Chapter 244: Rotten Frank

At Caesar's Palace, Anthony, who had slept with Susan, was alone in his office waiting for Gin to hear from them.

Although Anthony believes that with Gin's strength, there should be no trouble dealing with a group of malaise gangsters who have been tossed and suppressed by the official violent establishment, but this is the world of American comics, and the devil knows if nosy people will stand in the way. Therefore, it is better for Anthony to take charge of it, and if there is an emergency, it is more convenient to mobilize support with Anthony himself.

While Anthony was waiting for a debriefing, a phone call came to Dick's side, and then Dick went to Anthony's side.

"Hello Mr. Anthony, I'm Frank. Amik, we met at Mrs. Gao's reception, "It's Frank from Hell's Kitchen who called. It seems that the news of Mrs. Gao's death did make him a little flustered, and he actually came to disturb Anthony so late.

Of course, it is not excluded that he deliberately chose this time, wanting to use this time to test Anthony's attitude a little, to see his own status in Anthony's heart, which is related to whether he can sell it at a good price in Anthony.

"Is Mr. Frank from Hell's Kitchen?" Anthony looked at the time, frowned slightly, and secretly thought to himself, why he hadn't been cleaned up by Gin at this time, and called himself inexplicably: "I have the impression that Mrs. Gao has mentioned you in front of me more than once, and she seems to respect you very much." However, Mr. Frank, why did he call so late, and there was something that could not be discussed tomorrow. ”

At this point, Anthony is not talking nonsense, Mrs. Gao did mention to Anthony more than once that the big drug lord named Frank who called. Although she didn't say it explicitly, it was obvious that she wanted Anton, the largest snake in Manhattan, to take a cover, and the meaning of calling Frank was obvious.

Therefore, at one time, Anthony thought that there was something wrong with the two of them, and there was no super-friendly relationship.

"That's the ......" Then Frank vaguely revealed his meaning to Anthony, although he didn't say it explicitly, but the meaning between the lines still made Anthony understand that he wanted to take refuge in his side.

Hearing what the other party meant, and then listening to the other party's extra words, Anthony couldn't help but wonder, and he was a person who didn't measure himself and didn't see the situation clearly.

Not to mention that Anthony himself plans to directly clean up some of the gangsters in New York City, including him, tonight, even if Anthony doesn't have this plan, he can't look down on Anthony, a rotten person like Frank.

It's not that Frank is a big drug lord that Anthony dismisses him. The point is that what this person does is so cheap, so bad that even a black person like Anthony can't look at it.

The average drug lord belongs to the type of person who is willing to take the bait, simply put, you can't bear the temptation and curiosity and take the initiative to step into this circle and give it a try. Even Anthony couldn't say anything at this point, after all, good words can't convince damn ghosts.

Frank, on the other hand, is a rotten man, he takes the initiative to inject drugs directly through coercion, then addicts them, and then manipulates them to make money. Therefore, Frank belongs to the kind of person who is most hated among drug lords, and for this kind of person, Anthony is not too much to trample to death, how can he want to be involved with him.

However, for a person who is destined to not survive tonight, Anthony is still very tolerant, so after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile directly, looked at the time again and said to him with deep meaning: "That's it, it's not early, you can come to Caesar's Palace tomorrow to talk." By the way, spend more time with your family tonight, Mr. Frank, good night. ”

After saying that, Anthony hung up the phone, leaving only a somewhat dazed Frank.

"Spend more time with your family tonight? What do you mean," for some reason, Frank listened to this seemingly ordinary greeting, and suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

And at this moment, the precious wooden door of his office suddenly burst open, and a master sent to him by Mrs. Gao to give him the faΓ§ade of the town flew directly upside down and smashed it in front of his eyes.

Looking at the master who was usually dressed as a ninja he respected as a heavenly man, constantly vomiting blood in front of him, spitting out fragments of internal organs, Frank couldn't help but be shocked.

He wasn't surprised that someone wanted to kill him. After all, he knows what he did by himself, and he is indeed quite hateful. But the people who came to kill him were able to kill him silently in front of his office, so that he did not receive any news. And he also beat the master who seemed invincible to him to the point that he couldn't live when he saw it, which surprised him quite a bit.

Who the hell?!

Frank quietly pressed the emergency button under the table as he stared out the door to see who was going to kill him.

Ignoring the shrill sirens that sounded almost throughout the building, Mindy dragged his katana into Frank's office with a blank face, looking at the man in front of him who was pretending to be calm with a panicked look.

casually slashed to death a person dressed as a ninja who wanted to sneak up on her from behind, and then licked the blade of the katana bloodthirstily, revealing a hideous smile.

"Who are you?!" Frank asked, holding back the murderous aura that Mindy was exuding from all over his body.

Mingdi's eyes froze when she heard this, she smiled bloodthirstily and said lightly: "The one who killed you!" ”

"I don't remember that I offended you," because he knew that what he did was hateful, so Frank has always been very careful, no matter what he does, he must first investigate the other party before doing it, which is an important reason why he has survived until now.

"You haven't offended me, but you've offended my father," Mindy said lightly. McCready, you should be impressed by the name. ”

"Damon. McCreadie? Frank's eyes narrowed when he heard this, and after a moment, his pupils shrank, and he obviously thought about who his father was. It was precisely because he knew that he understood how strong the other party's intention to kill him was.

"I remember, it turned out to be the police officer, in fact, it was all a misunderstanding......" Frank glanced out quietly, trying to delay waiting for his subordinates to rescue.

Although he didn't think that his group of subordinates were better than the people sent to him by Mrs. Gao, everyone had a fluke mentality, and he could only hope that his subordinates could give a little more strength when his fate was hanging by a thread. Of course, he didn't dare to expect his subordinates to beat the tyrannosaurus-like Lori in front of him, he only hoped that his subordinates could help him delay a little time, and then wait for the police to come to help.

That's right, Frank's alarm is actually similar to the bank's alarm switch, as long as he presses it, his inner line in the police station will quickly dispatch the police according to the speed of accepting the bank robbery, and rush to the rescue.

The black guy actually called the police to help, Frank, he's really a rotten person!

Mindy seemed to be teasing him in a cat-and-mouse game, so instead of interrupting his rambling speech, she watched him perform in front of her eyes with little interest.

After a while, Frank finally couldn't make it anymore, looked at Mindy who was looking at him playfully, looked at the time and the empty door, and couldn't help but ask with a gloomy face, "Do you have other helpers?" ”

"That's right," Mindy nodded, chuckling, "someone countless times stronger than me and very important to me is out there." ”

"So you've been playing tricks on me, why?" Frank asked with a grim face.

Emperor Ming nodded when he heard this: "I want to see what your expression looks like from hope to despair, and now it seems that it is average." ”

"Bastard!" Frank couldn't help but be furious when he heard this, and directly grabbed the gun and prepared to fight for the life of Mindy in front of him.

I have to say that although Frank is a terrible person, he can still sit in this position with two brushes. Bang bang bang! Frank fired three shots in a row, all aimed at Minty's vital point.

"What a disgusting expression, I'm a little tired of it!" Mindy looked at Frank's crazy expression and pouted, and then thump, like a rattle, sounded from Mindy's chest. After that, I saw Mindy's long knife swing, and he actually cut several bullets from Frank in half with the katana in his hand.

Before Frank could come to his senses, Mindy stepped forward with her left foot and was in front of him in the blink of an eye. The knife swung again, and the silver light cut through the sky, directly splitting Frank, who still had a frightened expression on his face, and the long desk in front of him in half.

"What a disgusting rotten man," Mindy covered her nose in disgust and glanced at Frank, who seemed to be scared before he died, and threw away the long knife in his hand and turned to leave the room.

"Settled," Gin asked, tilting his head down and leaning against the corner.

"It's settled, master," Mindy grabbed Gin's arm again, rubbing it hard against his fledgling chest.

"I said, I'm not your master, you want to be my apprentice, you're still far away," Gin pulled his hand back again, stepping on the corpses on the ground and sinking into the shadows.

"I don't care, you are my master, a master for life." Mindy trotted all the way over.

As if to confirm the saying that the police are always the last to arrive, Mindy and Gin had just left before a large number of police officers who had been alerted rushed to the bottom of the building.

It's not that they're slacking off, that's why they're so late. Instead, murders have occurred in many parts of New York tonight, and the targets of the murders are all gang members.

At Caesar's Palace, Anthony hung up the phone, poured himself a glass of red wine, and came to the floor-to-ceiling window. Looking out the window at the night view of New York, the corners of Anthony's mouth curled slightly, and then he drank the red wine in his glass.

"Starting tomorrow, New York, I'll have the final say!"