Empire State Building, New York.

After a long, high-pitched scream, only a heavy gasp remained in the richly decorated room.

After getting out of bed and draping a bath towel, Li Zitao poured a glass of juice for Juliana and prepared a glass of whiskey with ice.

"Are you really going to remodel Hell's Kitchen?" said Juliana as she took a sip of juice after calming her breath.

"Well, the price of land in Manhattan won't fall, so why not do it?" Li Zitao asked jokingly.

"It's a hassle there, do you know where the contraband shipped to New York from somewhere else ends up?"

Juliana handed him the empty cup, wrapped her graceful figure in the quilt, and said to him with her hands folded around her knees: "This is it, Hell's Kitchen, it is a transit point for all things, opium, smuggling, weapons, people..."

Li Zitao was a little surprised to hear him say this, but she didn't expect that she would also know something about Hell's Kitchen.

"Don't worry, I'll find a few old friends to deal with it, as long as you give them enough benefits, there's nothing you can't sell. Li Zitao hugged her fragrant shoulder and smiled.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Li Zitao washed up in the bathroom, changed into a light outfit and left the apartment, he was going to see his old friend.

Nuki Thompson, the king of Atlantic City, chairman of the Mafia committee, and the most powerful man in the American mob during Prohibition.

It's just that now he looks more like a stereotyped, narrow-minded, and difficult old man next door.

His collapsed cheeks seemed to be suffering from anorexia, and the light in his eyes was even better, and it seemed that he had been doing well in the past few years.

"Charlie, it's been a long time since we've seen each other. In the café on the side of the road, Li Zitao and Nuki sat face to face, each feeling like a world away.

When they first met, Li Zitao was just a little guy who wanted to kill Scarface Capone and take the opportunity to take the position.

At that time, at least it seemed to Nuki that he was right, but he didn't expect to become a billionaire in the blink of an eye, and then went all the way to where he is today.

The representative of the American dream, the legend, the new super-rich, no one can guess how much he is worth now, but he is definitely one of the richest people in the United States.

Although Nuki also sat in the position of chairman of the mafia committee and became the godfather of the mafia in the United States, it was too far from his achievements.

Gangsters are gangsters, no matter how they are, they can't see the light, and I don't know how many detectives and police officers have investigated him over the years.

Fortunately, he also has the identity of a financial officer as a cover, and he is careful enough to appear here safe and sound.

"5 years... Or is it longer?" The two have indeed not seen each other for a long time, and solving the 'dad' is the last time they will meet, and they have rarely even contacted each other on the phone since then.

Li Zitao deliberately distanced himself from the gangsters, which was a choice he made after understanding the importance of 'rules', and it was one of the reasons why he would make Paul transform.

"Hehe, it's been a long time, so why did you come to me this time?" asked Nuki with a smirk.

"I want Hell's Kitchen, make a price!" Li Zitao said bluntly.

"That's not a good place, what do you want to do with it?" Nuki rolled her eyes, looking at him curiously.

Hell's Kitchen is home to thieves, thieves, murderers, gangsters, and all sorts of scumbags, what does he want that kind of place to do?

"That's not your concern, Nuki, I'm going to get all the land in Hell's Kitchen, drive those scum out of Queens, and tell me about your offer!"

What is the best way to deal with the gangsters, not the police, and there is no need for S.H.I.E.L.D. to make a big move, just let the mafia, which is also a gangster, take care of it.

The wicked need the wicked, and there are some dangerous people in Hell's Kitchen, but they are just lonely jackals compared to the power of the mafia.

"Oh?" Nuki was slightly angry, Li Zitao's attitude was not like asking him for help, but with a kind of command and overlook of the superior.

This makes Nuki, who is used to being the boss, very uncomfortable, but he is also aware of the gap between the two.

Not to mention connections and funding, taking the mafia and S.H.I.E.L.D. alone is like a bear child and a well-trained adult elite.

"500,000 per block. After Nuki calmed down, she picked up her coffee and put it to her lips with a smile, waiting for his reply.

500,000 US dollars per block, 25 blocks is 12.5 million US dollars, and the business of the empty glove white wolf is really profitable.

Nuki's low price in his heart is 8 million US dollars, if it is lower than this price, even if he is the godfather of the American mafia, he will not be able to explain to the other members.

The mafia family in New York City didn't follow his orders very much, and now this matter would hurt the interests of the other party, how could they agree without sufficient compensation.

"No problem. Contrary to Nuki's expectations, Li Zitao agreed.

"However, your people have to take care of all the problems, and if there is any trouble in the future, I will come back to you. Li Zitao said and put down 20 US knives on the table.

"Nuki, for the sake of the past... Retire as soon as possible and leave here to live in Switzerland or the Mediterranean, where the scenery is perfect for you and your little lover. ”

After speaking, regardless of Nuki's changing complexion, Li Zitao left the café like this, hoping that Nuki could follow his advice, and it would end up nothing good to be a godfather.

Li Zitao left the café by car, but Nuki sat in place with a changing face, thinking about his warning when he left.

As he grew older and wealthier, Nuki gradually felt powerless, and not all the people under his command listened to him, but because of the power in his hands and the prestige of these years, no one dared to challenge his majesty to his face.

But that day would come sooner or later, and Nuki himself knew it in his heart, and what worried him was, 'Did Li Zitao receive any news that was unfavorable to him?'

In the car away, Li Zitao asked Tia to dial Paul's phone and give him the follow-up questions from Hell's Kitchen.

"Don't come forward in person, let those mafia members solve any problems, try to keep a low profile, don't involve civilians. ”

Paul on the other end of the phone heard the boss's order, nodded with a smile on his face and said, "Understand, boss, don't worry, I'll take care of it." ”

Even if Li Zitao couldn't see him, Paul still maintained the respectfulness he should have, and even knelt and licked.

Li Zitao's status is getting higher and higher, and his influence in North America is increasing day by day, and the opportunities to use him are becoming less and less.

This made Paul worry about whether he would one day be completely abandoned.

Accustomed to being a casino tycoon, he doesn't want to compete with the gangsters for turf anymore and live a life of fear.

Moreover, he knew very well that he knew too many things, and once he was given up by Li Zitao, he would never leave Vegas alive.

Therefore, Paul cherished the opportunity to talk to Li Zitao, and was even more excited to tears when he heard his instructions.

Being able to get Li Zitao's instructions shows that he is still useful, and the boss still remembers him.

He no longer has to worry about being suddenly disposed of one day and become a corpse in the desert outside Vegas.

In addition, Paul is even more obedient in front of Bloody Mary (Xu Man), but strives for perfection in everything she commands.

I believe that with her care and her own ability, he can spend his old age safely in the future and enjoy the wealth accumulated over the years.