Chapter 490

North America, Vancouver, Canada. Chinatown.

Vancouver is the third largest city in Canada, close to Seattle in the United States. The urban population is less than one million, and the population of the whole Greater Vancouver area is no more than three million.

Chinatown here is the second largest Chinatown in North America. Compared with the Chinatown in San Francisco, it is more pure.

Now that the Chinese Lunar New Year has passed, tonight is the 15th Lantern Festival. The whole Chinatown is full of red festive lanterns, but Zhongshan Park in Chinatown looks a little gloomy.

It's almost midnight. There are no pedestrians on the road. Occasionally, several cars drive slowly. The lights of lanterns are not particularly bright and look hazy.

A luxurious black car drove slowly from the entrance of the block. It didn't turn on the headlights, and even the low beam lights were turned off. It just turned on the side light. With the hazy red light, the car slowly came to a mountain villa next to the park.

This location is the best villa in Chinatown. The house price is the most expensive. If you can have a villa here, you can basically be regarded as a rich person in the whole Vancouver.

The car slowly stopped at the door of the luxury villa, and then got down from the car. A tall, blond young man.

After getting off the car, the young man slowly looked around, then a strange smile appeared at the corners of his mouth, waved the car away, and then he entered the villa door.

After entering the door, at least more than 20 gunmen dressed in black and holding submachine guns were staring at the blonde white man, but the blonde white man didn't care. Through the garden in front of the villa, there was a big dog that looked as fierce as a hill. He didn't know what kind of dog it was. He just lay quietly in the kennel by the door, but he was smelling of wine.

The blonde white man was not afraid of the gunmen, but he was scared to death in the face of the big dog. When he even came to the front, he stopped and took the initiative to bend over the sleeping big dog slightly, and then covered the big dog with his quilt.

The big dog made a snoring sound in his mouth and seemed very dissatisfied with the blonde white man's attitude.

When he got to the villa, the blonde went directly up the huge rotating stairs to the second floor, came to the door of a room, and pushed the door in. There were already several people in the room.

"Arthur, you bastard, come so late."

Arthur smiled and sat down against a strong man with an indifferent expression and a little cold air around him:

"Satan, Dracula, strongen, where's the boss?"

There were three people in the room, and no one paid attention to him. At this time, a young man wrapped in a thick Pajama and with only one head exposed came out of the room trembling.

Four people in the room stood up at once.

Vancouver has a temperate marine climate. It is mild and humid all year round, but the young man is like in ice and snow. He is shivering all over, his face is very pale, and his head is almost a foot long and scattered around his head.

"Hiss! You... Sit down! "

Glancing at the young man, Arthur hesitated and said:

"Boss, why did you call me back in such a hurry? I just got a big deal, a $50 million job. "

Satan snorted coldly:

"If I didn't give it to you, this business should be mine, Arthur, you bastard. In front of me, you've always been a second rate killer."

Arthur was so angry that his face was ugly. He wanted to pull out his gun and shoot several pairs of holes in Satan. He gave Satan a Pooh. Arthur said angrily:

"Damn Satan, I'm the number one killer in the world now."

Satan's face showed a sneer. The young man sitting in the middle showed half his head from his thick pajamas and said with trembling:

"I didn't call you to listen to your quarrel, Arthur. If you don't shut your smelly mouth again, do you believe I'll sew your mouth?"

Arthur quickly closed his mouth and sat down. Looking at the young man's exposed face, he immediately said with surprise:

"God, boss, you look much better today. In a few days, you will recover."

Yang Qiu snorted and said slowly:

"When I call you back today, I have several important things to tell you. You are the only people in my hands. You should remember that we are ordinary people. We can only do ordinary people's things by ordinary people's means. Is it clear?"

Dracula, strongen, Satan and Arthur nodded at the same time.

Yang Qiu seemed to talk too much and coughed directly. Dekula quickly poured a glass of water and respectfully handed it to him. Yang Qiu took two drinks, which calmed down a lot, and then said:

"I want to register a company, an international trading company, a film production company and a security company. I will be responsible for the specific operation. Dracula, you are fully responsible for the film company. The trading company is handed over to Arthur strongen, and you are responsible for the security company."

Dekula and others were stunned. Yang Qiu coughed twice and said faintly:

"In this way, we can pick them up without harming too many people. I'm a field mouse now. We must be careful."

In Yang Qiu's hands, Arthur and Satan have never been seen, and no one can connect them with Yang Qiu at all, while dekula and strongen have never been exposed outside. Dekula is the blood emperor of the blood family, strongen is the wolf God of the wolf family and one of the top three giants of the Dark Alliance.

"Satan, your task is to integrate all the underground gangs in Vancouver and take control of them."

Satan nodded slowly, his eyes narrowed slightly, showing two coldness:

"Do you want me to get rid of those bastards now? Boss? "

Yang Qiu waved weakly, then got up and left:

"Forget it, you can discuss how to do it yourself. By the way, strongen, your security company doesn't want locals. It's better to be retired special forces from Germany and Russia. I can't trust others."

Just at the corner of the street 200 meters away behind Yang Qiu's villa, a lengthened black Bentley car quietly stopped at the roadside. The driver was a tall, two meter tall black man. In the back carriage, there were also two tall black men in suits, all wearing a ring on their fingers.

These three men are all world boxing champions.

A handsome young man with blue eyes and chestnut hair lay obliquely on the seat, staring at the villa in the distance, then picked up a cocktail and drank it gently:

"Where did this guy come from?"

A big black man smiled coldly:

"Boss, I need to...!"

The young man with blue eyes and chestnut hair said quickly:

"I haven't had fun for a long time. I want to play!"