Reborn American Giants

The noisy dance hall was crowded, and on the edge of the neon-lit stage, excited men waved colorful banknotes in their hands, shouting loudly towards the **** who was doing a sexy dance around a steel pipe on the stage.

All kinds of obscene actions.

The harsh heavy metal music is sometimes high-pitched and sometimes low, but even in this environment, you can still hear the sharp whistles, the swaying beer mixed with the burning tobacco, the white flesh on the stage and the lustful eyes of the audience.

, constitutes the normal state of this striptease bar called "Lost", even if it is daytime.

At the edge of the dimly lit ballroom, there are several semi-open VIP seats side by side. Among them, in the box that is right in the middle and has the best view, three or four women in coquettish and revealing clothes are surrounding a man in his thirties.

, the sturdy black man was talking and laughing.

The black man looked a little indifferent. Even if he was being held by several women, there was no expression of addiction on his face. With a pair of emotionless eyes, he looked at the dancer on the center stage climbing to the

At the highest point of the steel pipe, her upper body suddenly bent backwards and folded in half, almost touching her pert buttocks, and then slowly spun and slid down amid the howling of the men in the audience.

When Dorio led Nathan through the door of the bar, he looked around casually and then walked directly towards the box in the middle.

A young black man sitting in the back stepped forward, ready to block Dorio's approach, but Porfirio took the lead and put his arm around his shoulders.

The black man struggled to raise his arm and tried to break away, but found that the other party was so strong that he had no chance of breaking free. He was staggered aside by Porfirio.

What happened here finally made the people sitting in the box look away. Dorio shrugged his shoulders and walked to the box calmly. He sat in the surprised eyes of the women nestled in the arms of the black people.

Then he said: "Luke Nathaniel? The chief inspector of the Blood Gang."

After taking a look at the two bodyguards in suits and sunglasses standing behind Victor, and Nathan who moved his butt from time to time, looking a little nervous, Luke took back his hand on a woman's smooth thigh, it didn't matter.

He nodded and said: "That's me, what do you do?" At the same time, he waved to the other men who were crowding under the stage to watch the striptease show, indicating that it was okay and there was no need to come over.

This "lost" striptease bar is his hometown. He has this confidence that only he can hurt others in this place, and no one dares to hurt him.

"45-year-old Cabernet Sauvignon? It's such a good taste." Dolio picked up a bottle of red wine on the table, uncorked it and took a glass. After taking a sip, he raised his glass to look at it with some recollection.

Luke Nathaniel said, "Is that okay?"

He had already drank the wine before asking his master for his permission. Ever since Luke Nathaniel became the picket leader of the Blood Gang, it had been a long time since anyone had been so presumptuous in front of him.

This made him feel a rare interest. He wanted to see what the confidence of the man in front of him allowed him to have such courage and ignore his master in his territory.

If this Hispanic man is just bluffing, with the two or three people he has brought now, Luke guarantees that they will never leave this bar.

"Please feel free to do so. However, you know my name, but I don't know who you are. Isn't this a bit unfair?" Luke waved his hand, and a rare smile appeared on his face, but he was familiar with his blood.

Everyone in the gang will know that every time Luke smiles like this, it's when he sees the prey he's interested in.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I forgot to introduce myself," Dorio patted his head, looking very embarrassed, "My name is Rondorio, and my friends all call me Dori.

Oh, as for Luke, if you also want to call me Dolio, it depends on your next decision."

Luke Nathaniel almost laughed. Hearing what Dorio meant, it seemed like it was a great honor for him to be his friend, and his words also revealed that if he was not a friend, then he would be a friend.

It's the enemy's arrogance.

Several women left one after another, and other black people were also approaching the box. It seemed that all the guests in the bar were members of the Blood Gang.

Nathan seemed very nervous. He appeared here because Victor felt that he had passed the test and it was time for him to gradually learn more about the inside story.

Victor has too many businesses that cannot be seen in the light and needs other people to help him manage them. Nathan is one of the people he is more optimistic about.

Dolio didn't seem to notice the approaching members of the Blood Gang behind him. He just looked at Luke Nathaniel and said in a relaxed tone: "Luke, your Blood Gang has been in trouble recently. I just walked all the way."

When I came here, what I saw on the streets was people from the Crips gang bulking up goods. Haha, when did blue clothes start to appear on the streets of Brooklyn?"

"I won't bother you with this," Luke Nathaniel's expression turned ugly when he was poked in the painful spot.

Last night, DEA, together with the New Jersey State Police and the New York Police, seized the Panamanian bulk carrier "Sisi" in Port Elizabeth, and seized approximately US$10 million worth of cocaine from it. This caused heavy losses to the Bloods Gang.

Why is this "lost" bar crowded with so many blood gang members in broad daylight without starting work? Is it because the blood gang's inventory has been exhausted and they can't give any little things to these low-level gang members?

When they went out to sell, Luke could only call them together, gather their strength, and be prepared. As soon as Benjamin Jacob found a new source of goods, he would take action immediately to repel the Crips Gang who invaded the territory of the Blood Gang and re-defeat them.

Take it back from the streets.

"Haha, I really don't want to bother with this, but I just want to ask Luke. You are watching your men doing nothing, while the rival Crips Gang invades your gang's territory and does business with great arrogance, and you are suffering from

There is no goods in hand, so I can only endure it in order not to offend my customers. I feel a little aggrieved for you. Even God can't stand it if you work like this with a gangster. Why don't you just let me appear in front of you?

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"You mean you can supply to our Blood Gang?" Luke Nathaniel sat down again, resting his right hand on the armrest of the sofa, feeling the texture of the cowhide sofa under his hand, seemingly casually, but in fact he was extremely concerned.

Ask, "What do you want?"

When people's hearts are broken, it becomes difficult to lead the team. With no goods to sell, the gang members at the bottom lose their main source of income. Luke knows clearly what kind of virtue his brother is. The niggas who come out of the ghetto like

They spend money lavishly, chasing women, buying sports cars, wearing famous brands, and pursuing trends, without any sense of crisis. When the supply of goods is cut off, they immediately panic.

Therefore, Luke not only has to face the threat of the Crips Gang in the Bronx, but also appeases his core members. If this situation continues for a few more days, and Boss Jacob cannot find a new source of supplies, Luke will

I don’t know how many people are left in this bar right now.

Now the fat man in front of him, wearing a ridiculous suit and a tie around his neck that is about to break his neck, seems to be able to solve his troubles?

Luke Nathaniel has long understood that there is no free lunch in the world. Now that this fat Latin American named Dorio has come to the door, he must have enough confidence to solve the troubles the Blood Gang is facing now.

So Luke Nathaniel doesn’t mind continuing to listen to the other party’s conditions,

"I have to think about what I want," Dolio seemed a little troubled and seemed a little undecided about what conditions he wanted to put forward. Luke Nathaniel waited patiently.

"Ah, I understand, I have only one condition," Dolio said with a smile on his face: "I want Benjamin Jacob's head."

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