"This thousand is your salary tonight, are you still satisfied?" Sean climbed up to the crane cab and pulled out $1,000 and smiled and shoved it into the young man's hand.

Grabbing a roll of money, the young man immediately laughed, "Very satisfied, sir." ”

"Where are you tonight?"

"I slept at home, sir, and I slept soundly, and I didn't know anything."

"Very good, how did the lock in your house break?"

"The lock was broken, and I couldn't open it, so I was so angry that I shot the lock out."

"Young man, your brain is very flexible, I am very optimistic about you!" Sean gave a thumbs up, "Dongchang needs someone like you!" ”

"Uh...... Hehe, hehe. The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, thinking about the bloody carriage, or forget it.

"Don't be in a hurry to refuse, everyone has their own strengths, and of course I won't put you where you shouldn't be." Sean smiled and patted the young man on the shoulder, "Okay, that's for later, now let's talk about something else." ”

As he spoke, he took out another 1000 and handed it over, "This is for your boss, the cost of renting a car." ”

"This one for that security guard." This time it's $500.

"You can't be corrupt, do you?" Sean asked with a smile.

"No, of course not!"

"That's good, goodbye, and I wish you a good night's sleep." With that, Sean jumped out of the car, and the group dispersed into the car, disappearing into the night.

The young man also drove the crane back to the road he came.

……

After the climax, there is always a period of silence, and after last night's firefight, Sean chose to be quiet for a while.

Except for a paper bag dropped next to Director Wells' car early in the morning on October 12.

However, once again, someone helped pass on a message, someone wanted to meet with Sean, this time not to talk about Seramanga, there was no more Seramanga, only to talk about Newark.

That night, Sean chartered a yacht and met someone at the Jersey City marina who was going to talk to him.

The person who came was a black man, wearing a blue shirt, black trousers, black leather shoes, slightly bent hair, a slightly high hairline, wearing a gold-rimmed glasses, a straight waist, and a proper formulaic smile on his face.

Bill went up to search him, and a group of people immediately rushed up to stop the black man with a fierce face.

Bill turned his head to look at Sean.

Sean stood on the yacht, staring at the smiling people on the pier.

After a long while, Sean stretched out his hand and pointed at the person who came and said, "I don't like you." ”

"You stand too straight, which shows that you are an extremely confident person who can handle everything."

"Wearing gold-rimmed glasses shows that you pride yourself on being wise and able to deal with any situation, anyone."

"Shirts, trousers, and leather shoes show that you are a very disciplined and controlling, and you don't like anything that is out of your control."

"Others will think that your smile is kind and not aggressive, but I am the opposite, your smile means that you are not inferior or anyone's subordinate, you have a backbone in the back of your head!"

Every time Sean said a word, the eyes of the people who came came were sharpened, and the other people on the scene looked at each other, completely unable to understand how they could see so many things from a person's clothing and body as soon as they met.

The men who came had to admit that Sean was right, which was amazing, and gave them a new perspective on the newcomer who suddenly rose to prominence and wiped out Seramanga in one fell swoop.

It's not just ruthless means, strong force, and even more powerful brains!

"Sean Rockefeller, I have to say that the destruction of Seramanga is not unjust, their fate is doomed, even if they don't take the initiative to provoke you, they won't live long, when you appear in Newark, this place is naturally destined to become your territory." ”

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Gustavo Flynn and I'm from Mexico."

"Alright, come up." Sean waved his hand, Bill stepped out of the way, and Gustavo also waved his men to wait below, and one person boarded the yacht.

The yacht slowly drove towards the Statue of Liberty not far away, and the two of them stood at the bow of the boat, blowing the sea breeze, and Sean spoke first, "What I just said, it doesn't really matter." ”

"That's what matters." Gustavo looked at Sean with great interest, he had been in the pan-drug group for so long, and he had seen a lot of various criminals, to be honest, he couldn't even look down on him, and Sean, a fledgling wine smuggler, was the first to impress him.

That is, he doesn't know the sentence 'Today's heroes, only the king and the ear', otherwise, he has to say it.

"I just don't like your aura, this aura that becomes the focus as soon as you appear." Sean turned his head to look directly at Gustavo, "The focus of the crowd should be me, and it can only be me." ”

In other words, Gustavo was pushing too much.

"Well, I'm sorry." Gustavo shrugged with little sincerity.

"Tell me, see what I'm going to do."

"I originally wanted to mediate your relationship with the Seramanga family, but now there is no need."

"I don't think you're qualified to mediate, the people of Seramaanga must die, you know, I got a bullet in the back of my head, and it was shot by the Seramaanga family, so whether there is anything behind it, I will destroy them, sooner or later."

Gustavo finally couldn't hold back his expression, the corners of his mouth twitched fiercely, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart, why didn't he fucking shoot you!

He deserves to be killed, fuck, kill people and kill them.

"And now?" Sean is not interested in talking about a group of dead people.

"I don't know if you're going to be a poisoner." Gustavo gets straight to the point, and with a person like Sean, there's no point in beating around the bush.

Sean shook his head, "I don't see the little profit from the poison pills. ”

Gustavo was surprised by Sean's statement that the profits of the drug were not good, and he did not think that the profits of smuggling alcohol would be higher.

That's the technical problem.

"So this market is still ours?" Gustavo asked.

"You, or Eladio? Hehe. Sean smiled playfully.

"Eladio, at least for now." Since Don't Sean picked out something, he didn't hide it anymore.

"It doesn't matter, first, don't trouble me, and second, I want a layer of dividends."

"Don't you look down on the profits of the poisoner?"

"Can't look at it and don't want it are two different concepts." Sean snorted, "The territory is mine, maintenance requires a cost, you only need to distribute it every time, I don't know how much the percentage of Seramanga was taken before, but, I am in charge of my territory." ”

"Okay, I'll tell Eladio what you mean."

"You'd better deal with Eladio, this is the United States, not Mexico, I'm very timid."

Gustavo smiled and didn't say anything, you, cowardly?

But he understood what it meant.

Under the Statue of Liberty, a drug offender and a smuggler make a deal with it very simply.