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It was hard for Al to imagine how a person could have such a formulaic fake smile. This reminded him of supermarket owner Robert McCall. Although he also had a formulaic smile, he would never make you think he was a bad person. Mobile version m..

This Raymond Reddington smiles like a fat snake, making people want to strangle him to death!

Raymond spread his hands indifferently, then took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it for himself, as if he was the boss here.

After taking a puff of his cigar, Raymond said with a smile: "I seem to be the son of a bitch who comes up with ideas. What should I do? In fact, I just want to deal with those politicians and get them to give me some benefits.

But those idiots still don’t know that they have been betrayed. I feel that there is no future and it is dangerous to stand on their side, so I came here. "

Al narrowed his eyes and stared at Raymond. This guy was not only arrogant, but also very rude. After fanning the smoke in front of him, Al said: "I don't like people like you. We definitely won't get along. If I were you, I would leave here immediately.

People who are so rude to me here usually end up not very good! "

Raymond didn't care about Al's threat and took a puff of his cigar. The old man said calmly: "Well, do you know what Braga who paid for the speed racing race wants to do? Do you know why he must put the race in hell? Kitchen? You guys~~"

Before Raymond could finish his words, Al grabbed his neck and stood up.

Al looked at Raymond, who looked unconcerned, and straightened his neck politely. Smiling and said: "I don't care what they are going to do, it has nothing to do with me. Now you can get out! Mr. Raymond Ledington!"

After listening to Al's words, Raymond grabbed Al's hand holding his collar and tried to get him to let go, but unfortunately failed.

The black bodyguard Deng Gang wanted to help, but was stopped by the supermarket owner Robert who arrived at an unknown time.

Robert smiled with eight neat teeth, and it only took him 2 seconds to knock down the tall Deng, leaving him lying on the ground clutching his ribs and twitching in pain.

Looking at Raymond who was about to be lifted up by Al, Robert smiled and said: "It's been a long time, Red Devil, you shouldn't come here. This is not the place for you!"

Raymond saw Robert and finally smiled more sincerely. He glanced at Al and said, "Can you put me down? I want to catch up with old friends! It seems that I still haven't done my job well. How can I Will I miss you?" Raymond shook his head and looked incredulous.

Al looked at Robert's attitude, and they must not be friends. But it doesn’t matter. What threat can a person go bald for a year?

After letting go of Raymond and throwing him down, Al said to Robert, "Do you know each other?"

Robert smiled and said: "He used to be from the FBI, but he later did some criminal brokerage business, and I chased him for a while. He is very cunning and can always find opportunities to escape!

Don't you know what he wants to do here? "

Raymond adjusted his collar, looked at Robert with squinted eyes, and said with a smile: "I am now a special adviser to the FBI. Since you know what I did in the past, you should know that where there is evil, there is me. business! My business targets are very wide!

What is your name now? Michael, Jason, Danny, Robert~

Oh~ Your name is Robert now. Is retirement life boring? So you are coming to Hell's Kitchen. It must be exciting here! "

Robert stared at Raymond's fake smile with a cold face, and said in a deep voice: "You are a trouble, and there is no need for trouble in Hell's Kitchen now! You'd better leave from here."

Raymond shook his head, tilted his head, and said with a smile: "I'm here to solve the trouble for Principal Al. Those politicians are racking their brains to secretly retaliate against Hell's Kitchen, and Principal Al is theirs. Primary goal.

Most of all, they want Hell's Kitchen to remain as it once was, a dumping ground for the city's trash.

They want to undo all your previous and current efforts.

Trust me, they can do it!

And I can solve these troubles for you, just for a small price! "

Robert looked at Al and said with a serious expression: "You can't believe a word he says. This is a poisonous snake. Most people who cooperate with him will not end well!"

Al shook his head, smiled indifferently, and said, "I don't like this person, but I'm a little interested in what he said. I want to know why he must come to me?"

As he spoke, Al turned to Raymond and said in a deep voice: "Why did you come to me? Tell me clearly, and then we will talk about my troubles."

Raymond picked up his hat, walked to a dining table, put the hat away carefully, crossed his legs, took a comfortable puff of cigar, and then said: "I need a safe place, I think this place is very suitable. .I've done some research and you have pretty much buried the entire Hand here. I've dealt with them and it's an amazing organization.

And now I have offended an organization called the Ten Rings Gang, and they are happy to kill me. I don’t want to live a life of hiding in Tibet, so I came here!

You are responsible for ensuring my safety, and I am responsible for dealing with those big shots for you. I am good at this!

I can guarantee that Hell's Kitchen will work exactly the way you envisioned it. Regarding this, I am a professional! "

Al laughed dumbly, looked at Raymond as if he was a lunatic, and said contemptuously: "If that's all, you can get out!

What is the trajectory I envision? I don’t even fucking know it myself, how did you figure it out for me?

Those politicians want to take revenge on Hell's Kitchen? How can they take revenge? Can Hell's Kitchen get worse? What good would it do them to tear down Hell's Kitchen and leave them in the Pillar of Shame forever?

What did Robert call you? Red Devil? I think your brain is very average! "

Raymond tilted his neck and looked at Al, and said with a smile: "Don't underestimate those politicians. As long as they lower the rent of the apartments held by the Hell's Kitchen government and attract poor people from outside areas, they can disrupt the public order here. What else can they do? Make up for Hell's Kitchen.

Trust me, they have so many ways to make Hell's Kitchen a permanent dumping ground for city trash.

If you really want to change this place! Believe me! you need me! I can solve your problem!

To prove my worth, I tell you, what on earth is that drug dealer Braga doing! He is an unstable factor now! "

Al is indeed somewhat interested in that generous good man, the future prisoner. How selfless does he have to be to throw so much money into Hell's Kitchen just to find a few delivery people? Of course, this has nothing to do with threats from Hell's Kitchen. If we can't agree, you can run away! It’s a bit embarrassing!

Al asked Robert to sit down, then looked at Raymond and said, "Actually, I don't care what that guy wants to do. That's something the police should worry about. But since you want to say it, let me listen.

Do you want protection? No problem! As long as you prove that you are useful, I don't care about the Ten Rings Gang or the Nine Rings Gang. I only have one request here, don’t cheat your own people.

If I find out that you lied to me or did anything else to displease me, I will chop you into pieces and flush you into the sewer. I do what I say! "

Raymond was stunned for a moment. He thought he would have to waste more words, but he really didn't expect Al to agree so simply. He didn't even seem to care that much about the certificate of nomination he had prepared. Is this a little too easy?

Pursing his lips, Raymond asked cautiously: "Can you tell me what the content is that makes you unhappy? You make me feel very insecure!"

Al sneered and said: "It depends on my mood, I will not make any promises to you, the only thing I can guarantee is your safety on this street.

You have no choice, Mr. Raymond Ledington, your current identity is that of a wage earner who needs protection.

Now, show some respect to your boss. The wage earner cannot smoke cigars when the boss is not smoking cigars. This is something that makes me unhappy. "

What Al was actually most interested in what Raymond said was that the Ten Rings Gang, the villains in Iron Man 3, funded the Extremis virus project. They made Stark miserable and blew him up! Now a guy suddenly appears who is being chased by the Ten Rings Gang. Isn’t it a coincidence?

Raymond looked at the somewhat willful Al with a bit of laughter and tears. He asked himself that he had carefully investigated Al, but now he found that he still made a wrong judgment. This is a person who is occasionally unreasonable!

The threat of the Ten Rings Gang is real. It is not realistic for Raymond to stay in the FBI safe house forever, and it may not be really safe. This is the best shelter he has chosen for himself.

It's just that I wanted to be a consultant or something, so why did I become a wage earner here?

Al took out a cigar, handed one to the gloating Robert, lit it, took a puff, and said to Raymond: "You can start to prove your worth. Let's start with that drug dealer named Jiajia!

Don't play tricks. I'm looking at you and want to straighten your neck for you. Don't give me a reason to kill you. Otherwise, you won’t be able to wait until the Ten Rings Gang comes to trouble you! "

Raymond smiled bitterly and said: "Braga is actually just a puppet. His boss behind the scenes, Robert, may have heard of James Morrow, who controlled a small island country in the Galle Sea to plant drugs for him.

Braga is considered a talent. He attracted people's attention to Hell's Kitchen through the speed competition. In fact, he has been quietly laying drug sales channels in other districts.

Drug prices in New York have been skyrocketing recently, and they are the ones manipulating them.

The FBI, CIA, and the New York police all deployed undercover agents in this speeding competition. The FBI and the New York police want to find the real Braga. People in CIA want to find James Morrow through Braga. "

After hearing this complicated relationship, Al said with some confusion: "What does this have to do with me? I think that Braga guy is pretty good!"

Raymond sighed, glanced at Robert who was smiling but not smiling, and Hell's Kitchen who was calm outside the door, and said softly: "It has nothing to do with you! It's just that they want to use Hell's Kitchen. It seems like you don't mind. !”

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