Reborn American Giants

Construction is always harder than destruction. Think back to when Victor's simple "tank truck bomb" almost razed the underground casino in front of him to the ground.

Later, the Trout Gang was wiped out, and the entire 18th Block was placed in the hands of Cadiz Baron, the middle-level leader of the Gref family.

After careful restoration, a five-story building was erected on the original site of the casino. The decoration, which was taller than before, the beautiful and charming waiters, the feasting and reveling, also attracted the attention of gamblers and passing drivers.

They lingered all day long, and Bailon sat in the manager's office of the casino all day long, watching the flow of customers coming and going, but he couldn't even close his mouth with a smile.

But today, the casino that was supposed to be bustling with people seemed deserted. A dozen gang members covered in tattoos stood at the gate of the casino, stopping those gamblers who wanted to enter for some fun. "Sorry, sir, the casino is open today."

We are closed for safety inspection. You are welcome to come back tomorrow."

Although the words were very polite, but with a serious look on his face, some gamblers who knew the inside story simply turned around and left. The more courageous ones just cursed and cursed a few words, and did not dare to explode easily.

Thorn, those who know the identity of the owner of the casino should know it. For those who don't know, Bailon can't go around with a big loudspeaker to announce it.

The long conference table was very spacious, and it was more than enough to seat more than a dozen people. When Victor appeared, Ansaldo, the leader of the Salvadoran Association, came up to him, gave Victor a warm hug and said with a smile: "

God bless, Victor, I didn’t expect that we have only been apart for a short time, and now we meet again.”

"Thank you," Victor said with a unique restrained smile on his face after letting go of Ansaldo.

The refinery was to be built in Acajutla, which was the territory of the Salvadoran Association. In order to win over Ansaldo, a local snake, Victor paid 3% of the shares of the refinery. The two parties had a common understanding on this matter.

interests, so the relationship between Victor and Ansaldo is closer than others.

When Ansaldo stood up, the leaders of several other organizations sitting around the long conference table, no matter what they thought in their hearts, when Victor came closer, they all stood up one after another, either hugging or simply saying

handshake.

The scene looked like a gathering of old friends. However, behind the enthusiasm, there was indeed bloody infighting. Everyone present, given the opportunity, would not hesitate to choose to fight against the people sitting next to them.

When someone else starts, it would be best if they can kill everyone and leave no one alive.

"Hey, Victor, after the meeting, are you interested in having dinner with me?" The person who said this was the only woman in the room, Belal Nocelia, the current leader of the Rolling Stones.

She still wears the same punk metal clothes, but the nose rings and lip rings on her face have been removed, making her look much fresher. She wears tight leather jacket and leather pants, which fully reveals her hot figure.

At this moment, Celia, a woman who hugged Victor, did not let go. Instead, she held his collar and pressed her whole body against Victor's body. Her fingers with red nails were sliding on his chest, making ambiguous sounds.

invitation.

Victor lowered his head and glanced at the two majestic figures that were tightly pressed against his chest. They were so squeezed that they were about to pop out of his collar. He chuckled and said, "Oh, this kind of invitation is really full of hope for me."

So tempting."

Celia noticed Victor's gaze. She deliberately pushed out her plump breasts and said with a sweet smile: "Then you accept the invitation. Is the famous Congressman Victor still afraid that a little woman like me will eat you?"

It's full of provocations.

"Well, it's not you that I'm afraid of, but your girlfriends. Everyone knows that you have too many girlfriends. I don't want to provoke dozens of crazy women at once,"

Victor rubbed his chin with his right hand twice, used the opportunity to get rid of Celia's entanglement, and said with a smile.

This remark caused a burst of suppressed laughter, but it soon fell silent.

Everyone knows that Belar Nocelia is a damn "lesbian", but no one dares to tease her about it in front of her face. Except that it is unnecessary, no one knows that this crazy woman can

What's the reaction?

This woman took over as the leader of the Rolling Stones after the accident of old Belarno. If a woman wants to gain a foothold among a group of fierce gang members and lead them, it is conceivable that she must be more fierce than those men.

, and even more crazy.

In order to clean up those dissatisfied people, this woman got rid of nearly two hundred people at one time, and used blood to suppress the voices in the Rolling Stone machine that opposed her taking over as leader.

Although the Rolling Stone Machine is the weakest among everyone here, no one will underestimate this woman Celia. If it weren't for people to fear, the weak Rolling Stone Machine would have been swallowed up by several other organizations that are jealous of its territory.

.

Hearing Victor's teasing, the smile on Celia's face froze for a moment, and soon relaxed again.

It's not that she doesn't want to fall out, nor is she wary of the strength of the Gref family, but if she turns against Victor now, it won't be of any benefit to the weak Rolling Stones, and it goes against her agreement with the gang's top brass.

Development strategy: Get closer to the Gref family, develop the organization's strength under Victor's wings, and wait for the opportunity...

Although no one wants to admit it, the strength of the Gref family has far surpassed the major organizations present here. And as the initiator and leader of the alliance, Victor holds the right to source and distribute the goods.

Before the alliance was formed, the Rolling Stones had a bad relationship with other major gangs in the alliance. As a group of "speeding gangs" with no fixed territory, the mobile Stones would naturally have fights with the original turf occupiers.

So now Celia not only cannot offend Victor, but on the contrary, she has to find ways to further strengthen the connection with Victor. That's why she made such an ambiguous invitation just like Victor sent out at the beginning, but things didn't develop as well.

That's all she wants.

"Haha, Celia, it seems that Victor is not interested in you. How about this? If Victor doesn't want to go, you can invite me. Don't waste the prepared food," said Gary, the boss of the Hells Angels.

Ta, he kept his feet on the edge of the conference table and was shaking, and he looked nonchalant and unscrupulous.

"Of course I'm not interested in her, and I don't want to swallow up her territory anyway," Victor let go of Celia who was in front of him, walked to the side of the conference table and pulled out a stool to sit down, when he heard Garita

After saying this, he shot an arrow at Garita with his backhand.

It just so happened that the Green Bay Investment Bank wanted to settle the account with this bastard. It seemed that Garita thought that his strength was enough now, or that Victor had ignored the affairs of the Gref family for a long time and made everyone here forget about him.

His previous majesty was considered enough to offend him.

"You..." Garita's expression changed. He retracted his legs, pushed the armrests of the chair with both hands, and wanted to stand up and speak harshly to Victor.

But Arreaza, the leader of the Fallen Brotherhood next to him, grabbed his hand on the armrest and said to smooth things over: "Okay, okay, since Victor is here too, let's not talk about this.

That’s a digression, let’s talk about business.”

Victor chuckled lightly, pulled out his chair and sat down, folding his hands across his chest, as if he was all ears.