Meeting

Carl and the others moved back and forth several times before finally moving the cash boxes upstairs.

"Master, I did a preliminary count, and it's probably more than 40 million US dollars." Albert didn't even bother to rest after he came back.

Although he has been exercising all this time and his body is tough, he is old and still, a little bit overwhelmed. After working all night, his face looked tired.

"Eddie, you're very tired. Go and rest first. We'll talk about these things tomorrow." Seeing the tired face, Ray said with concern.

Albert was indeed quite tired, so he greeted them and went back to his room to rest.

The two major families controlled the entire casino, brothel, and brewery. During the prohibition period, the profit from selling bootleg alcohol was astronomical. The assets of 40 million US dollars did not surprise Ray.

On the other hand, Howard's eyes were shining. He didn't expect that just two Brooklyn Mafia families could have such an amazing amount of assets.

Looking at Howard, who was shocked by the wealth of the two families, Ray couldn't help but sigh in his heart that he and the Mafia were really at odds.

As soon as he came to this world, he was robbed by gangsters.

Later, the "travel expenses" for the implementation of the first step plan were also "contributed" by the mafia, and finally, the plan was completed.

This time, he killed the two major families directly, and used their huge wealth accumulated over the years to invest in Stark Industries, becoming the company's largest shareholder and the new "boss".

The mafia has become his "treasury". Ray really doesn't know if he should thank them or not. Anyway, he has already killed them. Maybe he was born to be their nemesis.

Ray turned his head to look at Howard, who was "robbed" of his family business by him. He was showing a longing expression at this time, thinking in his heart about how to spend the large sum of money that Ray invested.

Several old pieces of equipment in the laboratory should be replaced with new ones. The latest experimental instruments and equipment that he was not able to purchase before should all be bought. Rare metals, precious metals, and other raw materials needed for the experiments should also be purchased in batches.

What if he runs out of money? Isn't there Ray, the super-rich and the largest shareholder? It's not a big deal to sell the company to him. Anyway, it will be returned to his son in the end.

Howard has never felt that he is so rich. Although Stark Industries has a market value of over 100 million, most of them are fixed assets, and the real liquidity available to him is less than 10 million.

Compared to the consumption of his research on anti-gravity technology, this amount of money is nothing at all.

If he were to use it, it would be a waste of money, and he would lose his family business in minutes.

Looking at Howard, who was almost drooling, Ray shook his head helplessly.

...

The next day, all the underground forces in Brooklyn received shocking news.

The two major families of the Brooklyn Mafia were destroyed last night. The entire headquarters was covered in blood, and no one survived. The two families that ruled the entire Brooklyn underground force for decades were completely wiped out.

Many people felt disbelief when they heard the news at first, and even thought they heard it wrong, but when they found out that the Martial Arts Gym was the culprit that destroyed the two families, everyone fell silent.

They thought of "Mad Dog" and the legend of the mysterious Ray. How strong is this person? Is he still human?

When more detailed information is presented to them, Everyone couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, and at the same time, they were glad that they didn't provoke him.

Last night, more than 100 members of the Mafia in Brooklyn were killed.

According to eyewitnesses, there were only seven people on the other side, and there were no casualties in the entire battle. What happened last night can be said to be a one-sided massacre, the amazing combat power displayed by the people in the Martial Arts Gym shocked them.

They asked themselves that if they were attacked last night would the result be any different?, and they couldn't help being deeply jealous of the Martial Arts Gym.

It is really hard to imagine how they managed to destroy the two big families with hundreds of elite gunmen with the strength of just seven people.

What made their hearts twitch is that the Martial Arts Gym asked all the leaders of Brooklyn's forces to attend a meeting at the headquarters of the Lucian family at 7 o'clock tonight.

Even if they were unwilling, they wouldn't dare not go.

It is conceivable that if anyone dared to ignore the news from the Martial Arts Gym and not attend the meeting tonight, then the bloody night last night would definitely repeat.

Apart from guessing the content of the evening meeting anxiously, they did not dare to have the slightest idea of resistance.

That night,

In the Lucian family headquarters,

Frank and Anderson met at the door. The two were old friends. They used to fight when they were young. Later, they became friends as they got older. At this time, they both looked solemn.

The two nodded to each other and didn't speak. They turned and walked in side by side. The two twisted iron gates lay quietly on the lawn, telling what happened here last night.

The two took a look at the door that was destroyed by some inhuman force and walked into the hall.

As soon as they walked in, the two of them smelled a faint scent of blood. The luxurious hall in front of them was densely covered with bullet marks, and the bright marble floor revealed a faint trace of blood.

Walking on the stairs, the bloody atmosphere became more intense, and obvious bloodstains could be seen in the gaps between the corners of the stairs.

The stone handrail on the side was even more damaged. Many columns were broken, and the rest were dilapidated and full of cracks.

The two stepped on the steps with heavy footsteps and walked upstairs. The two people with complicated feelings couldn't help but turn their heads to look at each other. In each other's eyes, they only saw fear.

The two stopped thinking about it, went up to the second floor, and pushed open the door of the conference room. They used to come here often to have meetings, discuss affairs, distribute benefits, and resolve conflicts, but at that time, the master of this place was Floyd.

Thinking of this, the two of them couldn't help but feel a kind of sadness in their hearts.

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100 Stones = 1 Extra Ch

200 Stones = 2 Extra Ch