American Legendary Life

boom……

Gunshots sounded, and calm returned to the alley.

Soon after, two figures came out of it, Tommy and Vincent.

After grabbing the gun in his hand and inserting it in the holster, Tommy put the gun with the magazine out of the magazine and put it back in the holster.

Then he smiled and patted his shoulder and said, "You said you were not a gang member...congratulations, you are from now on."

Vinson said nothing, and went back to the bar in silence, drinking one drink after another.

On this ordinary night, the fate of some people has changed unprecedentedly, and the whole world is as small as dust, and it can not make a wave of waves.

If you want to become a butterfly that triggers a butterfly effect, you must first fly to Siberia.

"I don't want to kill people, this is not the life I should have." Calm down and Vincent looked at Tommy across the bar seriously.

"Relax, someone will solve the problem, but you are the boss here." Tommy took a drink from the glass and said with a smile; "The exception is today."

Tommy's promise to "solve the trouble," was fulfilled the next day.

A tall, strong, white man appeared in the bar. "My name is K, and Tommy called me."

In New York, Paul sat on the sofa in his apartment and kept looking at his surroundings.

Today he made a special trip to see the boss, and with the advice of others, someone in Vegas couldn't wait.

‘It’s really like a royal palace. It’s said that each of those paintings can sell for tens of thousands of dollars, but here it’s just decoration...’

The murals on the wall and the oil paintings on the wall made Paul jealous. The longer the time, the greater the gap between his good boss and the old thoughts of trying to catch up.

"Paul..." Li Zitao's voice came from the corridor, and Paul standing around looking around.

"Boss." Paul's smile covered his entire face when he saw Li Zitao, and he bowed his head slightly and said indifferently.

"I haven't seen you for a long time, sit down!" Nodded and sat down, before Paul returned to the sofa.

"Come one, the best cigar in Brazil, don't want to buy it anywhere." Withdrawing a cigar from the cigar box on the counter and throwing it to Paul, Li Zitao sniffed it under the tip of his nose.

To ensure quality, he bought a cigar workshop in Brazil and hired the other party to grow and bake cigars for smoking.

Because the plantation is not large, his pickiness only needs the best, plus the time-consuming manual process, the annual output is only 600~800, which is indeed very rare.

"Thank you boss." Paul smiled politely and took out the oak chips for Li Zitao to order, then cut off the cigar head and order for himself.

"How, I said it is the best." Li Zitao is very satisfied with these cigars, very in line with his preferences and tastes.

"Yes, I think I'm about to fall in love with it...it's unfortunate." Because he left here, he could never smoke these cigars again.

"It's yours, I hope it makes you happy." Take a brand new cigar from the table and throw it to him.

"Thank you boss." Le Zizi said as Paul hugged the box.

"Talk about business, how is Vegas' business?" At any time, business is always the most important thing.

"Everything is normal, our profits have increased every year, and there are no problems with the government and the judiciary."

When it comes to Vegas business, Paul's expression is full of pride, and there is a share of him in these businesses.

In order to ensure that Vegas' business has always been formal, Paul has spent a lot of time and energy.

Not only to take care of the family and their own casino, but also to be responsible for the safety of the entire Vegas, both inside and outside the casino.

Guests who come to the casino to play, no matter what their status and status, as long as they come to play and abide by the rules of Vegas, they are distinguished guests.

In Vegas, Paul’s people will ensure the safety of guests, unless it is the guests who cause the trouble first.

Paul is very reasonable, in the words of the boss, it is to convince people with virtue.

Therefore, everyone who does not listen to his reasoning is buried in the soil, and in Paul's view they need to calm down.

"No matter what the situation, to ensure the safety and stability of Vegas is the first, I think you should be clear."

Obviously this is not the first time Li Zitao talked about this topic, but every time he sees Paul, he will revisit the old things to ensure that he will not forget it under any circumstances.

"Yes, but some people owe a lot of debt in the casino, it is difficult to come back." Paul mentioned this as the biggest headache.

Those gamblers have lost their red eyes and owed a large amount of debt, some even millions, and they can't afford to lose their families.

They are all members of the ‘Development Association’, and now something goes wrong and ask Paul to help.

The war is not over. In North America, fortunately, other countries have nowhere to find, and he is wasting his manpower to find everywhere.

"Let Mary preside over the recent meeting and tell them that if they do this again, no one will wipe them butt." It is very detrimental to the development of the city to force people to go bankrupt.

If the people who are interested in propaganda, it is likely to damage the reputation of the casino.

It’s no problem to make money, but at least you have to find something that can afford it, and make sure that his assets are enough to repay, and still maintain a decent rich.

They are not mafia, nor are they Ganggang triads.

"That..." After listening to the boss's instructions, Paul smiled and looked around, making sure that there was no talent to say; "Miss Xu said I missed you..."

After talking, Paul turned his head and laughed awry~www.readwn.com~ His shoulders shook from time to time, and it was too strange for him to convey this kind of thing.

"Cough..." vomiting thick smoke, Li Zitao pretended to say naturally: "Well, I will handle some things in the near future."

"Okay, I will pass it on to the lady." Paul folded his smile and nodded to get up and leave.

His time is also very tight, in addition to visiting several old friends here, by the way, attend two meetings.

One was a meeting of the Mafia family in New York, where five major families, Gambino, Bonanno, Colombo, Genovese and Luces, met.

This time it was just a friendly meeting, recounting the old, and the rest might talk about some smuggling of wine and arms.

Since Li Zitao left Chicago and Los Angeles, the white-faced business in the two places has revived.

These Pauls chose to turn a blind eye, because his good boss had talked about it, and unless they could kill drug dealers all over the world, they could only restrain themselves.

Therefore, Paul just made sure that his men were not involved. They had more "just" business and could make a lot of money.

Smuggling wine, arms, and cars is more safe and reliable, and even if caught, it will come out quickly, and a lot of banknotes will be imported into the pocket.

And if these things want to circulate, naturally the assistance of the mafia in other cities is indispensable. After all, the transportation channels always pass through their sites.

If the other party is looking for trouble, there are many ways to do it, so these businesses will let them share a piece of the pie.

It is for this reason that Paul's relationship with these families has gradually eased. It should be known that when Li Zitao was still in Chicago, there was not much harmony between them.

The other is the "National Mafia Committee," held in Atlantic City. This meeting is about heritage.