Marvel’s Big Villain

Chapter 121: Mexican gang! The Gust family!

The three exchanged eye contact for a while, and the other two finally turned their attention to the leader.

Looking at the expectant eyes of the two deputies, the leader suddenly became furious.

Shit, you are looking forward to my death.

In front of outsiders, the leader didn't feel good, so he had to force a smile, "Since Mr. Walter sincerely invited me, let's postpone the trip abroad. I will definitely stay here in three days to wait for the appointment."

Hearing this, Billy's face finally showed a satisfied smile.

"Very wise decision! Now that the invitation letter and Mr. Walter's intentions have been conveyed, I will not interrupt any more and leave."

After speaking, he stood up and nodded slightly to the three bosses, then turned and left the office.

After the footsteps outside the door were completely inaudible, the three bosses immediately slumped on the sofa, their faces as mourning as a concubine.

The leader shouted desperately: "What to do? What to do? What to do now?"

Someone said, "That **** Jason definitely wants to stab us, we must not sit still."

Another person said: "Listen to what that person said just now, Jason not only invited a gang leader, why don't we call and ask other people to discuss countermeasures together."

The leader nodded and said: "This is a good idea. The New York gang has reached a critical period of life and death. In order not to be swallowed up by this **** Jason, everyone must unite."

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Billy left the factory safely and returned to the car.

Franklin had already listened to all the content of the conversation through the eavesdropper. Seeing that the leader accepted the invitation, it meant that their task for today was completed.

He stretched his waist and asked, "It's still early, where to go for a lap?"

Both of them disguised themselves wearing ultra-thin human skin masks. As long as they don't take the initiative to die, they don't have to worry about being targeted by the police.

Billy smiled and said, "Whatever, after so long, you can go anywhere."

Franklin touched the cash in his pocket and showed a smile that men can understand: "There is a 24-hour club nearby, let's go there for a drink."

Billy immediately smiled happily: "Okay! You treat me!"

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New York, Queens.

John Wick also drove a car and took one of his men to the gang's stronghold. Their target was the upstart Mexican gang, and their main business was hi grass.

Before that, Mrs. Gao monopolized the grass in New York. After Mrs. Gao's death, Kim sent Wesley to Mexico to win over a big drug lord.

But the drug lord was unlucky, and he was given a nest by the Drug Enforcement Administration led by Steinfeld when he first set foot in the United States.

Although they knew that the situation in New York was complicated and dangerous, there was no middleman who made high profits from the price difference, which still made the drug lords in Mexico coveted.

After a period of fierce struggle and distribution of interests, the Gust family, the top three drug lords in Mexico, successfully picked the fruit of victory.

The Gust family's stronghold is located in a slum on the outskirts of Queens.

There are simple buildings everywhere, the terrain is complex and interlaced, the population density is high, and it is very easy to hide and escape.

John parked his car in a hidden corner outside the slum and let his men go alone with bugs on.

The dilapidated and dilapidated buildings, the uneven ground, the foul-smelling garbage mountains, and the pair of desperate, confused, bloodthirsty eyes like hungry wolves.

Being stared at by the homeless and poor in the slum, his subordinates swallowed nervously.

The gangster family has a great business, so naturally they dare not touch him, Jason's messenger, but these very hungry, poor and insane low-level residents don't care so much.

For them, grabbing a few extra dollars can get you an extra day.

Poverty and hunger have made them lose their minds, no matter how big a person is, as long as they enter here, they are fat sheep.

Those people's eyes became more and more fierce, and some people even started to follow him.

Gradually, the crowd became denser and denser, tightly surrounding him in the middle.

Just when his subordinates thought the mission failed and he was going to die here.

A group of dark-faced Mexicans, carrying AK47s, walked out of the dilapidated building.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

It's finally up to you!

As if receiving amnesty, his subordinates immediately took out the letter, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said somewhat dignifiedly: "I delivered the letter for Mr. Jason Walter, and I want to meet Mr. Gust from the Mexican gang."

After speaking, he glanced around defiantly.

Hearing Jason's name, the poor people suddenly looked surprised.

Their eyes were either fearful or questioning, and they finally turned their attention to those gangsters.

"Hold on!"

Hearing Jason's name, the gangster immediately sensed something was wrong, and hurried to report to the boss.

Five minutes later, his men ran back and said the boss agreed to meet him.

In this way, his subordinates were covered with black cloth and taken away by several gangsters, and he was also searched in the middle.

Ten minutes later, he was taken to a luxuriously decorated room.

He took off the black cloth and opened his eyes. When he regained his vision, he saw a group of big men wearing T-shirts, shorts and slippers sitting around the luxurious sofa.

These people are the Gust family in Mexico, what a bunch of bastards.

He was very disdainful of these upstarts who made their fortune by planting grass without a trace of aesthetics and taste.

At this time, a nouveau riche said loudly, "It's the letter!"

His subordinates were slightly angry.

He now represents Mr. Jason Walter, who dared to be so presumptuous by these scumbag drug lords.

The subordinate wanted to reprimand him a few words, but seeing the bloodthirsty and indifferent eyes of the other party, he suddenly felt a chill on his back.

The words that were almost out of his mouth were swallowed again, and he handed the envelope respectfully.

The man snatched it away, shredded the envelope three or two times, took out the invitation letter, and handed it to Mr. Gust, who was sitting in the first place, in a suit.

His subordinates quickly said: "In three days, Mr. Walter will hold a dinner party and invite all gang leaders in New York to attend."

After reading it, Gust threw the invitation letter on the ground at will: "Go back and tell Jason that the gang is busy with business and will not go to the dinner party in three days."

His subordinates had long expected that he would refuse, and immediately remembered John's instructions before leaving, and said solemnly: "Mr. Walter attaches great importance to the dinner party, and he will be very unhappy if you don't go. Once Mr. Walter is angry, it will lead to What the consequences are, you should know in your heart!"

As soon as the words fell, Gust's cronies were instantly fried.

"FUCKYOU!"

"How dare you threaten the boss and court death!"

"Throw him in the cage to feed the dogs."

"Good idea~www.novelmt.com~ The dog has been hungry for two days."

As soon as the group slapped the table, they rushed up to beat him.

His subordinates were a little panicked, and he was restrained from behind just as he was about to resist.

The next second, a heavy fist hit his face.

Bang!

The bridge of his nose was crooked, two teeth were broken, and blood was all over his face and mouth!

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