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Hardy Empire [ On Break ]

Traveling through the world of rebirth film and television In 1945, Anyi started from a small gangster and built an empire of its own. He is a well-known underground king who created the Las Vegas casino with one hand. To create a private prison industry, no criminal dare to provoke him, because one day you will fall into his hands, and he can send you to heaven or hell. The Hardy Mercenary Corps has a combat power comparable to a country, and comfortably uses it to protect industries all over the world. No one knows how much wealth he has, because the most profitable industry in the world has the Hardy Group. The novel and the cover is not created nor owned by myself. Credit to the original owner.

Sokdavid · Urban
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11 Chs

Bill Seriously Injured

The car stopped outside a bar, and the neon lights outlined a playful bunny girl. The name of this bar was 'Bunny Girl Bar'.

The two walked in, and An Yi found that it was much busier than the tavern he stayed in Orange County. Blurred dark lights, jazz music, exposed women, bustling voices, and the smell of marijuana in the air. Women are all dressed up as bunny girls. Tight bikinis make the figure look bumpy. The long legs are wrapped in stockings, the high bunny ears stand upright one by one, and there is a plush ball on the buttocks, which looks very cute.

A beautiful bunny girl came over.

"Bill, what do you want?"

"First, two glasses of beer."

Bill grinned and patted the bunny girl's ass, teased a few more words, and sat down in a deck with ease.

The bunny girl brought two glasses of beer, An Yi and Bill touched, took a big sip, the two chatted about the past when they were in the army, and then they talked about the current situation.

"You joined the gang?"

An Yi asked in surprise.

Bill shrugged.

"When I left the army, I only got a few hundred dollars in retirement allowance. You know I have a family of children, my parents and five younger siblings, that money is not enough."

"I originally wanted to work hard and earn money. I went to the factory, worked in the store, washed the car, and worked as a transport driver, but my income was only enough to make ends meet. Now prices are soaring, but wages are lowered by those capitalists."

"They said that the war was over and there were too many workers to use up. They were not afraid that no one would work. The newspaper said that the country is now prosperous, but the unemployment rate has increased greatly but nobody reported it."

"I have a friend who is from a Jewish gang. He asked me to join, and I did this. It's not bad now, and it's a lot more money than working."

Bill smiled.

"What do you do?"

An Yi asked.

"Send wine, collect bills, and maintain order!"

"Gangs have underground casinos, loan companies, all of which require collectors, as well as a smuggling business, providing drinks to neighborhood bars and nightclubs. This nightclub is my responsibility."

Bill said.

No wonder the people here know him so well. The two raised their glasses, and Bill looked at Tom and said.

"Tom, let's do it together. With your mind and skill, you can definitely get ahead."

An Yi shook his head. He doesn't want to join the gang. In the last life, An Yi had also succeeded in business, but was framed and fell from the peak. He has memories of past lives and has more than decades of insight into this world. He believes that just by finding the right way, he will definitely make a lot of money in the future. And the underworld is a thorny road.

"I plan to find a stable job."

An Yi said.

Bill shrugged and did not persuade An Yi again.

"OK, you will live with me during this time."

Bill said as he took out a wad of bills and handed them to An Yi, there were hundreds of dollars.

"This money is for you. You need a well-fitting suit to find a job. It's cold now. You still need a beautiful woolen coat. Go buy one tomorrow."

An Yi is very poor now, with only a few dollars on him, so he did not reject Bill's kindness, he took the money and put it in his pocket. Bill was very happy to see An Yi did not refuse. The two continued to drink and chat, and did not leave until night. The weather became a bit cold and the two drove back to Bill's apartment.

The car parked in the courtyard, Bill arranged a room for An Yi, he told him where the bathroom was, and took a bath. After he wiped his hair and came out. Bill greeted and lifted the living room sofa to reveal the things underneath.

"Tom, here are two guns and a few magazines. If you need to, you can take them as you please."

Look at the two guns as Colt M1911. The Army is equipped with guns. The short gun Tom Hardy used in his service is the Colt M1911. He is very familiar with this type of gun.

An Yi smiled.

"I'm going to get a decent job, I don't need a gun."

Bill shrugged.

"Who knows."

Bill poured another glass of wine for the two of them, and continued to chat in the living room, and did not go to bed until the middle of the night.

The next morning, Bill and An Yi said hello to go out, and An Yi simply cleaned up and went out. He bought a new suit and woolen coat in the commercial street, the whole person looked more energetic and handsome, and bought a newspaper to check job information, factory workers, accountants, drivers, hotel attendants, porters. After checking for a long time, the salary is either too low or the job position is not suitable.

He went to several recruiting units in the afternoon and tried it out. As Bill said, although the economy is good now, there are more people looking for jobs. Many units just ask An Yi to fill out a resume and nothing is left.

Going back to Bill's house at night, Bill asked An Yi about his job search. An Yi said helplessly.

"It's not going well. There are too many people looking for work. I don't have academic qualifications and professional skills. There are not many suitable jobs."

"It's just the beginning, don't worry."

Bill comforted.

After a few days, Bill went out to work on his own affairs, looking for a job is easy, but there was nothing good.

The main reason is that he does not want to enter the factory to do that kind of repetitive work. Those who have no development at all, do not match his ideas, but when there are development jobs, it is not easy to find.

Bill went out that morning and smiled at An Yi.

"I'm going to collect an account today, five thousand dollars, which is a huge sum of money. If we can get it back, we can divide it up to tenths and come back and bring you. Go for a big meal."

One tenth is $500, which is enough for a person's salary for two months in this era.

Bill went out, and he continued to go out looking for work. At noon, he bought a hot dog and a cup of hot tea on the street, sat on the street to eat, and continued to look for work in the afternoon.

Until the evening, there was still no gain.

Dragging his exhausted body back to Bill's apartment, just entering the house, An Yi suddenly felt a danger, which made him stiff and subconsciously wanted to withdraw, but the door suddenly closed, a pistol appeared, and the black hole pointed at An Yi Head.

There are two guys in suits in the room.

One is before and the other is behind.

The guy in front is holding a revolver in his hand, and the muzzle is pointed at An Yi's head, only about two meters away. Another person is standing at the door of the bedroom four or five meters away, putting his hand in his pocket, making a motion ready to draw his gun at any time.

"Don't move!"

He pointed the gun at An Yi and said in a deep voice.

Numerous thoughts flashed quickly in An Yi's mind. Thief? Robbery? or Bill's enemy?

"who are you?"

One of the man pointed the gun at An Yi and he took a step forward, the revolver was still pointed at An Yi's head, it was only half a meter away from him, and it was almost on his head.

An Yi suddenly moved and his body dodged abruptly to the side, avoiding the muzzle, and at the same time stepping forward quickly, holding the revolver in the opponent's hand with both hands one after the other.

That person was surprised.

Before making any response, An Yi flipped his hands over, abruptly snatching the revolver from that person's hand.

The other party was shocked.

The man at the bedroom door was so scared that he quickly took out his gun.

 An Yi turn his feet, and strangle the neck of the man in front of him with his left hand, and the revolver is already on the man temple in the next second.

"Don't move or I will blow your head."

The person in Anyi's hand was immediately so scared that he didn't dare to move anymore.

The man at the bedroom door took out a pistol and raised his hands to aim at An Yi, only to find that the situation in the field had changed drastically, and his companion was under control.

"Release Sean!"

The man at the bedroom door screamed.

"Leave the gun down, or I will kill him first!"

An Yi shouted, and the muzzle pressed the head of the man in his arms again.

The guy in An Yi's arms was so frightened, his body was visibly trembling.

The man at the bedroom door threw a rat-avoidance device. For a while, he didn't know what to do. He could only grit his teeth and point his gun at An Yi, and the two sides confronted each other.

"Say, why did you come to my house? What is your purpose?"

An Yi asked.

The man in An Yi's arms was taken aback.

"Your house? Isn't this Bill's house?"

"I live here."

The person in Anyi's arms immediately thought of something and quickly said.

"We may have some misunderstandings. We are Bill's companions. Are you Hardy? Bill told us that he has come with a friend named Hardy who lives in his house."

An Yi heard what they said, and realized that it might be a misunderstanding, but did not relax his vigilance, and continued to ask.

"Why do you come to my house and still look through the things at home?!"

The man in Anyi's arms immediately said.

"We are here to get some clothes for Bill."

"Why didn't Bill come to get it himself?"

"Bill is seriously injured."