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Chapter 2145 You are not qualified to negotiate terms with me!
Manhattan, New York,

In the solemn hotel,

Many men in suits and coats were standing guard at the door.

When the black cars stopped, someone immediately stepped forward and opened the door.

Entering the conference room, they went straight to their seats and sat down.
Not long after, the door was pushed open again, and a young man with a smile appeared in front of everyone.

Seeing the other party appear, many people stood up and said, "Lu, I'm glad to see you!"

"I'm honored to meet you too!"

Saying hello with a smile on his face, Lu Yan also came to sit on one side and sat down.
Just after everyone had arrived, Lu Yan took out a map and said, "I invite all family representatives here because I respect everyone, and I have some ugly words to say in front of you. After all, I am a soldier, so sometimes, I have trouble doing things." It’s quite extreme, do you understand?”

After hearing Lu Yan's words, everyone present could not help but become gloomy.
Because as early as two days ago, when everyone learned that Lu Yan invited everyone, they felt something was wrong.

After all, this person is recognized as a "battlefield butcher".

Although they are representatives of the "group", which ruffian have you ever seen who dared to challenge someone in military uniform?
What's more, Lu Yan represents not only him, but also the people from the military behind him!
"Lu, if you have anything to say, just say it. As long as it's not too much, I think everyone can accept it!"

Looking at Lu Yan, the old man sitting above said with a smile on his face,
"I need a piece of land in the suburbs to build a car factory, and Harlem is your jurisdiction, right? They have the license for Mafia!"

After asking the old man, Lu Yan laughed.

"That's true, but we rarely communicate with that group of people, but since you need it, we don't care!"

Looking at Lu Yan with a calm face, the old man relaxed instantly.
I originally thought that Lu Yan was going to put forward some excessive "conditions", but I didn't expect that he just wanted the land in Harlem!

That place is the territory of African Americans. Even if the names are registered under the five major groups in New York, they are all doing their own things after all. As long as they don't cause trouble, the groups will rarely mess with people!
After all, after the war, even the "Maffias" knew that making money was the most important thing.
If it saves you trouble, try not to do it.

If that doesn't work, then go directly and deal with the people who caused the trouble!
And this is something Lu Yan learned after becoming the "godfather"!

If you can't handle this, then I'll do it to you!
Anyway, at least one of the things and people has to disappear!
"Since everyone agrees, I won't talk nonsense. The next two days will be a bit chaotic, but I hope I can get along well with everyone in New York!"

After standing up and leaving, Lu Yan turned around and walked out of the conference room.
Seeing Lu Yan coming and going like the wind, many people quickly wiped the cold sweat from their faces.
Compared to their "godfather" status in the group, this one looks more like an iron-blooded dictator!
Mafia: We can dig a pit for two people at most, but he can dig a pit for a thousand people.
Lu Yan: Thousands of people? A little less?

Back to the parking space in front of the hotel,
Lu Yan got straight into the car and headed towards Harlem.

Now that the "Mafia" greeting is over, it's time to get started!

As a man who once served as a "godfather", Lu Yan knew the importance of courtesy first and then fighting.
He came here not only to say hello, but also to warn those people that he wanted to control Harlem, so don't come looking for death!

But after chatting, he found that these people were quite "interesting"!

Although some of the reasons are that Harlem belongs to African Americans, the more reason is that everyone does not want to cause trouble!

After all, Lu Yan came here not just to break into New York alone, but there was also a whole company of "retired soldiers"!

Harlem, in a restaurant somewhere,
Seeing Lu Yan walk in, the boss immediately noticed something was wrong.
"Go get Malcolm!"

Sitting on the chair, Lu Yan looked at his boss with a calm face.

After hearing his words, the boss smiled awkwardly and said, "Sir,"

"If you don't want this store to blow up, you'd better do it quickly!"

After looking at the boss, Lu Yan took out the cigar box and opened it slowly.

"Okay, I'll go now!" He quickly left and the boss immediately informed the black man squatting outside the door.
Not long after, a black man in a neat suit walked in, followed by a group of people.

Looking at Lu Yan and Ah San beside him, he had a puzzled look on his face and said, "Do we know each other?"

"I don't know, but I want Harlem and your piece of land in the suburbs. I can give you this number!"

Taking out a coin and throwing it on the table, Lu Yan raised his head with a smile on his face and said, "How is it?"

"Are you kidding me? Bastard!"

Looking at Lu Yan angrily, Malcolm had never met a guy who was looking for death in such a long time in Harlem.

But at this moment, Lu Yan lit his cigar, slowly raised his head and said, "Malcolm, you are not qualified to negotiate terms with me, because if it weren't for damn Lincoln, I could chain you to the door at any time now."

"Asshole, what are you talking about?"

Looking at Lu Yan angrily, the black man beside him immediately took out the revolver from his waist.

Looking at the muzzle of the gun, Lu Yan smiled and said, "Who are you trying to scare with this toy?"

As Lu Yan finished speaking, the roar of a submachine gun suddenly appeared at the door.

"Da da da!"

Under the fierce bullets, more than a dozen Ah Sans walked in with cold faces and disdain in their eyes.
Because this group of chimpanzees was simply too incompetent compared to the Japanese troops they saw.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Malcolm couldn't help but said: "Who are you!"

"My name is Lu Yan. I am a man who just came off the battlefield. They all call him a butcher, but so do my people. If you want to start a war, I will fight you after twelve o'clock tonight until either side is completely free. Fight to death! What do you think?”

Looking at Malcolm with a smile on his face, Lu Yan narrowed his eyes and said, "Take your money from selling yourself and get out of Harlem. From now on, I have the final say here!"

Looking at Lu Yan angrily, Malcolm glanced at Ah San who was holding a gun behind him, and immediately gritted his teeth and said, "Mafia will not let you go!"

But just as Malcolm finished saying this, Lu Yan shook his head and said, "If you want to seek help, you'd better get out of here. Mafia is not willing to offend me for you. Moreover, All of New York! This will be my city!”

Opening his arms, Lu Yan couldn't help but laugh,
Looking at Lu Yan, the Asans around him also burst into laughter.
Staring at Lu Yan, Malcolm turned around and left with the others.

At this moment, the soldier beside him asked: "Sir, don't you need to deal with him here?"

"It's broad daylight, how rude! Find someone to blow him up at night!"

Biting his cigar, Lu Yan spit out a thick mist from his mouth.
But at this moment, the police siren sounded outside. When the police detective who came over saw this scene, he immediately raised his gun and roared: "Hey, put down the gun in your hands!"

Looking at the other party, Lu Yan sneered: "Didn't your boss tell you that there will be no need for patrols in Harlem from today on?"

Suddenly froze on the spot, the patrolman seemed to have thought of something.
But at this time, Lu Yan took out a wad of money and said, "Come here, take it, and learn to be smarter in the future!"

Looking at Lu Yan blankly, the patrolman hesitated for a moment, then stepped forward.
Seeing Lu Yan stuffing the money into himself, the patrolman couldn't help but said, "Sir, who are you?"

"Lu! You just need to remember this!"

Turning around and getting in the car to leave, Lu Yan threw the cigar out of the window.

(End of this chapter)