Although the death toll of gang members is high, it has not risen to the limit, and the New York police only regard it as a relatively large-scale fight between the gangs, and this month is the third time.

Not unusual.

As the sun fell, the three of them stood in a manor, kneeling in front of them an old Italian man with a calm expression, but his face was covered in blood and his body was shaky.

"The mafia won't let you go!"

The man in front of him gritted his teeth and said.

"Trust me, it won't be long before the mafia will kneel in front of me like you, let's talk about business, they say you're the boss of Queens, I want to work with you."

Luke smiled.

"Cooperation?"

The man sneered, his gaze swept over the floor of the bedroom, and there were scattered people lying on the ground, these were his elite and henchmen.

"You disgusting guys are worthy of it?"

Luke raised an eyebrow, and Victor took a step forward, his face very ugly.

"Well, it looks like we need to raise a new person, and I'll leave it to you, Victor."

Luke patted Victor on the shoulder, and Victor nodded and walked into the man with a sinister smile.

Luke turned around and left with Logan.

"We killed a lot of people yesterday!"

Logan was a little unhappy.

Luke glanced at the gorgeous manor and said, "They are all bad people, they sell medicines, smuggle people, and do all kinds of evil. ”

"And you sympathize with them? Broken head? ”

"Some of them may be innocent!"

Logan said with a stiff neck.

"Go and ask the maid here, if there is an innocent one of these dead people, I will cut off the head for you."

Luke said bluntly.

is still innocent, Luke himself doesn't dare to say that he is innocent, besides, these gangsters can get to this position, and really no one is killed?

Laugh!

This is a serious gangster, and killing someone is considered a vote!

Not everyone in the manor is dead, just like the maid Luke said, she didn't die, this Italian mafia leader actually raised a team of maids in the manor, too envious, no, too sinful!

Logan was silent.

"I know you hate killing, but you can't overdo it, bad people must die, good people can live."

With that, Victor also walked out from behind him and nodded slightly to Luke, indicating that it had been resolved.

Logan sighed, agreeing with Luke's statement.

"Okay, before the police come, you go to the military headquarters to report, determine who is the local direct commander, ask him out, and we can have a good talk."

Victor nodded, "Understood, I'll take care of this!" ”

Luke smiled, Victor and Logan were actually not the best people to do this, but there was no one around, so they could only make do with it first.

Driving the car in the manor, Logan and Victor go to the military headquarters to report, and Luke changes his clothes and reappears on the street.

After a night of inquiry, the current gang forces have not been integrated, most of them are divided by administrative districts, and the Italian just now is a senior leader of the mafia, and their headquarters are far away in Europe, even if they want to support, it is not so easy.

The richest part of Manhattan is controlled by the Judah Chamber of Commerce and the local New York consortium, and there are few gangs, but they are indeed the strongest.

Brooklyn has no obvious gang bosses, most of them are scattered into a pot of porridge, because of the large population, the various gangs are also extremely complex, Chinese gangs, German refugees, and other minority small gangs gather again, and it is far more difficult to control this place than to control Queens.

Of course, the above is only to mention a few of the larger gangs, when World War II broke out, and all kinds of fleeing European refugees also turned into gangsters or dignitaries lurking in the United States.

It seems to be good, but in fact it is mixed.

Moreover, Luke also found out that the bosses of some gangs, or the boss's subordinates, also have the shadow of mutants.

Less, but absolutely.

There are many rumors, some say that those people were arrested by the government, some say that they entered politics, and so on.

"It's a pity that I don't have mental ability, otherwise it would be much more convenient to find mutants."

Luke sighed and walked towards the bank with a box of gold nuggets.

Flushing is the largest and most Chinese-like Chinatown in Queens.

Japanese, East Asians, Chinese, and people from India and other places have a large yellow race.

Pushing open the doors of the bank, he skillfully made an appointment with the manager of the bank, and ten minutes later, a man named Maud Barrett received Luke.

Although he was a little confused, he still led Luke into the members' room with a smile on his face.

"Hello, Mr. Luke, what do you need to do?"

Maud said with a smile on her face.

Luke placed the box on the table and pushed it in front of him, "A bank card, and exchange these things for money." ”

Maud opened the box with some curiosity, and for a moment, the dazzling golden light made him lose his mind for a moment, and then reluctantly closed the box.

Taking a deep breath, "Sorry sir, I think you should go to the jewelry store, not the bank, we can't exchange this thing for money." ”

After speaking, he also carefully looked at Luke's dress and appearance.

"Think of a way, there should be a lot of gold sent over later, even if you can't help it, the boss behind you should have it."

"My boss?"

Maude wiped the sweat from her head and said with a smile: "My boss's temper is not very good, let's talk about gold." ”

"You are two and I are eight, and there will be income in the future."

Luke said casually.

Maude's eyes tightened, this box of gold is really a lot!

"I'm going to think about it!"

Maude hesitated, wondering if he could lower the price.

"If it doesn't work, don't force it, I can change to the bank next door."

Luke said all that he was referring to.

The bank next door was run by Jews, and on Wall Street it was against the owner of this bank.

"Hahaha, the gentleman laughed. Two percent is enough, but it will take some time. ”

Maud rubbed her hands together and said.

"How long?"

"You can come and get it the day after tomorrow."

The gold was exchanged for money, and by the way, the identity of this person was checked, Maude said secretly in his heart.

Luke nodded and tossed a card over, "This is my address, send someone to deliver it when you're ready." ”

Maud was stunned for a moment and looked down.

【Hercules Elvis】

【XX 3rd Avenue, 12th Street, Queens】

Isn't this the territory of the Italians?

Maud looked up and saw that Luke had long since left.

I had to leave in a hurry with a card and a suitcase, and this morning, the leader of the Italians was killed, and the news was released by the police.

There's a ruthless guy in New York this time!

Luke walked out of the bank door and wandered around Chinatown, his eyes were all familiar faces, which made Luke a little distracted.

Before I knew it, I walked into a Japanese-style izakaya.

There weren't many people inside, most of them were in pairs, and when Luke walked into the house, a flower girl in a kimono walked over.

A large part of her breasts and thighs are exposed, and although her steps are tight, her skirt is also shaking.

"すみ末せん、何を食べ末すか"

(Excuse me, what do you want to eat?) ）

Luke frowned slightly, and the woman immediately changed to English, and asked Luke bluntly what he needed.

Luke clicked something from memory, and the woman walked away with small steps.

In the United States, hatred of the Japanese was more serious than hatred of the Chinese at this time, mainly because of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.

At present, Japan's influence in the United States has shrunk by a large margin, and not only is it bullied on weekdays, but even the Japanese are gradually losing their right to speak at some high-level levels.

As a result, most of the Japanese fled into Chinatown.

This is to settle down a bit.

After a while, the meal came up, and looking at the half-cooked dishes, Luke frowned and slowly drank sake.

"Bang!"

The door was kicked open with a thud.

A few tall and strong men walked in, two, led by a German, with the same moustache as the Führer, all of whom were very unpopular outside.

The mustache patted the black man's chest, and the big man kicked over the stool in front of him and shouted stiffly: "Protection fee!" ”

(Pay the protection fee!) ）

The kimono waiter, who was standing not far away, immediately trotted backwards and saw the waiter leave.

The trio laughed and then started randomly beating up the other Japanese who were eating, and Luke laughed and continued to drink sake.

Eat and watch the play, the classic repertoire.

"Yaga!"

An angry curse came from behind, and Luke looked up, it was a woman's voice.

I saw a group of Japanese people coming out from behind, led by a woman with a katana in her hand, followed by several men dressed as samurai, each with a fierce momentum.

As soon as the four or five big men came out, the German trio was a little inadequate.

Although his face was a little dignified, he still took out a pistol from his waist, aimed at the woman in charge, and shouted: "Give me money!" ”

The woman is also dressed in a kimono, with red cherry blossoms and blue sea fish printed on it, and her skin is particularly white, but it looks a bit like the black-haired Nicole Robin.

It's like One Piece Wano Country.

A group of people with knives, a group of people with guns, and the smile on Luke's face could hardly be hidden.

In Europe, you can see living Germans, and it is still under such special circumstances.

Luke silently leaned back, shielding the corners of his mouth with a wine bottle, squinting at the battle between the two sides.

The appearance of the pistol made the Japanese a little flustered, and some people's eyes kept looking at the woman, could it be that she also had a gun under her clothes?

The woman suddenly glanced at Luke, and then her figure moved, the long knife waved in the air, and Luke's childhole naturally contracted, so she could barely see the woman's movements, and she took three steps in a row, and cut off the German's right hand with the gun, and the tip of the knife was picked, and the black pistol was held by the woman.

The German mustache was carried out by two black men holding his arms, but Luke slowly got up, the woman's movements just now were a little wrong.

Looking at the progress bar lit up above the woman's head, Luke's smile became more and more unbridled.