The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 18 I'm a Good Customer

Angelo originally thought that Alexei would not come today, but he didn't expect that after he finished his breakfast, at eight o'clock, Alexei appeared at the church door with a wretched expression on his face.

"Huh? Are you still free today?" Angelo smiled and signaled No. 6 to make a pot of tea.

Compared with the lemonade that Americans often drink, An Qiluo thinks that the traditional Huaguo tea tastes better, but of course it is more troublesome to brew.

There are tea sellers in Chinatown. Although they are not very good teas, they are good in taste and not adulterated.

"My men haven't been discharged from the hospital yet, so..."

"If you have something to say, you have to fart."

Alexei laughed twice, then reached out and took out a mobile phone.

"That...Mr. Pastor. Do you mind if I record the following conversation?" Alexey carefully observed Angelo's expression, "You should know that something happened in Hell's Kitchen last night. A gangster was dealt with by Boss Jin Bing. I was also pushed out by everyone to ask about your attitude..."

Angelo wanted to refuse at first, but after thinking about it, if this Alexei got rid of his gangster status, he would actually be a pretty good person, at least sincere enough.

Maybe it all depends on the peers.

To be honest, even if the other party doesn't tell me, then record. You probably won't find it yourself.

It's just that I found out later that I must be looking for the other party to settle accounts.

Those gangster bastards didn't dare to come to him in person, probably because they saw Alexey always messing around in the church recently, so they pushed him out.

Moreover, I really should clarify my attitude, so that no one in these gangsters will play their own crooked ideas.

"Okay, then you can record it, just right, I also want to say something to those bastards."

Alexei quietly swallowed a mouthful of spit, and after calming down his crazy heartbeat, he turned on the recording function of the phone.

"Well...Mr. Pastor, I'm ready, let's start?" Alexei's generous expression made Angelo laugh.

"Ahem." An Qiluo cleared his throat, and after brewing a good mood, he had a vicious expression on his face.

"I know what happened in Hell's Kitchen yesterday! Some bastards went out to cause trouble under my name! Even if Jin didn't come to me, I would go to you!

You are gangsters! I don't care what you are doing! I don't want to worry about it either! But if you let me know who will go out and make trouble in my name! I swear I will find you! Then pull out his intestines and strangle him! If anyone feels dissatisfied or uncomfortable, you can come to me! I am here! Remember to bring your own coffin! "

Aleksey on the side broke out in cold sweat. Angelo was always kind when he was in the church these days. Although he was extorted five hundred dollars for a meal, he has gradually lost the most. Began to be so afraid of Angelo.

After getting to know An Qiluo gradually, he realized that the other party was not as scary as he thought. The logic of the other party's behavior was even simpler than that of many gangsters. He just wanted to enjoy life?

It's funny to say that, as the only mob boss whose hand was broken that night in Hell's Kitchen, he was actually the least afraid of Angelo among these people.

But he really felt the murderous intent in An Qiluo's words, and he can use his bald head to guarantee that if this happens again, the other party will definitely do what he says!

He couldn't help feeling a little thankful for his initial decision, that he didn't go out to make trouble in the other party's name, but instead waited honestly for his subordinates to recover from their injuries.

Otherwise, I am afraid that I will become a cement block on the seabed just like the gangsters who were purged last night.

Angelo signaled Alexei to stop recording.

"Alexey." Angelo gave a faint look at the cold sweat on his forehead, "You gangsters are still so afraid of death? Why don't you find some serious business if you are afraid of death?"

Alexei smiled wryly, "If you're not afraid of death, whoever joins the gangsters? I also want to do a serious business, but I have no choice. What can I do in Hell's Kitchen?"

"Okay, get out, you'll see Billy who smuggled wood in a moment, you ask him to come over, I need to remake the gate here."

Angelo shook his head and ignored him, indicating that he could get out, thinking about it with his ass, he knew that Alexei was busy today, and the areas vacated by the gangsters who were cleaned up still needed to be discussed by the bosses of the gangsters. Divide the spoils.

What Alexey said makes sense, what serious business can Hell's Kitchen have? If you want these gangsters who are used to negotiating with guns to open a pizza shop or something, I'm afraid it's a dream.

But this is none of my business, if I can help you out, that's fine. But if you want him to help these people find something to make a living, forget it, I'm too lazy to bother.

As Alexei walked out, he tugged on the clothes on his back, which was drenched in cold sweat!

He swears, this time, those bastards who pushed him out will definitely spit blood! Oh~ If they don't agree, I will definitely kick their ass hard!

Alexei felt that he had walked in front of the god of death, and the feeling of negotiating with Angelo was too bad.

After Alexei left, Angelo continued to sit next to his computer and play games.

Stark's account has not been online for a long time, Angelo looked at the screen with some regret.

He also wanted to cure Stark's bad mouth.

But think about it too much, who is Stark, that is the president of Stark Industries.

Even if he doesn't do business all day long and doesn't go to the company very much, but if he is doing scientific research, wouldn't it be nice to date a girl? How could it be possible to spend every day playing games online.

An Qiluo looked up at No. 1 and others who were working, and couldn't help but shook his head. It stands to reason that these nine girls are actually pretty good-looking, but thinking about their fanatical eyes, An Qiluo His back felt cold, and all his thoughts were dispelled.

If someone saw An Qiluo's appearance at this time, they would definitely tell him that this was a sign of spring and that he was idle.

It's a pity that there are only No. 1 and others in the church who regard Angelo as a god, and they won't wake him up.

Soon, Billy came. He was just a smuggling port businessman, not a pure gangster, so he didn't need too much territory. Fortunately, he was still alive.

The reason why he is here in Hell's Kitchen is entirely because there is a port in Hell's Kitchen, which is convenient for him to receive timber smuggling ships from Russia.

"I need to get a new wooden door, preferably with electric slide rails. How much will it cost?" Angelo pointed to the empty door.

Billy quickly smiled, "I don't need any money for such a small thing, this is my contribution to our Hell's Kitchen church!"

Billy knew that it was because of Angelo's relationship that Alexei was able to be very tough at the spoils meeting just now. If he can also get into An Qiluo's relationship, then he doesn't need to raise gangster thugs, and he can just do a good job in smuggling timber.

Want to touch me? Then look at Angelo's attitude first!

An Qiluo scolded him with a smile, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, I will pay you as much as you want, as long as you don't engage in human trafficking, I don't bother to bother you."

How do you say that.

I get tattoos, drink, club, but I'm a nice girl. Although I force you to confess and pay, I am a good customer.

Angelo thinks he is a good customer! Confession fees and business are two different things~