Anti-hero of a certain comic

"This this"

Martin Summers finally came to his senses. The face of the thick man with a short beard turned red, and he seemed to be unable to get off the stage. His original fierce aura gradually disappeared.

Qingqing's previous attempt to show off his strength was just a farce like a clown.

Damn Anthony, he never mentioned this.

The Star City shipping tycoon cursed fiercely in his heart.

In fact, Martin Summers' ridiculous ignorance is not to blame. As the oldest wealthy family in Star City, the White family has always maintained a humble and low-key style of doing things.

Except for the occasional charity fund-raising event or the ribbon-cutting ceremony of the city government, where members of the family can be seen active, such as financial news, newspaper headlines, etc., they rarely appear.

Residents living in Star City all know the Quinn Conglomerate, which has been developing rapidly in recent years, and the Merlin Group, which is committed to the biomedical field.

They are the economic backbone of the city, and their leaders are also big shots standing at the top of the power pyramid.

However, few people pay attention to the White family. Although the lion emblem is respected, its influence and penetration on Star City is more hidden.

The fields it involves are not securities and banks, but factories, ports and terminals, shipping freighters, urban construction, pipeline transportation, etc.

This towering tree rooted at the bottom of the city and growing vigorously does not focus on forging ahead in the capital market, or it rarely participates in financial games.

From the first generation of the White family, they have been committed to pioneering industrial industries, ever since their ancestors bought the first sawmill and mined the first gold mine.

So it's no surprise that Martin Summers feels unfamiliar with this behemoth.

But if this shipping tycoon is willing to dig deeper and do more homework, he will find that the huge foundation controlled by the White family is enough to shock anyone.

"Mr. Summers, I hope you can understand that the reason why I came to see you tonight is not because I have any expectations for your so-called cooperation. The White family will not cooperate with gangsters, just like you will not cooperate with a street gangster." It’s like talking about business.”

Leo was leaning on a cane, and the chandelier on the ceiling of the warehouse cast light, making his figure even taller and taller.

"In fact, I think you owe the White family an apology, which is the real reason I was willing to ride out here late at night."

Martin Summers had worry in his eyes, and then felt a surge of irritation.

Leo's direct words were more like silent humiliation, like a loud slap on his face.

Since becoming rich and establishing himself as a shipping tycoon, Summers has been able to gain more or less respect and respect no matter where he finds himself.

This is the first time that I have been ridiculed and attacked so mercilessly.

He wanted to beat the young man in front of him severely, put him in a sack, pour him into a cement pillar and throw him into the bottom of the river.

But the reality is that Martin Summers can only endure it silently, and even put on a flattering smile, pretending not to hear anything.

Shipping tycoon, gang leader

In the final analysis, he is just a minor character who is not popular.

"My previous contact with Mr. Anthony White was really out of my mind. I swear in the name of God, and on the lives of my family, I promise you that I never suggested that Anthony White do such a terrible act."

Martin Summers' attitude was courteous, and it was obvious that Leo was not like his uncle who could be easily deceived by a few words.

The original search for Anthony White was just a lucky gamble.

If that stupid guy can really take control of the White family, he will hug this thigh and seek more benefits.

If it fails, just pretend nothing happened.

It's a pity that Leo White, the young leader of the family, doesn't seem to want to pass it off lightly.

"Yes, you have seen the situation clearly, you are not a third-rate gangster who only knows how to fight and kill."

Leo nodded approvingly.

He had been mentally prepared that Martin Summers would become angry later, and then lose his mind and resort to low-level tactics of threatening force.

But now it seems that the Star City shipping tycoon is not as stupid as he thought.

At least he knew very well that the set of threats and intimidations that were very effective against ordinary people would only look ridiculous in his own eyes.

The two sides are not on equal footing, and violence is always the most brainless way to resolve everything.

A gang leader cannot bear the anger and revenge of the White family.

"In fact, I know that my uncle has more frequent private dealings with the Triads than his contact with you, so I believe you. Let's talk about business next."

Leo rested his hands on his cane, and by now he had completely taken control of the conversation.

Martin Summers, who was usually a manipulative and arrogant person, seemed to be a different person, becoming submissive.

Leo couldn't help but

The corners of his mouth turned upward, seeming quite satisfied.

He was the first to reveal the underlying strength of the White family, and then used the assassination incident as an excuse to launch an army to punish the perpetrators. He picked it up high and then put it down gently.

After this combination of punches, Martin Summers was almost completely grasped.

The shipping tycoon in Star City must have been feeling like a roller coaster, with ups and downs.

"First of all, the White family has no interest in illegal business, but I may need some driving force."

Leo's voice paused, softened slightly, and continued: "So this is a private transaction. With all due respect, the word cooperation you mentioned before was too inappropriate."

Martin Summers's face twitched, and at this moment, in his heart, any trace of contempt for Leo due to his youth completely disappeared.

This is a young man who has just completed his studies. The words and deeds revealed by him are no different from those sophisticated capital predators.

He naturally carries the majestic aura of a superior when he speaks, rarely showing his emotions, and maintaining a peaceful attitude that neither deliberately draws in nor is arrogant and distant.

All these made Martin Summers feel heart palpitations from the bottom of his heart, making him work harder to curb his usual arrogance.

"Of course I am not qualified to cooperate with the White family. Those words I said before made you laugh."

Martin Summers smiled coquettishly, showing off his humble attitude very well.

"Mr. Summers, you don't have to be like this. You are a well-known figure in Star City after all."

Leo didn't care whether there were other ambitions or purposes hidden under Martin Summers' humble attitude.

He walked around a few times and said softly: "As far as I know, the gangs in Star City are roughly divided into two groups. One is the Triads as outsiders, with a large number of people engaged in illegal smuggling and human trafficking; the other is the local gangs. The Mafia and sporadic gangs, the former headed by Frank Potinard, have tended to legalize their business in recent years, choosing more construction contracting and port trade, while the latter are small-time gangs, mainly collecting protection fees and Acting as a thug or something.”

"As for you, you are temporarily in between the two. You have a legal industry but lack a protective umbrella. The local mafia is unwilling to accept you, and it is difficult for you to get in touch with those powerful people."

Leo's eyes swept over, and his tone was calm and calm. Judging from his relaxed expression, it didn't seem like he was talking about the frightening gangsters, but he was accidentally talking about interesting anecdotes on campus.

Martin Summers had a smile on his face, but his mood was complicated.

The young leader of the White family seems to have come prepared, or the purpose is not simple.

Leo's understanding of the Star City gang was beyond Summers' imagination.

Without looking at the large number of files collected by the police department, it would be difficult to make the precise summary above.

"What do you want me to do, Mr. White?"

Martin Summers asked with a sigh.

He no longer tried to figure out Leo's thoughts, and then tried to add more bargaining chips to himself.

From the beginning, this conversation was unequal.

Apart from agreeing to all the other party's requests, Martin Summers believed that he could do nothing. He even gradually lost the qualifications and courage to refuse.

"As you know, the White family has maintained a low-key style since the first generation, but I think it may be able to change a little."

Leo raised his hand and put it on Martin Summers' shoulder, with a smile on his slightly raised lips.

"I hope I can create more complete rules for this city, starting with the gangs as the first step."

A trembling feeling surged from the bottom of his heart, and Martin Summers' whole body seemed to be surging with electricity, and his hanging arms trembled slightly involuntarily.

He looked up at Leo. The young helmsman's eyes were calm and showed no emotion at all.

"I'll introduce you to a few friends of the White family who will give you more status in the city, like Frank Potinar, who is the leader of the local mafia."

Leo's words were like a shot in the arm, stimulating Martin Summers's eyes were slightly red.

Frank Potinard

This gangster in Star City, after taking off his violent and criminal cloak, is now a real estate tycoon who can attend the city hall dinner.

The construction company under my control has even taken over 50.00% of the development projects for the renovation of the old district of Star City.

"Then what do I have to pay?"

Martin Summers' voice trembled, and he didn't realize at all that he was completely brought into the rhythm by Leo.

"Neither loyalty nor wealth."

Taking advantage of his height advantage, the young helmsman looked at the opponent with a slight look down on him, and whispered: "I need a vanguard army to ensure that Star City is reshuffled in a moderate way."

"It takes a month to drive the Triads out of Star City. Someone has to pay some price for my father's death, right? Uncle Anthony has repaid his mistakes, and the Triads are no exception."