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New York Mafia.

"How's that guy Frank?" Rubiru, the leader of the Black Hand Gang, asked.

"Boshi, he hasn't breathed yet, this kid is very hard." The deputy leader of the Black Hand Gang, Siano, replied.

"Then help him, after all, life is so hard, it's better to see God as soon as possible." Rubiro said coldly.

"Otherwise, how can a big drama continue. Are our people ready? ”

"Boss, I understand, that's the arrangement. Our twenty gunmen have long been ready, waiting for them to lose and act immediately, and New York must be the world of our mafia. Siano said with some excitement.

The boss just gave Frank that idiot a light to light the fuse, and now it seems that this kid has done a really good job, pushing the Chinese and Irish gangs to the brink of life and death.

The New Yorks don't need so many rivals, especially the entrenched mafia, who have been eyeing two old rivals for a long time.

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Harlem.

Jimmy and his four men drive to a red, dilapidated building, where garbage and graffiti on the exterior walls of the road show that this is not a good place to go.

Jimmy pulls the car in front of the building, pulls the door and gets out of the car, throwing a parabola from the cigarette butt in his mouth.

Four big men in black suits surrounded him as he got out of the car, and Jimmy turned his head to look around, "Let's go, let's go up." ”

The faces of the four big men showed joy.

Here is a happy nest for them to help, this time they are not only collecting monthly cases, but everyone can also live happily, which is the beauty difference that everyone is looking forward to.

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"Is that the fat man?" In a corner upstairs, Song Tiecheng, who was wearing a monkey-faced mask, said to a brother from the Chinese Gang beside him. "Yes, it's the fat man with the red tie."

Song Tiecheng nodded, set up the M1903 rifle in his hand, aimed at the fat man's head with a red tie, and shot without hesitation.

The gun rang out and the head exploded.

4 strong men in black suits were splashed with things, hurriedly took out the left wheel and looked around, Song Tiechengli ignored them, skillfully disassembled the m1903, put it in a cloth bag at hand, put on a peaked cap, and left the scene separately with the brothers of the Hua Gang, took off the monkey face and put a new layer of black mask on the face, walked downstairs quickly, got into a car parked next to it and drove away.

When he passed by the Hudson River, he stopped and threw the contents of the cloth bag into the river, changed into his usual suit, and Shi Shiran drove around a few blocks back to the rental car shop in Chinatown and returned the car.

There are at least hundreds of various criminal cases in Harlem every year, and Jimmy's eucalyptus, if no one from the Irish Gang reports it, it will basically end here, but after this kind of boss is killed, they are usually not busy reporting it, but how to get to the top first.

Sure enough, on the same day, after several bloody new fights in the Irish Gang, Capone from Brooklyn stepped on a few fresh competitors and successfully ascended to the position, and Jimmy's matter had directly designated the enemy as the Chinese Gang.

If Capone wants to truly stand in the position of the new boss, he must respond to the Chinese gang, otherwise he will never be at peace in the gang, and he may face new competitors at any time.

After all, it is the boss who can be several blocks in line with the top, and Capone only kills the two neighborhood bosses who pose the greatest threat.

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William Zhou, as the new boss of the New York Hall, is very careful when entering and appearing, and will definitely not set foot in an unfamiliar neighborhood at this stage, not to mention, and there are seven or eight brothers around him at any time.

After Jimmy was killed, the Irish Gang had already released a word of tit for tat and an eye for an eye, and it was almost self-evident who they were targeting.

This kind of thing doesn't need any evidence at all.

"Can't those mysterious masters invited by the old man really be my bodyguards for a while?" William Zhou sat in his own tea restaurant, and after taking a sip of brandy, he stared at Mr. Song Changxing, the white fan next to him, and asked.

"Yes, the old man refused." Song Changxing shook his head and said. "I heard Brother Jie say that these masters are elusive, and basically no one around the old man has seen their true faces.

And the old man also strictly forbids anyone to inquire about this matter, it seems that this is one of the old man's new hole cards, I feel that the old man returned to China from the country to bring back the master. I also heard that the old man has sent a group of elites to train in secret.

So, the good news is that our gang is starting to grow at a visible rate. ”

"But it doesn't have much to do with the change in my situation." William Zhou said with a sad face, "The elite of the old man is not willing to be by my side, I am a live target now, and I may be killed by the Irish gang at any time." ”

If it were any other time, William Zhou would have died of laughter if he could be the hall master of the New York Hall.

You must know that this is the lobby of one of the best Chinese gangs in the Americas, and the three places of New York, Los Angeles and San Francisco are very considerable.

However, he Zhou William is now in danger, and he has not yet enjoyed the blessings, but he has been chased and killed as a dog.

Now except for Chinatown, William Chou doesn't go anywhere, he doesn't want to be the target of the Irish gang doglegs roaming the streets.

Chinatown is the base camp, with many eyeliners and strong support, and William Zhou feels a little safe when he stays here. If he had gone elsewhere, he would have felt that someone was watching him with ill intentions at any time.

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For William Zhou, this kind of fearful day doesn't know how long it will last, anyway, in his opinion, if he doesn't completely kill the Irish Gang, this day will not be able to live.

"Hall Master, you don't have to be so pessimistic now. The old man didn't mean to throw you out as a shield, but to give you a chance seriously. If you think about it, if it's seniority, this time it may not be your turn to take the position.

It is precisely because of the dangerous situation after taking the position this time that several old people in the gang took the initiative to let Xian by themselves, although there are some risks. But the benefits are also high. You must know that this time the Chinese Gang of all America will hold a conference in New York, we are landlords, and there are many opportunities to show your face, so it can be said that if your performance is good this time, it will be a foothold within our Chinese Gang.

So when it comes to crisis, it's really dangerous with great opportunities. Song Changxing has a relatively long-term view.

"Besides, as long as you don't leave Chinatown, the Irish Gang can't help you. What's more, when it's time for the party, the forces of our Chinese gang gather together, which one can stop it at that time? Maybe we can borrow a knife to kill those families! ”

Hearing Song Changxing say this, William Zhou felt that he was finally a little relieved. If it weren't for this, it would be really uncomfortable to be stared at as prey all day long.

It's just that he can't hide and be invisible, and he is looked down upon.

After taking office, he had to go in and out of Chinatown every day, and it seemed that the Chinese gang did not take the threat of the Irish gang in their eyes at all.

Today, however, the situation seemed to have changed, and by noon a succession of six cars were speeding from the street to the café, and then suddenly braking at the door, and then four or five big men poured out of each car, one by one, with their hands in their arms, and rushed into the café quickly.

Then he took out the revolver from his arms and shot at Song Changxing's group of people inside, without hesitation!

"Hall Master, you withdraw first! Go to the old man, we'll deal with them here first! Looking at the people rushing in, Song Changxing suddenly slipped and fell to the ground, overturned and moved a table to block his figure, and shouted loudly to William Zhou.

After saying that, he took out the revolver and began to fight back.

The bodyguards beside William Zhou were not hit, and they all followed Song Changxing's example and toppled the table and began to fight back, and the few customers in the tea restaurant collapsed to the ground one by one in fright.

For a while, the guns in the tea restaurant were loud, and more than 20 Irish gunmen launched a fierce attack on William Zhou and these people!

Although Song Changxing asked William Zhou to retreat for help, but at this moment, how could William Zhou run away, seeing that several people around him had fallen, he took out his gun and shook his hand at a gunman is two guns!

Immediately solve one, "Zhou Hu, you go and call someone, we are here to top!" William Zhou turned to the counter with an arrow step, and used the cover of the counter to start shooting non-stop with the gunners of the Irish Gang!

Zhou Hu retreated to a window in the tea restaurant while fighting, and took advantage of the opportunity when Meng Lie opened fire to force several gunmen to bow their heads and hide behind the table, suddenly got up and smashed the glass with his elbow, and then turned over and went out!

The moment he rolled over, an Irish gunner shot him in the left shoulder, dripping with blood.

However, Zhou Hu didn't care about these things at all now, and got up and ran desperately towards the entrance of his house.

Along the way, the heart-piercing pain of the wound and a large amount of blood loss made Zhou Hu quickly stagger, and he couldn't support it anymore, he gritted his teeth and rushed forward.

The fierce gunfire had actually alarmed Chinatown a long time ago, and before Zhou Hu could run back for help, someone naturally reported the matter of the tea restaurant to Mr. Situ, who was sitting in Tangkou.

"Situ Jie, it's time for your team to make a move, don't let any of them go!" Mr. Situ's face sank, he really didn't expect that his opponent would dare to come to his base camp, and when he turned his head, he ordered a young man beside him.

This is a nephew of his cousin's family, one of the squad leaders of the twenty people in this training, and he happened to be on duty with nine people in turn today.

"Yes, uncle!" Situ Jie didn't ask how many enemies there were at all, after Song Tiecheng tempered them, they were full of confidence one by one, and each of them carried two 1911 pistols with him, compared to the revolver, this kind of gun is more lethal and faster to change bullets!

The 10 of them sped away at a speed of 100 meters at the place where the gunshots rang out, and when they met Zhou Hu on the way, Situ Jie only glanced at him, and continued to move forward without saying a word.

They came at the right time, William Zhou and they went through a shootout, and now William Zhou and Song Changxing are still relying on the counter to make the last stubborn resistance!

The rest of the people were either killed or seriously injured and lost the ability to resist, but as soon as Situ Jie and the others arrived, they saw that they were very tacitly divided into three strands, surrounding the two exits of the tea restaurant and a window.

It happened to be in the direction of the buttocks of the Irish gunners, and I saw them half-crouching and dodge into the house, holding two guns at the gunners in a continuous burst of shooting, and on the spot, four or five gunmen were punched out of their bodies with several large holes and lay in pools of blood.

After Situ Jie quickly finished shooting the two magazines, he inserted the empty gun back into his waist with his left hand, and ejected the empty magazine with a shake of his right hand, and took out the magazine with his left hand to reload it, and then continued to shoot at another gunman hiding behind the table, until the bullets ran out and stopped and continued to change the magazine.

If Gao Jianwu was at the scene, he would definitely shout Brother Pony!

Because of this shooting habit and action, it is too similar to the heroic nature of the little horse brother he saw in later generations, and in front of a person, Situ Jie didn't think about saving bullets at all, and directly emptied a magazine before he was willing to stop!

Although this is a bit wasteful, every time Situ Jie has to torture his opponent to death!

The efficiency is high, which is much stronger than William Zhou's bang-bang bang for half a day.

Although the training time is not too long, the intensity of the training is a lot, and everyone has to shoot thousands of bullets a day, and after this kind of training, they are all reborn one by one, and the 50-meter range pistol shooting humanoid target has long been a hundred shots.

What's more, in a narrow place like a tea restaurant, when all ten team members joined the battle group, in less than three minutes, Situ Jie's team directly killed the remaining dozen or so Irish gunners!

On his side, he only paid for the minor injuries of two team members!

Their strong combat power made William Zhou and Song Changxing a little dumbfounded.

Especially Song Changxing, he is familiar with Situ Jie, you must know that not long ago, when they participated in the selection, Song Changxing and Situ Jie were similar, but Situ Jie won slightly and was selected for the training team.

Who knew that in the past few days, Song Changxing found that he was very different from Situ Jie.

"Brother Jie, it's a good thing that you came, otherwise the brothers would all be hanging here today." Song Changxing escaped, and now he was also afraid for a while, he got out of the counter and ran to Situ Jie's side. "Let's see which brothers have escaped, and we'll rush to the hospital."

There are very few survivors, after all, when the Irish gunners came over, they were all prepared, and the number of people exceeded that of William Zhou and them by nearly three times, except for Zhou Hu, who went to ask for help, now there are Song Changxing and William Zhou, who are also wounded, and have been shot a few times in their arms and legs.

It's just that they didn't hit the vital point, so the two of them could support each other until Situ Jie came over for reinforcements.

After searching and replenishing the guns of the dying and struggling gunmen, Situ Jie and the others helped Zhou William and Song Changxing, two wounded, and carried the brothers who were unfortunately killed.

When they were far away, the official was late, and their scalps were numb as they looked at the corpses of the gunmen all over the ground.

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