American Manga Dimensional Trader

Thank you, Mr. Brooke! When he got home, Francesca got out of the car and thanked the driver.

You're welcome, it's all for the boss! Brooke waved his hand and drove away.

It seems that your boss may be more powerful than I thought. Looking at the car that drove away, Vito said to his sister.

Why do you say that? Francesca wondered.

If I'm not mistaken, the driver should have been a soldier before, and he was the kind that went to war, Vito explained.

Really? Then I don't know very well, but it's okay, Mr. Kahn is not only an anti-French XX hero who has been in the newspapers, but he is also a material supplier for the military, and it is not surprising that there are several veterans around him. Right? Francesca thought for a while.

Seeing her innocent appearance, Vito shook his head and didn't say much, others might not see it, but he had experienced the European war very well, that Brook's style and temperament did not look like a loose American soldier, but more. Like the German soldiers he had seen when he was captured.

Why is our new home here? Isn't this Irish territory? After pulling his attention back and looking at the surrounding blocks, Vito couldn't help but ask, this new home is in the West End, and the environment is better than before. I don't know how much I live in Little Italy, but in Vito's view, this is a big problem.

In the past ten years, the residential areas of these new Italian immigrants can be said to be distinct from other local ethnic groups. Except for those rich people, no Italian will go to those mainly living in other ethnic groups. The district is uncomfortable.

For example, if an Italian lives in the Italian area, and sometimes encounters some troublesome things, he can spend a little money to find the Italian gangster in his area to fix it, but if you live in the Irish area, who do you ask to help you?

Before Vito was captured as a soldier, he was also a street gangster, and he was very clear about the doorway here.

Vito, don't say such things. There is no Italian mafia in the whole of Chicago. Now the Irish have the final say, but don't worry too much. Mr. Kahn has a very high status in Chicago. The gang members all know that I am helping Mr. Kahn, and they don't dare to trouble us. Francesca immediately persuaded him.

...Well, by the way, sister, after I joined the army, have you seen Joe? He took all the goods for the last ticket. Did he give you the money? Wen Yan said Vito didn't say anything more, but changed the subject and asked.

The Joe he was talking about was actually none other than the Joe Barbaro who first stole the car, got a huge debt by Josie, and was hired by Tony Wendis to follow Margot.

But now this poor bastard, after being killed by Josie, traded it to Daenerys with a trader, and asked Long Ma to help him deal with it.

As for whether to plant flowers or feed dragons, that's not Josie's concern.

And Vito mixed with each other before joining the army.

It was also one night when the two went to steal a store, Joe ran away, Vito was caught, and then he was sent to the army because he knew Italian.

No, since you were arrested, I haven't seen him again, let alone any money. If it wasn't for the kindness of Ms. Margot, we couldn't even get the money for the burial of my father. Find something serious to do, don't mess around with those guys! Francesca said to his brother earnestly.

...My good sister, you're thinking too much, the battle isn't over yet! Vito said helplessly, he still didn't know that Francesca begged Josie.

By the way, I forgot to tell you. I have begged Mr. Kahn to find a way to save you from going back to fight. He has agreed. You have to go see him with me tomorrow and thank him. Lancisca then told Vito.

What? Is this true? Can it be done? Vito's eyes widened when he heard this, his face in disbelief.

Of course, since Mr. Kahn has agreed, he will definitely be able to do it. Francesca said firmly.

Vito opened his mouth, but nothing came out.

At night, lying on the bed in the new bedroom, feeling the soft and comfortable mattress, Vito couldn't sleep for a long time.

He has not enjoyed this tranquility and peace for more than a year.

It would be great if I could really do what my sister said, without having to go back to the battlefield.

It's just that he couldn't help thinking of someone's invitation... Forget it, they don't know where they are now, and they probably forgot about themselves.

After Meimei had a good night's sleep, Vito came to Josie's villa under the leadership of her sister early the next morning.

Vito Scaletta? In the study, Josie asked, looking at the tall and handsome young Italian in front of him. I have to say, my sister is beautiful, and my brother's looks are not bad. God knows their wine *** How did the pro give birth to this pair of good-looking siblings.

Yes, sir, I'm Vito! Vito responded a little embarrassedly, obviously Josie looked younger than him, but the feeling of indifference on the other side made him feel like In the face of those senior officers.

This is your discharge certificate! Josie nodded and pushed a document at hand. Official document from the Veterans Administration, so don't worry about any sequelae.

Thank you very much for your help, Mr. Kahn. Hearing Josie's words, Vito's eyes lit up, and he once again understood what kind of energy Mr. Kahn had in his sister's mouth.

Because the average person, in such a tense time of war, the only possibility of wanting to be discharged is to find a way to falsify the case.

But he had never heard of someone like Josie who directly took out the official discharge document from the Military Administration.

Small thing, Francesca works hard, I'm not a stingy employer, so I won't refuse small requests. Josie waved and asked, I heard that when you were in Europe, Did Captain Rogers save you?

Yes, sir, it's Captain Rogers, who saved Captain Bucky and me. If it wasn't for him, I might have died on the Hydra test bed. Vito also boasted in a timely manner, he was in The first time I walked into this study, I saw the photo of Josie and Captain America hanging on the wall, and it was Team America without a mask.

This made him instinctively think that this Mr. Kahn knew the US team, and the relationship should be good.

It's just that Josh didn't care about his flattery at all.

He cared about another thing.

You mean, you and Bucky are on the test bed together? Josie, who didn't take Vito seriously, asked sternly into Vito's eyes.