America's Big Hero

Things like recycling, tobacco, bars, house rentals, transportation, and more.

After all, it is a veteran mafia family that participated in the establishment of the 'Disciplinary Committee' 50 years ago, with deep roots.

"In terms of smuggling alcoholic beverages, how much does it account for Dimio Group's revenue?" Sean asked after pondering for a while.

"Should be very few. For a big mafia, because they all developed during the prohibition period, they basically have alcohol smuggling channels in their hands, which can be regarded as a start-up industry." Yuri's time in the gang The longest, and the one who knows the most about these things, he continued: "Although the Prohibition Prohibition has long passed, and the main business of the Mafia has changed from smuggling alcohol to drugs, they still control the channels for smuggling alcohol."

"For them, this business is definitely not as profitable as ours. After all, what we make is fake wine..."

"Stop, what is fake wine?" Sean said dissatisfiedly: "Leaving aside the facts, this is not drinkable at all, well, even if it is tested, there is no problem with its ingredients, so why call it fake wine! "

Bill and the others rolled their eyes.

"You guys need to correct this misunderstanding in your thinking." Sean continued as if he didn't see it: "You think it's fake wine, can you have the confidence when you sell it?"

"First of all, you must firmly believe that this is true, true, true!"

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay, what Xiao En said made sense, although he always felt that he might not think so in his heart.

Seeing Xiao En waving his hand, Yuri continued: "Actually, although smuggling wine is not the most profitable for these families, it has become a tradition. You know, they are very concerned about tradition. "

"Moreover, most of the mafia families have now developed into groups. They are no longer controlled by a certain family. There are many small families that control different businesses or regions. If the smuggling of alcohol is controlled by one of the families, it will be even more troublesome. gone."

"Crazy tradition." Sean scolded, "Forget it, Jonas, try to contact me, meet their patriarch, and see if there is any possibility of cooperation, even if the profit is less, can you If you fight and kill, don't fight and kill."

"After all, the old man is not a bad person!"

"Okay, I'll try, but it may not have much hope." Jonas shrugged.

Sean nodded and did not speak. Whether it is useful or not is one thing, but whether to communicate is another.

You can't just go up there for no reason and set fire to them.

Three days later, Jonas finally connected with the Dimio Group, and Akomo Apple agreed to meet with Sean.

Chapter 71: Talking about collapse

Trenton, located in the west of New Jersey, is the state capital, industrial city, state cultural center, and the end of the Delaware River voyage, 45 kilometers southwest of Philadelphia.

With an area of ​​2097 square kilometers and a population of 36 in the large urban area, it has industries such as ceramics, steel cables, rubber, steel, auto parts, aircraft manufacturing, and chemicals, and its economy is relatively developed.

In the United States, the territory is large, the population is small, and the layout of most cities is extremely scattered, so when calculating the population, the "population of large urban areas" is used to calculate the population.

After all, Sean is considered a junior, and he made the appointment, so he drove more than 80 kilometers to Trenton to meet Akomo Appler.

The location was also determined by Acomo Apple, in a coffee shop not far after entering Trenton.

This time when he came to visit the Dimio criminal group, Sean only brought Jonas to drive the car, and none of the others. When he went to other people's territory, unless he brought all the soldiers under his command, how many or how many? It's useless.

Therefore, Bill and the others drove the armored...in the van and waited silently for news ten kilometers away.

If Dimio's people really dare to do something to Sean, let them see the firepower of the American soldiers today!

RPG Bill brought it all!

The car stopped in front of the coffee shop, and two people in windbreakers greeted him immediately. Xiao En smiled and opened his arms to allow the other party to search him.

After the inspection, the other party pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and Sean stepped in. With a glance, he immediately saw the bald middle-aged man sitting alone drinking coffee and reading the newspaper on the central table.

"Sean Rockefeller, right? Sit down." The bald middle-aged man didn't get up, but just smiled and stretched out his hand to greet him.

There is no arrogance on the face or words, the arrogance is only in the heart.

For Akomo Apler, who controls the Dimio Group, the reason why he agreed to meet Sean was simply to see this newly rising young man.

Sean just smiled lightly, and didn't express any dissatisfaction with Akomo Apple's carelessness. He didn't know how to say things like Hedong in 30 years.

Pulling out the chair and sitting down, Sean smiled and took a sip of coffee from the waiter next to him and put it down, "Mr. Akomo Apple, I heard that when you come to Trenton to do business To get the permission of the helm of the Dimio Group, I made a special visit today, and I hope you won't feel abrupt."

"No, this scope should be extended to New Jersey." Akomo Apple put down the newspaper and said with his eyes fixed on Sean.

"Oh, then I also want to start a small business here. I don't know what Mr. Acomo will do."

"The business you mentioned is not small, young man. Moreover, the smuggled alcohol is under the control of the Dimio Group, and there is no room left for you." Acomo Apple still had a smile on his face, " The Dimio Group has been developing for decades, the ship is too big, and there are too many people living on it, there is no way to adjust the direction of operation like you, a newcomer."

"Since it is too big, it should be properly split and reorganized, so that it can become more flexible and better navigate the wind and waves in this era, isn't it?"

"Hey, boy, what about the Dimio Group, it's not your turn to command." On a table not far away, an old man suddenly raised his head and said.

Sean just glanced sideways, and then stared at Akomo Apple in front of him with a half-smile, and the cafe fell into a strange silence for a while.

After a while, Acomo Apple took a deep breath and turned to the old man and said, "Shut up, Klado."

"The Dimio Group will not do anything in a hurry because of a little external matter. We just need to watch slowly, and everything will return to its original point."

"If I set the price of the bootleg wine as low as your purchase price and deliver it to you, it will save you trouble." Sean retreated to the next best thing.

Acomo shook his head.

"What if it's [-]% lower than your purchase price?"

Acomo still shook his head. This is not a question of money. Sean's rise has attracted the attention of the Dimio Group. They will not and cannot let Sean continue to grow.

In fact, Sean was very lucky to choose Newark, which happened to be the intersection of New Jersey and New York, and because of this, it became a buffer zone between New York and New Jersey mafia families, and there was Salaman With the opportunity to gain a firm foothold, there is room for Sean to rise.

Otherwise, it would be very difficult for a new force to rise.

"That's such a pity." Sean shook his head and smiled before standing up. "I'm very glad to meet Mr. Acomo today. Although we can't reach a cooperation for the time being, who can say for sure in the future."

"Maybe." Acomo Apple was still sitting there, just like what he said just now, as the helm of the Dimio Group, he just needs to sit here and slowly watch the changing situation outside .

Dimio is still here.

"Goodbye, Mr. Acomo."

"Goodbye."

Sean took Bill out, the door of the cafe was closed, and the old man who just interrupted snorted coldly: "Arrogant boy!"

"Young people, why not we were like this back then." Akomo Apple took a sip of coffee with a smile, and he didn't pay attention to Sean.

This is not decades ago. The profit of smuggling alcohol is too low to support the rapid rise of a gang. Dimio's intelligence system is very developed, and he knows that the drug business over there is still in the hands of Mexico.

As for Sean's other businesses, in their view, they all exist for money laundering and have no real value.

……

After getting in the car, Sean immediately took out the radio to notify Bill and the others behind him, and he came out by himself. Don't get the news when the time comes, and Bill will bring someone in again.

"It seems that they don't have the slightest intention to cooperate." Jonas said while driving.

"Yeah." Sean sighed, I just want to do a little business honestly, why are there always people who are unwilling to cooperate?

I won't grab anyone's job, why do you always have to be on guard against me?

What bad thoughts can I, a decent person, have!

"What now?" Jonas asked again.

"No one can stop me, not in Salamanga back then, nor in Dimio now!" Sean said firmly.

"Hahaha, I knew you wouldn't agree, it's not that I look down on them, hey, these old guys who talk about tradition all day long don't understand at all, they are actually vulnerable!" Jonas opened Listening to the music on the radio in the car, I twisted my body slightly, "What age is this, what the hell are you doing for family inheritance, passed down from generation to generation, oh my god, it's ridiculous."

"Those guys don't have any fighting power at all!"

"Just like turkeys, as long as you put them on the fire, they will smell immediately."

Chapter 72: Smashing the Veterinarian

Naturally, Sean couldn't send someone to kill people as simply and rudely as Jonas.

Although everyone is indeed a mafia, a gangster, and an organization that advocates violence, that kind of brutal killing tricks will also attract vicious counterattacks.

Not only from the Dimio criminal group, but also from all mafia forces in the United States.

No one wants to be in contact with a group of mad dogs who only know how to kill, that is asking for trouble for themselves.

The next day, Sean called Old Mike again, "You know the Dimio Group in New Jersey."

Old Mike took a deep look at Sean, thought for a while, and finally couldn't help but said, "You still want to overthrow Dimio, don't you?"

"Why not?"

Old Mike pursed his lips for a moment and didn't know what to say. He always felt that his employer was too dangerous, "What do you want me to do?"

"It's very simple. You have been in the police system for so many years, and you have no contact with the police in other cities, right?" Sean smiled and patted Old Mike on the shoulder, "Help me to collect information about Dimi through the police channel. O's information."

"I want all the branches in each city, the police network, criminal records, wanted members, suspected criminal cases, etc.!"

"Shit, why don't you go to Fobo Le, they should have it there!" Old Mike cursed.

"No, no, Fobole may not have such a complete set. They don't have so many detectives, and they may not pay attention to the affairs of those low-level police officers. It is not a system, and they can't control it." Xiao En said with a smile .

Old Mike panted for a long time with his head tilted, and then he stretched out his hand and said bluntly, "Give me one hundred thousand."

"OK, it's a trivial matter." Anyway, it's all black money, so there's no need to wash it. Sean didn't feel bad at all, so he regarded it as an investment.

After dismissing old Mike, Sean sneaked the veterinarian out of the house in the middle of the night.

"Oh my god, why do you have to come to such a ghostly place in the middle of the night every time." Sitting in Sean's car, the veterinarian held his glasses and couldn't help complaining, "Why can't we change the time and place, here... "

Looking at the darkness outside the car window and listening to the sound of the river flowing, the veterinarian felt very uneasy, so he could only talk to relieve the pressure in his heart.

"Help me collect some information, through your secret channel." Sean said straight to the point.

"About what?" The veterinarian rubbed his hands, "The price of information is quite confusing, different people, different things, the price, um, is quite chaotic."

"Dimio Group, what did they find someone to do..."

"No, no, no, this won't work." The veterinarian shook his head quickly, "They won't betray their employer's information. It's not a matter of reputation. Once such things are leaked, people will come to their door, and people will die!"

"No, of course it's not a question of reputation, it's a question of money!" Sean smiled disdainfully, reached out and took the backpack beside him and threw it on the veterinarian.

The veterinarian looked at Xiao En, and immediately thought of what was in the backpack. He swallowed uncontrollably, opened the backpack and looked, and his eyes immediately became straight.

A bag full of money, the veterinarian has never seen so much money, well, Americans are not used to saving money, they are people who have never seen money.

"Look, I'm not short of lines. As long as people have money, they can live well anywhere, can't they?" Sean's voice was like a devil's language, and he broke through the defense line of the veterinarian bit by bit, but the veterinarian didn't think Others will be higher than their bottom line.

"You can tell the person on your line, if anyone can provide particularly lethal information, then he will get a lot of money, a lot of money!" As he said, Sean grabbed his backpack and mentioned... ...didn't move.

Sean looked at the veterinarian. The veterinarian was holding on to the backpack tightly, his eyes full of reluctance.

Sean mentioned again that the veterinarian would not let go. If he didn't love money, he wouldn't be in the business of 'broker'.

"If you want, I can give it to you." Sean smiled and let go of his hand and said, "Here is 30 US dollars. Do you want to join my intelligence team and fully contribute your line? I can give you this money." Give it to you, don’t need much, give me ten years of work!”

Sean was still very envious of the information line in the hands of the veterinarian.

In the United States, doctors, lawyers, and accountants are among the occupations that know the most secrets. Because of a lot of information, you can hide it from your relatives, but you can never hide it from a doctor.

"Impossible, that's too much!" The veterinarian shook his head vigorously.

Sean's eyes lit up, he really didn't expect the veterinarian to be moved, and immediately struck while the iron was hot, "Five years!"

"This..." The veterinarian struggled inwardly.

"Three years!" Sean lowered the standard again. As long as the veterinarian joins his team, he won't be able to quit if he wants to.

"Hoo hoo hoo..." The veterinarian panted heavily. It's not that I'm weak-willed, it's that the other party gave me too much!

After a while, the veterinarian gritted his teeth, "The deal is only three years!"

At this moment, the smart and careful veterinarian's mind went down, and he didn't think about whether he still had a chance to quit.

Sean laughed loudly and patted the veterinarian on the shoulder, "You won't regret this decision. I'll have the person in charge of intelligence contact you tomorrow. Go, take your money, and wish you a sweet dream."

"Definitely, definitely, hahaha." The veterinarian laughed and opened the door and got out of the car.

The veterinarian was on the line, and the old Mike was on the line. Sean himself ordered Armstrong, who was in charge of intelligence, to investigate carefully about the Dimio criminal group.

"Boss, I need manpower. Now I don't have professional intelligence personnel at all. Intelligence collection sounds simple, but it is actually very complicated. Professionals are needed for collection, collation, and analysis, otherwise it is very likely to miss those hidden keys. information." Armstrong had a wry smile on his face.

"How many people do you want?" New Jersey couldn't accommodate two tigers, and Sean was willing to spend all his money.

"At least a standard 8-member intelligence team."

"You are familiar with intelligence talents, you can find them, and I'll give you money." Xiao En agreed immediately, "But you should understand that everything in our security company follows the military system. If someone is not loyal enough... "

"Boss, don't worry, everyone knows the rules." Armstrong nodded heavily.

Watching Armstrong go out, pick up the cigarette on the table and light it, hold it in his hand without inhaling, just watch the cigarette burn slowly, and the gray-white ash slowly grow longer.

The Dimio Group is not something like Salamanga, which can be wiped out casually.