All Heavens Film and Television: Starting from Caring for the Widow of a Comrade-in-arms

Russell frowned and shook his head: "No, what they lost was their reputation, because they were robbed and they were going to be on the front page of the newspaper. Have you ever thought about how much harm it would do to them if it was publicized?"

In an instant, everyone suddenly realized.

It turns out that we really have losses, but being hijacked is not a scandal, at most it is a famous gossip...

And when you return to the United States, you can still have bragging rights, such as surviving the gangsters and participating in the crew to kill the gangsters.

Let's just say there are pros and cons.

Astor said with a straight face: "It is indeed a great loss, Mr. Ismay, we must compensate for the psychological damage we have suffered."

"That's right, I'm willing to help you for $[-]," Gordon said.

He promised so easily, the purpose is to show off his wealth, for example, after it is published in the newspaper, it will be written: Mr. Gordon's pocket money was robbed of 30 US dollars...

Russell smiled and said, "Mr. Ismay, everyone is waiting for your answer."

Ismay has been framed, and now he has nowhere to run when he gets cold feet, otherwise he will really be notorious when he returns to New York.

He gritted his teeth and made a painful decision, "Okay! I am willing. But I don't carry too much cash. I will pay it in New York, okay?"

Astor and the others looked at Russell with a smile. They were not afraid of Ismail's repudiation at all, which would make him unable to get along in the United States.

"of course can."

Russell turned his head and looked at the celebrities and nobles, "Gentlemen, please ask your servants to return to the room, take out all the banknotes and gold, and place them on the long table in the middle of the restaurant. My people will be responsible for recording , after the photos are taken, everyone’s wealth will be put in a closed compartment... If your wealth is lost, please seek compensation from Mr. Ismay.”

Hearing this, everyone looked at each other.

The celebrities and nobles at the scene have different thoughts and plans for each other.

Some thought it was a good opportunity to show off and let more people know about their financial resources.

Some people felt that they should immediately take advantage of this opportunity to get in touch with Astor and other core nobles.

After weighing the pros and cons and with Ismay as a guarantee, Astor and the others nodded in response.

Astor said: "Since I have Mr. Ismay as a guarantee, I am willing to hand over the banknotes and gold."

"Taylor, go to my room and take out all the money in the safe." Guggenheim pointed to the male servant.

"..."

Ismay was very distressed. Not only did he have to guarantee this event of showing off his wealth, but he also had to pay each nobleman who showed off his wealth 1 US dollars as a mental damage fee...

They were arranging for people to go back to get the banknotes and gold, and Russell was not idle, he looked at Captain Smith with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Smith, in order to make this robbery go smoothly, there is one more thing you need to do."

Of course the captain is willing, because Russell's plan can allow him to escape from disaster and become a hero who kills the robbers and protects the nobles and celebrities!

"Mr. Walker, please don't be polite to me, you say."

"Since it is a robbery, guns must be missing, so the ammunition depot on the ship must also be searched."

"Ammunition depot? And guns..."

"Of course the guns must be in the hands of the crew, and of course the extra guns must be handed over to my people. Later they will wear masks and take pictures for newspaper illustrations."

"No problem, I'll have Pittman take your staff to the ammunition depot."

Russell waved his hand and called Tommy, "Let Lemay and Pittman go to the ammunition depot, leave the guns of the crew, and distribute the remaining guns to our employees."

"Okay, boss."

Tommy nodded solemnly, not daring to neglect in the slightest.

The big event discussed by the boss and the nobles and celebrities is very likely to become the most important news of the year, and it is the kind that is popular all over the world!

Tommy specifically asked Laimai a few words, and then asked Laimai and the two brothers to follow Pittman to the ammunition depot.

Not long after, Taylor, the Guggenheim's servant, returned to the restaurant with two boxes of banknotes and gold.

"Tommy, you are in charge of keeping track of the bills and gold offered by each gentleman, shout it out for everyone in the restaurant to hear."

"Ok."

Tommy stood by the dining table where the banknotes and gold were placed, taking notes with a pen.

"Mr. Guggenheim, $38!"

Hearing the shout, the nobles and celebrities were all taken aback.

I didn't expect Guggenheim, a wolf, to prepare so much pocket money when he went out to play, so he was a little surprised.

"Mr. Gordon, $30!"

Gordon smiled lightly, and said modestly: "It's not as good as Mr. Guggenheim, you have more pocket money than me."

"This is just the money I use to pick up girls and have fun, not pocket money." Guggenheim said bluntly.

"Haha..." Everyone laughed.

No wonder few people can chat with Guggenheim, because his speech really chokes people's throats.

"Mr. Astor's $42!"

"Mr. Isidore's $26!"

"..."

Russell was sitting at the dining table next to him, talking with Astor and others about how to speak to the media after arriving in the United States.

Hearing Tommy's shout, he turned his head to look at the banknotes and gold spiraled high on the dining table, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

Nowadays, aristocrats and celebrities basically carry cash and gold when they travel. Most of them are mainly in British pounds, supplemented by US dollars and gold...

Their reluctance to deposit money in the bank is not due to the trouble of withdrawing money, but from the first economic crisis in the United States in 1837.

Under President Jackson's random operations, he canceled the Second Bank of the United States, deposited the deposits of the government into state banks, and suggested that the people also deposit their money in state banks, and then they were screwed!

As for now?Then I don't want to believe it even more, because the US banking crisis in 1907 was even more serious!

There is a saying that it is better to believe in the Bank of America than to believe that the capitalists will give two cents to the homeless.

"Walker, the only problem left is Carl. If he doesn't talk nonsense when he returns to the United States, Mr. Ismay's wish will come true."

Russell turned his head and said in a daze on purpose: "Excuse me, Mr. Astor, what are you talking about? I have never seen so many banknotes and gold. The way they stack up is very charming and deeply attracted me."

Guggenheim smiled and said, "Haha, Walker, you are very real. I remember the same way when I saw so much money for the first time."

"It doesn't matter, Walker, after arriving in the United States with your ability, you will definitely make more money."

Russell said: "I hope so, Mr. Astor said Carl?"

"Yes, Carl is a problem, if he exposes our lies, then..."

"Don't worry about him, everyone. I will personally lobby. It was his mistake. Why should we pay the bill? Besides, he only has one mouth, and we have more than 40 mouths here. Who will the judicial media listen to?"

After everyone suddenly looked at each other, they burst out laughing.

"That's right, with our identity and right to speak, how could Karl talk nonsense."

"Unless you want his family to have no friends in the United States and enemies on all sides."

Astor smoked a cigarette, and said: "After we become players in the game, we don't even have a clear view of the problem."

"Gentlemen, forgive me. After your reminder, I should indeed go to see Carl, otherwise if he holds a grudge against me, he will be in trouble."

Guggenheim said: "Walker, you are very kind. If Carl troubles you in the United States, you can ask me for help."

"..."

Astor and others expressed their opinions one after another.

outside the restaurant.

Laimai and Thain stood on both sides, kicking guns in their arms, looking energetic.

"boss!"

Russell looked at the two and nodded, patted Thain on the shoulder, "Good job."

"I, I should! Boss."

Thain blushed with excitement. He had only seen the boss pat Tommy on the shoulder, which made others envious. This indicated that Tommy was recognized by the boss, and now he also received this treatment.

"Laimai, you are doing well."

Laimai was a little excited, but he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated when he didn't see the boss taking pictures of him.

"Have you got all the guns in the ammunition depot except for the guns used by the crew?"

"Yes, it's all here!"

Laimai took out the package from the back corner, opened it and handed it to Russell.

Russell glanced at it, and took out the nickel-plated pearl white Colt m1911 from inside. This is a prop that can be stored in the space, and it cannot be lost.

"How many guns are there?"

"There are nine guns left," said LeMay.

"Split them among the brothers and wait for me to come back."

"Yes!"

Luxury first class.

Astor's nurse and maid had already left, and currently only Astor was watching over Karl in the room.

Russell pushed the door open and entered. Aston stood up suddenly in shock, glared at him with an ax in his hand, and immediately put down the ax when he saw that it was the boss.

"Boss, I... thought it was..."

Russell waved his hand: "You are doing very well, you must always be vigilant in this business."

"Ok."

"How is Carl?"

"The nurse bandaged him, and it's not life-threatening, but his movement has been affected, and he is currently lying in the house."

Russell walked towards the bedroom, but stopped halfway and turned to look at Adam.

"Aston, go back to the restaurant and cooperate with Tommy to protect the safety of the nobles. There is no need to guard here."

He was taken aback when he heard the words, and nodded: "Okay, boss!"

Chapter 96 Punish Karl, the real big robbery

At this moment, Karl was lying on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

He saw Spicer was beaten to death with his own eyes, but those celebrities and nobles blamed him verbally and in writing!

Pushing open the door, Russell walked in quietly.

Karl heard the movement, turned his head and saw him, his eyes turned red instantly.

Grinding his teeth, he shouted excitedly: "You fucking..."

Before he finished cursing, Russell rushed to the side of the bed, grabbed his neck with one hand, clutched a nickel-plated pistol in the other, and pressed the muzzle of the gun to his chin fiercely.

Hearing a squeak, Carl's teeth collided and almost bit off his tongue.

Blood gushed out of his mouth immediately, Russell frowned and said in disgust: "You are disgusting!"

"Woo..." Carl stared at the bull's eye, with two tears falling from the corner of his eye, struggling desperately.

Russell said with a sullen face: "You shouldn't provoke me again and again."

"You don't..."

Russell didn't want to hear him talk trash, and he didn't want to talk too much with Carl.

Because now he and Carl are in a life-and-death situation, and talking too much is a waste of time.

Russell put away the gun, stared into Carl's eyes, put his hands on his chin and used a clever force to remove his chin.

Then put the quilt on the bed into his mouth to prevent him from moaning...

Russell stood on the ground, looking at Carl's limbs, feeling a little unsafe.

He used jujitsu joint techniques to break all his limbs. Karl groaned in pain, but his voice was not loud, because he had a quilt stuffed in his mouth.

"Is it cruel? If I fall into your hands, I'm afraid you will be more ruthless than me."