It was the same restaurant last time, where Bertram Bain and another shareholder were having lunch.

"These people are really making too much trouble, and they actually caused a bombing in Los Angeles." Eating Bertram Bain bowed his head and said 'casually'.

The person next to him glanced at him, "You're ready to promise Sean." ”

"Heh, hehe." Bertram Bain laughed dryly, something bad to say in the company.

The purpose of choosing the meal is to let the other shareholders give themselves a step down.

In fact, the company is already looking for new places.

Of course, the external statement must be to expand the selection of targets and be prepared.

"Didn't he call you again?"

"Nope!" Bertram Bain smashes it and smacks it.

"Don't worry too much, Sean's matter, I've also found a consulting company to understand it recently." In addition, the shareholder put down the knife and fork and said: "According to the detailed information taken out over there, I found that this guy is still measured." ”

Bertram Bain looked up and looked at Andy Milton with a look of astonishment, and there was a sentence clearly written in his eyes, brother, what are you blind.

He got a ton of explosives and blew up the Irishman's hotel straight into the sky, which is fucking measured?

Do you have any misconceptions about being measured?

"Don't look at me like that, I know what he did, but, that's the property of the Irish mafia, unlike us, he can't, he doesn't dare to use this against us, it's not the 19th century, it's not Chicago." Andy Milton said with a look of certainty.

Bertram Bain opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment, but they were not the same as the Irish.

I was relieved and felt a little embarrassed at the same time, but seeing that scene on TV yesterday really scared him.

It's really scary enough.

Submachine guns, grenades, even Gatling came out, and finally blew up an entire hotel.

According to inside information, he learned that nearly 100 people had died inside.

If you add in the more than 20 people who attacked the night before, that's more than 100.

As the same person who rejected Sean, more than a hundred people were killed in just one day.

This is no longer a killer.

This is a tiger killer**......

He really empathizes, and the whole person is not good.

"I'm not afraid." Bertram Bain swallowed and forcibly pretended to be tough on his face, "I just think the city government is too weak, and the Los Angeles police are too weak, and such a bad thing happened, and they didn't take action." ”

"Hmph, a bunch of waste that will only waste taxpayers' money!"

Andy Milton wanted to laugh when he heard this, this guy is still so good-looking.

"We can take the initiative to talk to Sean in the future, well, talk about cooperation." Andy Milton decided to use a face-saving statement.

"Hmph, you, you go, I don't want to see that arrogant guy." Bertram glanced over.

……

It's just that, a lot of times, the more you don't want something to happen, the more it will happen.

While they were talking, there was a sudden noise outside, and the two of them frowned slightly and stopped talking.

Bertram's two bodyguards looked at Sean and the group of bodyguards who came over, and their faces were extremely ugly.

Last time, it was these people who made them lose face and were reprimanded by their boss.

This time, not by any means!

The two looked at each other, staring at Torre, who was nearly two meters tall at the front, and opened his mouth and cursed.

"Stop!"

"Stand there!"

"Fack!"

"I'm going to kill you!"

Being scolded like this, Torre's face sank, and then he showed a hideous color, and when he was about to rush up and teach the two guys a hard lesson......

The two suddenly turned to face each other, and one of them punched the opposite person in the face.

The man didn't show weakness either, and smashed back with a punch, giving the opposite side a black-eyed blue.

Torre: "......"

Sean: "......"

These two people are sick, why did they suddenly do it?

The two scuffled together, and it could be seen that they were not acting, and their faces were blue and purple.

Sean and the others stood motionless in fright, their faces full of horror, I have never seen this scene.

Is this a brand new welcome ceremony?

I couldn't read it, but I was blown away!

After a few hard strokes, the two stopped, stood against the wall, and squatted down with their heads in their hands.

How skillful is this action......

Sean and the others looked at each other, as if they understood something.

I knew I couldn't stop it, but I didn't want to be too incompetent, so I gave each other a few blows and seemed to be doing my best.

I think it's a pre-prepared experience.

Fuck, he's a werewolf, and he's really doing it to himself.

Of course, if the two of them really did their best to stop it, Torre and them would only be more ruthless.

Walking past the two, Sean reached out and patted the two of them on the shoulder, his face full of appreciation, "You two are bodyguards, you are talented!" ”

By this moment Torre had pushed open the door, and Sean stepped inside.

In fact, Bertram Bain's heart was beating wildly when he heard the fighting outside, and he always felt that this scene was familiar.

Well, Sean did reappear.

Only this time, Bertram Bane knew Sean and didn't need him to introduce himself.

Sean pulled out a chair and sat down by himself, "Mr. Bertram, you really have a love for this restaurant, and you will come to eat at noon every day as long as you are in the company." ”

"You're spying on me?"

"There's no need to be so troublesome, you're a celebrity in this area, who doesn't know you, just spend a little time and a little bit of knife music to find out, this is not some information that needs to be kept secret."

"Serious people don't ask about these things." Bertram Bain said with a straight face, and Andy Milton next to him hurriedly scolded him.

Big brother, when is it, can we not be hard-mouthed?

"Hahaha, Mr. Sean, let's try it together, it's not for nothing that Bertram likes to come here to eat, the food here is very good." Andy Milton hurriedly played the round.

"Forget it, but, Bertram, your two bodyguards are good." Sean smiled and complimented.

Bertram was stunned for a moment, looking at the smile on Sean's face, he always felt that something was wrong.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Sean came today to talk about the problem of that plot, we have discussed, and we hope to have some cooperation with Mr. Sean in business." Andy Milton said with a light cough.

"I'm here today to tell Mr. Bertram a story." Sean said mysteriously.

The two of them were stunned, we have seen jumping and talking, but you are no longer jumping, you are taking off, right?

"Once upon a time, there were two children who were neighbors, they played together since childhood, grew up, went to primary school together, went to school at noon, went to school together every morning, and left school together at night, and they were very good friends."

Sean didn't care whether the expressions of the two were weird or not, he just said to himself: "It's just that people are different after all, no matter how inseparable the time when they were young, when they grew up, they found that they had taken different paths." ”

"After graduating from middle school, one was admitted to a prestigious school, but not a community college was admitted, and the family who went to college also moved away, and gradually there was less contact, but the relationship between the two is still the same."

"This university-going person, who entered the workplace after graduation, was slowly appreciated because of his outstanding ability, climbed up step by step, and finally became the henchman of a billionaire."

"People, no matter how rich he is, there are always some things that are inconvenient to do, and there must always be someone to do it for him."

Speaking of which, Bertram and Andy also roughly understood that Sean was talking about one of the two people.

It's just that...... What does this have to do with today's events, thinking about it, Andy looked at Bertram out of the corner of his eye and noticed that the corners of his mouth twitched.

Andy chuckled in his heart, it's broken!

The henchman thought of his childhood playmate, whom they hadn't seen each other since college, and no one in his current company and social circle knew about his relationship with the neighbor he was a child with.

"And after that neighbor didn't get admitted to college, he slowly became like those low-level people, living on the streets and participating in some criminal activities."

"The henchman secretly found the neighbor, and with the purest friendship when he was a child, the two trusted each other and hit it off, and slowly the neighbor's life was on the right track and became better."

"In order to prevent detection, this henchman has almost completely severed the superficial connection." As he spoke, Sean clapped his hands, his face full of approval, "Mr. Bertram, I can see that all of your men have special skills. ”

"They are all high-end talents, this technique, professional!"

"I really can't find out if I change someone."

Sean didn't mention that he arranged for someone to set fire to a specific area, but he had found out to this point, how could this be hidden.

"This can't be, how are you, how are you ......" Bertram turned pale, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Before, his confidence was that he was different from the Irish, and Sean didn't dare to use those tough methods against him, but now he ......

"For me, it's not that hard." Sean looked at Bertram with a smile, "No one, better than me, knows crime!" ”

"It's just what I'm left over, how many tricks I can play, how many ways to hide it, no one knows better than I know."

"People, I've taken them under my control."

Bertram leaned back in his chair with a dejected expression, no, he was so fucking unlucky.

Big capitalist, who doesn't have a subordinate who does dirty work, it's just that he just let himself meet Sean.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with sending someone to set the fire.

They didn't kill anyone, they were compensated afterwards, and those people earned more.

It's not me who is wrong, it's luck.

"I'll give up the plot." Bertram whispered.

“no，no，no！” Sean waved his hand, "This place is actually a little bit smaller than I'd like, and it's going to be a little bit bigger, and then someone will contact Mr. Bertram and get it all done, and I'd like to see a complete, clean plot." ”

"I'm the one who is most afraid of trouble."

With that, Sean stood up with a smile and nodded to the two of them, turning around and leaving the box.

In the box, the atmosphere is eerily quiet.

Andy Milton looked at Bertram, there were some things he didn't say, but he had doubts before.

It's just that this kind of thing is really caught by someone, and it's really too troublesome.

"Famous Rich Men in Los Angeles Deliberately Set Fire to Homes"

Just think about it, if the news is reported by Sean's media company, Andy will feel dizzy.

I'm afraid that the company will not go bankrupt.

The bigger the company, the less likely it is to do that bullshit.

Many Fortune 500 companies in the United States, and even in the world, will also compromise with local landlords in some places.

They will not hold the 500 strong shelf, and they are not willing to give up any interests.

It's not that I'm afraid of these snakes, but I'm afraid that competitors and other companies will master black materials.

Pay for one's whistle.

Speaking of which, this phenomenon is a bit like animal chess, where elephants are afraid of mice......

……

Hollywood, a conference room at the Four Seasons Hotel.

There were quite a few people in the conference room, all in suits and leather shoes, but they looked strange.

There are many blacks, many Hispanics, and not many whites.

The three sides are distinct, but blacks and Hispanics are vaguely surrounding the white side.

It's not just the situation that's weird, it's the people themselves, and the way they look in suits makes people feel a little awkward.

The sound in the conference room was very noisy, noisy, and from time to time there were scolding and quarrelling.

That is, the sound insulation effect of the door is good, otherwise the entire floor may not be heard.

A group of gang members, most of whom are opponents, and you expect them to be more disciplined, that's complete.

There was a commotion here, and suddenly, the door of the conference room was pushed open again.

Everyone in the conference room was attracted and turned their heads to look over.

I saw a black man in a suit walking in with a smile.

Most of the people here didn't know who the black people were, but the few who did, like the bosses of the Blood Gang and the Cripple Gang, immediately turned their heads and scolded, "Don't fucking argue, shut up." ”

Jonas walked contentedly towards the conference room, followed by a fat white man.

Everyone knows the white fat man, and Cyril, the Irish mafia, is also the initiator of today's meeting.

The reason why the meeting place is at the Four Seasons Hotel is because these guys in other places will feel unsafe and uneasy.

Especially after someone who didn't want to be named blew up the entire hotel at once.

No one would dare to bomb the Four Seasons Hotel.

As soon as Jonas entered, he walked straight to the main seat of the conference room, and sat down unceremoniously regardless of the eyes of the others.

"What, who has an opinion?" Jonas said with a smile after glancing left and right.

If you have an opinion, you must have an opinion, but you must dare to say it.

"It seems that there is none, so well, today's meeting begins." Seeing that everyone didn't speak, Jonas directly took the right to preside over it.

This can be regarded as everyone's acquiescence that Jonas is the strongest.

There is no doubt about that.

"Mr. Cyril." Jonas gestured.

Cyril didn't sit down, but just stood behind Jonas and said: "We, the Irish mafia, voluntarily transferred the territory of Los Angeles and California to Mr. Jonas, and we invite everyone to come over today to be a witness." ”

"From then on, these territories belonged to the Jonas family, and the Irish mafia withdrew from California."

As soon as these words came out, there was a commotion in the conference room.

Although I thought that this scene might occur before I came, I still felt awkward when it happened.

The four gangs looked at each other, scolding in their hearts, you are still not fucking men, he killed so many of you, he didn't want to take revenge, and gave him all the territory, are they fucking pigs!

him!

Kill him!

Say, is he coercing you, if yes, wink!

But no matter what they shouted in their hearts, the truth was a foregone conclusion.

Underground forces, in the final analysis, still have to pay attention to whose fist is bigger.

"It's good to quit, do this business, and live until you retire safely, and live the rest of your life in peace and stability, it's actually good luck, congratulations, Cyril." Jonas said, leading the applause, his eyes sweeping over the faces of everyone in the room.

Whenever he saw it, everyone applauded.

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"It seems that the family has no opinion, that's good, Mr. Cyril, don't send it."

"Thank you, Mr. Jonas, thank you." Cyril breathed a sigh of relief and walked briskly outside.

Walking out of the conference room and hearing the door shut, Cyril suddenly felt isolated from that world.

It's nice to be able to retire and enjoy the rest of your life in peace.

Cyril is gone, the meeting is going on, and Jonas can't find anyone just to justify it.

"Okay, there are no outsiders here, so let's talk about our underground forces, as we all know, if the environment is chaotic, everyone can't do business, so we need a stable social environment."

"Everyone comes out at gunpoint to lick blood, don't tell me for any racial benefit or other noble ideals."

"Knife music, knife music, or fucking knife music." Sean's fingers dotted on everyone's face.

"So, Los Angeles, and indeed the whole of California, have to establish a set of rules, a set of rules that belong to the underground forces." With that, Jonas glanced at everyone.

There was silence in the room, and no one spoke.

Everyone doesn't know what to say.

The things Jonas brought up were so sudden, so sudden that they were unprepared.

Yes, everyone wants to make money, that's for sure, but it's hard to establish rules.

It's not something that can be set as soon as the upper lip touches the lower lip.

Even if they all agree.

"Rules? We have no objection. After a long while, the Italian spoke, "but the question is which organization makes the rules and who enforces them." ”

He's talking about the organization, not the whom.

When Jonas mentions this, the first thing that comes to the mind of the Italians is the 'disciplinary committee' that was once established and ruled by the Italians.

As soon as these words came out, everyone looked at Jonas.

Jonas grinned, without any panic or nervousness, sat leisurely, his gaze swept over everyone's face, "This organization, I make the rules, I enforce them. ”

There was an eerie silence in the meeting room, and everyone's faces were wonderful.

Jonas's tone was too loud and his attitude was too haughty.

No one wants to see this sudden out-of-the-box outsider override everyone.

Of course, I don't want to see it, but no one is the first to stand up against it.

The previous bombing case weighed on everyone's hearts like a mountain.

What's more, everyone knows that there is a protective umbrella on the Jonas family.

The name of the world's number one private military security consulting solution is well known, at least in Los Angeles.

Murderous like hemp.

"If you don't speak, then no one will object." Jonas laughed.

He loved it!

The last time one person spoke, it was Sean who was silent in everyone's eyes.

That was after the complete destruction of the Dimio group.

Now, finally, it was his turn Jonas.

He couldn't have loved it.

As soon as these words came out, everyone was anxious, looking at each other, you look at me, I look at you, and they kept making eye contact.

You're against it.

How don't you want to stand up against it.

You take the lead, I follow.

You take the lead, and I can follow.

You pigs, if you don't object, this thing is done.

is worthy of being mixed in Los Angeles, and his eyes are full of drama.

"Since no one is against it, then ......" Jonas was interrupted before he finished his sentence.

"Wait!" The Italian was the first to lose his breath and shouted.

Jonas's expression suddenly sharpened, and no one objected to Sean's words at the beginning!!

The sharp eyes stared at the Italian, and Jonas was full of murderous energy, and suddenly, everyone in the entire conference room felt a sense of suffocation.

Just because the leaders of the underground forces have killed people doesn't mean they've all killed people.

Jonas directly pulled out his pistol, and pointed the muzzle directly at the Italian, "Okay, you say, I listen, I, Jonas still like democracy!" ”

The Italian's expression froze, and sweat immediately began to form on his head.

Can you put down your gun when you say you like democracy?

This move shocked everyone, this is the Four Seasons Hotel, the world's most famous five-star hotel, and no one has ever fired a gun here.

No one came with guns.

It's useless to bring it.

Just after the Los Angeles riots, eight major companies took the lead, all Hollywood companies funded, and separately hired a 50-member security brigade to live in Hollywood.

Hollywood is not a place outside the law!

There has never been a shortage of gangsters, mainly Italians and Jews.

Especially the Fernando Valley next to it.

The Italian's eyes quickly drifted over everyone's faces, you just fucking pushed me out to talk.

I'm rushing, you guys hurry up!

Everyone's eyes started wandering, you try first, I bet he doesn't have a bullet in his gun.

Fack!

Falk Squid!

The Italian cursed frantically in his heart, but he still squeezed out a smile when he went up, "I want to say that since Mr. Jonas is here to make the rules, then, well, then, we should applaud and welcome, yes, applause!" ”

Finally a good reason came to mind, and the Italians were the first to stand up and applaud wildly.

Everyone: Dog, you're fucking faster than the French surrendered.

Italian: Nonsense, feelings are not that you face death.

It was completely subconscious that he just jumped out, after all, Jonas was black......

Jonas was stunned for a moment, then slapped his gun on the conference table and burst out laughing.

Laughing while looking at the others.

Everyone he saw laughed out loud and stood up and clapped wildly.

While applauding, he cursed others in his heart for being cowardly.

The erector is not enough and strategic.

"Okay, then I'll talk about the rules of the Jonas family." Jonas raised his hand and pressed it, and everyone immediately stopped applauding and sat down.

"Actually, everyone should know the rules of the Jonas family, but since it's the first time I'm anxious about everyone, I'll say it again."

"The basic principle, the Jonas family does not touch the poison."

Everyone rolled their eyes in unison, you guys don't fucking touch it, but the chassis is not less sold, of course, there will really be no more conflicts because of the poison.

In New Jersey, both the police and the F.B.I. turned a blind eye to this.

"Of course, it has nothing to do with everyone, now I'll talk about something related to everyone."

"In the future, the whole state of California, right now, at this moment, will not be allowed to expand any further."

As soon as these words came out, everyone frowned, some were satisfied, and some felt sorry.

This is something that no one thought about before.

I knew it earlier, I would have started a fucking war a long time ago, and I would have grabbed a little bit back.

"Who's in favor, who's against!" Jonas glanced at him.

Everyone looked at each other, and suddenly someone said, "What about the disputed area now, this area is occupied by two or three companies." ”

"All the areas that feel controversial will be reported to me afterwards, and my side will divide them according to the actual situation, but I warn you not to make any small moves for me before the formal division, otherwise it will ......" Jonas looked around, "Otherwise, I am not a judge, and I will not judge who is right and who is wrong." ”

The hearts of the people were cold, and they naturally understood this.

That's normal, underground forces.

"As a supplementary clause for this, if the population in the control area is less than 50,000 and the population in the rich area is less than 10,000, it will face merger in the future."

As soon as these words came out, the faces of two people in the conference room were instantly ugly.

But no one looked at them.

It's not a dinner party, and weakness is the original sin.

"This is no problem for everyone, so for the next item, as the maintenance of order in Los Angeles, the Jonas family will not take the initiative to expand the territory, but, in the whole of Los Angeles, there are several business Jonas families will be fully responsible."

"First, the all-Los Angeles party service and women's business."

"Second, the private lottery business."

"Third, the smuggling of alcohol."

Speaking of the third, everyone in the conference room had different expressions, their eyes wandered, and they stopped talking.

"Well, I fucking know, there's going to be real wine!" Jonas pouted.

Hahahaha, everyone burst out laughing.

The Jonas family started out making fake wine, and their Los Angeles counterparts knew about it.

Legend has it that New Jerseyians never knew what the real wine tasted like, and that it was a desert of alcohol.

There was no objection to Jonas's proposed three franchises.

In the party service industry, the various gangs are very little involved, and there is not much to lose.

Most of these companies are legally registered, of course, this business belongs to the gray industry, and those companies will have their own territory and will also pay some protection fees.

The private color business is similar,All are involved in their respective territories,But because of their own management and reputation problems,The business is also a mess.

The situation of smuggling alcohol is similar, and when they can't get 'copycat' products, the profits are not so big.

Of course, the biggest reason why everyone is willing to give in is that Jonas said that he does not run drugs.

Then, the right to operate the drugs in the original Irish chassis must be ceded.

Although Jonas has to charge a rental fee, the drug profits allow them to easily earn it back.

Speaking of which, it's not a loss.

At this point, the business is settled.

Negotiations with underground forces are a little better, simple and quick.

"Okay, since everyone agrees, then." Jonas stood up and applauded, "I've prepared a banquet and I hope everyone has a good time." ”

……

There are 800 words less, and on Saturday, I am busy, sending my little ancestor to an English cram school in the morning and a football class in the afternoon......