Our Chicago

John Abruch killed Felix Farzen. Philip Farzen's own brother, Gasby Farr, had gathered hundreds of people and was on his way to Chicago to completely destroy the Abruc family. The news spread quickly.In fact, it didn't take a quarter of an hour.

All the buyers who bought the assets of the Abruc family last night heard about it, and then, of course, were all confused.

These buyers really didn't expect that the real reason why John Abruc was selling assets crazily was this...

They just thought it was because John Abrucchi had killed so many FBI agents and needed to run away as soon as possible...

So.

For a while.

Some buyers were worried about being involved and scolded their mothers angrily. Some buyers contacted Gusby-Falzeng and wanted to be a whistlebler. Some buyers even wanted to find John Abruch to return the goods immediately...

However, after getting through the initial panic, all buyers still tacitly chose one approach.

That is, be willing to gamble and lose, contact your subordinates, temporarily shut down the industries you bought, and avoid this wave of limelight.

The reason is very simple.

First, the state has national laws, and there are rules. John-Abruch will take half the price of the assets. They picked up a big bargain, and naturally they have to take a certain risk, otherwise what? Does the pie really fall from the sky?

Second, no one can tell whether John Abruch will die in this wave. If they don't die, they will survive, and at this junch, they have made a moth, hehe... John Abruch is not a good person. At that time, their end will be much more serious than the loss of millions or tens of millions...

As for being a whistlebleth??

Ha ha.

No one will really do that.

It's not a joke that whistleblers, insiders, and everyone has to be killed.

That's it.

The dark side of Chicago is turbulent, and many people are preparing for the upcoming storm!

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Three o'clock in the afternoon.

A plane from Miami landed at Chicago O'Hare International Airport.

Ron got off the plane and kept calling while rushing to the location of John Abrutch at full speed.

3:30 p.m.

The one-hour time given by John Abruch is up.

Soon after.

A group of people arrived one after another.

4:00 p.m.

Everyone who should arrive has arrived.

John Abruch roughly counted it, and the person in charge came to twelve, and the hands came down to more than 200.

The number of people is much more than he expected.

To be honest, he felt very gratified about this.

After all.

In this industry, most of the time, there is really not much loyalty, and it is normal for the trees to fall and scatter.

"I won't say anything else. I'll just say one sentence."

"This departure is not because I am afraid, not to run away, but for a better future. Please believe me, you will never regret today's choice!"

John Abruc looked at it for a while, opened his mouth, and said calmly but powerfully.

More than 200 men laughed together, and many of them made a fuss.

For a moment, there was a lot of noise in this arms warehouse.

Although the time was a little tight, John Abrutch still didn't stop them and let these lovely people make a fuss.

After a long time.

Seeing that everyone calmed down.

Abruch took a look at the time and then said, "Okood, then, let's prepare for each other! Before we leave, Chicago is still our Chicago!"

"No one can come to our territory to mess with us!"

"Yes! Boss!!!" Everyone moved in response.

In the blink of an eye.

Say, say.

A wooden box was opened.

Pistols, submachine guns, sniper guns, machine guns, Gatlin, grenades, smoke bombs, flash bombs, bullets, bulletproof vests, and even mortars have been successively distributed to everyone's hands...

The Abrutch family has been operating in Chicago for so many years, and it really shows it like this.

4:30 p.m.

Gasby-Fal arrived in Chicago with more than 50 good players.

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At the same time.

Outside the Chicago hospital, Ding Ze, who had just sent Anna to leave, was not in a hurry. He sat in the car, lit a cigarette, took a look at the time, and thought a matter.

Abrucchi called before and didn't say he needed him, but confidently said that there was no problem.

At that time, he did not say that he wanted to go there.

Because, on the one hand, what Abruc has to face is a war. Nowadays, he is alone, participating or not participating. The difference is not big, and nothing can be changed.

On the other hand, that war was the war of Abruch.

As the boss of the Abruc family, Abruc is arrogant and also cares about respect. On the premise that Abruc did not mention that he needed him to go, it was not appropriate to go. It would seem a little disrespectful and did not believe in Abruc's strength.

Then, through these days, he hopes that Abruc can go all the way with him... With this in mind, it is very necessary to believe in the strength of Abruc and, more importantly, mutual respect.

But respect is respect, and belief is belief.

Don't worry, it's fake.

After all, Abruch is really a good helper.

Therefore.

He decided to make a phone call and ask a little bit.

The phone will be connected soon.

"John, is everything going well?"

Abruch smiled faintly, "Sloo well, don't worry."

"That's good. See you in the evening."

"See you in the evening."

得.

In this case, Ding Ze didn't think much about it anymore. He put away his mobile phone, started the car, and went to the restaurant according to the original plan.

After booking the restaurant, Ding Ze called Fiona as he walked to Galleg's house, saying that he was on his way.

It's a little more than five o'clock.

Ding Ze picked up the person and returned to the restaurant.

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Almost at the same time.

The men summoned by Gasby-Fall from various cities rushed to Chicago one after another, merged together, and were equipped.

The people of the Abrucchi family are not quiet this afternoon. Where are they? In the eyes of some bigwigs in the Chicago gangster circle, it is not a secret at all.

Gasby-Falzeng's identity was there, and he asked with a little means.

Not much time.

In the sunset.

Gasby-Fahr once waved his hand.

Off-road vehicles, trucks and trucks, carrying more than 500 fully armed gangsters, began to move to an extremely remote mountainous area in the suburbs.

It is expected to arrive at the destination in 30 minutes.

The other side.

Abruc has been deployed.

More than 200 men have built three lines of defense. When the people of Gasby-Falzen arrive, they will fire immediately.

"John," in the face of this battle, Ron took two mouthfuls of cigarettes fiercely and said nervously. "To be honest, I'm really a little scared."

Abruc heard it and smiled, "It's right to be afraid. It's scary to survive."

Ron smiled bitterly and didn't continue to say this. He asked, "Why don't you let Mr. Ding come here?"

Abruch shook his head, with a calm face, and asked without answering, "Do you think with his plan, will he find other people similar to me to work for him?"

Ron thought for a more and nodded, "Yes."

Abruch smiled and said, "So, since you choose to gamble, you can't be suddenly abandoned soon. What do you think?

Ron thought for a while and probably understood what Abruch meant.

Abruc ignored it, and then said with some emotion, "Strength is the best way to improve competitiveness. For our future, we have to prove that we have the ability to be independent, so that we can get more."

Ron nodded, got it, and smiled helplessly. "The gamble is too big. It's really ruined... Forget it, that's it. It doesn't make sense to say this. I wish us a big win.

Abruch smiled and didn't say anything.

The two waited quietly.

Time flies.

Gasby-Falzeng's group of people arrived.

The gunshots sounded.

Suddenly, suddenly.

(End of this chapter)