I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 444 Blood Debt, Interest Collection!

Brown saw off Boss Palma, returned to the office, and flicked cigar ashes into the ashtray.

As a young group director, he inherited his father's directorship for less than two years and is the youngest of the seven directors of the Palma Group.

Although he was born in a traditional family of Mexican gangsters and has been influenced by gangster culture since childhood, he still has the bottom line of benevolence, righteousness and morality in his heart.

Soot soaked in water.

"Uncle Jack."

he shouted.

A male butler with a vicissitudes of life and an ugly appearance pushed the door in and bowed: "Mr. Brown."

This is his father's confidant. Although he couldn't lead troops to fight due to the gunshot wound in his early years, he is an expert in handling important affairs.

"Please convey the news that Chairman Palma will support Ermuhui to Mr. Zhang." The young man picked up his cigar, straightened his cuffs, and said politely: "Father once said that you should treat friends like family members, Mr. Zhang He's a great friend and I don't want the Mexicans to disappoint him."

"Give him back that cashier's check."

Brown picked up a cashier's check on the table and passed it to Uncle Jack. Jack folded the check in half and put it in his pocket, with his palm on his chest: "Old Mr. Brown will definitely be proud of you."

Jack already understood that the young gentleman was starting to grow up.

Mr. Zhang will know the answer when he sees the cashier's check.

……

"Bingo, your breakfast."

the next day.

morning.

"Come in!"

Zhang Guobin put on his suit and sat on the head of the bed.

Target Boy walked through the door carrying a tray.

There was a glass of milk and two slices of bread on the tray. Under the bread tray was a piece of paper with the name of the bank on it.

Zhang Guobin sat in front of the bar, picked up the milk, saw the cashier's check, his eyes froze slightly, drank the milk, and took out the cashier's check.

Holding the cashier's check, he said in a cheerful tone, "Chenfeng has come with a message from a friend."

The two million dollars were not spent, but the last sum of three hundred thousand dollars was not in vain. Walking the rivers and lakes, it is right to follow the rules.

The older generation won't lie to you.

It doesn't matter why the Parma Group chose to support Ermu, it is enough for Parma to make a choice.

In fact, Erki Club won the support of Palma Group by ceding the management right of 711 in Texas. The agency right of one continent is of little significance to Ito Yokado. Besides, as the headquarters of 711, Texas has already been full of stores, and the main branch of 711 in Texas The value lies in the real estate of the store. The real estate will be transferred to Ito Yokado with the acquisition. The management right is just to ensure that Futaki will not intervene in the Texas business and allow the sweetness to the Palma Group.

Compared with Xiangjiang Hongmen, which has a North American grand court in the United States, the possibility that Ermu will intervene in Texas is extremely slim.

Palma will not fall into anyone's hands on 711, but he is worried that Houston's dominance will be challenged. After all, the Texas gang is intricate and powerful, and the Palma Group will never give up the first step!
Zhang Guobin knows how to make friends with people, just like a devil knows how to be a guest, be humble and humble, bow and salute.

No one in the world is better than devils.

If you want to compete with others, all means are just supplementary, and the bottom line is to rely on fists to speak.

Intercontinental Hotel, [-]th floor, a suite.

Tojo Ohki was smoking a Nissan "Cabin" cigarette, with a shriveled cigarette case in his white shirt pocket, his shirt collar open to reveal tattoos, a crooked tie in front of his body, and a pair of loaded magazines stuffed into his submachine gun : "Crack."

In the room, more than a dozen young members of the Shibaura group were all wearing white shirts, with cropped cuts, and holding submachine guns in one hand.

In the 80s, Japan's clubs were at their peak, and a group of idle young people could dig their first pot of gold in the bubble era only by joining clubs.

Japanese associations also relied on the economic boom in the bubble years to develop vigorously and escort large enterprises. On the contrary, after the economic downturn in the 90s, a large number of Japanese young people lay flat, lost their courage, and had no interest in joining associations...

Tojo Oki took off the cigarette, exhaled white mist, and said in a vibrating voice: "The Chinese will settle our scores, the Americans will settle our scores, and the British will also settle our scores..."

"How much our Yamato nation has paid to repay the debt!"

The team leader "Ikeda Hideo" raised his gun and took two steps forward, shouting loudly: "The Yamato nation does not owe the Chinese people anything!"

The two cars were sending Ito-Yokado's project negotiation team to the South Company, and the Changshi Group's project negotiation team drove to catch up. The two groups' negotiation teams will jointly confirm the acquisition details and sign the acquisition agreement to officially complete the project acquisition.

The project amount is as high as [-] million US dollars, which is [-] million more than the [-] million US dollars that Southern Company first offered. It can be seen that the strong bidding of the three major groups is imminent, and it has reached the point where Southern Company temporarily increases its price.

For such a high-value acquisition case, the signing of the agreement is definitely not a matter of a day or two. It is fast to confirm various details and bid back and forth. It takes half a month to complete the confirmation.

In fact, Yihai Group still has a lot of opportunities. With the personality of the American ghost, it is not impossible to negotiate a temporary price increase today.

If it weren't for the Southern Company's urgent need for a large amount of financial support for its diversified expansion, the Southern Company may not sell 711 anymore, but companies that are in urgent need of funds are more like a group of hungry wolves.

Zhang Guobin has plenty of time.

……

"Bingo, Ermu will leave all the armed personnel in the hotel, and the personnel are gathering for a meeting."

Zhang Guobin drank milk and spread out a newspaper.

A report from New York came through the headset.

Zhang Guobin looked at the newspaper and asked, "Do you want to be on the headlines in the United States?"

New Yorker was holding an AWM, hiding behind a curtain, aiming the gun down at a suite.

He smiled into the microphone on his collar and said, "On the headlines?"

"It's so hot!"

"I just like to play big!"

"Snapped."

Zhang Guobin put the cup on the bar.

"Oh!"

The shocking gunshots sounded first.

If it is absolutely possible not to punch, Mr. Zhang hopes that he will not punch. If he must fight, Mr. Zhang hopes that he will be the one who punches first.

Perhaps, at the end of the fight, both sides were hurt, and they were completely defeated, but the first punch came out!
The other party will definitely hurt!
Husband battle, courage also!

Zhang Guobin doesn't like to be the one who is beaten passively, especially when he is beaten abroad. This is not my hometown, so he doesn't feel bad if he is beaten.

Originally, he still asked Wenming for interest, but the other party was not polite.

The Erkikai and the Shibaura group also knew very well that there was a Hongmen boss living above the hotel, who had come all the way to South America to compete with them for business, and was destined to use gunfire to prove his status.

Therefore, the Shibaura team had enough preparations before departure, not only mobilizing [-] team backbones, but also negotiating with the Palma Group in advance, and getting weapons and ammunition as soon as they got off the plane.

For the Shibaura team, their sudden entry into the game naturally has advantages. Fortunately, Zhang Guobin acted meticulously and had a group of brothers in the United States.

This high-precision sniper rifle bullet rushed out of the muzzle, the long and narrow gunpowder casing was pushed out of the barrel, and the sharp bullet passed through the buildings.

"Ah!"

The warhead smashed the glass window of the hotel suite in an instant, and the glass shattered like rain and fell to the ground floor. Tojo Ohki's head exploded like a watermelon in an instant.

Ikeda Yong, who was still swearing loudly in front of the team leader just now, was poured with blood all over his face in an instant, and stood there in astonishment holding a gun, his eyes full of dullness.

The bullet is one step faster than the sound, and the sound is faster than the thinking. When the members of the Shibaura team in the room heard the gunshot, Kankan realized that he was shot.

"It's a sniper rifle!"

"There are snipers!"

The twelve members of Shibaura in the room were terrified, shouted in panic, raised their guns and fired at the window, without checking the enemy's position at all.

This is not because the members of the Shibaura team are stupid, but because snipers have the advantage of modern weapons. London Boy continued to pull the bolt and pull the trigger: "Boom!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Bullets were fired, and members of the Ermu Society in suits fell down one by one. In the room reduced to hell, the members of the Ermu Society threw away their weapons and crawled on all fours, scrambling to escape from hell.

The vase exploded, sawdust flew, the cement crumbled where it fell, and the ornate rug crumbled to pieces.

Aberdeen stood in front of the window on the other side, holding an M40A1 sniper rifle, aiming the gun at the members of the Ermu Society who were going to support in the corridor.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

One by one, they knocked down the figures that appeared at the corner of the corridor, and soon the team rushing to the room stopped. At the same time, a group of people rushed down the hotel lobby, walked across the street with guns, crossed the street, and came straight to the apartment building.

At this time, Honolulu put a Barrett on the window, pointed at the elevator that reached the sixteenth floor, and fired.

"Ah!"

The steel plate of the entire elevator box was blown to pieces.

Honolulu put away his equipment and waved a high five to Tokyo.

"Pretty!"

Tokyo was clutching a pair of binoculars.

Target boy, with one ear, a total of four brothers guarded the elevator door, looking at the scene of broken limbs, broken arms and ruins in the elevator box, wearing sunglasses, expressionless.

That howling, moaning, gasping of pain.

A grin suddenly appeared in one ear, and he stretched out his hand to his waist, but Target Boy raised his arm to stabilize his hand. In a black suit, he turned his head and asked, "What are you going to do?"

"Charge some interest!" One ear canal.

The target boy smiled disdainfully: "Let them scream, listen to them howl, this is the reward!"

"Hey, head, you are powerful!" One ear raised a thumb.

"Our duty is to protect Brother Bin. The hail of bullets outside is outside. The downstairs is shooting guns. What's the matter with the upstairs?" Trouble.

He has been by Bingge's side every day, and he has never seen Bingge make any arrangements. The devil obviously offended the local gang.

The dog group is Binge's last body armor, and it will block the gun for the big brother.

"Withdraw!" New York boy pulled up the sniper rifle, with veins emerging in his arm, and put the gun on his shoulder, all movements were smooth and smooth.

The nine people carried backpacks, weapons, and short guns, and walked down the stairs in an orderly manner.

"Kill it out!"

This is a vocation!
……

Zhang Guobin sat in the hotel suite, read the entire Los Angeles Times, and covered the newspaper without interest.

"What nonsense."

"It's too annoying to wipe your butt."

Le color newspaper.

No more!
And this gunfire is destined to burn all over Houston. It is far from the end of a street chase. Don't get me wrong, it is London Aberdeen who chased the little devil all over the street.

(End of this chapter)