The Wrangler walked away.

The people in the car did not show even the slightest panic because they had just killed someone.

The bloody cab of the Lincoln RV was intimidating to passers-by, and in the back seat space more than eight meters long, the two blondes were paralyzed with fright, and their faces were colorless.

Cole's shoulder blades were pierced by bullets, and his blood-stained sumptuous mink coat was scary to look at, but the injuries were very light, and Cole knew why the killer was merciful.

Cole, who seems to have no heart and lungs for more than ten years, is tormented by the sense of crisis day by day, and his scheming city is much deeper than ordinary people, as a smart person, of course he thought of this interception and killing drama, it must have been concocted by the mysterious young man he met just now.

The two bodyguards who follow him all the time are actually old Gotti who inserts eyeliner around him and regularly reports his situation to old Gotti.

Today these two people do not die.

The details of his meeting at the bar will be known to old Gaudí.

Sitting in the car, he began to think about how to deal with the two bodyguards, but the mysterious oriental young man helped him, and the killer shot and injured him, just to avoid old Gaudi's suspicions, the two bodyguards died so miserably, if he was good, he really couldn't say it.

Cole couldn't help but frown when he thought of this.

The mysterious guy who seems to be much younger than him, the depth of the city makes him feel cold in his heart.

When the killer left, he threw him a mobile phone, the mobile phone call record, there was only one dialed number, he understood, dialed this number again, the phone was connected, and he heard the mysterious young man's voice "Think about it?" ”

"Yes, I can work with you." Cole didn't hesitate to say that there was no choice now.

"You've made the right choice"

Cole listened to the other party's words, and his heart was full of thoughts, not knowing what this cooperation would mean for his future, so he simply didn't think about it, and the next thing to talk about later, the top priority was to save his life.

The police, the Gambino family, rushed to the scene of the incident, after the police investigated the scene, the murder was determined to be a gangster vendetta, that night the old Gotti learned of the incident, only regretted that the killer did not kill Cole, after all, there are too many enemies of the Gambino family, and the assassination of family members occurs every year.

On the third day of Cole's assassination, he actually held a party in the manor.

Old Gothie secretly restrained Cole everywhere, and was very amiable on the surface, and did not stop Cole from messing around in the family manor.

In fact, the Gambino family's estate was far from forbidden, and the godfathers liked to entertain outsiders and hold lavish receptions here.

Cole's party did not cause Old Gaudty to be overly vigilant, only sent a few people to stare secretly, and the people who watched reported that the people who participated in the party were all fashionable men and women, and Old Gaudty was completely relieved, thinking that he could let Coral live for a few more years.

At night, in front of the fireplace in the huge study, old Gotti sat in a rocking chair as usual, tasting the red wine of a good vintage, which was extremely leisurely.

At this time, old Gotti was immersed in the remembrance of the past, and occasionally thought of his cousin who had been killed by him, but he did not feel any guilt.

He felt that he was doing better than his cousin.

Someone like him is fit to be at the helm of an entire family.

In order to continue the glory of the family, why do some despicable and dirty things?

Now the dying old Gotti has only two wishes left unfulfilled, one is to die comfortably in bed, breaking the curse that the godfather cannot die well, and the other is that the eldest son can take over smoothly, and he tastes red wine at the moment, silently praying that God can always favor him.

Disheveled!

The door to the study was slammed open.

A man in black who had been shot twice fell on the expensive carpet, looked at the old Gaudi with a stiff expression, and said with difficulty: "Godfather Cole Cole has brought someone to kill him." ”

The man barely finished saying this, and he whimpered for his life.

Cole brought someone to kill him? Old Gotti couldn't believe that that little beast could have a few people and a few guns, dare to tear his face with him, and kill himself!

"Bill, you go out and have a look." As soon as Old Gotti finished speaking, a cold young man came out of the dark corner of the study, handsome and charming, like those vampire demons portrayed by vampire movies.

The young man named Bill nodded yes, just about to leave.

Old Gotti waved his hand, Bill was the last guarantee of his life, and could not be used easily, at this time, the bodyguards in the main house of the manor noticed something was wrong, and rushed to the study, gathering more than 30 people inside and out, as if facing a great enemy, Old Gotti was relieved, and made two phone calls, and ordered his henchmen to bring someone to tie Cole to him.

Tie Cole.

It used to work, but now I'm afraid not.

The Gambino family estate is large, scattered with four or five buildings, the main house where the godfathers lived is located in the center of the estate, and the Gothic-style four-story spired villa is eye-catching.

More than 30 men attending the party were crowding Cole from a small villa to the main house, not to see that these people were not strong or strong, but their marksmanship was fierce and sharp, killing people, clean and neat, invincible.

At the same time, dozens of black shadows sneaked into the manor and quickly approached the central villa, and the bodyguards and fierce dogs patrolling the manor were shot and killed by these people one by one, all of them were killed by one shot.

The gunfire was slight.

Because their guns are fully equipped with mufflers.

Dozens of people scattered, tacitly covering each other, moving quickly, killing people indifferently, showing the ferocity that only special forces or special forces have.

They were once indeed military men.

And they serve in the world's most elite special forces, and they are all strong men who have walked through the smoke of war.

Today, they are not fighting for a certain government or political party, but for the "Arctic Fox", their cold eyes occasionally fall on the domineering figure rushing to the front, always showing a touch of heat, revealing a sincere reverence from the bottom of their hearts, he is the god they look up to, is the soul of the Arctic Fox.

Jody.

It's the one who rushes to the front.

Tonight, this guy is going to change the history of the Gambino family with his own hands.

The people who surrounded Cole and the people led by Yang Chen finally converged and entered the central villa.

In the study on the third floor, old Gotti still seemed to be leisurely tasting red wine, but in fact he was in a state of confusion, because he had just dialed the phone to the outside world again, whether it was a fixed line or a mobile phone, all of them could not be called, the telephone line was cut off, not to mention, and the people who supported Cole also used mobile phone signal blocking technology.

Obviously come prepared!

Old Gauti's hated teeth itched, and in order to show his magnanimity in front of his family members, he always kept Cole alive, which was self-defeating after all.

"Ahh

Suddenly there was a terrible scream in the corridor outside the study.

The thoughtful old Gottie was shocked, and the crystal goblet slipped from his hand, wondering if he had to be like the previous godfathers of the family, and he couldn't die well.

More than a dozen bodyguards in the study surrounded old Gottie, probably too nervous, and most of them held the guns with their hands exposed, trembling slightly.

A fight of life and death.

Who can not be nervous.

The young man named Bill alone stood in front of Old Gotti with an expressionless face, and he had the momentum of being a man and a man, and he was full of fighting spirit.