Fang Qiang put down the Mosin Nagan rifle, tightened the gun inside his coat, and then pulled down his hat casually. Bowed his head and walked away.

Leave a bunch of Americans screaming and looking for the killer.

The buzz of the Americans is really big. Soon seduced Jensen and his gang. Jensen didn't know that the guy he was dealing with had already been shot in seconds. He simply saw that the group of enemies had gathered together with guns.

What else is there to think about this? Slapp. Anyway, Jensen also received some tactical training from special forces in China. It's not okay to fight the army, it's still easy to fight these gangsters.

There are more than 100 thugs in this group of little guys in name, but the only truly reliable elite is these dozen or so people present, as long as they are defeated. The turf here Jensen can be taken over.

Jensen roared, and the ruffians he brought with him pulled their spears out of their coats and started a "bang" fight. Jensen took advantage of the sneak attack, and the gang happened to be the boss dead, when he was in a panic, how could he resist the attack of more than twenty ghosts who had received a burst of special training?

In less than ten minutes, the last gangster boy fell.

Jensen beckoned to the back. With an excited face, Edxin jumped out with three people and came to the scene of death. He shook his head, and each of them pulled out a knife and stabbed each corpse in the neck. Suddenly, a thin little man inside the corpse suddenly got up and knelt down.

"Don't kill me. I know where the boss's money goes? The little man fell to his knees and cried.

Oh? The gun that Edxin had originally raised was also put down.

The big guys walked out together. Jensen said proudly, "Edxin, you take someone to occupy the bar." Jones, you're in charge of disposing of these bodies. ”

Half an hour later, Jensen walked into the bar in a big way, and he happily inspected the first piece of territory that belonged to him. The bar is not large, after all, it is a slum. However, there are worthless wooden buildings all around, and it doesn't cost much to buy them. If this land is expanded and turned into a nightclub, it will be a lot of money. However, Jensen still did not dare to betray Hu Xiaoyan, because he examined Tommy's body, and the bullet hole in Tommy's head was constantly reminding him if he dared to betray. Tommy's today is his Jensen's tomorrow.

"Edxin, you go and take out Tommy's little vault. And tomorrow, remember to find an opportunity to move all the arms in the warehouse. Sooner or later, something will happen if you put it in the warehouse. Jensen thought for a moment and said, "Jones, you go and appease our employees." This bar is still going to open. I don't want guys to be waiters. ”

Sitting on a chair in the office, Jensen commanded the commander, quite the style of a ** boss.

Edxin and Jones agreed to come down.

"So what's next?" Jensen recalled the proposal he had seen.

Half an hour passed. Jones came back to report.

"Each person was given twenty dollars to settle in, and none of the five waiters wanted to leave."

Nonsense, it's good to have a job in the slums, and you still want to pick and choose? As for who is the boss of this land, he has a hairy relationship with these waiters. The boss can be changed, but the waiter can't. Not to mention the twenty dollars to be taken.

"Good." Jensen thought for a moment and said, "In order to make a name for ourselves, we have to kill one more person." ”

"Vic!" Jones replied.

Vic is Tommy's old nemesis, and he has a group of white men under him. These whites were all laid-off workers, and they hadn't found a buddy yet, so they gathered together to collect protection money, and had fought Tommy twice before. To take full control of this slum, Vic must be killed.

"Vic's men are smaller than Tommy's, about a dozen. But several of these people have been soldiers, and they are not very easy to fight! Jones honestly reciprocated.

"It's okay, you can take someone to collect Tommy's bunch of wretched people now. Let them come here and assemble. What we have is money. I'm not afraid that these people won't mess with us. Jensen said ambitiously.

Jones agreed.

An hour later, a siren sounded. Jensen looked at the clock in confusion. What's going on? How could the police come? For the things that just caught fire? But it's been two hours, hasn't it?

Because of the shootout, all the customers at the bar were scared away today, so naturally it was not open. Only twenty of Jensen's men were happy in the bar.

"Boss Jensen, the police are here. What to do? The little brother slammed open the door in a panic.

"Won't you knock?" Jensen asked through gritted teeth.

"But boss, the police are here." The little brother is about to cry, he is nothing more than a thief in the slums of London, England.

"I'll go down and have a look." Jensen suddenly became excited, and it was still the monkey who was the king in the monkey group. It's really boring. He was a little envious of Hans's life.

"What are you guys doing here? What happened when there was a gunshot? A bearded policeman asked domineeringly, smoking a cigar. There were four cops in total, and the other three were nervously touching their guns.

"Officer, what's the gunshot? I'm in a regular bar here. Not even a gun. Jensen innocently stretched out his hands and pulled back his coat, showing his waist. There are no short guns there.

"Guys, did you hear the gunshots?"

"No! Police officer. We have been happy here. The younger brothers spoke in unison.

"Really?" The bearded officer frowned.

"You're the manager? Wasn't this Tommy's place before? ”

Jensen walked up to the officer: "What is the officer's last name?" ”

The bearded man frowned and spat out a firework: "Please call me Sheriff Johnson." ”

"Okay, Sheriff Johnson. Tommy worships God, and today he suddenly sold me the bar and went home to become a priest. May the Lord bless him. Amen. Jensen made a cross in front of him.

Sheriff Johnson was furious, but before he could exert his might. Jensen grabbed his hand.

Sheriff Johnson's anger faded away, and he looked at the hand he was holding. Then he looked at Jensen: "Well, that's right." What is your name? ”

Jensen smiled, "My name is Jensen." is the new owner of this bar. ”

"Okay, Jensen, I'm covering this piece, don't bother with it, you know?" Johnson pulled the palm back into his pocket. Hold the cigar in your other hand.

"Of course, I'm in a legitimate business." Jensen laughed.

"I hope so." Johnson nodded, beckoned the three men to go out and get into the police car, and whistled away.

Damn bastard. Jensen cursed. I knew that the police in Los Angeles were black, but I didn't expect it to be so black. He initially gave a hundred-dollar card, but Johnson pushed it back. No way, Jensen added another three hundred dollars. Johnson is under his command. There were four of them each for a hundred dollars. You must know that the average worker's salary is only $150 a month. A lot of people earn less than $100 a month.

"Whatever you see, go back and rest." Jensen looked at his bastard in exasperation.

It was another hour before Jones returned. He was carrying a leather suitcase in his hand.

Jensen opened it and found that it was only more than $20,000.

"What a poor ghost!"

"Boss, Tommy is just the boss of the slums, and most of this money is the income from the bar, and the rest is the income from human trafficking. I've asked about drugs, but there aren't many in the United States. Jones smiled wryly.

In Europe, drugs are blatantly sold by Bayer as a panacea. Currently number three (note, there is no title for number one and number two.) The production process is recorded in the British Pharmacopoeia.

Hu Xiaoyan spent money in the UK to buy the production process of No. 3, as well as the planting method and treatment methods of Yapian, etc., and he also bought it and handed it over to Jensen.

Number 3 is still unabstainable even in the 21st century. In other words, as long as you smoke a certain amount, you will become an addict, an addict for life. It's almost impossible to quit. This thing is the best gift Hu Xiaoyan has prepared for the United States.

"It seems that we are going to take a big step. Otherwise, the other person will not be happy. Jensen smiled wryly.

"Jones, you go and call Edxin over. We're going to do it again tonight, and we're going to take out that Vic guy. Otherwise, tomorrow, that Johnson Sheriff will probably get us in trouble. For the time being, we can't afford to mess with those slivers. ”

Jones agreed.

After Edxin came over, the three of them exchanged and assigned tasks. Vic's group didn't all live together, and none of them could be spared, otherwise they would cause trouble for Jensen in the future.

"Jones, you don't have to go. Take a break. Remember to buy both nearby buildings early tomorrow morning. We're going to expand the bar. ”

"What to buy? We're gangsters! Edxin said unconvinced.

"We are outsiders! Keep your hands and feet clean, or that Johnson will really deal with us. Are we really going to fight the police? Jensen glared at him.

"Edxin, we have too few people. Wait until one day there are hundreds of people, see if that Johnson dares to fight us. Jones smirked.

Idexin reluctantly went out to organize people.

Fortunately, with Jones's brain, he had long expected that those big gangs were not something that their small group of more than 20 people could handle, so he spent money to buy the information of the weakest small gangs. Vic's profile is also among them.

That night, Vic was unwittingly killed by Edxin. None of the dozen or so men under Vic escaped.

The next day, Jones took a few big men to buy a house. He was willing to spend money, and the owner of the house, although reluctant, had to sell the house. There's no way, people are gangsters, and it's already very face-saving if they are willing to give enough money. If he doesn't sell it, I believe he will be shot by Jones's gang tonight.

After the house was done, Jensen immediately asked Jones to hire a construction team to rebuild the bar, and also made some adjustments to the environment of the entire slum. First of all, the act of open defecation was forbidden, so he built toilets. (Jensen is here to build a nightclub, who likes to come to a smelly place to consume)

Second, Jensen gave the local residents two dollars each, and asked them to clean the entire slum and sprinkle it with lime. Jensen, who had been taught by Chinese medicine practitioners at the Anhui College of Traditional Chinese Medicine, knew that if hygiene was not good, it would be easy to cause the plague. This matter can be big or small, but Jensen dare not slack off, he is here to make money, not to die.

With the money, soon the "Heaven and Earth" was established. Inside, there are not only bars, high-class hospitality, but also underground casinos, as well as high-end casinos. The new cigar with No. 3 was also launched. In order to make a name for himself, Jensen deliberately bought more than 20 exotic beauties through Tommy's way, including Russian, French, Japanese and African black pearls, which can meet the various needs of the American people.

Of course, the propaganda work could not be stopped, and Jensen spent a lot of money to advertise all the newspapers in Los Angeles. Introducing membership services. Only premium members can go to the private room upstairs to enjoy the beauty of the world and the premium casino services. Ordinary members, you can only play in the basement, it is a place for lower-class people to go, even if it is noisy, it will not affect others, Jensen deliberately thickened the walls.

On the first floor is a regular bar. The second floor is a high-end casino, and the third floor is a high-class hospitality business. On the fourth floor, there are superior rooms and a tea restaurant. 24 hours a day to serve you.