Manhattan Reborn 1978

new York.

In the early morning, the east is slightly bright~

Manhattan, 42th Street.

Old Hawk, the street sweeper, pushed a four-wheeled cart full of various garbage, slowly walking from west to east towards the Wildfire Bar.

When he passed by the front door of Bobi's Food Store, he subconsciously turned his head and took a look inside, shaking his head with sigh in his heart.

Old Bobby, who always likes to claim to be an Italian immigrant, makes traditional Italian sausages that are indeed very authentic.

But this guy hasn't opened a store for several days in a row recently, and I don't know. .Has his granddaughter, Little Bobbie, been found? .

. . .

In the Wildfire Bar not far away.

Menge, the steel-toothed dog, was sitting at the bar, with a contented look on his face, smearing a thick layer of peanut butter on the sandwich in his hand. .

Erica, the bartender standing at the bar, quickly pushed one of the several wads of change in front of Menge, put her hands on her hips and smiled.

"You're just like peanut butter...?"

"Don't you look at how fat your belly has become?"

"Hahaha~" Menge, the steel-toothed dog, licked the peanut butter, put the change into his pocket, and laughed.

"I'm not your woman, I have to stay in shape at all times..."

"Being fatter for me will only make me look stronger and stronger!"

"Tch~" Erica curled her lips and rolled her eyes at him, then touched her belly with some annoyance and sighed.

"That bastard Mike Bai, why aren't you back yet?"

"Hehe~" Menge, the steel-toothed dog, bared his big silver white teeth and said with a wicked smile.

"Are you really planning to... be with him?"

"Don't blame me for not warning you~ You look for him... and you still don't follow me!"

"..." After Erica heard his two words of "sincere" nonsense, she raised her middle finger directly to him, turned around, took the remaining stacks of change in her hand, and walked towards the warehouse behind the bar. go.

. . .

Upstairs from the Wildfire Bar, David's home.

"Bell bell~"

A sharp and clear sound of a mechanical alarm clock woke up Polly Sidrich, who was sleeping soundly.

She turned off the alarm clock in a daze, hugged the pillow and squinted for a while, then got up from the bed and walked into the bathroom.

. . .

It was a quarter past seven.

Polly put on light makeup for herself, walked out of the bedroom neatly dressed, and smiled at White Mike and Black Mike who were lying on the sofa in the living room.

"Let's go!"

"ok~"

Mike Bai turned off the TV with the remote control, put on his coat, and prepared to send Polly to work at the company.

Black Mike stood in the living room very carefully, glanced in the direction of the bedroom, then walked to the kitchen to check the water and electricity switches before following the two of them out.

on the way.

Polly sat in the back seat, looked at the street outside the car, and said softly.

"Mike Bai, starting from today... just go to my house~"

"My dad is home alone, you go and stay with him."

"what?"

"Oh... ok!" White Mike, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was stunned for a moment after hearing Polly's words, then turned to look at Black Mike who was driving, and responded.

"Black Mike, I didn't even have time to ask..."

"Did you go home? Did you find your family?"

"..I'm back~"

"But they moved away a few years ago..."

"Oh? Where to move to? Do you know?"

"I don't know..." Black Mike stepped on the brakes lightly, glanced at Polly in the rearview mirror, and shook his head slightly.

Polly shook her head slightly with emotion, stared at Black Mike in the rearview mirror, and said seriously.

“If you need help, let me and David know anytime!”

"I will!" Black Mike glanced at the red light in front and nodded to Polly in the rearview mirror.

"That's right~"

"Lawrence, are you back?"

"No."

"Have you contacted me?"

"Ok!"

"how is he?"

"fine.."

"What about his family?"

"It's not bad..."

When Polly heard Black Mike's "perfunctory" answer, she felt strange and raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"What did you talk about on the phone with him?"

Black Mike pursed his lips and looked at the traffic light. He paused for a long time before saying: "Lawrence and his wife divorced... and the custody of the child was also given to her..."

"divorce?"

"In the past few years, they have never divorced...?"

"Um.."

"Then when Lawrence went back this time...why did he get divorced?"

"I... don't know~ He didn't say."

"Okay~"

Polly saw the car was about to stop in front of the company, holding the car door in her hand, thought for a while and said.

"Wait a minute, call Cohen at the training base."

"Lawrence is not here. I have something to ask him."

"ok~"

. . .

White Mike and Black Mike stood in the lobby on the first floor of the company's small building. They couldn't help but look at each other as they watched Polly greet some employees who were getting busy and walked upstairs.

Black Mike looked around White Mike's upper body for a few times and said, "Go back with me first and get the latest style of body armor..."

"The New?"

"Where did you get it?"

"I went to the training base a few days ago, and they just arrived at the new product."

"Oh~"

"Military?"

"Ok!"

"Hahaha~ That's good stuff!"

White Mike put his arm around Black Mike's shoulders and said with a smile: "The kind used in military body armor...what is it called?"

"...Kevlar!"

"Oh~ right!"

"Kevlar material..."

"They all say that military Kevlar body armor is most afraid of water..."

"Is this new model you mentioned... also afraid of water?"

Black Mike glanced at White Mike in surprise, walked towards the outside of the small building, and explained.

"The Kevlar fiber body armor produced by DuPont is resistant to spontaneous combustion and self-extinguishing."

"But it is very sensitive to water..."

"The fiber strength of Kevlar fiber will be greatly reduced after being soaked in water, and it is not even as strong as the bulletproof ability of several layers of silk. Moreover, its service life will be greatly reduced after being soaked in water."

"So the military research institute has developed a series of waterproof treatment processes based on the characteristics of Kevlar fiber, so that it can cope with battlefield conditions such as moderate rainfall."

"But~"

"These waterproofing processes are achieved at the complete expense of the breathability of the body armor."

"Especially the military bulletproof vests from the past few years. It feels like a turtle shell when you wear it. It feels terrible."

"So many new materials that were developed one after another after the emergence of Kevlar fiber gradually replaced Kevlar and became the main component of new body armor."

"Stop! Stop!" White Mike stood next to the car on the street, tilting his head and looking at Black Mike, feeling as if he didn't know this guy. .

Of course, Black Mike could understand his "strange" look, and he shrugged helplessly and smiled.

"Didn't David say... Only by constantly learning can we keep up with him!"

"What I just said is what I learned from the people at the bulletproof vest production company..."

"The guy who visited the training base to sell was super eloquent... He basically gave us all the knowledge about body armor and the overview of the development of domestic military products in recent years..."

"So, I just listened for a while~"

"..Guy?"

"How did he find our training base?" Mike Bai asked, still a little confused after hearing this explanation.

Black Mike took the car keys from his pocket, opened the car door and smiled.

"We are a formal security company and must obtain a license from the state government in order to..."

"So these guys who specialize in sales can get a rough idea of ​​our situation by just calling their friends who work in the state government~"

"Uh..." Mike Bai blinked and got into the passenger seat, smiled to himself, and asked again.

"Then these new body armors...are definitely not cheap?"

Black Mike closed the door for him, walked around from the front of the car to the driver's side, opened the door and got into the car, and asked.

"Guess how much it costs?"

"...Three thousand?" Bai Mike took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit one for himself and Black Mike, and guessed.

Black Mike took the cigarette, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "No~ it's five thousand!"

"..fxxx!"

"It's so fucking expensive!"

"You think it's expensive?"

"Hehe~"

"The price of these new body armors on military purchase orders is often more than 9000 yuan!"

"If President Warren White hadn't cut many of the military's purchase orders... he would rather give up the deposit than increase military spending..."

"We won't be able to encounter such a huge bargain at all!"

"Cheap.."

"Tsk, tsk~" Mike Bai rolled his eyes, with a smirk on his lips.

"You said... Polly asked you to contact Cohen, is it because of these body armors?"

"Well... maybe~"

Black Mike started the car, glanced in the rearview mirror, shook his head and smiled.

"There are now more than 400 people in the training base, and Cohen ordered 300 pieces of body armor in one go."

"Even if it only costs 5000 yuan per piece... it's still a lot of money!"

"More than 100 million yuan... Polly will definitely go crazy..."

"Hahahaha~" Mike Bai seemed to have seen Polly waving her little fist and "getting mad" at Cohen.

He laughed, leaned back, and complained: "If Lawrence was at the training base, he would definitely ask for instructions as soon as possible before making a decision."

"That bastard Cohen... Even if he gets scolded, he deserves it!"

"Haha~" Black Mike held the steering wheel with both hands and laughed too.

----

Nine thirty in the morning.

Manhattan.

Wall Street, Stanley [-]th Floor.

Sam Rogers looked at Mr. Odis Parker who was sitting in the store. He was a little confused and just about to say something, when Mr. Parker himself stated his intention.

"I'm here this time... for three things!"

"The business investigation company I established is stepping up its recruitment efforts."

"If there is any similar investigation business again, you can contact me directly."

"...Okay!" Sam stared at Mr. Parker for a few seconds and nodded.

Mr. Parker continued to Sam with a smile on his face.

"I once mentioned to you that one of David's friends has some money that he wants to invest in me..."

"Now, David's investment plan has begun. He may use this money at any time."

"So, I wanted to come over and remind you about this again so that you don't forget!"

"..." Sam slowly frowned, took a few deep breaths, and asked.

"how much is it?"

"Three hundred million!"

"..knew!"

"Any more?"

"Of course~"

Mr. Parker took out a small note from his pocket, placed it in front of Sam, and smiled.

"See for yourself."

Sam lowered his head and looked at the densely packed small words on the small piece of paper. He couldn't help but take a few deep breaths and asked in a muffled voice.

"Where did you get this information?"

"Is it important?"

"..No!"

"Hehe~"

"Don't worry, it's just unexpected news. I didn't do anything on my own initiative~"

"...Okay~"

Sam picked up the note, read it again, kept it in mind, and handed it to Mr. Parker.

"And...?"

"No more~"

Mr. Parker put the note away, stood up and nodded slightly to Sam with a smile.

"Once David's plan is fully launched, large amounts of money will pour into the stock market, futures market and spot market respectively."

"And as the general manager of this fund company, you will definitely attract the attention of countless people!"

"Being low-key will often only make them look down on you!"

"So, you don't have to keep such a low profile anymore~"

"Being appropriately high-profile will allow you to get some unexpected gains."

"..Accident?"

"Ha~"

"I don't like any accidents!" Sam also stood up, looked straight into Mr. Parker's eyes, and stretched out his right hand.

"You also know... David and Karnes' new plan, right?"

"Yes~"

Mr. Parker also stretched out his right hand, took Sam's hand and smiled: "David's new plan seems to have never thought about... He wants to hide something from us~"

"So, there will be an opportunity for the two of us to meet in the future..."

"Ok!"

Sam retracted his right hand, took out a check that had been prepared from the drawer, and handed it to Mr. Parker.

"This is the reward for the last investigation commissioned."

Mr. Parker took the check and glanced at it, smiling with a strange expression: "This income...does it need to be reported to the Federal Tax Service (IRS)?"

"Hahaha~ That's right!"

. . .

Mr. Otis Parker, gone.

Sam Rogers paced back and forth in the office, his mind rapidly thinking about the new information he had just received from the meeting between the two.

Three hundred million!

Where did the money come from?

Sam didn't want to know at all. .

Otis Parker's business investigation company needs to increase its manpower. .

Will he return to the Wall Street stage?

this. .Is it good or bad?

As for. .More high-profile?

Emm. .

What should I do to be high-profile?

Sam walked behind the desk and sat down again, picked up the phone, thought for a while, and dialed.

----

Manhattan.

At the intersection of No. 12 Avenue and 40 Street.

The company's small building.

On the fifth floor, in Polly's office.

Cohen, the temporary head of the DA Security Company's training base, lowered his head and looked at his fingers and said.

"I... will contact you when I get back..."

"Huh~ forget it!"

Feeling very headache, Polly waved her hand to him, tapped the tip of her nose on the table and said.

"Let's put the bulletproof vest thing aside for now~"

"When David comes back, let him decide..."

"...Okay~" Cohen suppressed the smile on his lips and sighed helplessly.

But his "wonderful" performance did not attract Polly's attention at all. .

Polly stared at the phone, paused for a moment, and whispered.

"Before you came in, I got a phone call."

"The batch of flash bombs David asked someone to order will be shipped to New York tomorrow afternoon."

"When the time comes, you and Jackal will go..."

"Oh? Is it coming?"

"So fast!"

"..." Polly looked at Cohen with a dull expression, stared at him for a while, and then said.

"The point I'm talking about is...what!?"

"Uh..." Cohen saw the seriousness in Polly's eyes, so he stopped thinking, frowned and thought for a while, then asked.

"You mean... someone has been paying attention to your schedule?"

"Ok!"

"But they are staring at you...what do they want to do?"

"... Huh~"

"That's not surprising."

"After all, everyone who appears around David is likely to be watched at all times..."

"Then you want to...send people to Hawaii?"

"Ok!"

"Where's One-Eyed Andris?"

"His home is in Florida and he also served in the Vietnam War. He should be very familiar with what he did in Hawaii."

"Tsk~" Cohen smacked his lips a few times, shook his head slightly and smiled.

"That guy Andres..."

"Didn't you help his two children get enrolled in school?"

"His two bastard boys followed a group of new friends in the new school, talking dirty words and skipping school secretly all day long..."

"So ~ Andres has kept them in the training base these days and arranged for them to train every day."

"train?"

"How old are they?"

"Hehe~"

"They're old enough!"

"It's definitely more than enough to fight with someone on the street with a pistol..."

Polly rolled her eyes in anger and pointed at Cohen. A series of words came to her lips and she swallowed them back.

One-eyed Andres disciplines his own bad boy, leaving it up to others to tell him what to do. .Inappropriate!

Cohen showed a bright smile, crossed his legs and said.

"Andres can't go... John Rambo can!"

"He's a Green Beret who came back alive from Vietnam!"

"...Rambo?!" Polly said the name again. Seeing that Cohen didn't seem to be joking, she thought about it and nodded.

"Okay~"

"Go back...let him fly to Hawaii immediately."

"Hahaha~ No problem!" Cohen tried to suppress his smile and replied, patting his chest.

----

On the Pacific Ocean, Hawaii.

Honolulu International Airport.

David, Giles and Bloomer looked up at the private plane taking off from the runway and rising into the sky little by little.

Blumer covered his eyes with his hands, looked at the small dot in the air that was slowly flying away, deliberately kicked David with his foot, and joked.

"Hey ~ What did you talk to Xina and Elena last night?"

"Why did they follow Deborah... and leave like this?"

"..Haha~"

David, who was staring at the two dark circles under his eyes, leaned lazily against the car door, waved to Mr. Gardener not far away, and said.

"What else can we do... just chat!"

"to chat with?"

"You guys have been chatting all night?" Blumer looked at David up and down in surprise, with disbelief on his face. .

"Tsk~"

"What do you know?!"

"Listen carefully + give them enough trust and security + make them feel my presence in a timely manner + meet some of their expectations for the future... This is what they two want to get from me the most!"

David put his arm around Giles' shoulders, curled his lips contemptuously at Bloomer, and said.

"Only a silly boy like you who doesn't understand women would think about things between men and women all day long."

"fxxx!"

"You haven't thought about it at all?"

"Uh... To be honest, I really haven't thought about it~" David raised a hand with a somewhat bitter expression, clasped his fingers and explained to his two bad friends.

"Look~"

"Polly + Susan + Cui Yingying + Zina + Elena..."

"There are already five people!"

"If again..."

"Ordinary people can still have two days of rest per week..."

"and I?"

"I may not even have a day off from now on!"

"..." Blumer and Giles raised their middle fingers to David in perfect agreement, expressing their disdain. .

David did not show a "satisfied" look, but instead sighed with a more bitter smile.

"Let's go~ let's go back!"

"At home...there is a little girl Tilda who needs me to deal with!"

"...You are such a philandering bastard!"

"Haha~Thank you!"

"roll!"

"Hahaha~"