Night.

The city of Medellín is drowsy, and there is an eerie and tense atmosphere on the road.

The corpses of the homeless were strewn across the streets, their faces frozen in pain and horror, as if at the last moment, they could not believe that fate could be so cruel, and in the silence of the night, there would be bursts of gunfire from time to time, no one knew the source of the gunshots, and no one dared to explore, the inhabitants of this area have long been accustomed to this turbulent environment.

And on this muddy street, a high-end luxury car worth hundreds of thousands of dollars suddenly drove out, and the headlights pierced the darkness on the road, and also illuminated the frozen corpses on the side of the road.

Carlos glanced at the dirty and dilapidated streets with disgust, although he grew up here, but compared to the backward and dilapidated hometown, he longed for the luxury life of the big city, he had already made up his mind, and after following Pablo to earn a few more years of business, he would change his identity and immigrate to the United States!

Sunny beaches, luxury cruise ships and bikini beauties, that kind of drunken life is what he, a big DU owl, should enjoy.

Boom!

Suddenly, a gunshot shattered his beautiful illusions about the future.

He looked at the car window without panic, a shallow crater popped out of the bulletproof glass, as a DU owl with many enemies, how could he not have a little means to prevent assassination?

This bulletproof car was booked by him in the United States at a great price, and ordinary bullet shots simply could not penetrate its glass and doors!

He coldly glanced at the dark street, although he didn't know where the killer shot the bullet, but since he dared to assassinate him, the other party would definitely not give up so well.

Carlos whispered to the driver in front of him, "Speed up and get out as soon as possible!" ”

After receiving his order, the car instantly sped up, and at this moment, a series of bullets hit the door of the back seat of his car one after another, and several masked men in combat uniforms rushed out of the shops on the street, each of them holding a submachine gun aimed at him, and the bullets vented out of the muzzle of the gun without money!

Under the baptism of this round of gunfire, the door was instantly knocked in, and the windows were cracked one after another, but the car drove away from this section of the street at a rapid speed in a few seconds.

Carlos held his hand to the crater on the glass with palpitations, and scolded hatefully: "Call Gacha, who is so bold to Chacha!" How dare you come and assassinate me?! ”

Just as he finished speaking, a muck truck full of earth at the intersection rushed towards him at full speed, and under Carlos's terrified gaze, the muck truck slammed into them!

At the same time, the same assassinations were happening in every corner of the city, but in different ways.

Following.

Boston, in a suburban estate.

The halls of the manor are richly decorated with classical charms, with high ceilings, dark gold walls and ornate chandeliers.

However, contrary to this ornate decoration, in the middle of the hall is a quaint long black table, which stands in the center like an island.

At this time, there were more than a dozen people sitting on both sides of the long table, their expressions were different, some were indifferent, some were anxious, some were restless, and some were gloomy.

At this time, a violent slapping of the table interrupted the contemplation of everyone at the table, Pablo really couldn't control the inner uneasiness, not only did he not see Zheng Jirong who was captured by his subordinates as expected after he got off the plane, but since last night, none of his confidants and even family members in Medellín could be called, and he suddenly lost any contact with his home camp.

"Where the hell is the Elder?!"

Pablo got up angrily and shouted at the butler at the door, "And the new director from the east?" Where is he?! ”

"Pablo, you should be more respectful of the elders instead of shouting rudely like you are now." Gianna said to him.

"Hehe, it's not your turn to speak here", Pablo glanced disdainfully at the woman who spoke, the Antonio family is really getting more and more wasteful, and now it is the turn of the woman to be in charge.

At this time, a deep voice came from the position next to the table, "Shut up, this is not the place for you to quarrel. ”

Hearing this, Pablo glared at Gianna and sat back in her seat.

A few minutes later, while everyone else was waiting impatiently, the main entrance of the hall opened again, and a tall oriental man walked in with a smile on his face.

"Hahaha, I'm really embarrassed", Zheng Jirong looked at everyone's gaze and grinned: "I've developed the habit of not liking to arrive early on Hong Kong Island, but I didn't expect to come overseas and still haven't been able to change back, I don't think everyone minds, right?" ”

As soon as his words fell, another voice came from outside the hall, "Since Mr. Zheng is here, hurry up and take a seat, now there is a shortage of one." ”

The elder walked in from the inner hall with a blank face, looked at him and raised his hand and said.

"Of course."

Zheng Jirong walked to the long table, looked at the people with different looks on both sides with a smile, and when he saw a curly-haired man on the table looking at him with angry eyes, his heart moved, and he deliberately sat next to him.

When Pablo saw that he had taken the initiative to sit beside him, and after glaring at him, he stopped paying attention to him, but turned his eyes to the elder at the head of the table with hatred.

After everyone was seated, the elder slowly spoke: "I have come here to inform you that the thirteenth seat of the council has been selected, and Mr. Cheng Kai Wing from Hong Kong Island will fill it. ”

He pointed to Zheng Jirong, who was smiling and silent in his seat, and introduced: "Mr. Zheng has more than 30,000 registered gangs on Hong Kong Island, and he also has a group that provides tens of thousands of jobs, and is worth more than 800 million US dollars, so he is the best choice for Asian directors." ”

"Hey, $800 million."

When Pablo heard this, he sneered disdainfully, "Elder, under your leadership, the level of our council has become lower and lower. ”

Hearing his words, the other people at the table were a little speechless, the assets of the serious Hi Gang Association, which can have 800 million US dollars, are actually very high, after all, their means of making money are not as simple and rude as these DU owls.

"Pablo, what do you mean?" The elder asked with a gloomy face.

"I'm just talking about things," Pablo said, biting his cigar, "The twelve seats on the council haven't changed over the years, which one is not the hegemon?" As a result, you said you wanted to add a seat with a big mouth, and you don't want the candidate we recommend, so you have to choose yourself, and the result is such a little kid in his twenties, and he is a ZG person, and I don't know if it's a GCD person, are you playing with us? ”

Hearing this, the elder said in a deep voice: "I have seen Mr. Zheng's strength with my own eyes, and he is definitely qualified to sit in this position. ”

"That's so, but after all, he's a ZG person," a Canadian leader of the Angels of Hell glanced at Zheng Jirong and said, "We are not all the way to that feudal and backward country. ”

"Mr. Cheng is a native of Hong Kong Island, not a GCD." The elder patiently explained.

"That's right", Gianna also echoed: "Mr. Zheng's underground forces are second to none in the whole of Asia, and GCD can only say that you think too much, which GCD will be a hi society?" There is no point in you being entangled like this. ”

When the head of the Mexican Gang heard this, he said: "I don't care what kind of blood he is or what country he is from, as long as he can sell my goods to his territory, then I will support him as a director." ”

"No need to say more", Pablo got up and said after hearing their words: "According to what you mean, as long as the strength is enough, I can help everyone, and I can do anything, then is my strength enough?!" Can I help you enough?! ”

"What the hell are you trying to say?" The elder asked, narrowing his eyes.

Pablo did not answer him, but continued to say to the crowd: "In terms of strength, I have tens of thousands of armed forces in Colombia, and these people are not some gangsters who use knives and cut people, but can carry guns and fire cannons. ”

"In terms of status, I work in hundreds of thousands of jobs in my factory in Medellín, and every day I am called on TV to become president of Colombia."

"If you talk about money, I will have more, who doesn't know that I am worth tens of billions of dollars, I think Elder, your money is not as much as mine."

"I have joined the council for so many years, as long as a member of the council asks me for something, I have not properly helped him do it!"

He pointed to a few people on the table, and then said: "As long as someone on the council takes the goods from me, I give the lowest price in the industry, and everyone has made hundreds of millions of dollars in my place over the years, in the words of their Orientals, I think I have no credit and hard work." ”

"So I just want to know!"

Pablo looked at the elder and said in a deep voice, "You guy hasn't done anything, why have you been sitting in the position of elder for so long?" ”

The atmosphere in the hall fell silent instantly, and even Zheng Jirong looked at Pablo with a strange expression, always feeling that he had seen this scene somewhere, and the person who said this seemed to be killed by his own hands in the end.

"Hahahahaha"

Just as everyone was stunned and pondering, a burst of laughter broke the grim atmosphere on the table.

Zheng Jirong clapped his hands and smiled: "Wonderful, it's so exciting!" ”

Pablo looked at Zheng Jirong, who was cheering for him, and asked in surprise, "You support me as an elder of the council?" ”

"No, no, no", Zheng Jirong immediately shook his head and smiled: "I only agree with half of what you said just now, the position of the elder should indeed be rotated, but you"

He said disdainfully: "A puppy who sells DU products is not worthy of sitting in that position." ”

"What did you say?!"

Pablo pointed at Zheng Jirong and shouted angrily: "Who gave you the courage to evaluate me, who do you think you are?!" Chink, who doesn't have long eyes, go back to your dirty and backward country! ”

Syllable!

Zheng Jirong couldn't hold back the anger in his heart anymore, he suddenly grabbed Pablo's neck and smashed him on the table!

Under the stunned gazes of the people around him, Zheng Jirong picked up the table knife on the table and plunged it into his neck, and slowly cut his head along the knife edge

Blood sprayed on Zheng Jirong's face, he continued the movements in his hand expressionlessly, and looked up at the people on the table and said coldly: "I have always supported freedom of speech without taboos, but"

"If I hear any more of you dare to insult my bloodline, race, and country, this will be the end."

He held up Pablo's severed head, looked around at the crowd and asked, "So, if you bastards have anything else to say?" ”

“Now Is The F**king Time！！！”

(End of chapter)