The leader of the comic world

More than 20 people gathered in the meeting hall of Chen Mansion, preparing to go to the dock tonight to rob the goods of the black gang.

Song Fang stood in front, full of confidence. These twenty or so people were all armed with guns. They were all elites sent by Xia Chu. It would not be a big problem to snatch goods from black people. Before, he thought that Xia Chu would arrange at most ten people for this mission. He never expected to send as many as twenty people. If he had known in advance, he would have definitely asked the mafia to assassinate Xia Chu tonight, because more than twenty people were sent out at once. Chen Mangguan's defense is bound to be empty.

Xia Chu walked slowly to the front of the hall, followed by Chen Ningci. In the past few days, Chen Ningci had been taught not to lose his temper at all, and to have the consciousness of being the leader of the puppet hall.

"Are you ready?" Xia Chu opened his leather jacket and put his hands on his hips, ready to encourage his men.

"Ready." Song Fang took the lead and responded.

Chen Qi stood aside quietly, waiting for the show to begin.

"The car is ready. From now on, no one can leave Chen Mansion until one o'clock in the morning to go to Jackson Manor in the suburbs." Xia Chu said.

After hearing this, Song Fang was stunned and couldn't help but said: "Mr. Xia, aren't we going to the dock? Jackson Farm is their base camp."

Xia Chu rolled his eyes. This was Chen Qi's idea. After Chen Xu's death, all the shopkeepers had evil intentions. Song Fang had defected to the mafia, and there might be another traitor among them, so Chen Qi asked Xia Chu to change his mind temporarily. Attack on Jackson Manor.

"Tonight, we will destroy the lair of those niggas." Xia Chu shouted.

After hearing Xia Chu's confirmation, Song Fang almost fainted. This was no longer just robbing ten pieces of goods, this guy was going to destroy the other party.

In the brawl at the pier, at most a few people died. If he went to take someone's home, the number of casualties would surely reach dozens. Is this Xia Chu too old or stupid? Being a police officer in New York only gets paid and does not work.

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"Shopkeeper Song, don't be so afraid of trouble. There is no difference between the death of one or two people and the death of dozens of people, because the dead are Chinese and black people, and the New York police are too lazy to care about our lives. Besides, they are easy to be bribed." Chen Qi said calmly, Expressive.

When Chen Ningci heard what Chen Qi said, he felt a chill in his heart. His eldest brother didn't seem to take human life seriously.

"What you said is good, but you can't risk the future of Chen Mansion." Song Fang felt that it was not okay. This was walking on the bottom line of American law and could cross the line at any time.

Xia Chu shouted: "An Jing, our main purpose tonight is to capture Jackson Manor, not to massacre. I still have this sense of propriety."

Privately, Chen Qi had made it clear to Xia Chu a long time ago. Today they will rob black people’s goods, and tomorrow they will rob our goods. This painless fight will be endless. If you want to do it, do it big at once. Tonight They went to capture Jackson Manor just to establish their authority

After listening to Xia Chu's words, Song Fang understood that they were going to establish their authority, just like more than ten years ago, Xia Chu used a knife to cut black people until they begged for mercy and forced the former black gang leader to sign an agreement.

Several cars full of thugs left Chen's mansion.

Song Fang and Chen Qi were sitting in the black Ford car at the front.

Chen Qi glanced at Song Fang, who looked solemn next to him, and chuckled: "Relax, there is a newspaper here, do you want to read it?"

Song Fang glanced at Chen Qi coldly. He didn't know whether the eldest young master of the Chen family was pretending to be calm or really calm. It was his first time to go out to kill people, so why did he behave like he was doing his daily activities.

Seeing that Song Fang ignored him, Chen Qi took out the newspaper himself.

The front page of the newspaper showed a man wearing a suit and a mustache.

"Howard Stark, the legendary American heavy industry tycoon."

"millionaire."

"Genius inventor."

"playboy."

Howard Stark stories accounted for two-thirds of the newspapers.

Chen Qi looked at Howard Stark. He had followed Howard many years ago. If he got in touch with this kind of person, it should be a great help for his revenge.

More than ten years after he fled to the United States, the era of warlord rule in China had ended. He once asked Chen Xutai to find out about the Mandarin, but unfortunately there was no clue. He didn't believe that a big shot like that would disappear out of thin air, but it was a pity that a mere Chen Mansion couldn't collect much useful information.

In the past few years, Chen Qi has repeatedly thought about sending Chinese workers to World War II, strengthening contacts with American congressmen, and trying his best to join the business and political circles. However, he does not have superhuman talents in the political and business circles, and coupled with the limitations of his Chinese identity, his ability to dominate Chinatown is already the limit. He must find a new breakthrough to increase his influence.

Recently, he had an idea, which was to go to the front lines of World War II.

In the dark night, the Ford car slowly stopped. Chen Qi ended his thinking and got out of the car.

After walking five hundred meters, you will reach Jackson Manor.

Black people would never imagine that someone would attack them while they were sleeping.

In fact, Chen Qi's idea was to bring ten people with him, but Xia Chu still sent him twenty people.

Everyone quietly advanced ten meters to the entrance of Jackson Manor. Outside the huge iron gate, there were two strong men guarding it.

One was eating pizza, and the other was swinging rhythmically.

Song Fang looked at the tall, strong black men. It was almost impossible to knock them down silently. If he fired directly, he would definitely alert the enemy. The only way in front of us is to force it.

He was just about to give the order to attack when he found that Chen Qi beside him had already bowed down and sneaked over on cat steps.

When he was five meters away from the two guards, Chen Qi quickened his pace instantly, leaping like a leopard. At such a fast speed, the two guards had no time to react.

He punched out and hit one of them in the chest. The force of the punch surged out. Before the enemy could recover from the rhythm of the music, his whole body hit the wall and he fainted.

The black man eating pizza threw down the pizza and was about to pull out the gun in his arms. Chen Qi squatted down and hit the opponent with an elbow, hitting the opponent's lower abdomen and knocking out all the pizza he had just eaten.

Before Song Fang could calm down, the iron door had already opened.

The other thugs also looked at the eldest young master of the Chen family in shock. They did not expect that the eldest young master who was usually slandered would be so aggressive.

Everyone quietly sneaked into the Jackson Manor. When Song Fang approached Chen Qi, he looked at him in surprise for a long time. He had a bad feeling in his heart. When competing with him, Chen Qi's speed and strength were not that strong at all. He relied on luck to win. To win over him, the astonishing actual combat power that the opponent just unleashed was probably as good as Zhang Zili's.

Could it be that the eldest young master of the Chen family has been hiding his clumsiness?

"Shopkeeper Song, why are you in a daze? Come in." Chen Qi grabbed Song Fang and said with a smile.