The rise of the reborn hero

A black suit worth seventy-five dollars, black leather boots worth forty dollars, and a shirt of the same price. Al Capone was a bit at a loss what to do with all this.

"This looks much better. Yang

Qianli glanced at the young man who looked very reserved,"You need Mr. Su to make a good impression when we meet for the first time.""

"thank you, sir.

Al Capone, who had never been treated so kindly before, said with gratitude and uneasiness in his voice,"I will definitely return this money to you.""

"Not so polite. Yang

Qianli stood up and helped the young man straighten his collar. His tone was somewhat meaningful,"We will be a family from now on.""

"family..."

The young man repeated Yang Qianli's words with a strange expression. Growing up with his mother's cries and heavy pressure in life, this was the first time someone called him...... family......

"Okay, don't be in a daze, the boss is waiting for us."

Yang Qianli took a step forward, and Al Capone followed closely. The young man's palms were soaked with sweat due to nervousness, but the expensive suit left him nowhere to wipe them. Poor Al Capone had no choice but to open his palms desperately, so that It made him feel better, but it made his walking posture look a little weird.

It was a quarter past nine in the morning in New York time, which was also the first hour after Al Capone arrived.............

"The beautiful real estate agent arrived early in the morning and waited in the Hilton hotel lobby."

After receiving the news, Guy closed the phone. He looked around at the silent crowd and said,"The other party should be leaving soon. Notify everyone to be prepared."

Everyone in the car just nodded silently. There was no tension in their expressions, and there was no wave in their eyes. Some of them were just indifference.

This kind of indifference to life includes not only the enemy, but also themselves.

In Five minutes after Guy issued the order, two black Dodge Cruisers slowly parked at a traffic light on a ramp in the center of Ninth Avenue, two blocks away from Broadway and Madison Square.

Now all they need to do is wait, wait for the target person to appear. , and then kill each other. They are very confident about this......

Gay is confident, but clearly needs some patience. Because he didn't know that the reason why Rachel Nicole was waiting in the lobby so early was not because she received a phone call, and she was too nervous for fear of something going wrong.

Time goes back to fifteen minutes ago...

The traffic situation in New York is not good.

This was the only reason Rachel Nicole came to the lobby early to drink coffee. Although she called to confirm that the other party would not leave in the morning, like Al Capone, Rachel Nicole knew nothing about Su Pingnan.

She didn't know whether this mysterious oriental rich man would suddenly change his schedule, or whether she would be late due to traffic jams or other problems.

Rachel, who had become morbidly worried about gains and losses due to being too nervous, couldn't bear her random thoughts, so she simply ran to the lobby early to wait for the other party's call.

Only by sitting here would her nervous mood feel a little better.

The woman was dressed very beautifully, and her delicate face attracted the attention of almost all the men present, so she didn't even notice that there was a man in a brown coat who immediately made a call when he saw her coming in.

"Head, at 9:07, the real estate agent arrived."

"knew."

Guy hung up the phone.............

The scorching sun in New York was radiating its passion over Manhattan, and it was already late at night in Xia Country.

The night wind in Eren Town seemed to be particularly cold, and the strong wind slapped the glass unbridled, making bursts of strange noises.

Old Maitreya, that's not right. A rickety old man named Liu Sangou groped his way up and turned on the light in the main room. He took out half a bottle of spirits and a small butterfly of peanuts from the kitchen.

He was going to drink some.

I have to say that wine is a good thing, at least it can make it less difficult for him to fall asleep.

As soon as the weather changes in winter, old Maitreya's old injuries will relapse, making his nights particularly difficult. I finally fell asleep today, but I was woken up by the fierce quarrel next door.

Old Maitreya knew the reason why there was another quarrel next door. The young man named Li Tiangu was almost as stubborn as a stone. When he found out that people were cutting down trees privately, he immediately returned the gifts everyone gave him, and also rejected the pleas and new deals proposed by these people.

Every day at dawn, this man with one leg would brave the wind and snow and sit on the forest ranger point with his eyes closed and meditate, holding his rifle with an old-fashioned handle.

This location is very special. The entire road out of the mountain is blocked. Therefore, Li Tiangu's behavior directly caused the people in Eren Town to be unable to pull even a piece of wood from the mountain. This is literally killing them.

Nowadays, there is a lot of construction in the city, and the demand for wood is astonishing. If you cut down a tree with a diameter of 30 centimeters, it will cost more than 100 people to pull it out. Dozens of trees a day are enough to make a living for a year.

You cut off people's wealth, and they cut off your livelihood.

Old Maitreya understood this truth, and he believed that the Tengu disciple should also understand it, but he still did it.

No one can defeat Li Tiangou holding a rifle if he resists openly. Old Maitreya believed this. He has been involved in the world of martial arts all his life, and has also been involved in guns all his life, and he has developed a poisonous eye for the old Maitreya.

Old Maitreya dared to say that he might not have been better than this young man when he was young. Even the former Hai Dongqing, including the current Jinxiu Security, may not be able to produce a guy who can definitely defeat this young man.

Remember, everyone in Lao Maitreya includes Murong Qingqing, who is known as a genius. These rough guys in the village are not worth mentioning in front of this young man.

Liu Sangou firmly believed in his judgment.

Because he had seen the action of the young boy touching the gun and the calluses on his hands and shoulders. Old Maitreya was amazed that he could play with a dilapidated rifle that was too old to verify the signal and had no sight.

For this reason, he also specifically inquired and heard about this young man's deeds, and he became somewhat clear about it afterwards.

The price of one leg, the killing god of thirty-nine lives, how can a retired fighting hero without such skills succeed in those bloody storms?

But this young boy waited for three years and three years, and finally became a ranger?

The salary is 178 yuan, and the only consideration for him is that his wife Guihua becomes a temporary worker, with a salary of 75 yuan.

Accompanied by the noisy sound of sweet-scented osmanthus next door, Old Maitreya took his first sip of wine in the night. It was very spicy, just like life.

(There will be one more update in the evening. After today, I will see if I can maintain three to four updates during the holidays, and also test whether I can eat this bowl of rice.)