Bang
Gunfire rang out and the lane was calm again.
Soon after, two figures came out of it, Tommy and Vincent.
He grabbed the gun in his hand and put it in the holster. Tommy reloaded the gun that had been unloaded and put it back in the holster.
Then he slapped him on the shoulder with a smile and said, "you said you were not a member of the gang before... So congratulations, you are from now on."
Vincent didn't say anything. He went back to the bar in silence, drinking one drink after another.
On this ordinary night, the fate of some people has changed unprecedentedly. It is as small as dust for the whole world, and it can not lift a ripple.
If you want to be a butterfly, you have to fly to Siberia.
"I don't want to kill people. It's not my life." Calm down, Vincent said earnestly, looking across the bar at Tommy.
"Don't worry, someone will solve the problem. You are the boss here." Tommy picked up the glass and drank it off, laughing and saying, "today is an exception."
Tommy's promise to "solve the problem" was fulfilled the next day.
The tall, strong white man appeared in the bar. "My name is K. Tommy asked me to come."
In New York, Paul sat on the sofa in his apartment, looking around and waiting.
Today, he came to see the boss specially. With other people's advice, someone can't wait in Vegas.
"It's really like a palace. It's said that each of those paintings can sell tens of thousands of beautiful knives, but here it's just for decoration..."
The murals on the wall and the oil paintings on the wall make Paul envious. The longer the time goes, the greater the gap between his good bosses will be. The mind he once wanted to catch up with would have died.
"Paul..." Li Zitao's voice came from the corridor. Paul, who was looking around, stood up.
"Boss." See Li Zitao moment, Paul's smile is full of the whole face, slightly bowed his head and said.
"I haven't seen you for a long time. Take a seat." Nodding and sitting down, Paul sat back on the sofa.
"Come on, the best cigar in Brazil. You can't buy it anywhere." He took out a cigar from the cigar box on the stage and threw it to Paul. Li Zitao put it under the tip of his nose to smell it.
In order to ensure the quality, he bought a cigar factory in Brazil and hired the other party to plant and bake cigars for himself.
Because the plantation is not big, his pickiness as long as the best, coupled with the time-consuming manual technology, the annual output is only 600-800, which is really very rare.
"Thank you, boss." With a polite smile, Paul took out the oak chip and lit it for Li Zitao, and then cut off the cigar head to light it for himself.
"Well, I said it was the best." Li Zitao is very satisfied with these cigars, which are very suitable for his taste and taste.
"Yes, I think I'm falling in love with it... Unfortunately." Because he can't smoke these cigars anymore.
"It's yours. I hope it'll make you happy." Take a brand new box of cigars from under the table and throw it to him.
"Thank you, boss." Paul was holding the box in his dogleg's arms, and Lozzi said.
"To get down to business, how's business in Vegas?" Business is always the most important thing at any time.
"Everything is normal. Our profits are growing every year. There are no problems with the government and the judiciary."
When it comes to the business in Vegas, Paul's face is full of pride, and he has a part in these businesses.
Paul has spent a lot of time and effort to make sure that the business in Vegas is always on the right track.
It's not just about taking care of your family and your own casino, but also for the safety of Vegas as a whole, both inside and outside the casino.
Guests who come to the casino, no matter what their status and status, are distinguished guests as long as they come to play and abide by the rules of Vegas.
In Vegas, Paul's people will ensure the safety of guests, unless the guests cause trouble first.
Paul is very reasonable. In the words of his boss, he wants to convince others by virtue.
So those who didn't listen to him were buried in the ground, and in Paul's opinion, they all needed to calm down.
"In any case, ensuring the security and stability of Vegas is the top priority, and I think you should be aware of that."
Obviously, this is not the first time Li Zitao has talked about this topic, but he will bring up the old things every time he meets Paul, so as to ensure that he will not forget it under any circumstances.
"Yes, but some people have big debts in the casinos and it's hard to get them back." This is Paul's biggest headache.
Those gamblers have lost their hearts, owed a lot of debt, some even millions, and could not afford to lose their money.
They are all members of the Development Association. Now there is a problem and I need Paul's help.
The war is not over. In North America, it's OK. There is no place to find any other countries. He has to waste his hands to look for it everywhere.
"Ask Mary to preside over the recent meeting and tell them that if they do it again, no one will wipe their bottom." Forcing people to go bankrupt is not conducive to the development of gambling city.If there are people who want to promote it, it is likely to hit the reputation of gambling city.
It's OK to make money, but at least you have to find someone who can afford it and make sure that his assets are enough to pay off and maintain a decent living.
They are not Mafia, not to mention Gangjiang underworld.
"That..." after listening to the boss's order, Paul looked around with a smile and made sure that no one said, "Miss Xu said that I miss you..."
after that, Paul turned his head and snickered, and his shoulder was jerking from time to time.
"Cough..." spitting out thick smoke, Li Zitao pretended to be natural and said, "well, I will deal with some things in the near future."
"OK, I'll pass it on to the lady." Paul folded his smile and nodded to get ready to leave.
His time is also very tight. In addition to visiting some old friends here, he will attend two meetings by the way.
One was a meeting of mafia families in New York, including Gambino, bonano, Colombo, genovis and luchez.
This is just a friendly meeting to talk about the past. The rest may talk about the smuggling of alcohol and arms.
Since Li Zitao left Chicago and Los Angeles, the white noodle business in the two places has been revived.
These Paul all choose to turn a blind eye, because his good boss has talked about this matter, unless they can kill the drug dealers all over the world, they can only restrain themselves.
So Paul just made sure that his men were not involved. They had more legitimate business and could make a lot of money.
Smuggling wine, arms, cars, these are more safe and reliable. Even if they are caught, they can come out quickly, and a lot of money will be put into the pocket.
If these things want to circulate, they can't do without the help of Mafia in other cities. After all, transportation channels always pass through their territory.
If the other party wants to make trouble, there are many ways to do it, so these businesses will give them a share.
As a result, the relationship between Paul and these families gradually eased. When Li Zitao was still in Chicago, they were not very harmonious.
The other is the "national Mafia committee" held in Atlantic City, which is about heritage.
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