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Chapter 2296 I used to be a farmer!
New York, Brooklyn,

Safe House,
Holding a bottle of vodka in his hand, Lu Yan couldn't help but burp and said, "Oh, this feeling of being tipsy is simply amazing!"

Looking at Lu Yan not far away, Smith looked at Donna with a worried look and said, "Is your boss okay? He drank a lot!"

"It should be fine!"

Looking at Smith with a bit of embarrassment, Donna didn't know how to answer.

But at this moment, the phone rang.

Picking up the phone, Lu Yan looked at the caller ID and immediately became serious and said, "It's me!"

"The person chasing you is called Hertz. He is from the Irish group. You should also know the congressman behind him."

Just as Benjamin was speaking, Lu Yan showed a hint of surprise on his face and asked, "So it was him?"

After hanging up the phone, Lu Yan's expression turned silent.
When he was in the Special Service Department, Benjamin led Lu Yan and others to do a lot of "dirty work"!
One of the deals was about an Irish group.

However, at that time, they received a warning, but Benjamin didn't care. Unexpectedly, they were actually related to this matter!
Thinking of this, Lu Yan was speechless, because New York is so small!

"Have you found out who is behind this?"

Looking at Lu Yan curiously, Smith asked,

"We've checked it out. He's still an old friend of ours!"

With a smile on his face, Lu Yan took apart the Thompson beside him and began to check it.
Not long after, when Lu Yan finished reassembling, Smith asked, "Let me go with you!"

"No problem, Donna, take care of the kids here, we'll go get breakfast!"

Picking up the windbreaker on the hanger beside him, Lu Yan put it on and turned to walk outside.

Looking at Lu Yan's back, Donna couldn't help but said, "Be careful!"

"Don't worry, nothing will be safer than this!"

With a smile on his face, Lu Yan turned around and walked out of the safe house.

Following Lu Yan out, Smith asked: "Where are we going now?"

"Find the Irish group and kill them!"

Speaking calmly, Lu Yan couldn't help but take out a cigarette from his pocket.

In the city of New York, most groups are divided by race.

For example, Nige's Crips, the Bloods, and the once famous Black Panther Party,
They are all made up of black people. Although there are many white people among them, they are a very small minority.

But the Irish Group is different, they are truly a family!

Just like Lu Yan once came from Sicily, Mafia will never accept any outsiders to join the top management!

And even if it exists, it is limited to the level of military strategists and legion killers!
But precisely because of their purity, these groups are so extremely dangerous.

Hearing Lu Yan's words, Smith's face also showed a solemn expression.

Getting into the car, Lu Yan opened the door and said, "If you're scared, you can wait for me here!"

"No, I never said I was scared!"

Looking at Lu Yan seriously, Smith opened the car door seriously.

With the roar of the car, the black Ford Mustang drove away into the distance.

In a landmark building,
At this moment, Hertz was holding the phone with a serious face and said, "I know, I will get this done as soon as possible. Don't worry, there is still time, and I will definitely bring the child back before the operation!"

After hanging up the phone, Hertz couldn't help rubbing his brows, because the pressure had reached him.
If he can't resolve this matter as soon as possible, the development of their group will definitely be curbed!

After all, when you come here, you have to adapt to the local customs. Who doesn’t have a congressman to support them?
The Irish Group seized the opportunity and developed.

Looking at the night view of New York outside the window, Hertz took a deep breath, then picked up the phone and said, "It's me. Send someone to look for him. I don't care what you do. I must see that damn kid before dawn!" "Yes, boss!"

After hanging up the phone, the other party showed a helpless look.

Because of tonight's operation, they have lost most of their action team.

In the building's parking lot,
When Lu Yan was about to drive in, the security guard stretched out his hand with a serious face and said, "This is private land!"

“Can’t we park here?”

Looking at the security guard curiously, Lu Yan showed a hint of surprise.
"cannot!"

Looking at Lu Yan, the security guard quickly refused.
"Okay, I'll change places now!"

As he spoke, Lu Yan turned the steering wheel and then slammed into the security booth.

As the security guard fainted in an instant, Lu Yan slowly reversed into the lane: "Hell doesn't even dare to charge me for parking, and you dare to ask me to park in another place?"

Looking at Lu Yan in shock, Smith couldn't help but asked in surprise: "Do we have to break in like this?"

"What else? If he doesn't call the people back, are we just waiting to be attacked every day?"

Looking at Smith beside him, Lu Yan smiled.

Smith was dumbfounded when he saw Lu Yan's violent behavior.

He is a killer! He is good at killing his targets, not being a gangster!
Lu Yan: There are no witnesses, so who knows it was you who did it?
Smith:
In the monitoring room,

When the Irishman saw the security booth being knocked away and a Ford Mustang driving in, he immediately picked up the communicator and said, "There are assassins coming up, everyone get off!"

"What? Killer?"

Holding the communicator in disbelief, the Irish people were somewhat shocked.

Because which unreliable killer would actually think of rushing into their headquarters building to assassinate them?

Is he crazy?
Riding the elevator upstairs, Smith was completely dumbfounded.
Not only did you assassinate him, but you also took the elevator. Do you really think the surveillance cameras are just for decoration?

Or are the Irish just too stupid to see what you do in the parking lot?
"Ding!"

The elevator door opens,

As the killers with guns looked inside, they saw a round ball slowly rolling out.
With their heads down, when everyone saw this thing clearly, they were stunned.
Because this is actually a grenade!
"hidden!"

There was a loud roar, and the killers dodged to the left and right.

But at this moment, white smoke came out of the grenade, which was obviously a fake.
But before they could react, a man holding a Thompson walked out of the elevator.
With a smile on his face, Lu Yan waved his left hand and said, "Merry Christmas!"

"Da, da, da, da."

As the Chicago typewriter sounded, blood mist began to appear on everyone.

In just a few seconds, the killers fell to the ground in an instant.
Smith cautiously emerged from the elevator with a gun in hand. Looking at the scene, he looked surprised and asked, "What did you do before?"

“I used to farm!”

Giving a thumbs up, Lu Yan couldn't help but walk forward, then turned around and said, "Move bricks while you're at it!"

Looking at Lu Yan in shock, if Donna hadn't told Smith that he graduated from the University of California, he would have probably believed this nonsense.
Besides, wasn't he studying law? How did it become agriculture?

Coming in front of the monitor, Lu Yan raised his gun and shot it to pieces, then walked forward and said, "Fa Luo Mi!"

In the office on the top floor of the building,
Hertz looked at the scene in front of him and immediately picked up the phone and said, "Call everyone back. I'm going to kill these two bastards!"

"Yes, boss!"

After hanging up the phone, I saw the Irish group start to take action.

(End of this chapter)