Chapter 182: New Generation Godfather

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Delaware. Dover city.
"Someone at 474 Lahaxi Street called the police. Please ask nearby police to investigate!"
"There was a gun battle at No. 696 Zhian South Street. Please ask all nearby police officers to stop immediately!"
Kansas. Topeka city.
"A hostage was taken at 357 Suda Avenue. Negotiators are requested to rush to Suda Avenue!"
"200 meters west of the suburb, a male body was found. Police officers nearby are urged to maintain order!"
...
That night, alarm calls rang throughout the United States, states and cities, not knowing how many cases had happened.
The heads of police stations in all cities are big.
Why is there more cases in one night than in one month? What the is going on?
This night, not only the United States, but also other countries.
It seems that public order has become worse overnight.
For what? What's behind all this?
Mexico. A suburban villa.
"Godfather, the six Mexican gangs have jointly invited you to lunch today!" A fierce-looking man is reporting to a white old man.
At this moment, if Henry, the president of Pumpkin Toys, is here, he will be surprised to recognize:
This fierce-looking man turned out to be the mafia leader who had sought him for debt.
Well, this white old man should be the godfather of the American mafia.
How did he come to Mexico? Is this also a stronghold for them?
"Father, you can't go to the luncheon! Their Mexican gangster made it clear that they wanted to intimidate us to cooperate!" A young man advised.
"Yeah, godfather, you can't go!"
"Godfather, if you don't return to the United States first, let me go on your behalf!"
...
After hearing the words of the crowd, the white old man shook his head and said, "Since the Colombian drug lord was weakened, no one is more powerful than the Mexican gangster. Their organization has reached 100,000 members and has powerful firepower , Everything from machine guns to anti-tank weapons ... "
"Our mafia's multiple 'cargo' transportation routes need to pass through Mexico. I can't help but go!"
The godfather's son was anxious, and even said, "Father, we have purchased 1,000 shares of Pumpkin Company, for a total of one million dollars. Now the minimum purchase price on the black market is 12,000 times."
"The sale of the pumpkin company's equity is $ 12 billion. What do we want in Mexico?"
Sounds fell, and several top Mafia officials also nodded.
With $ 12 billion, everyone can open up several new sources of supply. After all, the Mafia is not an unknown junior.
Besides, if not sold, maybe it will rise even higher in the future.
Is n’t there a lot of Mexican gangsters? What's so great, I'm rich!
Rich in this world is the boss!
The white old man was a little hesitant at this time due to the persuasion. He started thinking about Canada ...
"If $ 2 billion is thrown, can two safe routes be operated in Canada?"
"It's all right!" The godfather's son was overjoyed and said in a hurry, "And it wouldn't have been more than $ 2 billion, and throwing $ 1 billion would be enough for Canadian underground forces to break their heads and cooperate with us."
"If, I mean if ..."
Speaking of which, the godfather ’s son paused and looked around,
If we do n’t give money, but instead trade the pumpkin equity directly to the Canadian government, I think Canadian officials will keep one eye open for certain of our actions One eye. "
The words came out, the audience was shocked.
Buying the Canadian government with pumpkin equity? !!
Well, this idea is really awesome, and it seems very feasible.
Now, intelligence personnel from various countries are scrambling for pumpkin equity everywhere in the world. No matter whether it is large or small, no matter when or where, as soon as the news of selling pumpkins is thrown out, "businessmen" come to you in less than 10 minutes.
These people don't even pay the price!
Transfer on the spot, pay on the spot, and leave immediately after the transaction ...
However, if a portion of pumpkin stock is sold to Canada, it will definitely offend the US government.
This is not a good choice. After all, the US government has issued a notice a few days ago prohibiting anyone from selling pumpkin shares to foreign countries without permission.
At this moment, a brawny man with a gimmicky head yelled:
"Sell it to the U.S. government ?! It will be rich and will not offend the U.S. government!"
The sound fell, everyone looked at him with a strange look, as if looking at a fool.
"Are you crazy? Sell it to the US government and ask the US government to help us sell" goods "in the US?"
The stupid guy was scratching his head.
It seems right, no matter how stupid X's government would not be.
...
Disturbed by a and a strong man, at this time, the white old man had a choice.
His gaze moved among the crowd, and then fell on a middle-aged man.
"You personally contact people in Canada and tell them: our goods will not stay in Canada, if they want, our mafia will sell them 0.3% of pumpkin stock at market price!"
"Yes, the godfather!"
The middle-aged man bowed and then strode out of the villa.
suddenly!
"boom!"
A huge explosion sounded, and a shell fell from the sky and landed in front of the villa door.
The middle-aged man who had just stepped out of the villa was instantly torn apart, blood splattered, and bone muck and minced meat scattered everywhere.
"Mexican gangsters are coming!"
"Mexican gangsters are coming!"
...
The villa sounded an alarm, and the mafia members ran up the high wall, manipulating the machine gun and firing at the enemy.
"Da Da Da!" "Da Da Da!" ...
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" ...
Such a huge movement made all the people in the villa having a meeting startled and furious.
"Well, do the Mexican gangsters want to fight against our mafia?"
"Tank, what about Lao Tzu's tank? Drive out and kill them!"
"Yes!"
"Godfather, you leave by helicopter first, our queen!"
The white old man nodded: "It's up to you! No matter what happens, your family is supported by the mafia!"
"Thank Godfather!"
Many people in black bowed their heads to pay tribute, then took out their spears and rushed out ...
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the white old man were so dreary and terrible that an old face reached the limit.
"Mexican gangster, I remember you! Let's go!"
Under the guard of the remaining elite killers, the white old man and several senior staff hurriedly walked towards the backyard of the villa.
There are 3 gunships parked there!
The wing began to rotate ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The wind is strong, carrying everyone to the sky ...
"Launch!" "Launch!" ...
More than 10 rockets trailed the long tail flame and fired at the helicopter.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
Two helicopters were detonated, turned into fireballs, and landed on the ground.
In the third helicopter, the godfather's son stared blankly at his father's death.
"Father, don't worry, I will avenge you!"
Ten days later, Las Vegas, USA.
A 25-year-old man became the next-generation godfather of the Mafia.
…… (To be continued.)