"Call, call, there is a suspicious woman in her twenties wearing a light blue coat, about 1.75 meters tall, from Fourth Avenue..."

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Eleven o'clock in the evening.

In a small lounge converted from a basement, many people gathered - and at this time, people were still arriving one after another.

Now two more men arrived. Their car was parked far away, but they did not get out of the car immediately.

"Boss Boston, Johnny has successfully escaped, but he was shot in the shoulder. Do you think we..." A man looked at Boston sitting in the driver's seat and asked.

These two people were obviously the Boston boss who kidnapped Caroline and Arnold.

"You can't look down on a woman, and you even took a bullet!" Boss Boston said in a bad tone at this time, "This Johnny is really getting better and better! However, since he is gone, let's ignore him for now, business is more important!

Get off the car... It should start soon. When you go in, please be careful and don't cause trouble, there are some ruthless characters inside!"

The younger brother nodded, and then asked in confusion: "Boss, who are we going to see, and why are we so nervous?"

Boston shook his head and said: "I don't know, but he must be a very powerful guy. I just saw Jushi Asan's car, and even he came here."

"Big Rock Ah San! His territory has two streets, and such a fierce man is here?" The younger brother secretly said.

People like Jushi Ah San are already the bosses they look up to. And the Boston boss he follows is, at best, just a small group of a few guys who do some work here and there, even in their own fixed territory.

No - of course, there are many gangs like them in this city.

Boss Boston opened the door, and many eyes in the lounge immediately focused on him. Boston saw some familiar faces, and there were also many faces that he needed to look up to.

He quickly walked in with his men and walked towards a corner of the lounge. There was a man with a scar on his forehead sitting there early, and behind him stood two strong guys.

——This is also the only guy in Boston who has friendship.

Boston also got the invitation from this guy and came here.

"Has it started yet, Boss Lanqi?" Boston sat down and asked quickly.

"Why are you here?" Lan Qi frowned.

Boston shrugged, and when he was about to speak, Mr. Lanci suddenly made a silent gesture, "Shh, the real owner is here."

Boston quickly looked towards Lan Qi's gaze.

A woman wearing sunglasses, blond hair tied up, and wearing a black Western suit walked out of the inner hall of the lounge. Behind the woman were four tall, strong men.

The woman looked around and then said, "I'm sorry, I just attended a rather important banquet and kept everyone waiting."

The woman had just finished speaking when a bald man chewing a cigar looked at his hands and said, "Who are you? Why did you summon us?"

The woman said calmly: "Are you satisfied with the five hundred thousand dollars that comes with the invitation?"

The bald man sneered: "If it weren't for the money you gave me, I wouldn't have come here, and I wouldn't have the patience to wait for you here for so long... But if you don't make your purpose clear, then the five

I'm sorry, I won't take out one hundred thousand."

"That was originally a meeting gift for everyone here. Of course I am very happy that you can accept it." The woman smiled lightly, and then suddenly clapped her hands.

Everyone suddenly became nervous, and the younger brothers behind the boss quickly took out their guns.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just showing you something." The woman waved her hand.

One of the men behind her walked up to everyone carrying a black box. He placed the box in front of the counter and opened it.

"I hope you can become my partner and sell these things well." The woman wearing sunglasses stood with her hands behind her hands and looked at everyone again.

"What is this?" A fat middle-aged man stood up, walked to the counter, picked up the bags of coarse salt-like things in the box, and suddenly frowned, "This is...

…bath salts?”

"It's a newly developed product." The blond woman with black sunglasses clapped her hands again at this time.

Two of the men she brought with her quickly walked back inside, and then escorted a sluggish guy in.

This depressed guy looked like he was suffering from a serious drug addiction. His expression was sluggish. After the two strong men threw him to the ground, the guy was even still smiling stupidly.

The blond woman gave the instruction again, and a man picked up a package of "goods" in a black box, took out a little, and fed it into the addict's mouth.
Chapter completed!