hardy said in his heart that it was estimated that both sides had already had pimples in their hearts, and they didn't trust each other before, but now there is a little trouble.

Tell Bill he can act.

Good boss.

Hanging up the phone, Hardy went back to the room, Isa was lying on the bed, curves like waves, Hardy lifted the quilt and hugged her from behind, and slowly squeezed in.

sleep.