Chapter 224

The long table, which is ten meters long, is full of rich dishes, and the two sides are full of men and women. Women are all beautiful and beautiful, while men are all big and thick. Their faces are full of flesh and tattoos on their necks and arms.

And all the men, with their gloomy faces and no smile on their faces, hugged their female partners in their arms and groped hard. Those women, despite their stiff smiles, could not hide their fear and tension.

In such a depressing and strange atmosphere, a middle-aged fat man sitting at the head of the table stood up, held the wine glass and reluctantly smiled: "come on, everyone hold the wine glass and welcome my lovely nephew hups Gabriel again to New York on behalf of my beloved brother!"

Humps, with a cynical smile, stood up, raised his glass and shouted, "to the great Gabriel family!"

His words did not cause much reaction, only sparse applause and feeble clinking glasses.

Hups didn't feel embarrassed either. Holding the wine glass, he staggered to the middle-aged fat man and said with a smile, "my dearest uncle, he's relieved to see you're okay."

The middle-aged fat man smiled a few times: "thank you for the concern of the patriarch. Please go back and convey it to him, so that he can rest at ease and recuperate. Give it to me in the United States. It's absolutely no problem."

"To you, my uncle, my father's brother, the old man, of course he's relieved." Hughes said with a very big or small smile, "when I was young, you loved me most. You'll get me whatever I want, so..."

The middle-aged fat man brightened his eyes and said with a smile, "my little nephew, what do you want, speak as soon as possible, uncle, I'll give you everything."

Hups directly reached out and took out a string of car keys from the fat man's coat pocket: "Maserati's latest model, uncle, can I drive?"

"Of course!" The fat man was slightly relieved and waved generously, "here you are."

"That's funny."

Hups smiled and put the car key in his pocket. But when he took his hand out of his pocket, he was holding a small dagger.

There is no sign. The uncles and nephews who just talked and laughed are now splashing with blood.

Hups grabbed the fat man's hair, stabbed the dagger into each other's neck, and then cut it aside

The fat man stared at his nephew. A pair of fish bubbles had incredible eyes, a "cluck" sound in his mouth, and blood sprayed out of his cut throat.

The bloody scene frightened everyone. The women trembled and bit their handkerchiefs hard, so that they didn't scream. The men were livid, and several wanted to draw their guns, but they were immediately stopped by the people around them.

Silent eyes are passing each other, as if in a moment, everyone has a tacit understanding, chose silence, and quietly looked at their boss.

Hups, who was splashed with blood, turned his head to the left and right. Seeing that no one stood up to resist, he thought they were all restrained by their own vicious means and couldn't help laughing.

While taking off his blood clothes, he snapped his fingers at his men: "drag this old thing out and dare to betray my brother. My brother has become a madman now. Do you really think we don't know about it in Mexico?"

Hups' only confidant came forward and whispered, "young master, you should say hello to me in advance. It's too dangerous."

Hughes slapped his men on the shoulder and said with a wild smile, "what are you afraid of, bossy? From now on, New York is ours."

With that, he took out the car key from his blood coat and walked out.

Bossy hurriedly said, "young master, where are you going?"

"Of course I went for a ride."

"You've been drinking. Why not another day."

"What are you afraid of? Who dares to take care of me in New York now?"

Watching hups walk out step by step, bossy sighed helplessly and shouted to other subordinates assigned by the family: "clean up, I'll follow the young master."

After bossy left, the men in the room couldn't help laughing, including the thugs from Mexico.

"I really take myself as a character. If the leader hadn't said hello in advance, who would have paid attention to him."

"A bumpkin. He also thinks that New York is Mexico. Do whatever you want? I bet he won't come back this time. "

In front of the dead ex boss, there was a loud laugh at the dinner table.

Hups roared out of the hotel in a brand-new sports car, and bossy followed him. Not long after they left, an old Mustang parked on the side of the road opposite the hotel.

While checking his pistol, wick didn't have a good way: "feeling, you put the gun against me, just because you two quarreled?"

"What do you mean, it's just a quarrel between the two of us?" Smith snapped, "Jane just went into the bathroom and exploded. It must have been premeditated."

Wick was helpless and turned his eyes: "man, I thought you were smart before. How can you become so stupid now? I ask you, "did anyone else escape before the bathroom exploded?"

Smith nodded.

"How did they know there was a bomb and ran out in advance?"

Wick looked at Smith as if he were an idiot.

Smith opened his mouth and said, "yes, how did they know?"

"You ask me? You know you can't guess? "

Looking at Smith's idiot appearance, wick can't wait to kick Smith out of his car.

Smith was suddenly excited: "they can find it, so Jane must find it, so she must be fine."

Wick sighed, "why don't you understand? Maybe your wife pressed the bomb."

"Why?"

Smith was stunned again.

"A woman's heart is a needle in the sea. It's awkward, or it's just to scare you." Wick shook his head. "In short, Jane must be fine. Nine times out of ten she has gone home. She's waiting for you to surprise you when you go back."

"OK, I'll go home."

Smith just wanted to open the door and get off, suddenly frowned and said, "I don't have a car. Please take me back."

"Fuck off," roared wick angrily. "Don't you see I'm working?"

Smith tilted his lips: "what are you doing so seriously for the last bucket of gold, a person who is about to retire?"

Wick snorted, "this is my last job before retirement."

"My last job is to let the two of us kill each other... Those damned companies, FAK them!"

Smith swore a few words and looked at wick, "what's your job?"

Wick pointed to the storage box. Smith opened it and opened his mouth: "Oh, shet, so many?"

He pulled out the pile of documents, glanced at it roughly, and his eyebrows tightened together: "almost all the leaders of gangs in New York, wick, the company is going to kill you!"

Wick said lightly, "it's a little funny. The company originally wanted me to assassinate Sharon."

"Ha?" Smith clapped the paper in his hand. "It's easier to kill these guys."

"Well, if you know, just get out and go home. I have to work, too." Wick didn't have a good way. "The boss wants me to finish before Christmas. The time is tight and the task is heavy. I have to race against time."

Smith thought, and said in a positive way, "I'll help you."

"Ha?"

This time it was Wick's turn to be stunned.