The door opened, and there was a large bedroom, with teak floors and thick carpets on the floor, beautiful oil paintings on the walls, large windows, and the sun shining in from the outside, sprinkled on the large copper shelf bed, which looked extremely warm, and a snow-white Persian cat lay on the windowsill, and glanced at the guests lazily.

There were three people in the bedroom, and the old man who was half lying on the bed was a little pale, but his complexion looked pretty good, and Chen Zikun recognized him at a glance as the one he saved in the vegetable market named Anthony. Pacino's olive oil importer, the old woman sitting next to the hospital bed, who was supposed to be his wife, held hands tightly together and looked like their relationship was still strong.

There was also a young man sitting in a chair by the window, with a double-barreled shotgun with a sawn barrel and butt cut off on his knees, which appeared to be a gauge 12, and who, like the men downstairs, wore only a shirt and two pistols of point 45 caliber tucked into the holster under his arm.

"My dear g, I'm glad you came to see me, please take a seat, my friend." Pacino greeted warmly.

Uncle Ji hurriedly said: "I was shocked to learn that Your Excellency was attacked, and our Fulong Gang was shocked, and today I saw that Mr. Pacino was safe and sound, and I put my heart back in my stomach." As he spoke, he took out an envelope, "A little meaning, not a tribute, but I hope to smile." ”

The young man who had brought them in took the envelope and presented it to Mr. Pacino, who nodded slightly, propped himself up, and seemed pleased.

Uncle Ji said: "Mr. Pacino, let me introduce you, this is ......"

Pacino interrupted him and said, "We already know each other, in the vegetable market, young man, my gun is still with you, when are you going to give it back to me?" ”

Uncle Ji's cold sweat broke out, I don't know what Mr. Pacino's words meant, hurry up and look at Chen Zikun, this guy actually looks calm, what a boy who doesn't know the height of the sky, if he knows that he is facing the old man of the Pacino family, the most famous gangster in New York, he will definitely not be so calm.

Mr. Pacino propped himself up and said to his wife, "Help me up." ”

Thinking that his authority in the family was extremely high, although the lady was not happy, she still obediently helped her husband in pajamas up from the bed, and Pacino opened his arms to Chen Zikun: "Dear friend, you have won the respect of old Anthony with your heroic deeds, and from today onwards, you are a friend of the Pacino family." ”

Chen Zikun smiled slightly, stepped forward to hug the old man, and looked at Uncle Ji dumbfounded, he finally understood, and Mr. Pacino asked to see Chen Zikun by name, not because he was curious about this young man from China, but because he had already had a relationship, if he guessed correctly, maybe Chen Zikun was still kind to him.

Pacino's injuries were not good, he couldn't stand for a long time, sat down in the wheelchair pushed by the bodyguard, and said with a smile: "Don't leave at noon, I'll invite you to dinner." ”

Uncle Ji was flattered, the Fulong Gang was just a small gang in Chinatown, doing some things like stealing chickens and touching dogs, and it was not on the same level as the New York mafia family, and it was a blessing to be able to sit at a table and eat today.

Although he is a murderous mafia, the old man of the Pacino family is kind like an old man next door, and his wife is like a nagging housewife, and lunch is cooked by the old lady and her daughter-in-law, with macaroni and tomato sauce poured over bolognese and ketchup, chunks of freshly baked bread with cheese, milk, fruit, pizza, and of course, delicious French wine.

The bodyguards sat on the long table in the living room eating, their guns resting beside them, they snorted and gobbled up, and the sound of smacking lips reached the dining room, and the old man Pacino raised his eyebrows and said: "Add some bread to the children, listen to the sound, they are like a pack of hungry pigs." ”

Chen Zikun and Uncle Ji were arranged to eat with the Pacino family in the restaurant, the children were drilling under the table, and the white cat was walking around the table, like a member of the family, Uncle Ji is an old tradition, and he is not used to women on the table, let alone cats on the table, but this is not Chinatown after all, so he had to pretend not to see it, Chen Zikun thought the family was quite interesting, and he talked and laughed with them at all.

Old man Pacino bluntly told them that the assassin was the Piero family entrenched in Brooklyn, although they are both Italian mafia, but the two families are on the same page, and have been fighting openly and secretly for decades, but this time the killers they hired were two stupid laymen, and two bullets missed the point

"It's a good thing you saved me, otherwise I would have received two more bullets in the head, no matter how strong old Anthony is, God can't save the poor worm who was shot in the head." The old man Pacino spoke eloquently and mentioned the dispute between the two families, who were fighting for the right to sell moonshine in New York. Pacino was shot in the head during the family war, leaving behind two underage children, and the Piero family did not reap the benefits, and the younger son of the elder Piero was killed in a car on a dark night, with twenty bullets in his body.

"To be honest, your skills are really good, are you interested in working for us?" The second son Mario, who has not spoken. Pacino suddenly said to Chen Zikun, he was the young man who took Uncle Ji and Chen Zikun upstairs, and after the old man was injured, it seemed that he was the spokesperson of the family.

Chen Zikun said: "I'm sorry, I have a mission and can't be separated. ”

Mario suddenly got angry: "I can give you money, a lot of money, three hundred dollars a month, is it enough?" Anyway, if you blind the people of the Piero family, they will also settle accounts with you, join us and you will be protected. ”

"Shut up!" Old man Pacino grabbed a piece of bread and threw it over.

Mario immediately shut up.

"Dear Chen, please forgive Mario's frankness, we do need a good gunslinger like you, but it is not the tradition of the Pacino family to be strong, I have heard a few things about you, as if you need the help of someone of your level?"

Chen Zikun faintly ignited a spark of hope in his heart, looking at the appearance of the old man Pacino, it seemed that he was sure of victory, and the use of a senator was a trivial matter for him, so he told the ins and outs of the matter, and did not hide that he was not an American.

Pacino pondered for a moment and said, "G, is the birth paper you provided real?" ”

Uncle Ji hurriedly said: "It was a friend from Zhigongtang who helped to make it, it is absolutely true, but it can only be used once, and it has to be sent back." ”

Pacino said, "You ask them how much it costs, and I'll buy it." ”

Uncle Ji said: "I will do my best. ”

Pacino turned to Chen Zikun again and said, "Friend, leave this matter to me, so that you can walk into the door of West Point when the new semester comes, of course, if you can pass the exam." ”

Chen Zikun was overjoyed: "Thank you, old man." ”

After the meal, the old man Pacino presented Chen Zikun with gifts, two stainless steel forged Browning M1911 point 45 automatic pistols in a beautiful mahogany box, the bottom is black velvet, exquisite workmanship, and the shape is powerful, Chen Zikun was immediately fascinated.

"That's the weapon a real man should have, and if you encounter an enemy again, you can use your four or five pistols to knock him down instead of an apple." Old man Pacino said.

Chen Zikun smiled happily, took the box and took out the pistol, pulled the bolt with a bang, felt the strength and stroke of the spring, trigger, and hammer, and his skillful movements made old Pacino's eyes flash, and asked: "Chen, it seems that you are an expert in using guns." ”

"This thing is called a big-eyed masturbator, and we also have it in China, but the price is expensive, and the bullets are not easy to match, so it is rare to see it in the world, I really like this gun, the bullet is big enough and fierce, and one shot can put people down." Chen Zikun said, playing with a pistol.

Mario became excited: "We have a shooting range here, do you want to try the gun?" ”

Chen Zikun naturally agreed.

The so-called shooting range is a private beach by the sea, because the sea is windy, the old Pacino did not follow, Mario accompanied Chen Zikun here with a few bodyguards, and placed a few empty wine bottles and tomatoes in the distance as targets.

Chen Zikun held the gun in his hand, and he didn't look at it, it seemed that he was casually raising the gun and shooting, the bottle shattered with a bang, and the tomatoes exploded into a red mist.

"Chen, what did you do before, can you tell me?" Mario asked impatiently.

"I've been a robber, I've been an assassin, I've been a soldier." Chan answered him like this, and then left Mario with a shocked face and went back.

……

With the support of the Pacino family, all problems are no longer a problem, Chen Zikun left happily with gifts, and Uncle Ji's attitude towards him on the road has changed one hundred and eighty degrees, originally thought that it was a fat sheep from Tangshan, and he could be slaughtered fiercely, but who knew that it was a dragon crossing the river, and of course Uncle Ji such a smart person knew what to do.

"Mr. Chen, since you and Mr. Pacino have such a relationship, it would not be kind for me to collect your money again, so let's give it to you with American status, but this birth certificate cannot be given to you, because it was borrowed from a friend, please understand."

Chen Zikun said: "Business is business, business is business, business is business, how can you support your brothers if you don't collect money, it's a big deal if you give me a discount." ”

Uncle Ji thought for a while and said, "Okay, I'll charge you a dollar, and it's not a broken rule." ”

Chen Zikun took out a silver coin and handed it over, Uncle Ji accepted it, and his old face smiled into a chrysanthemum: "Mr. Chen, you will have to take more care of our Fulong Gang in the future." ”

"Well said, well said." Chen Zikun is full of spring breeze.