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At night, the hustle and bustle of the night shift could still be faintly heard on the pier. On the road with sparse traffic, a black Ford van sped by. The door opened and a squirming sack was dropped, and then walked away without looking back. Soon it was again. Another van appeared, loaded the sacks, and quickly disappeared into the darkness of New York.

New York is in the calm before the storm. Although there is no large-scale fighting, the major gangs are testing each other. Tracking and other things are normal. In this special period, you can never be too careful.

Therefore, when Karaev was stripped clean, even his mouth and anus were carefully inspected several times with fingers, and if there were no problems, he was stuffed into a sack and transported to Leonid several times. At present, not to mention Karayev himself and the guys who may be following him, even the people responsible for the transportation have no idea where the "goods" will eventually be sent.

When Karayev stretched his head out of the sack, he saw dazzling lights. The fat Leonid was sitting at the desk wearing gray striped overalls and enjoying a rough and rich dinner. Karayev Yev felt a deep fear in his heart. He wanted to move his body, but his limbs were tied behind his back with ropes and he could not move at all.

Leonid waved the knife in his hand, motioning for his men to remove the rag from Karayev's mouth, stuffed the delicious pickled cucumber into his fat lips, and then said in a thick voice, "I originally wanted to kill you Karayev directly." Yev, especially after my dear brother, Ivan”

"Click"

Leonid's face turned red, and the force of anger caused the knife to instantly cut the dinner plate. He let out a long breath. The sound made Karaev shrink back instinctively, but because he was tied tightly, he There was no way to move at all.

"Tell me, they said you have important news. You must tell me in person. This is the only reason why you are still alive."

Leonid drank a glass of vodka to calm down the anger in his heart. He knocked the old clock on the table with his table knife and said hoarsely, "You have one minute. If you dare to play tricks on me, you will find that death will be a luxury." "

Karayev looked at Leonid's close subordinates with a strange expression. After Leonid frowned slightly and waved for them to leave, Karayev whispered, "Invitation, Mr. Leonid, I know. Where is the invitation?”

Leonid's expression changed. As a newcomer to the gang, Karayev didn't know exactly what he wanted to get back. The order he received was to get back the bricks of heroin. Obviously, Ivan who was traveling with him wouldn't tell him either. He stood up quickly, even knocking over the wine glass in front of him. "What did you say?"

Karayev was frightened by Leonid's fierce gaze and shrank his neck. He was so nervous that he regretted it to death. Why did he agree to such a suicide attempt? But now that the matter was over, he could only bite the bullet and said, "It's Yamaguchi." The group, it was the Yamaguchi group who hired that man. On the first night I defeated Ivan and Ivan threw me out of the room. I was knocked unconscious and waited until I woke up."

Karayev glanced at Leonid tremblingly, and then said quickly, "I know I shouldn't be alive. I originally wanted to escape. I even got on the boat leaving New York, but I met that man. , and Kazuo Yamaguchi, I overheard their conversation about the gold “k” invitation.”

"Those damn island monkeys."

Leonid gritted his teeth and cursed. Everything made sense. A powerful Asian clearly acted against the gold "k" invitation. How did Yamaguchi Kazuo know the specific location of the invitation?

If this is the case, the spy has only this possibility. Leonid's small eyes have already flashed with bloody light, and his mind has already considered everyone around him.

Sometimes the world is like this, and stories are far easier to believe than facts. If Karaev told him that it was all a damn coincidence, Leonid would probably blow his head to pieces.

Leonid pursed his lips. Karaev had surprised him by saying this, but he couldn't show any satisfaction. It was like squeezing oil out of him, bit by bit, and he hummed. He said, "Is this all there is? These things can't buy your life."

After saying that, his hand holding the fork slowly thrust into Karayev's eyes. Karayev screamed again, "And I heard that man ask Yamaguchi Kazuo for 5000 million, and me." Know when they’re going to trade.”

At this point, Karayev suddenly shut up. This was the most important news, and Wang Zang told him that this news could not be easily told to Leonid.

"where"

Leonid's hand stopped in mid-air and he deliberately asked in a thick voice. He also patted Karaev's face with his fork. The cold and greasy touch made Karaev shiver. He quickly say

"Sir, I"

Leonid interrupted him directly, and then asked urgently, "Stop talking nonsense, Karaev, tell me where the transaction is, and I will not lose any of the benefits you deserve."

Karayev stared at Leonid closely, seeming to confirm the authenticity of his words. After more than ten seconds, he finally breathed out and said, "The time is tomorrow night in the abandoned warehouse area of ​​the Hudson River Port Terminal." .”

Leonid frowned and stood up. He called the bodyguards to come in, untied Karayev, and then said in a deep voice, "I believe you can keep your mouth shut. Lemon will take you to rest. When the king comes, At the end, you will get what you deserve, dollars, beauties and an invitation to a big club, but I will verify your information if I find out that you are lying to me hehe."

Karayev shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he did not have the courage, bowed slightly to Leonid, and followed the bodyguard out.

Leonid sat deeply at his desk, all the expressions on his fat face disappeared. He did not completely believe Karayev's words, but the golden "k" invitation could not be missed at all.

He has dealt with Kazuo Yamaguchi several times. He is an ambitious guy, and there are some mysterious forces behind the Yamaguchi-gumi, giving him enough ability to realize his ambitions, even if it may be deliberately released by the Yamaguchi-gumi. A trap, but Leonid is confident enough in himself, and the resources and power he can use are deeper than those of the Yamaguchi-gumi.

Leonid came back to his senses. He sneered and muttered to himself, "Yamaguchi Kazuo, let me see what tricks you can come up with. No matter what, you will be dead tomorrow night."

Then, Leonid called the phone, "Bartok, I need you to help me investigate something. Also, tell your guys to get ready and start working."

At night, there is an old red-brick building on an abandoned pier by the Hudson River. This is a corner of New York City and is inaccessible, so it has become the best place for some shady activities.

Leonid selected more than 200 gunmen and quietly surrounded the vast area near the old red brick building. As for himself, he was waiting on the roof of the building from a distance, with twelve tall and tall men standing behind him. Wearing a black suit, with short blond hair, and hands behind his back wearing black leather gloves, the Russian giants stood as straight as iron towers.

A strong man wearing brown camouflage pants stood next to Leonid. He had a neat crew cut and a neatly trimmed beard. He had his hands on his hips and was full of confidence. It was obvious that he was a man who took life very seriously.

Bartok once served in the French Special Forces, and later retired for unknown reasons. He recruited a group of former subordinates to form Bartok's mercenary team. With years of training in leg strength, he has powerful explosive power and is known in the underground world. As the Leaper, as the top unarmed combat master in the underground world, Bartok the Leaper is as famous as the Master of Imitation.

But the two have different focuses. The always solitary Taskmaster is suitable for covert assassination operations, while Bartok and his team, as well as the intelligence network he has run for many years, are suitable for stealth operations, espionage, smuggling and other activities. , so business is far more prosperous than Imitation Master.

Bartok looked at the darkness in the distance and said confidently, "I have found out clearly that the Yamaguchi Group has traces of large-scale fund mobilization today. In addition, my informant in the Yamaguchi Group told me that tonight the Yamaguchi Group made a large sum of money." A lot of people were mobilized for the transaction, but the content of the transaction was unclear, and Yamaguchi Kazuo was personally responsible."

Leonid's eyes were ferocious, and all the teeth in his mouth were about to be broken. It was all the fault of Anthony, that good-for-nothing, for betraying his trust. He gritted his teeth and said, "Then that damn island monkey dared to put his hand in I’ll go to my dinner table, kill him tonight, and I’ll give you what you want.”

At night, a round moon looms in the clouds.

When it was almost midnight, a few lights came on in the dark abandoned dock area, and then several Honda cars drove over. There were about 300 Yamaguchi-gumi members in black suits scattered in all directions, holding in their hands They were all clearly holding heavy firepower and looking around cautiously, but the Russian gangster gunmen who had been hidden for a long time obviously would not let their clues slip away so easily.

Leonid's fists clenched loudly, and he saw through the night vision goggles the Japanese man who had just stepped out of the car. He was tall among the Japanese, about 1.7 meters tall. He was wearing a black windbreaker and carrying a Top hat and red scarf, thin face and thin lips, and a neatly trimmed mustache. It was none other than Kazuo Yamaguchi, the head of the Yamaguchi-gumi in New York. Leonid smiled sinisterly in a low voice, and then ordered through the headset, "We will attack when another target appears." Kill this son of a bitch."

At midnight, an old-fashioned pickup truck drove over, and the surrounding Yamaguchi-gumi members suddenly became vigilant.

But only one man got out of the car, holding a small silver suitcase in his hand. His warm smile was exactly the same as in the photo. Leonid's eyes were red, and his anger had reached its peak. He gritted his teeth and whispered, "That's it." This damn bastard, kill my dearest Ivan, kill him for me."

In a dark corner, the two gunmen came to the command head and sneaked out of the bunker. They gently lifted up their close partners, aimed at the heads of the man and Yamaguchi Kazuo, and then pulled the trigger.

"bang bang"

The sound of gunshots, like the howl of death, was particularly deafening in the darkness. A white light flashed across Yamaguchi Kazuo's body, and he was staggered by the bullet. The vigilant guards around him hurriedly surrounded him, and he only took two steps forward. Wang Zang fell to the ground in response.