When I woke up in the morning, the beautiful woman around me had already left, and just like last time, Max got up early in the morning and went back to work at the burger restaurant.

Rosen didn't care, he washed up, went to the kitchen to finish Max's breakfast, got dressed and went out, planning to go to Brooklyn to check out the situation on Grove Street, and by the way, go to the burger joint to see the recent business situation.

However, he had just gotten into the car, and before he could start, the mobile phone rang suddenly, and Rosen picked it up and looked at it, and found that it was Max's number, and thought that the other party had left something here, and when he put it in his ear to answer, he heard a noise on the other end of the phone, accompanied by several gunshots.

"Rosen, I don't have time to explain, Carl, the little gangster from last time, is here again."

Max was concise and quick to explain the situation, "He came and said he had something important to see you, but then a car followed, and the occupants got out of the car and shot!" ”

"Hold on, Max, I've hidden some guns in the burger joint, Han knows where, let him bring it to that Carl, hold it off until I arrive!"

Lawson comforted him, and immediately started the car, slammed on the accelerator and rushed all the way to the burger restaurant.

At the same time, his heart was on fire for nothing, he had just hit the idea of Grove Street, and before he could do it, that little gangster Karl had caused him so much trouble.

However, how to deal with it later, the top priority is to solve this matter as soon as possible, so as to avoid worse results.

Brooklyn.

Wallace Burger Joint.

Driving a Toyota, Lawson quickly came here, he didn't rush forward, first observed the situation outside.

It's clear that the burger joint has been besieged by a group of thugs, dressed in a uniform style of purple outfit, who also seem to belong to some unknown gang.

Rosen also probably knew what was going on, it was nothing more than a fight between gangs, which happened three or four times occasionally in the chaotic Brooklyn district, although it was not very common.

Pulling open the storage box in front of the passenger seat, Lawson took out the Glock No. 34 pistol placed inside, pulled the car door and got out of the car and walked in the direction of the burger restaurant.

This blatant behavior, of course, attracted the attention of the gangsters, who cursed and foul language, gestured with weapons in their hands, and threatened Rosen not to come any closer.

However, where would Rosen talk nonsense with this group of scum, he raised his pistol, pulled the trigger again and again, and almost in the blink of an eye, a dozen thugs were lying on the ground, and the large hole in his forehead flowed red cloudy liquid, adding a different color to the earth.

Dealing with these damn flies, Rosen didn't enter the burger shop, he knew that it was impossible for the New York police to turn a blind eye to such a big movement, and they would definitely send someone to investigate, and the sensitivity of his identity made him unsuitable for that kind of occasion, how to deal with the police or hand it over to Han, the manager of the burger shop.

After all, when the other party was hired in the first place, wasn't it used to solve similar things, oh, and tell Han not to forget to claim compensation from the insurance company, Lawson paid a lot of premiums, and now it's time for that group of vampires to bleed.

Straight back to his car, Lawson sat in the driver's seat, pulled out his mobile phone and called Boris.

"yes, I'm Lawson, I need some cleaners, it's Wallace's burger in Brooklyn, you say it's free? No, I don't need it, I still have the money. ”

Hanging up, Rosen typed another phone number into the keypad, called Max who had spoken before, and asked her to pass the call to Carl, who was hiding in the burger restaurant.

"Listen, Carl Johnson, I don't care why you're here with me......"

"I can explain, Mr. Rosen!"

"Shut up, listen to me, wait a while and take your group of so-called good brothers in the family to this address, I'll only give you thirty minutes, understand?"

"I see, Mr. Rosen."

On the other end of the phone, Carl broke out in a cold sweat and swallowed and spit, he was really frightened, and unconsciously agreed.

Of course, he didn't dare to go back, the tragic death of the Burroughs gangsters was just around the corner, and Carl didn't think that with his current family power, he could make any decent resistance in front of that man.

Without bothering the two masters, Carl's mobile phone had long been lost, so he had to borrow it from Max again and call his brother Sweet Johnson.

"Hi Sweet, it's me Carl, yes, Carl Johnson."

After a few conversations with his brother Sweet and making sure that his mother and sister were safe and sound, Carl finally breathed a sigh of relief and began to get down to business.

"There's a guy who, uh, let's put it that way, will bring you to this address later."

On the other end of the line, Sweet couldn't hear clearly, "Hey, Carl, I don't have time to mess around with you, the big boss was arrested by the strip, my uncle was shot dead by a traitor, and now the whole Grove Street is in chaos, and the Burroughs are stealing our territory everywhere, and even the Mexican bastards who can only do it are coming to join in the fun!" ”

"But, Sweet, this matter is really important, trust me, okay, even this once!"

Carl was still trying to persuade him, but it was good that he didn't mention it, and Sweet blew up in an instant at the mention of it.

"Trust you, Carl?! You promised me to take care of my family, but what did you do, you actually took Brian to the firefight, and let him be beaten to death by the Burroughs bastards, that is our youngest brother, how can you do that! ”

"Hey, I know it's all my fault, but let's talk about these things later, when the time comes, you can shoot me and let me bury Brian!"

Carl was also angry, and yelled into the microphone of his mobile phone, "Again, if all our family members can't show up in thirty minutes, just wait to collect the corpses of the whole family!" ”

On the other end of the phone, hearing Carl's words so heavy, Sweet finally calmed down a little, "Is it really that serious?" More urgent than solving the troubles of the Burroughs? ”

"Listen, Sweet, maybe I'm a bastard who killed my brother."

Sweet relented, and Carl's tone became gentle again, "But I'll never joke about my family's safety, understand?" ”

After a moment of silence, Sweet's voice finally came from the phone, "Give me the address, Carl, I'll let a few trusted juniors take care of this matter, and I'll take Smock and them over soon." ”

"Okay, Sweet, remember to be there within thirty minutes."

Finally able to convince his irascible brother, Karl breathed a sigh of relief, hung up the phone, and forced a smile back to Max.

Next, he had to rush to the agreed address, and although he didn't know what the man was looking for him, it wasn't necessarily all bad.