Empire State Building, New York.
After a long, high scream, there was only a heavy gasp in the ornate room.
After getting out of bed and putting on a bath towel, Li Zitao poured a glass of juice for Juliana and prepared himself a whisky with ice.
"Do you really want to transform the hell kitchen?" After calming down her breath, Juliana sipped with her juice.
"Well, land prices in Manhattan won't fall, so why not?" Li Zitao asked jokingly.
"It's very troublesome there. Do you know where the contraband from other places to New York ends up?"
Juliana handed him the empty cup, wrapped her graceful figure in a quilt, put her hands around her knees and said to him, "there, hell kitchen, it's a transit station for all things, opium, smuggling, weapons, population..."
Li Zitao was a bit surprised to hear that, but she didn't expect that she would also know something about the hell kitchen.
"Don't worry, I'll find some old friends to deal with it. As long as we give them enough benefits, nothing can't be sold." Li Zitao hugged her fragrant shoulder and said with a smile.
It's almost time. After washing in the bathroom, Li Zitao changes into a light suit and leaves the apartment. He's going to meet his old friends.
Nuki Thompson, king of Atlantic City, chairman of the Mafia Committee, was the most influential figure in the US gangsters during the prohibition period.
But now he looks more like a rigid, narrow-minded, difficult to get along with the old neighbor.
The sunken cheek is like suffering from anorexia, the essence in the eyes is more than a few points, it seems that he has had a good time in recent years.
"Charlie, how long has it been since we met?" In the roadside cafe, Li Zitao and nuki sat face to face, feeling as if they were separated from each other.
When meeting for the first time, Li Zitao was just a little bit of a means to get rid of scarlet face, and Capone borrowed the computer to get rid of the little guy.
At that time, at least in the eyes of nuki, it was true that he became a billionaire in a flash, and then he went all the way to today.
The representative of the American dream, legend, new super rich, now no one can guess how much value he has, but he is definitely one of the richest people in America.
Although nuki also took the chair of the Mafia Committee and became the godfather of the Mafia in the United States, his achievements were far from satisfactory.
Gangs are gangs, no matter how much they can't see the light. I don't know how many agents and police have investigated him in recent years.
Fortunately, he still has the identity of a financial officer as a cover up, and enough careful, to appear here safe and sound.
"Five years... Or more?" They really haven't seen each other for a long time. Solving the problem of "father" is the last time they meet. Since then, they seldom contact each other by phone.
Li Zitao intentionally kept a distance from the gangs, which was the choice he made after he understood the importance of the "rules", and it was also one of the reasons why he would transform Paul.
"Ha ha, it's been a long time. What's the purpose of coming to me this time?" Nuki asked with a few fake smiles.
"I want hell's kitchen. Make an offer." Li said straightforwardly.
"That's not a good place. What do you want to do with it?" After looking at him curiously, Nuoji turns his eyes.
There are thieves, thieves, murderers and gangsters hiding in the kitchen of hell. It can be said that it is a gathering place for all kinds of scum. What does he want to do in that place?
"That's not something you should care about, nuki. I want all the land in hell's kitchen, get those scum to Queens and talk about your offer!"
What is the best way to deal with gangs? It's not the police, and there's no need for the aegis bureau to fight. Let the Mafia, which is also the Mafia, deal with it.
The wicked need to be grinded by the wicked. Some people in the hell kitchen are very dangerous, but compared with the power of the Mafia, they are just jackals.
"Oh?" Nuki slightly angry, Li Zitao's attitude does not seem to be looking for his help, but with a superior command and overlooking.
This makes nuki, who is used to being the boss, very uncomfortable, but he also knows the gap between the two.
The Mafia and aegis, not to mention contacts and funds, are like bear children and well-trained adult elite.
"500000, per block." Nuki calmed down, picked up the coffee, kept smiling and tasted it, waiting for his reply.
It's $500000 per block, and $12.5 million for 25 blocks. It's really good to make money in the business of covering white wolves with empty hands.
Nuki's low price is $8 million. If it is lower than this price, even if he is the godfather of the Mafia in the United States, he can't explain it to other members.
The Mafia family in New York City didn't follow his orders very much. Now this matter will hurt the interests of the other party. How can they agree without sufficient compensation.
"No problem." Contrary to nuki's expectation, Li Zitao agreed.
"But your people have to deal with all the problems. If there is any trouble in the future, I will come back to you." Li Zitao said, putting down $20 on the table."Nuki, for the sake of the past... Retire as soon as possible, and leave here to live in Switzerland or the Mediterranean, where the scenery is beautiful and suitable for you and your little lover."
Having said that, regardless of nuki's changing face, Li Zitao left the coffee shop, hoping that nuki could follow his advice and that being a godfather would not end well in the end.
Li Zitao left the coffee shop by car, but nuki's face changed, sitting in his original position, thinking about his warning when he left.
With the increase of age and wealth, nuki also gradually felt that he was unable to do what he wanted. All the people under his hands did not listen to him. He only took the power and prestige in his hands over the years, and no one dared to challenge his dignity in person.
However, nuki knew that day would come sooner or later. What worried him was, "did Li Zitao receive any bad news?"
In the far away car, Li Zitao asked TIA to call Paul and give him the follow-up problems of hell kitchen.
"Don't come forward in person. Let those Mafia members solve any problems. Try to keep a low profile and don't involve civilians."
Paul on the other end of the phone heard the boss's order, and nodded with a flattering smile: "understand, boss, don't worry, I'll do it well."
Even if Li Zitao could not see him, Paul still maintained his due respect, even kneeling and licking.
Li Zitao's status is getting higher and higher, and his influence in North America is increasing day by day, so his opportunities to use him are less and less.
This made Paul worried about whether he would be completely abandoned one day.
Used to being a casino tycoon, he doesn't want to compete with gangsters for territory and live a life of fear.
What's more, he knows too much. Once Li Zitao gives up, he will never leave Vegas alive.
So Paul cherished the opportunity to talk to Li Zitao, and was excited to tears when he heard his orders.
To be able to get Li Zitao's instructions shows that he is still useful, boss still remembers him.
He doesn't have to worry about being suddenly disposed of one day and becoming a corpse in the desert outside Vegas.
In addition, Paul in front of Bloody Mary (xuman) is more obedient, but everything she ordered to perfect.
I believe that with her care and his own ability, he can spend his old age safely in the future and enjoy the wealth accumulated in these years.
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