Manhattan Reborn 1978

a new day.

new York.

Manhattan, in front of Wildfire Bar on 42nd Street.

In the morning light, David held Susan and Cui Yingying in his arms, stood on the street and watched the car carrying Ruby disappear into the distance. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief and whispered.

"Let's go back~"

"Ok!"

Susan responded casually, looked at Cui Yingying, and teased David: "You... never thought about letting her stay?"

"As long as you are firm, she will definitely agree!"

"Hehe~"

David raised his hand and put it on Susan's head, smiling: "If you want to stay, you won't leave; if you want to leave, why should I force you to stay?"

"She is the most important memory in my life, but I can't always live in the past..."

"Now that I have you, I should cherish the present and the future!"

"Oh.."

Susan winked at Cui Yingying playfully, kissed David on the face, and said happily: "Then go back to work~"

"us.."

"Hi~David, morning!"

When the three of them were standing in front of the bar talking and joking, Auston, the person in charge of the auxiliary police office across the street, got out of the car that had just stopped with a smile, waved to David and shouted.

"Hey~ Good morning! Auston~"

"Susan, Yingying, you go back first~"

"Okay~!"

. . .

A few minutes later, Wildfire Bar.

Auston and David randomly found a seat to sit down in the somewhat empty bar.

Menge, the steel-toothed dog who was in charge of handing over the bar this morning, cheerfully brought them two bottles of Coke, turned around and sat back in front of the bar, watching silent TV programs quietly and leisurely. .

David picked up two bottles of Coke, opened the bottle caps on the corner of the table, and pushed one of them in front of Auston. After he raised his neck and took a sip, he felt very happy and smiled at Auston.

"I've been busy at home these days, and I haven't been able to find a chance to chat with you~"

"how have you been?"

Auston twirled the Coke bottle in his hand, shrugged and said with a smile: "Recently, there have been a lot fewer strange bank robbery cases~"

"It's all robberies, murders, thefts, etc.~"

"Oh?"

"It's the bounty offered by the bank. Did it work?"

"Yes! Haha~"

Auston raised the Coke bottle and took a sip, smiling and shaking his head: "Even those bankers don't want to admit it..."

"But it is indeed those bounties that have made many guys who originally wanted to take risks and do something, give up the idea and instead... look for faster ways to make money~"

"..?You said it faster...meaning?"

"cocaine!"

"..."

David was speechless by this answer~

Drug trafficking. .Is it faster to make money than robbing a bank?

David has never been exposed to these two kinds of "business" ~

However, he has a clear understanding of their huge profits and the risks they bear.

All the shortcuts for ordinary people to get rich overnight are basically written into the criminal law. .

This is no joke!

Emm. .

After David thought about it for a while, he put all these "distractions" aside, took another sip of Coke, and smiled at Auston.

“I went to Mag Ludwig’s house a few days ago and met Mayor Hardman!”

"Has he had any influence on you since he took office?"

Auston tilted his head and said with a smile: "As a high-ranking mayor... what influence can he have on a little person like me?"

"However, after that guy Matthews was promoted to commissioner of the New York Police Department, the original commissioner took the position of police commissioner..."

"Judging from the age at which he is about to retire, Matthews will definitely be the next police commissioner~"

"Oh...that guy got promoted too!?"

"Didn't he give the auxiliary police office you are in charge of more benefits?"

"..No~"

"We are just a temporary non-staff department, and I am very satisfied if we can maintain our current benefits!"

David shook his head, raised the Coke bottle and drank it in one gulp, then wiped his mouth and smiled.

"I had a joke with Mayor Hardman and wanted him to solve the problem of garbage on the streets."

"But these days have passed, and he may have forgotten about it~ There has been no response so far."

"So, I would like to ask your help to find some down-to-earth, hard-working people who are willing to earn this hard money to clean up the street near the bar."

Auston's eyes widened in surprise, and he asked with confusion in his voice: "You... want to hire someone to clean up the garbage on the street at your own expense?"

"Haha~ It's not just garbage, there are also those bastards who urinate and defecate everywhere..."

David curled his lips and spread his hands and said: "It's winter now. Those in the corners and by the phone booths... will soon be frozen into lumps of ice. It's easier to clean up~"

"But in spring, we need to open the windows..."

"Man, we've been living in a giant garbage heap!"

"Originally, I was just a small person working here, and I didn't have the ability to change anything~"

"But now I want to make the area around the bar cleaner with less garbage and urination and defecation, so that my body and mind can be healthier and happier..."

"...Okay~ You are the boss, you have the final say!"

"Hahaha~ I'll leave it to you then?"

"Ok!"

Auston showed his big white teeth, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "But this fee...?"

"Tell me, how much do you want?"

"It needs at least 2000 dollars a month."

"no problem!"

"Mengo!"

"You remember to take money from Susan and give it to Officer Allston before today every month!"

"Okay!" The steel-toothed dog Menge, who had been facing away from the two of them and eating melon with his ears erect, turned around and responded.

"ok~"

"Man, are you okay?"

"I'm going home to change clothes and get ready to go to work~"

"Gone!"

"Then we have time to talk again?"

"Hahaha~ok!"

----

Florida.

Jacksonville, south bank of the St. Johns River.

In a club on the promenade.

Polly Sidrich packed her suitcase in the bedroom, pushed it to the door and handed it to Cohen, and asked with a smile.

"Are you all ready too?"

"Hmm~"

Cohen, who was wearing a pair of big sunglasses and a suit, took the suitcase and snorted with a serious smile.

Polly put a coat she was going to wear after getting on the plane on her arm and thought, walking outside, she asked with a smile.

"Hey~ That's right!"

"That Blanco, did you call and ask for an appointment later?"

"...Hit~"

"Did she really ask you out?"

"You lose! Take the money~"

Cohen looked at Polly's little hand, and with a dull expression, he took out ten dollars from his pocket and handed it to her. .

"Hahaha~"

Polly laughed proudly and raised the ten-meter dollar, and asked Cohen with the light of gossip almost coming out of her eyes.

"Did you go to see her?"

"..went!"

"Wow~ You...you went?"

"..Um!"

"Then what? What did you talk about?"

"Didn't anything else happen tonight?"

"I see that the way she looks at you doesn't look like she's going to let you go..."

"..."

Cohen lowered his head, rubbed his nose with his hand, stretched out his right hand to Polly, and said with a smile: "You really want to know?"

"Of course~"

"After that, you can only listen to the plot by paying..."

"Take the money!?"

"Why..??"

Polly waved the ten-meter yuan in her hand in front of Cohen's eyes, curled her lips and whispered: "You didn't tell me, did you?"

"It's ok!"

"I'll ask Blanco! She will definitely..."

"Cough~cough...hmm..."

"Why do you ask these questions?"

"This is all private between us!"

"Do you understand privacy?"

"Hahaha~"

"What kind of bullshit privacy can there be between you two?"

"Is it possible...do you still want to fall in love?"

"No! Impossible! Don't talk nonsense!"

"Oh...yo~"

"What are you excited about?"

"Hahaha~"

Polly looked at Cohen amusedly, feeling that he seemed a little too nervous. .

Cohen also noticed his "gaffe" and quickly closed his mouth, raised his chin forward, and signaled.

"Meyer Lansky, here we come!"

"..Um!"

"You wait for me, I'll go say goodbye to him."

"Ok!"

. . .

Meyer Lansky, who is about the same age as Polly's father Malkin Sr., is also considered a legendary gang boss in Florida.

But it was what Polly admired most about him. .It's not that he was ruthless during his decades in the gang, but that in the past few years, he faced such a complicated and dangerous situation with the military, FBI, CIA, IRS, etc. in Florida.

Meyer Lansky, relying on his extraordinary "business" sense and bold and careful acting style, abruptly rose from a small gang leader to the status of a gang leader.

Smuggling has made his career possible, and it has also put him at the forefront of the IRS's blacklist.

irs, full name: U.S. Federal Tax Service. .

Meyer Lansky, who has been running the smuggling business for decades, did not let the IRS catch any mistakes and bring him to justice. .It already shows his ability and strength~

. . .

The door of the club.

Polly quickly stepped forward and hugged Uncle Lansky, smiling and saying, "Thank you for your hospitality these days!"

"When you have time to go to New York, dad and I..."

"Hehe~"

Meyer Lansky patted Polly on the shoulder with a kind smile and said.

"Time... goes so fast~"

"The last time I went to New York was... five years ago, right?"

"Ok!"

"When you go back, remember to greet your mother Sena for me~"

"As for your dad...he's just an old bastard!"

"Next time I go to New York, just come over with your mother to entertain me. Don't let him come over."

"Hahaha~"

Polly didn't care about Uncle Lansky's "unobtrusive talk". She nodded with a sweet smile and said: "Then I will go with my mother and sister, and then I will bring David~"

"Let you meet him too!"

"David?"

"You and that kid...? Are you sure you're in a relationship?"

"Ok!"

"Tsk, tsk~ OK!"

"When I go there next month, I will bring him a gift~"

"Gift?"

"you..?"

"Hehe~"

"Stop guessing~get in the car and go!"

"See you next month in New York!"

"...Okay! Goodbye uncle!"

. . .

Meyer Lansky stood on the side of the street, watching the two cars quickly disappear from sight, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

Polly this time left the state, bringing the trust. .That thing. .

It's just a business that Malkin deliberately threw out for everyone to see~

What old Malkin has in mind is far more and further than people imagine~

Meyer Lansky walked to a small room on the first floor of the club, closed the door, and sat down to meditate.

Their generation is already old~

Old Malkin, with very capable juniors such as Polly and Ludy, can successfully complete the handover. .

Meyer Lansky, who started from scratch, has yet to find a qualified successor~

How can your family keep their wealth and survive smoothly? . ?

Meyer Lansky feels that he must think carefully!

----

Europe.

Madrid, Spain.

The afternoon sun spreads on the earth through a few thin clouds.

Elena Mesa, holding the microphone in her hand, walked to the apartment window, stared at the "crime scene" apartment building in the distance, and whispered.

"Where did you get your information?"

"...I understand~"

"I will convey it to you~"

"However, the specific price..."

"Okay! Wait for my call~"

. . .

Elena put down the phone, walked to the side with a dull expression and picked up the notebook. After writing down the content of the call, she looked at the notebook in her hand, and suddenly something flashed before her eyes. .A very familiar figure~

David! ?

At this moment, he. .what are you doing?

Elena's eyes were a little dazed, and she stood there thinking for a while, then slowly walked to the phone and sat down, hesitantly picked up the phone and dialed.

"..Hello~"

"it's me!"

Otis Parker on the other side of the phone asked in surprise: "Are you in a hurry?"

"Correct!"

Elena took a deep breath, put away all the distracting thoughts in her head, looked at the notebook and whispered: "Another guy who claims to be the old man of the mountains has appeared~"

"He publicly announced to the outside world that the Eagle's Nest in Khwarezm has been rebuilt!"

"Anyone who wants to meet the assassins in white can pay a certain price and hire them to assassinate anyone."

"Oh??"

"Where did this madman come from?"

"I don't know~"

"...Is the news reliable?"

"reliable."

"Has anyone contacted them? Is there really an assassin in white appearing?"

"Have!"

"It is said that they received countless commissions in a short period of time..."

"They only selectively accepted four commissions, and now they have all been completed~"

"...Is there any evidence?"

"no!"

"Hehe~"

"I know~"

"As for their follow-up news, you don't need to follow me anymore. I'll find someone else to handle it~"

"You...when do you plan to come back?"

Elena Mesa held up the phone without speaking and hung up the phone silently.

go back?

Maybe, I can’t go back~

PS:

very sorry!

Another short day. .

Our whole family was infected and we were all lying at home to rest. .