When Enzo Brett took Yang Qiu into the conference room, the long round table in the room was full of people, including several gang leaders in Chinatown.

Others are big men with fat and fat faces. There are only three middle-aged men sitting in the bottom, dressed in clean and tidy suits, tied bows, combed back heads and thick beards.

These three men are obviously the talkers of the three families with the highest status in the Mafia family.

Beside these three people, there were seven or eight middle-aged men in suits. Their faces were obviously a little less smiling and afraid than others.

Yang Qiu didn't care, but Enzo Brett flashed a strange light in his eyes, and then loudly introduced Yang Qiu's identity. Then he respectfully said to Yang Qiu:

"Dear Yang, please take a seat. This seat will be yours in the future."

Enzo Brett's words immediately stunned everyone at the same time, especially those members of the Italian mafia.

Yang Qiu smiled and sat down impolitely.

He was thin and weak. He looked weak. Standing with a group of big men, he simply had no momentum at all. He even looked pale. He looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness. Where was he qualified to sit in the middle?

Enzo bright saw Yang Qiu sitting down and immediately said with a smile:

"Everyone, everyone is the boss of various gangs in Vancouver. I don't need to introduce this one. Although he is a new comer, his strength is obvious to all. I'm sure you don't have any opinions?"

Everyone didn't speak. Today's meeting was wrong at the beginning. It was completely different from their plan, so no one was willing to speak out first.

We are afraid of Yang Qiu, but we can't let this guy come directly above everyone?

Besides, in this way, he has to give him whichever territory he wants?

In that case, the sphere of influence divided by everyone has to be divided again. What about the previous operation and investment?

Everyone has an account in mind. It doesn't matter if everyone says something nice, but it's absolutely impossible to make Yang Qiu bigger.

It's not no good. At least, you new guy must really convince everyone and be willing to follow your lead.

Just by having a good hitter?

The Vietnamese Gang also don't play with guns. If they use guns, I'm afraid you'll never come back, right?

"Enzo, what's going on? How dare you give the qualification of speaker to an outsider? Is that why you called everyone here today? "

The people who spoke were the three Mafia leaders who had been sitting and didn't stand up. Yang Qiu knew very well in advance that these mafia families penetrated from the United States. Enzo bright obviously wanted to use his power to deal with these Mafia.

In fact, he didn't care about driving all the mafia families out of Vancouver.

However, to do so, of course, can really deter everyone, but it is not in line with his interest demands.

He not only wants to gain a foothold in Vancouver, but also wants to get in touch with Hong Kong and then the mainland.

However, the situation did not allow him to make any mistakes. Once he was targeted, without the protection of a middle-aged man and Phoenix blood, his strength did not even need anyone else. Just an emperor to release Yan was enough to kill him 10000 times.

Moreover, these more than a dozen so-called mafia families are actually not families at all, but branches of one of the mafia families from the United States.

Hollywood is divided and controlled by the Mafia.

Enzo bright smiled bitterly. He did not speak, but ordered the door of the conference room to be closed.

One of the Yida Italian Americans stood up with a sneer, walked slowly to Yang Qiu, looked down at Yang Qiu and said:

"Mr. Yang Qiu, maybe you don't know the inside story of Vancouver. You're not qualified to sit in this position because you have strength. If that's the case, we would have replaced Mr. Enzo. Mr. Enzo, what do you say?"

This sentence is equivalent to a slap in the face. At other times, Italians may not and may not dare to say so, but Enzo Brett doesn't mean to be angry at all at this time today.

Yang Qiu didn't speak, but waved to Satan behind him. Satan immediately bowed down and promised, then took a phone from his body, dialed a number, and then just said a word to the other end of the phone. Without waiting for the other party to speak, he hung up directly.

Without waiting for five seconds, the phone of the big man of the Italian Mafia family sitting among the three people suddenly rang. When he picked it up and looked, his face suddenly became extremely solemn, and even stood up like a rabbit, just like the man standing in front of him on the phone, making him dare not even stand up.

The other end of the phone didn't know what to say. The cold sweat on the guy's forehead flowed down. When he hung up and looked at Yang Qiu again, he was full of panic.

Even without waiting for everyone to react, the middle-aged man came to Yang Qiu almost rolling and crawling, respectful and almost afraid:

"The most respected sir, I'm Matthew of morello family. I'm deeply sorry for the disrespect to you just now. Please don't blame us for our impoliteness. We are willing to obey all your commands."

Who is Satan?

The world's No. 1 killer and the people who died in his hands are all big people. Over the years, he has assassinated his opponent twice for the Morello family in the United States.

Things changed so fast that Enzo Brett didn't think it would be like this. He couldn't help but rejoice that his attitude was so correct when he saw Yang Qiu two days ago.

Yang Qiu looked at Matthew and said with a faint smile:

"Take it easy, Mr. Matthew. My subordinate has something to do with the contemporary patriarch of the Morello family."

Then he looked at everyone with a smile and said:

"Maybe everyone is curious about my identity and the purpose of my coming here. In fact, I am an ordinary person with some money at home. Don't think about it. This time, we come. First, we don't need your territory. Second, we don't rob your business. Of course, those things a few days ago are just a little lesson for you. I hope, What you used to do and what you do now, just as I don't exist, but I need you to say, that is, give me the necessary convenience when necessary? "

Yang Qiu's straight to the point words immediately let everyone breathe a sigh of relief, but they were also shocked by Yang Qiu's identity.

His subordinates can actually call the contemporary patriarch of the Morello family in the United States?

If the Enzo Brett family is the local emperor of Vancouver, then the Morello family is the first of the five most powerful mafia families in the United States.

All the people present can figure out the difference with their toes.

What's the origin of this guy who looks weak and pale?

average person?

Go to hell.