Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

Over at Caesars Palace, Anthony, who had put Susan to sleep, was alone in the office waiting for news from Gin and the others.

Although Anthony believes that using the strength of Gin and the others to deal with a group of languishing gangsters who have been tortured and suppressed by the official violence agency, there will be no trouble, but this is the world of American comics, who knows if there will be nosy people. block. Therefore, it is better for Anthony to take charge. If an emergency occurs, Anthony himself will be there, and it will be more convenient to mobilize support.

While Anthony was waiting for the report, a call came to Dick, and then from Dick to Anthony.

"Hello, Mr. Anthony, my name is Frank Amick. We met at Mrs. Gao's cocktail party," it was Frank from Hell's Kitchen who called. It seems that the news of Mrs. Gao's death did make him a little panicked, and he actually bothered Anthony so late.

Of course, it is not ruled out that he specifically chose this time to test Anthony's attitude and see whether his own status in Anthony's heart was related to whether he could sell it at a good price with Anthony.

"Is this Mr. Frank from Hell's Kitchen?" Anthony looked at the time, frowned slightly and thought to himself why he hadn't been cleaned up by Gin at this time, and why he called himself inexplicably: "I have the impression that Mrs. Gao more than once I mentioned you in front of me and seemed to have high regard for you. But, Mr. Frank, why did you call me so late? If there is anything, we can’t talk about it tomorrow.”

On this point, Anthony was not talking nonsense. Mrs. Gao did mention to Anthony more than once the drug lord named Frank who called. Although she didn't say it explicitly, it was obvious that she hoped that Anton, the biggest local gangster in Manhattan, would help this man named Frank.

Therefore, Anthony once thought that there was something fishy between the two of them and that there was no super-friendship relationship.

"That's it." Then Frank secretly revealed his intention to Anthony. Although he didn't say it clearly in his words, the meaning between the lines still made Anthony understand that he wanted to join him.

After understanding what the other party meant, and then listening to the other party's exaggerated words, Anthony couldn't help but smile. He was another person who overestimated his capabilities and failed to see the situation clearly.

Not to mention that Anthony himself planned to clean up some New York City gangsters, including him, tonight. Even if Anthony didn't have this plan, Anthony would still look down on a rotten guy like Frank.

It's not that Anthony is dismissive of Frank because he's a drug lord. The key is that what this person did was really despicable, so bad, so despicable that even a gangster like Anthony couldn't look at it.

Most drug lords are those who take the bait if they wish. To put it simply, it's because you can't bear the temptation and curiosity and want to step into this circle to give it a try. At this point even Anthony couldn't say anything, after all, it's hard to persuade the damn ghost.

But Frank, a bad guy, is different. He takes the initiative and directly injects drugs into others through coercion, then makes them addicted, and then makes money by manipulating them. Therefore, Frank belongs to the kind of person who is the most hated among drug lords. For this kind of person, Anthony would trample him to death too many times, so how could he want to have anything to do with him.

However, Anthony was still very tolerant to a person who was destined not to survive tonight, so after he finished speaking, he couldn't help but smile directly, looked at the time again, and said to him thoughtfully: "Well, the sky will be dark. It's early. You can come to Caesar's Palace tomorrow to discuss the details. By the way, spend more time with your family tonight, Mr. Frank, good night."

After speaking, Anthony hung up the phone, leaving Frank a little confused.

"What do you mean by spending more time with your family tonight?" For some reason, Frank suddenly had a bad feeling after hearing this seemingly ordinary greeting.

But at this moment, the expensive wooden door of his office suddenly burst open, and a master sent by Mrs. Gao to help him with the appearance flew upside down and hit him in front of him.

Seeing the master dressed as a ninja, who he usually revered as a god, constantly vomiting blood and spitting out pieces of broken internal organs in front of him, Frank couldn't help but feel frightened.