As the so-called art masters are bold. After beating up the fat man who had rear-ended his truck and pulled out his gun, Logan walked to the bar across the road to drink a beer.

Smoking a cigar and drinking beer, Logan noticed that both the owner of the bar and the drinkers around him in the bar were looking at him strangely.

After taking a sip of the beer, Logan shouted to the bar owner in the bar, "One more drink!" ”

Taking the empty wine glass handed by Logan, the bar owner silently took a glass of beer from the barrel, put it in front of Logan, glanced around, and said in a low voice, "Young man, this glass is counted as I invite you to leave after drinking, otherwise I won't be able to keep this store."

Logan was stunned for a moment, with a surprised expression on his face, "What?" The four crumbs just now have a lot of origins? ”

The bar owner sighed and said helplessly, "Didn't you notice that the police haven't come yet?" That unlucky guy who was shot is still lying on the side of the road, and the fat man you broke his hands and feet just now, his name is Santo, he's the man of 'Lord Corleone', drink this cup and leave quickly, or it will be a question of whether you will get out of New York alive today."

"Lord Corleone? Hmph, haven't heard of it," Logan smiled disdainfully, and then took a beer from his glass.

Not long after, a black Rolls-Royce slowly stopped in front of this bar, surrounded by ten taels of black Mercedes. As soon as the drinkers in the bar saw this posture, they quickly checked out and left. Even the bar owner who was standing in the bar showed a pleading look at Logan, a ruthless man who dared to break the hands and feet of the fat Santo, at this time, "Young man, you better leave quickly, otherwise I won't be able to keep this bar, and I still count on this bar to support my retirement."

At this moment, the 'Mike. Protected by more than forty gunmen, Corleone pushed the door open and walked into the bar.

Ignore the barkeeper's horrified gaze. Lu Renjia sat directly next to Logan, facing Tom. Hagen instructed: "Send that unlucky guy outside to the hospital, and the medical expenses will be paid by our Corleone family, and it is the fat man's fault to write a check for ten thousand dollars to him, after all!" ”

"I'll do it, Lord Corleone," Tom. Hagen answered, quickly took out the check book on his body, and wrote down a digital signature. Hand it to the gunman on the side and let his men deal with the unlucky guy who was accidentally injured by Fat Santo.

Under the damn mission of 'mutant hostility', Logan mockingly looked at the oily-haired, law-defying 'Lord Corleone' beside him.

"You're really rich, that fat man was your guy just now, right? How much should you pay for crashing my car? Logan asked coldly.

Seeing that this damn truck driver was so arrogant in front of 'Lord Corleone', the gunmen who were protecting 'Lord Corleone' pulled out their weapons in broad daylight.

Seeing this, the bar owner hurriedly pretended to be an ostrich, silently bent down and hid in the bar, praying in his heart, hoping that the bullets would not fly sideways and turn his small bar into a hornet's nest.

Pointed at forty pistols. Logan drank the wine in his glass as if he was fine, and sneered, "Hmph! It seems that 'Lord Corleone' not only has money, but also a lot of guns, do you really think a few stinky money is a big deal? If you have money, you also have to have a life to enjoy it, don't let these miscellaneous pieces of your men point a gun at me, or Lao Tzu will start a fire... But it doesn't matter what 'Lord Corleone' or 'Pope Corleone' are, it will still break your bones! ”

Lu Renjia couldn't help but smile, waved his hand and motioned for the gunmen to put down their guns, "Want money?" Easy as long as you can beat me I'll buy you a new truck! If you lose, how do you break the fat man's hands and feet. I'm going to break your hands and feet, of course, and I'm going to break your hands and feet," he said. Lu Renjia tore off his tie and walked out first.

"Hey! Truck drivers are people who have been on the battlefield, and they are as sharp as a man! I promise not to kill you!! Lu Renjia shouted, taking off the valuable handmade blazer and handing it to Tom. Hagen.

Sitting at the bar, Rogan was already under the effect of the "mutant hostility" mission issued by the "evil god system". Corleone's lawless gang leader is hostile. In such a way was 'Mike. Corleone's agitation, and Logan drank all the wine in one gulp. Walk out of the bar with a cigar in his mouth.

"Little white face, since you want to be beaten! I, Logan, will do you!! Don't worry, I won't kill you either!! It's just going to break your bones," Logan snapped.

Lu Renjia, who was taking off his watch, ring and other things, heard Logan's poisonous tongue call himself a little white face again, and instead of being angry, he laughed, "Little white face? Is this a compliment to me? You're the first person in all of New York to compliment me like that! Just say this to you, I'll break a few more bones from you, I don't know how many bones you have for me to break later? You ready? Trucker"

For a while, both passers-by and knew'Mike. Corleone's identity was all around. Even on this territory, the small gang belonging to the Corleone family rushed to hear the news. It didn't take long. The inside and outside three circles are already full of people watching the excitement.

Those gangsters who belong to the Corleone family are naturally 'Mike. Corleone's New York mob king cheered.

"Lord Corleone, kill him, kill him"

"Long live Lord Corleone!! I'll bet $10,000 and I'll bet on Lord Corleone to win!! ”

"Lord Corleone... Banzai!!! ”

In the distance, more than a dozen New York Police Department police cars, FBI agents, and after a report by Mora, they will raise the 'Mike. Corleone's dangerous-level CIA intelligence agents also rushed over.

In the police car at the head, led by a newly appointed white sheriff of the New York Police Department. The police officers on the side saw many gang members of the Corleone family coming one after another, and couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Sheriff Jones, do we want to ask for support?" ”

"Support? What kind of support is it called... I'd also like to see our 'Lord Corleone' beaten up by that truck driver, don't worry, the current 'Lord Corleone' is a celebrity in high society, and since he came in person, he won't allow his men to shoot. After all, he is a celebrity, and he ordered his subordinates to shoot and kill people in broad daylight, which is not good for his reputation! The new white sheriff said disdainfully.

Hearing Jones say this, the officer also laughed and said, "Hehe... I'd also like to see 'Mike. Corleone's fat beating by the truck driver Fat Santo and three of his men were beaten up a lot, I really don't believe it' Mike. Corleone's going to be the trucker's opponent! ”

Jones sneered, picked up the walkie-talkie and shouted, "I'll buy a truck driver to win one to two, buy 'Mike. Corleone's win pays three! ”

'Mike. Corleone's rise like a comet, turning the Corleone family into a powerful New York gangster. But none of these cops have ever seen Mike. Corleone's moved. And the tragic situation of the fat man Santo and his three subordinates is vivid. For a while, all the police pressed the truck driver.

The same gamble was played out inside the FBI's surveillance vehicle. On the CIA's side, Mora also rushed over with the beast Hank and others, blending in the crowd, wanting to take a closer look at Mike. Corleone's mutant who is the godfather of the gangster. (To be continued.) )