Chapter 60: The Red Whirlwind

The red whirlwind around him quickly disappeared, and the boy seemed to be a little uncontrollable, and after the whirlwind disappeared, he turned around a few more times under the inertia, and almost didn't fall to the ground, holding on to the desk to stand firm.

Frank Amic looked at the young man in strange costume with a smile, and said in a very gentle tone: "Chris, how is the practice, can you control this power?" โ€

The young man named Chris puffed up his chest when he heard this, and said very proudly: "Of course I can control it, I can already fly, you just saw it, but I floated all the way, and it only took ten seconds to run down the stairs from the basement to more than thirty floors." โ€

Frank clapped his palms approvingly, and said with a smile on his face: "As my son, your strength is very strong, very powerful..."

"Can you beat Iron Man?"

"Of course, you're the best," Frank praised without hesitation, so that the sixteen-year-old Chris had a smug smile on his face, and turned around in place, so that Frank could see his uniform clearly, and said like a baby showing off: "Dad, you see, the red tornado in DC Comics can control the wind, and I can control the wind, so I made one for myself according to his uniform." Also, also, I named myself the Red Whirlwind, how about it? โ€

"Nice name," said Frank, standing up and walking outside with his son in his arms, "you've grown up, it's time to get in touch with our family's business, and I'll take you to meet someone, this guy is very ambitious and has always wanted to take my place." โ€

"Then why don't you kill him?" Chris's tone was very normal, as if he was talking about killing chickens and ducks.

"This is what I want to teach you today, don't feel that your subordinates are loyal, but all those who have the ability are ambitious, don't be afraid that your subordinates are ambitious, ambitious people will often do things more efficiently and better, in order to win your trust and use your resources to develop themselves, but as long as you are stronger than him, then he has to pretend to be loyal to do things for you." Frank taught his son the art of maneuvering, patted his son on the shoulder and said, "So after a while, as soon as I get angry, you will show your great strength, you don't have to kill him, just scare and scare him." He's a very capable guy, I need him to clean up Brooklyn, he's useful. โ€

"I see, Dad! By the way, I want to change the car...."

"Is Ferrari tired of driving? I'll have someone order you a Rollslath. โ€

The father and son walked to the reception room as they spoke, and Parker Robbins, who was still in the style of the urban-rural junction, was standing by the window, looking out with cold eyes, and when he heard footsteps behind him, he turned around and bowed to Frank, and said nothing else.

Frank changed the smile on his face, stared at Parker Robbins with a frosty face, sat on the sofa, and sneered at Parker Robbins: "I heard that you have found a new source, people, why don't you introduce me, I have been looking for a new source for a long time." โ€

Parker Robbins said with a normal face, "Dead, and many of my men have been killed." โ€

"Heh," Frank laughed, and said with mockery in his tone: "You have such a great ability, you can contact South American sellers privately without me, and you are hacked, why don't you take revenge yourself." It's good to eat by yourself, and when I was bullied, I remembered that I am the boss, if everyone is like you, what kind of boss would I be, and I would be a father. โ€

Chris stood beside Frank with his waist crossed very imposingly, trying his best to show his presence, but Parker Robbins didn't react to Chris's fancy dress at all, and stood there with a paralyzed face, and said in the same tone: "In the past half a month, the news broke out five gangster fights, the first time was mine, and the other four times were the boss yours,." โ€

Frank's right index finger cocked upward, and Chris, who called himself 'Red Whirlwind' on the side, received the code, and immediately raised his arms, and a red hurricane appeared out of thin air in the reception room, overwhelmingly blowing towards Parker Robbins, and instantly turning the flowers in the guest room into rods.

In this hurricane, Frank slowly stood up and said viciously: "I still want to ask you, say, is it you lit the thunder, how can outsiders know so clearly the place and time of each transaction." โ€

Parker Robbins was blown so hard that he couldn't stand on his feet, but his tone was still so calm, and he wasn't even a little surprised by the whirlwind that blew out of thin air: "It's not me, but I know who did it?" โ€

"Who?"

"Damon McCneaty, a few years ago, he was the only one in the entire police department who refused to take the money and insisted on tracking you down, and then you threw him in prison."

Frank thought about it seriously, but he didn't have any impression at all, he had killed and framed more people in his life, and he could write them down one by one, and he could publish a book, so he naturally had no impression of the small role a few years ago.

Parker Robbins didn't expect Frank to remember the name, and despite the strong wind, he introduced himself: "Since a few months ago, my men have been killed one after another, and I paid for a piece of information that this guy who was fired from the police department is tracking you. I sent my men executioners and killers to deal with him, and although I killed him, the killer was killed by his accomplices, and the executioner had an arm broken. โ€

"It's rubbish." Chris mocked in his father's tone, and with a wave of his left hand, the hurricane gathered in an instant, and everywhere he passed, the stools and tables were all cut in half, and even the walls showed deep marks, faster and sharper than chainsaws.

Frank waved his hand and motioned for Chris to put away his strength, then sat back on the only stool that was still intact, raised his head and said, "Go on!" โ€

"The man who killed many of my men and sabotaged deals with South America before was Damon's companion, dressed in a stranger outfit than your son, and wearing a strangely shaped helmet. But his strength is very strong, I was almost killed by him, I haven't come to see you for this time, I am recuperating from my injuries, and I will report as soon as the injury is better. โ€

"How powerful, you're too wasteful, aren't you?" before Chris could finish his sentence, he was stopped by Frank raising his hand, and then motioned for Parker Robbins to continue.

"Your last four transactions were ruined, he must have done it, no gang would make such a big move, kill so many people, and not take the goods, only he would do it, because he is taking revenge."

PS: This chapter is a plus, and last week it was full of 2,000 recommended votes, but it didn't reach 4,000, so I added a more chapter.