America's Big Hero

"The background of gangsters is very deep." Armstrong said holding a stack of documents.

"Wow, it's so deep, deeper than me!" Sean tsk-tsk.

Armstrong burst out laughing.

Real estate companies need building materials and transportation, which are good hidden objects for smuggling and drug delivery.

Property management and real estate development are also convenient for laundering money and bribery. The entire company can actually be said to be the tip of the pyramid of criminal groups.

……

"In this world, the most difficult thing to deal with is actually the clean people. It's hard for you to do anything about them." In the car, Sean was going to meet this Cyril George today.

"And this kind of criminals are actually easy to handle."

"Heh, are you talking about yourself?" In the car, Lorraine stabbed Sean.

Sean laughed and played with Lorraine's little hand, "You're wrong, I'm a serious businessman."

"I don't see where you are serious!"

"I don't spread poison, isn't it serious enough if I don't spread poison?"

Lorraine rolled his eyes, "It's because they have pulled the lower limit of decent people too low!"

As soon as the convoy drove to the gate of the villa on the outskirts of Los Angeles, two black suits turned out and looked over vigilantly.

The first time I said something into the headset, but I didn't come up to ask questions.

The main reason is that the motorcade is too luxurious, and just looking at it makes people know that it is not easy to mess with.

Sean's unique Lincoln, as long as he is not blind, he can tell just how high the bulletproof rating of this car is by looking at the thick and unusual glass.

A large number of people came down from the cars before and after, and one of them walked to the door of the villa and said directly: "Open the door, our boss wants to see Cyril George."

The black suit frowned and asked, "Who is your boss?"

The other party didn't reply, but just stretched out his hand and lifted the skirt to reveal the umbrella logo inside.

Who in Los Angeles doesn't recognize the umbrella logo now?

Cyril George received the news immediately and was shocked.

Why did he come to look for him suddenly?

Before he had time to think about it, he immediately ordered someone to open the door, and he quickly changed into a formal attire and rushed towards the door to greet him.

As soon as he walked out of the gate of the villa, he saw Xiao En walking in with a few people.

"Mr. Sean!" Cyril George laughed and greeted him enthusiastically.

He was no Bertram Baine.

One was from a businessman, the other was from a mafia, and the two sides had completely different perceptions of Sean.

One focuses on Sean's identity as a businessman, and the other focuses on Sean's identity as the world's largest private military organization. The concerns of the two parties are completely different.

Reaching out and shaking casually, Cyril George quickly let people into the room.

After entering the villa, Sean looked left and right. The decoration style was classical and old-fashioned.

After serving the coffee, Sean didn't even bother to exchange pleasantries, and said directly: "I've taken a fancy to the place you're looking at in the reconstruction of Los Angeles, and I'm very sincere."

Yes, when I came to the door, it was a sign of sincerity.

"Ah!" Cyril George was stunned by the words. This... straight to the point, he felt a little uncomfortable, but he didn't know what to say for a while.

It is absolutely impossible to directly refuse.

"Mr. Sean has also taken a fancy to this place, hahaha, this shows that we have a good vision. We can get Mr. Sean's approval. What kind of real estate project is Mr. Sean planning to see? I think we can cooperate." Siri said El George with a smile.

"I'm going to build a gymnasium here. It's okay to cooperate or something. Your place is not clean." Sean directly vetoed it.

The corner of Cyril George's mouth twitched, and he was completely numb.

By saying this, you are not expressing your sincerity, you are here to slap your face!

Damn, your umbrella is awesome, but you can't just give it no face.

Irish gangs have been entrenched in Los Angeles for more than 200 years, and it is not too much to say that they are deeply rooted.

Although the scope of business has shrunk significantly due to the rise of Hispanics and blacks, but in terms of strength, the Irish gangs are not bad.

Just low key.

As we all know, the two major American mafia, the Irish mafia, and the Italian mafia.

Other criminal organizations can only be called gangsters.

Angry to angry, Cyril George still didn't shake his face like Bertram, but forced a smile and said: "I can't decide this matter alone, and I need to discuss it with many people. .”

"The time is too short, Mr. Sean, look, how about I answer you later?"

Sean looked at his watch, "Okay, I'll wait for you for 24 hours!"

After finishing speaking, regardless of whether Cyril George agreed or disagreed, he turned around and left.

Seeing Xiao En's convoy pass by the gate of the villa, Cyril George's face turned cold a little bit.

A young man walked up behind Cyril and said annoyedly, "Damn it, just kill him!"

Cyril turned back and gave the young man a sideways look, "If you can do it, I don't care."

"Uh..." The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, he was just not convinced, and he was just congratulating himself.

It's not like he didn't miss Sean's car, it's the same as the fucking US president's car.

This guy doesn't look like Kennedy, he doesn't wear a helmet when he makes a convertible...

"Don't fart if you don't have that ability!" Cyril turned and walked into the house, leaving only one sentence.

"Then what should we do? If someone really came to say something, let's offer up the land obediently immediately." Seven young people were dissatisfied and eight said indignantly.

Cyril waved his hand and said nothing.

That night, the Irish Mafia in Los Angeles held a high-level meeting.

"Let's talk about it."

"Is there anything to say? I know what everyone is thinking. We all feel that we cannot defeat the force of the umbrella!" A man with a back comb and a drooping mouth said in a cold voice: "But, let it go now, then What about the back?"

"Yes, it's not impossible for us to change to another area for development, the impact is not that big."

"But the question is who can guarantee that this is not Xiao En's temptation?"

"Yeah!" Someone echoed at this point: "The four major gangs on 18th Street released rumors that Jonas found them. The Jonas family is going to enter Los Angeles and even the entire California. This should not be a fake news. "

"Los Angeles is so big. The southern part is controlled by Latin Americans and blacks. Hollywood has Italians and Jews. We Irish only have the northern part. Now that Jonas wants to enter Los Angeles, who will give up the territory?" Another expressed support .

Everyone talked in a hurry, but everyone's focus was not on that land at all.

Once the land is in their hands, they will not spend too much money to develop it. The main business of the Irish Mafia is not real estate.

What they were afraid of was that Sean aimed at their Irish gangsters and dealt with them like he dealt with the Dimio Group back then.

"Then if there is a war, how to solve it?" Cyril asked the question.

Dabei snorted and said, "What are you afraid of? The protective umbrella is powerful. It is a warship and missiles, but he can't launch missiles towards Los Angeles. What are you afraid of!"

"Even if there is a firefight, he dares to use an armed helicopter or an armored vehicle!"

"He dare not!"

"As long as you don't use these, what's so scary?"

"If you are also afraid of this, then simply, everyone pack up and leave now."

Everyone nodded one after another. It was a matter of interests and no concessions were allowed.

Now that the matter is settled, let's find out what Sean is going to do first.

……

Although both sides refused, the reaction was mixed.

Bertram Bain is waiting for Sean to step down, and the Irishman is waiting for Sean to make a move.

None of that mattered to Sean, though.

Anyway, I expressed my sincerity.

What sincerity?

Isn't it sincere enough to come to the door in person?

Afterwards, it is to brighten up the muscles.

In the end, this is the last thing to watch.

……

In a bar, the music is deafening.

On the stage, the stripper kept twisting her waist around the pole, teasing a group of LSPs below the stage.

In the corner, a group of people with messy tattoos are drinking with their arms around a woman.

An old black patted the thigh of the woman next to him, the woman stood up, the man stood up and walked out, the woman with a full skirt caught up with him and took old black's arm.

Seeing the two people walk to the bathroom corridor, not far away, two men stood up and followed. After walking a few meters, another man stood up and followed.

As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw that Old Hei was standing there, and the woman next to him stretched out his hand to help him, and Old Hei was peeing comfortably.

"Hiss..." Lao Hei shivered comfortably, and the woman who was supporting him giggled and squatted down.

The two people who followed walked up to Lao Hei, and the other person turned around and stood at the bathroom door to block the door.

He took out a handkerchief in one hand and shook it, took out a small bottle in the other hand and opened it, and poured some transparent liquid directly on the handkerchief.

The man came behind Lao Hei who was enjoying with his eyes closed, and suddenly reached out with his left hand and grabbed Lao Hei's chin and lifted it upwards vigorously, covering it with the handkerchief of his right hand.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooo" Lao Hei was dragged out and struggled vigorously.

The squatting woman suddenly realized that her mouth was empty, and raised her head blankly. Before she could close her mouth, a black and hard one went straight in.

pistol!

"boom!"

Under the woman's horrified eyes, a knife slashed fiercely on the woman's neck. The woman rolled her eyes and fell directly into the bathroom.

On the other side, the old black chin was forcibly choked, and there was no room for resistance at all. He took a deep breath, and all the liquid on the handkerchief was sucked into his lungs, and soon he stopped struggling.

(Strangling the throat is a killer move, the direction of force is not backwards, but upwards...don't try it!)

Seeing that Lao Hei was struggling more and more weakly, he let go of the hand covering his mouth and nose, and put the handkerchief back into his pocket.

With one arm each, the two lifted the drowsy black man in a semi-comatose state, opened the door of the bathroom and walked out.

At the entrance of the bar, the two gatekeepers laughed loudly as they watched Lao Hei get drunk so early and was dragged out...

Get in the car, leave, and after driving a few hundred meters, the car stops again.

A cold chain transport truck was parked by the side of the road, the door of the car was opened, and the old black was taken off and thrown in directly.

There are many big hooks hanging on the top of the cold chain car, lifting the drowsy old Hei, hanging and pulling his neck directly on the big iron hooks.

'Puff Chi'...

Old Hei hanging in mid-air seemed to wake up for a short while, and the limbs of the corpse in mid-air danced like twitching for a while, and drops of blood fell from the place where the iron hook penetrated.

The two of them didn't look at each other, got out of the car, closed the door, drove, and left.

There are still many goals tonight...

……

At the entrance of a villa, four men in gray clothes got out of the car and walked towards the courtyard wall of the villa.

When there were still more than ten meters away, one person raised his hand and threw a few things into it.

After half a minute, the four of them approached, and the flashlight in their hands emitted a light blue light. The light was so faint that they couldn't see anything a little farther away.

In the yard, two big dogs were lying on the ground, their tongues drooping on the ground, motionless.

Enter over the wall, open the gate, and close the gate after everyone enters.

Standing at the gate of the villa, one of them took out a set of tools and fiddled with it a few times, twisted slightly, and the gate slowly opened.