America: John Wick 1924

Chapter 75 Disguise! Infiltrating the Rossi Family Ballroom!

“Jazz music…” Li Yu murmured.

After a moment's thought, he silently let out a long sigh:

"Thank you for the information; it was a great help. The title of 'information broker' is well-deserved."

In less than half a month, such detailed information was collected... Nekoyashiki's efficiency completely exceeded Li Yu's expectations.

Chōtsu Ningning's lips curled slightly, revealing a proud expression:

"That's natural. We've never let our customers down."

"If you need our services again in the future, you are welcome to come back to us—of course, it won't be free next time."

After saying that, Chang Luning glanced down at the watch on her left wrist.

Li Yu thought she was about to leave.

Looking down at one's watch has the hidden meaning of "I don't have much time left, I'm about to leave."

However, Li Yu soon realized he was wrong—the other party not only had no intention of leaving, but also restarted the conversation in a playful tone:

"Mr. Li, I still have a little time. How about we make a deal?"

Li Yu was taken aback, and subconsciously asked:
"What deal?"

"Martin's dance hall never accepts people of color. If you have an Asian face, there's no way you'll ever step through the door."

Upon hearing this, Li Yu couldn't help but frown slightly.

Not being able to walk openly into Martin's ballroom... that was definitely a problem.

To date, he has not acquired any skills related to stealth, and therefore is not adept at covert operations.

If it were in the middle of nowhere, that would be one thing, but in a crowded dance hall, without superb stealth skills, it would be absolutely impossible to sneak in unnoticed.

Regarding stealth, Li Yu only knew the most classic "Peerless Stealth" – as long as he killed all the witnesses, no one would know that he had infiltrated!
But he went to the dance hall to question Martin, not to go on a killing spree. Using such an intense method of stealth seemed excessive.

Just as Li Yu was deep in thought, Chang Lu Ningning suddenly reached into her bosom, pulled out a cloth bag of moderate size, and placed it on the table.

Seeing this, Li Yu subconsciously pressed for an answer:

"Miss Hitachi, what is this?"

"These are makeup tools."

"make up?"

“I’m very good at makeup. Give me $20 and I’ll give you a makeover so that no one will recognize you as Asian.”

Li Yu's eyes widened:

"20 dollars? Ms. Hitachi, do you know how many bottles of Coke you can buy with 20 dollars?"

In the United States today, a bottle of Coke costs 5 cents—meaning that $20 can buy a whopping 400 bottles of Coke!
Their purchasing power is enough to pay a month's salary for a "Cola soldier" in a modern Middle Eastern country!

Li Yu doesn't understand makeup, nor does she know the corresponding market price.

Using a huge sum of money—enough to buy 400 bottles of Coke—just to hire someone to do makeup... Li Yu instinctively felt it was expensive!

Chōtachi Nene said calmly:
"Since I dare to set this price, I naturally have the corresponding confidence."

"While my peers were still playing in the mud, I started learning how to do makeup."

"I can confidently tell you: even if you search the entire city of San Francisco, you won't find anyone who knows more about makeup than me."

Li Yu looked doubtful, neither agreeing nor refusing immediately.

Chōtachi Nene added casually:

"Of course, you can refuse this deal, and I will never force you to."

After thinking for a moment, Li Yu glanced sideways at the "makeup bag" that Chang Lu Ningning had just placed on the table.

"You came prepared... It seems you really want to make $20 off me..."

Chōtsu Ningning said in a self-righteous tone: "For some reason, I won't let go of any opportunity to earn extra money. Do you want me to do your makeup or not? Give me a straight answer."

"...Let me make this clear from the start: if the final makeup result doesn't meet my expectations, I won't pay."

Chōtsu Ningning smiled slightly:
"Just wait and see!"

……

……

San Francisco, Don Rossi's private residence—

Don Rossi stood before the huge floor-to-ceiling window, a glass of whiskey in hand, gazing at the night view outside while listening to Sam's report.

After Sam finished speaking, he said softly, without any emotion:
"Oh... he declined my invitation..."

Sam nodded:
"Yes, the refusal was quite decisive. Your Excellency, what should we do next with Mr. Li?"

Don Rossi gently swirled the wine in his glass, his calm expression remaining unchanged.

"Just ignore it. Since he's unwilling to work for me, then forget about it."

“Even if you can’t win over a master of this level, you shouldn’t offend them easily.”

"Anyway, we have no conflict with him, so let's not bother each other from now on."

Sam nodded again:
"Yes, I understand."

Don Rossi's words were not finished:
"Henry, come here."

The bodyguard named "Henry," who was standing not far away, paused for a moment.

He naturally dared not neglect Don Rossi's instructions.

After rushing to Don Rossi's side, he asked respectfully:

"What are your orders, sir?"

"I've heard that you used a very rude tone and intimidated Mr. Lee when he was negotiating with him, is that right?"

Sam's expression suddenly changed... An uneasy premonition rose in his heart.

"Your Excellency, that Qing insect is extremely rude! How dare a mere Qing insect refuse your invitation!"

Don Rossi slowly turned around to face Henry.

“Henry, I appreciate your loyalty, but…”

Bang!
Don Rossi suddenly threw a lightning-fast punch, hitting Henry squarely in the stomach!
The intense pain drained Henry of all his strength, his mind nearly shut down, and he couldn't even scream before collapsing to the ground like a shrimp, his body convulsing as if electrocuted.

With a single blow, the bear-like man collapsed to the ground, unable to rise again.

"When it's your turn to speak, you'll have your chance; when it's not your turn, shut your mouth."

"Remember this pain. If you ever feel like talking too much again, remember this pain."

After saying that, Don Rossi turned to look at the other bodyguards not far away.

"Everyone except Sam, get out of here. Also, take this guy to see a doctor."

Upon receiving this order, the bodyguards immediately stepped forward, carried the nearly unconscious Henry, and then hurriedly retreated.

As the bodyguards left one by one, only Don Rossi and Sam remained in the room.

Don Rossi beckoned to Sam, signaling him to come closer.

After the two stood side by side, Don Rossi said in a serious tone:
"The men are becoming increasingly unruly. The title of 'San Francisco's most powerful mafia' seems to have made them complacent, and they've even forgotten basic manners."

"This is not good. A family that does not follow the rules will not last long."

"Sam, you must help me correct the bad habits within the family in the future."

(End of this chapter)