I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 443 Ermu Club

There is an extra earlobe on the right ear of the three ears, so he got the nickname "Three Ears" in the Jianghu.

The target boy saw his right ear being smashed out of three ears, opened the car door, and stared ahead: "Come back!"

He was dressed in a black suit and a top hat, with a calm demeanor.

At the same time, the three criminal cousins ​​got off the station, leaned against the car, held guns, and looked ahead.

Covering the wound on the side of his head with his three ears, he gritted his teeth and returned to the front of the car. His face was pale and he was sweating profusely. The severe pain made his body tremble.

But Three Ears was not ashamed, still holding the gun in his hand, he whispered: "Tou, I'm sorry!"

The target boy put his hand on the shoulder of the three-eared suit, and said in a deep voice, "You did a good job."

"According to Brother Bin's instructions, just send the message in place. Our duty is to protect Brother Bin's safety!"

Target boy, Three Ears is not afraid to start a battle with the Japanese gangsters on the spot. Two bags of ammunition in the car are enough for them to fight the devils, but there are only fifteen brothers in Houston, and six of them were killed on the spot. How can they protect the leader? safety?
Today's Yihai "Dog King" is no longer the desperate madman of the past, but that brave evil is still buried in his heart.

The target boy's eyes were cloudy, and he glanced at the Japanese in the car.

"boarding!"

"Yes, Boss." The three ears and necks were covered with blood, and they sat back in the car. Target Boy led the people into the car one after another, and drove back to the Intercontinental Hotel.

The gangster gunmen brought by Ito Yokado tightened the door and continued to drive forward, also arriving at the Intercontinental Hotel building.

At this moment, two groups of rivers and lakes brothers living in the Intercontinental Hotel are living with blood feuds!

In the hotel suite, Zhang Guobin looked at his brother who was bandaging his wound on the sofa, looked at the target boy, frowned and said, "Impolite Japanese!"

"I just want to ask them to settle a bloody debt, but they want to renege on the debt. Do they treat me as a philanthropist, or as a bank?"

Ma Shiming hurried into the room and said, "Sheng Zhang, I found a new hotel."

"Need not!"

"I will live here!" Zhang Guobin pointed to the carpet, his face was hard and his tone was strong, Ma Shiming opened his mouth and sighed: "Okay, I respect what you mean."

"I personally put up two million dollars, and I want all the ghosts living on the [-]th floor to disappear tomorrow!" Zhang Guobin sat on a separate leather sofa, took out a cashier's check from the inner pocket of his suit, and took it from Ma Shiming. with a pen, signed a series of names, raised his hand and handed the promissory note to Ma Shiming, saying: "This is a cashier's note from a Swiss bank, with a total of two million U.S. dollars. Find me."

"Don't be afraid of spending too much money. Blood debts are paid in blood. It's not about money."

Ma Shiming took the promissory note, looked at the number on it, and said solemnly: "I will notify Mr. Brown."

"Target boy, send two brothers to protect Mr. Ma." Zhang Guobin explained.Ma Shiming is also an important person in the company, and he must be protected when he goes out to do business. The target boy immediately gestured to the two brothers, and the two dog brothers took a step forward tacitly, and followed Ma Shiming to leave the hotel to do business.

Zhang Guobin turned his hand to look at the injured brother: "How is it? One ear!"

Three Ears endured the pain and said, "A little injury, Brother Bin."

Intercontinental Hotel, across the street, is an old-fashioned business building.

A yellow Ford taxi was parked at the bottom of the building. A male tourist wearing white casual clothes and a peaked cap with a relaxed expression stepped out of the car door, went around to the back of the trunk, pressed the trunk with his hand, and skillfully took out a taxi. Long travel bag.

"Boom!" He threw down the rear of the car vigorously, got out of the car with a long travel bag, and grabbed a tall, hot young woman in a leather skirt with a ponytail and walked into the building. Slowly driving away from the scene, the two men and women walked into the stairs and pressed the button on the thirteenth floor of the building.

The two were like male and female friends going on a trip, holding hands, chatting and laughing, and when they arrived at a rental apartment on the [-]th floor, they raised their hands and gently knocked on the door: "I am Chinese."

"Coincidentally, me too." A young man with a yellow face opened the door, and the tourist in the cap opened his arms and stepped forward to hug: "London, long time no see!"

"Hahaha, Brother New York!" London boy laughed and hugged his brother. The sexy Tokyo girl in a leather skirt locked the door, took off her sunglasses, and said teasingly, "Do I need to avoid it?"

"Miss Tokyo, your butt has turned up!" Miss Seoul walked out of the room wearing a white shirt with a gun in one hand. Arm bumped back with an elbow, Seoul girl raised her hand to block it, blinked her eyes: "Sister can't hit here."

"My sister, your karate is still very bad." Tokyo smiled lightly.

In the three-bedroom apartment, sitting or standing, there are a total of nine people gathered. Among them, Tokyo and New York who just arrived are drinking and resting, but the two in Honolulu and San Francisco are already prostrate in front of the window with sniper rifles, pointing their guns at the hotel The elevator exit and the staircase exit on the sixteenth floor.

Aberdeen opened a can of beef, handed it out and said, "Sorry, brother New York, I don't have anything prepared, I'll just fill my stomach with it."

"It's work, it's the old rules." With a chuckle on his face, New York boy glanced at the several large boxes of canned food in the room, smacked his lips, and began to eat canned beef.

Tokyo sat on the sofa, raised a pair of beautiful legs, and lit a cigarette: "The nine of us haven't been together for a long time."

"Since the day I went abroad nine years ago, nine of us have never seen each other again." New York boy sighed while eating canned food: "The oldest of us was only [-] years old at that time, and now the youngest London boy is [-] years old .”

London boy was wearing a brown jacket, with a tactical telescope hanging on his chest: "It's for our own good not to meet, if it wasn't for Binge's strict rules and monthly allowance calls, would all nine of us have survived to this day? "

Indeed, the five-year survival rate of a professional killer is appallingly low, let alone one survived nine years.

The New York Aberdeen group was conducting vocational training for the first two years, and protecting the counterfeit banknote factory for the next two years. Since then, Binge's business has grown bigger and bigger. Except for a warning shooting, he has never really fought anyone.

"This time we're here to work together for Brother Bin, and we must be more careful in doing things. We must protect Brother Bin's safety," New York said, "We must not forget how Brother Bin helped us back then, let alone lose He Yihai's face."

As the captain of the nine-member team, he is both the talker and the decision maker of the team.

He will be responsible for the action plan and task arrangement of the entire team.London boy smiled and pulled out a wooden box from under the sofa, opened the wooden box to reveal an RPG launcher, and said, "Look, what good things did I bring? I brought it here by smuggling across the border from Mexico!"

These nine people all have the ability to perform tasks independently, and the radios, surveillance, interlocutors, etc. have already been set up.In the past two days, when Brother Bin went out, he also wore a black headset on his ears. Target Boy and the others didn't dare to ask what it was for.

……

Wen Qiren came to the Interpol Department, retrieved some information, returned to the house and called abroad: "Hello."

"Boss."

"I've checked the information. It's the Futakikai and the Shibaura group. The leader is Tojo Oki. They are all professional gunmen."

Zhang Guobin sat in the room, drinking coffee, and preached: "I don't know about devil's associations, please explain carefully."

Wen Qiren explained: "The Ermuhui is a traditional society in Japan before World War II. It can be traced back to the military movement of the youth and youth, and has a history of [-] years ago."

"Futakikai is still another name for the Sankei Group, the three largest consortiums in Hijima, and the largest shareholder of Ito-Yokado is the Sankei Consortium."

"I know that." Zhang Guobin nodded.

Both Benzi and South Korea adopt the "chaebol system" to develop the economy, that is, to replace the responsibilities of state-owned enterprises with chaebols to promote economic operation, but the lack of control system for chaebols has led to the rapid expansion of chaebol power.

Before the war there were still four major conglomerates, but after the war there were only three major conglomerates left.

Ito Yokado is a group started by the retailer "Ito Yayi". To be able to become the largest retailer in Hijima, there must be the support of chaebol forces behind it.

In essence, it is a subsidiary of Sanjing Group. In order to expand its retail territory in Asia, it is normal for Sanjing Group to send people from Ermuhui to go abroad to do things.

"Tojo Ohki was prosecuted by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department five years ago on suspicion of murder. He was released on bail due to illness last year. He is the leader of the Shibaura group and the fifth person in the Futakikai."

Ridao and Taidao gangsters both have a tradition of learning, and after studying to become seniors, their prestige and power will greatly increase.

"It's only number five..." Zhang Guobin showed regret.

Many Japanese clubs have a military background, and the big clubs have existed since before World War II. They were originally political groups, but the former leaders washed away their superiors, and the younger brothers sank into the gangs.

What is epic is that the Japanese gang is a legal organization, and the credibility of receiving protection fees is higher than that of the police in the Metropolitan Police Department.

Yes, group, team.

It is the common organizational name and structure of the Sun Island Gang.

Abin felt that it would be difficult for a leader of the Shibaura group to pay off the interest, let alone repay the debt.

Ma Shiming sent two million US dollars to Brown, the director of Palma Group, and returned to the Intercontinental Hotel after receiving the promise of Palma Group.

Brown called his brothers to work, but the boss of the group, Palma, came to the office in person.

"Brown, the Parma Group supports Ermuhui." Palma was wearing a black suit, with a rough complexion and brown skin, and his facial features were somewhat Indian.

Most of the Mexicans in Latin America are mainly yellow-skinned, pure-blooded whites, and blacks are all invaders.

If I tell you that the climate and latitude of the entire American continent are equivalent to those of Asia, there should be people of the yellow race living there. Where do you think those people of the yellow race exist?

Not heaven and hell, exist in the soil!

Brown looked surprised: "Boss, Xiangjiang Hongmen established contact with us first, and Mr. Zhang is a friend I shook hands with."

Palma held his cigar and analyzed: "The 711 convenience store that He Yihai wants to acquire, what do you think the convenience store can do?"

Brown stood up and said, "Money laundering and selling white powder?"

"This is the main business of the Palma Group. Dezhou, the Chinese Hongmen are not allowed to get involved!" Palma said loudly.

(End of this chapter)