"Big Party? The real life of a state legislator! 》

"Six Parents Sued State Assemblymember Chris for Abuse, Sexuality, and Sex to His Children While He Was the Principal of a Middle School!" Invade! Behavior! 》

"A gas leak at a restaurant in Queens exploded! Thirty-two dining police officers killed! 》

Mexican drug lord beheaded in Los Angeles mansion! 》

State Councilman Lawrence. Wood died of a drug overdose at his mistress's house! 》

A real scandal! Twenty-nine state legislators throw a boys' party in a club! 》

One by one, the headlines that shocked the world stripped those state legislators who were high above and flaunted themselves as democratic and noble. Under the real photos, these used to be well-dressed and gave speeches everywhere. Gentlemen and parliamentarians with the titles of professor, rector, doctor, have become filthy.

Compared to the news of the police officers who died one after another 'accidentally', the Mexican drug lords who were beheaded at home by their enemies, are insignificant.

In just thirteen days, 'Mike. Corleone, the king of the gang, simultaneously attacked dozens of politicians, hundreds of police officers, and affiliated gangs and Mexican drug lords who betrayed the Corleone family.

One by one, the once high-ranking state legislators were either taken away by the FBI for investigation, or died inexplicably at home. Even a few state legislators who had fled to France and England died in the robbery.

The police officers who had stumbled on the Corleone family were terrified, not knowing when a bullet would pierce their heads. Or when walking down the street, you will be shot in the chest by some inconspicuous thug.

When the Corleone family is attacked by the Hydra organization, take the opportunity to expand the poison! None of the Mexican drug lords in the market have been spared. Either they were beheaded or chopped into minced meat. Paste in the cement pillars.

Meanwhile. Inside the office of an underground casino in Queens. Decadent Connie. Corleone was pouring strong whiskey into his mouth glass after glass.

A few days ago, the casino was bustling with people. There is a constant stream of gamblers. After getting the supply from several Mexican drug lords. Poison! The product business is even more to Connie. Corleone brought in millions of dollars. Using this money to make a big deal of troops, for a while, Connie. Corleone, the little princess of the Corleone family, gathered more than 600 gunmen.

But since the White Queen Emma. That all changed when Frost returned from Africa. Inside a once crowded casino. Except for some waiters, dealers. Not a single guest.

That's not all, since the inexplicable tragic death of those Mexican drug lords at home. Lost supply. This is important for Connie. Corleone's yet-to-be-formed gang is even worse.

Three oily little white-faced handsome little white faces looked at Connie. Corleone's decadent appearance, they all planned to get up and down.

"Connie!! Don't drink it, the day after tomorrow is the day when we pay the gunslinger, we only have less than 300,000 dollars in our accounts now, you think it's really not good, why don't you go home and beg Vito. Lord Corleone? ”

"Yes, after Connie Emma's let out the words, no one dares to come to our casino, and we have to pay rent at the end of the month, so our casino must be closed"

Connie Vito. Doesn't Lord Corleone love you the most? Ask him to come forward and everything will get better, have you forgotten your dreams? ”

Three handsome men with oily hair and powdered faces persuaded bitterly. Connie pouring liquor into her mouth. Corleone exhaled a breath of wine and glanced at the three handsome men who looked a little like his dead ex-husband, Connie. Corleone had a sarcastic smile on his face and hysterically shouted, "Don't tell me about that white!! She was the one who killed Fred and Mike!! This dog man and woman!! They killed Carlo!! Looking for an old man? Hahahaha, the old man doesn't support me at all! He's not going to help me, you know! The old man only has his Mike in his heart!! Only his Corleone family!! He won't help me!! ”

When Connie. When Corleone said this with the strength of his wine, the three handsome men with oily hair and pink faces looked shocked. They never dreamed that the Corleone family would be attacked by nameless militants and would be destroyed. Connie stands on her own under the banner of the Corleone family. Corleone, who didn't even get Vito. The support of Corleone, the legendary godfather who founded the Corleone family.

If there is no Vito. Corleone's support. So Connie. Corleone's behavior is a heinous crime among the gangsters. Come to think of this. The three handsome men with oily hair and pink faces all looked at the safe containing $300,000.

Just then, there was a cacophony outside the office. 'Bang...', and the wooden door of the office was kicked open.

Dozens of gunmen broke in.

Drunken Connie. Corleone put down the wine glass in his hand and scolded angrily, "Get out of here!! Don't know how to knock on doors? Bastards who don't know the rules!! ”

Listen to Connie. Corleone's angry scolding. These dozens of gunmen simply did not pay attention. A middle-aged white man who seemed to represent the group of gunmen said contemptuously, "Connie! Don't talk to us about bullshit! Hmph, still posing as the little princess of the Corleone family? There is no business in the casino, poison! The supply of goods has also been cut off, we heard that you have no money? We want to get the salary you promised us! Get it today! ”

"Damn Texas Cowboys!! What do you call me!! If you have the guts, you say it again!! "Connie on the wine. Corleone roared. A few days ago, these recruited Texas gunmen respectfully called themselves 'Lord Corleone'. Now it's called by its name. Today's collective salary bargaining posture sees that his unformed 'Corleone family' is about to fall apart.

The three handsome men with oily hair and pink faces. hurriedly calmed Connie, who was crazy with the strength of alcohol. Corleone. There is no other reason, because these three handsome men with oily hair and pink face have already seen from the crowd that there are more than 500 gunmen in the casino, and it can be said that these dozens of gunmen in front of them are Connie. The leader of the more than 600 gunmen recruited by Corleone.

"Mark don't mind if Connie is drunk, tomorrow is the day of paycheck, Connie will pay tomorrow"

"What are you worried about? Who is Connie? Connie is Vito. Will Lord Corleone's favorite jewel of the palm still be unkind to you? Don't you still believe in the credibility of the Corleone family? ”

The gunman leader named Mark smiled disdainfully and pushed away the three men who had been with Connie. Corleone's inseparable handsome man.

"You three little white faces who eat with their faces, stay away from Lao Tzu! We just want to get what we deserve right now, and who doesn't know about the whole of America? There will always be only one 'Lord Corleone', and that is 'Mike. Corleone'! Connie!! The contradiction between you and 'Lord Corleone', we don't want to interfere, and we don't have the courage to interfere! We just want to get what we deserve! Today if you don't give money! We won't let you have a good time! Mark said coldly.

As soon as Mark's voice fell, the dozens of gunmen who came with Mark to ask for wages drew their pistols one after another. The group of gunmen outside the office began to draw their guns and shout.

Although the scene was chaotic, none of the gunmen who were asking for wages pointed their guns at Connie. Corleone. Because of the surname Corleone, they don't dare to mess around.

Connie on the wine. Corleone, as soon as I saw this face. Even more regardless of the initiation of drunkenness, "Shoot!!" You have the ability to shoot!! Today I'm Connie. Corleone's got something wrong! My father will never let you go!! And your family!! will also accompany me to the funeral!! If you have the guts, you can shoot!! ”

A woman who initiates drunken madness is often unreasonable, especially a resentful woman who has lost her husband or children. I saw Connie. Corleone rushed towards Mark with his teeth and claws, and the three handsome men with oily hair and pink faces couldn't hold it.

Mark, who didn't dare to die, could only cover his face with his arms in embarrassment, not to be scratched by the crazy woman in front of him.

"Yo, it's so lively! Tut-tut, collective bargaining? Actors have actors' guilds, dockers have their own guilds, shouldn't gunners have a guild too? In this way, when you encounter unpaid wages, you can still march and demonstrate or something" White Queen Emma. Frost's playful laughter was heard.

Three hundred elite Hydra soldiers, each wearing combat uniforms and grenades on their bodies, escorted the White Queen Emma with MP4s. Frost's side.

"Protecting Madame Corleone's !!" Follow Emma. The Red Devil beside Frost shouted.

'Click, click... Click'

With the sound of bullets being loaded, the more than three hundred elite soldiers of Hydra pointed their cold muzzles at the five or six hundred Connies. Corleone's gunman recruited from Texas.

"Don't get me wrong, don't get me wrong, we're not malicious, we're not malicious"

"Madame Corleone, don't get me wrong, we have no ill intentions, hurry up and put the gun away"

"Put the gun away"

In front of these Hydra elites armed to the teeth, the gunners who only held small weapons such as revolvers, Colt pistols, etc., did not dare to resist at all, and hurriedly put away the weapons in their hands one by one.

The gunmen, who were indignant for the sake of wages, hurriedly got out of the way, and some were even ready to slip away. But under the threat of the more than 300 elite soldiers of Hydra armed to the teeth, they honestly stayed where they were, and did not dare to act rashly.

Walking through the crowd, Emma, the White Queen. Frost walked into Connie under the stars and moon. Inside Corleone's office. At this time, Connie, who was still going crazy with alcohol. Corleone, still desperately tearing at the strong man in front of him who was two heads taller than himself with his fingernails.

Emma, the White Queen. Frost frowned in disgust, and after a series of paralyzed torrents, his palms clenched. With a flick of his hand, a strong air flow instantly tore Connie. Corleone threw himself on the couch.

Just feeling inexplicable, Connie. Corleone looked up and saw Emma, the White Queen. Frost's beautiful face, thinking about it, didn't want to open his mouth, and shouted, "White!" How dare you step into my territory!! George John Michael killed her for me!! And you!! Kill her for me, I'll give me a million to kill her!! (To be continued.) )