At the Los Angeles Airport, Wilson, who picked up the plane, saw that the doctor had not arrived for a long time, couldn't help but take out his cell phone:

"Hey? Hant, how are you doing there?"

Palm Valley glanced at the strong black man in front of him, and Hanter shrugged: "Don't worry, boss, you may not know how bad your reputation is in Los Angeles. I am now preparing to talk to their boss."

Wilson thought for a while, and he was silent for a moment, and told Hante the number of the Angel Orphanage: "Remember this phone number, and call and tell the other party the process after the matter is resolved."

Hanter was stunned, and a curiosity flashed in his eyes: "Tel? Boss, who is this person?"

Wilson frowned: "Don't ask too much. Do what I have to give you. Sometimes I know too much, which may not be a good thing."

The slightly cold threat made Hant shudder. He swallowed and nodded quickly and said, "Understand."

Jin is not the New York emperor who values ​​both kindness and power in later generations. Now he can only blindly be cruel and rely on fear to control his subordinates. Such management is prone to omissions, but for most people, simple fear is enough.

Rome was not built in one day, even if it was gold, it would take a certain amount of time to grow.

Hant hung up the phone, and Hunter's expression flashed, but finally he sighed and glared at the strong black man beside him with anger: "What are you looking at, a lowly nigger."

The strong black man shrugged, with helplessness on his face and pointed to the RV not far away: "My boss is inside."

Hanter opened the car door casually, but after seeing the person sitting in the car?

Hante's face turned pale and his expression suddenly became panicked.

Without thinking, he subconsciously turned his head and ran away, but was punched to the ground by a strong black man.

The strong black man grabbed Hant, as if he was catching a little chicken, threw Hant into the RV, and looked at the gloomy white man sitting in the middle of the RV: "Boss Andy, what should I do?"

That's right, the person sitting in the RV is the Los Angeles drug lord who was plotted by Wilson a month ago.

As one of the core members of the Wildman Club, although he lost the Los Angeles sales point and injured Andy, he would not destroy his foundation.

After a month of renovation, Andy had suppressed the voice inside and had time to deal with Wilson and the few people who betrayed him.

Don’t think that there is goods and territory, and the business at this sales point is yours.

Andy has accumulated contacts over the years and the influence of the Savage Club in the United States. Compared with Wilson, Andy has too many resources to use.

Although it is cold for people to leave, as long as Andy stabilizes his core identity in the Wildman Club, his bowl of tea will not be cold.

Inside the RV, Andy smoked a cigar and looked at Hante, who was kneeling on the ground like a dead dog: "What do you think I should treat you? You know how much I trust you at that time."

Looking at the person in front of him, Hanter was trembling all over, and he looked frightened: "Boss Andy, I was wrong, I knew I was wrong. I have money, I can be an undercover agent for you. Wilson trusts me, I will definitely become..."

Hant was frightened and always had to pay back when he came out to make a fuss. Hant knew that Andy would definitely make a comeback, after all, there was a savage club behind the other party.

But in his vision, even if Andy makes a comeback, Wilson should be the first to bear the brunt, so Hanter never expected that he would meet Andy here.

Looking at Hant's fearful look, Andy shook his head, and he looked at the little pitiful in front of him with pity: "Wilson? Should I say you are stupid or you are stupid? You don't think he is safe now, right?"

A trace of regret flashed in Andy's eyes. He waved his hand and a nonsense smile streaked across his face: "Forget it, deal with it directly. I originally planned to kill Irving, but I didn't expect there would be unexpected surprises."

Seeing Andy's cold expression, Hanter struggled wildly, and he cried: "No, Boss Andy, let me go, you can't kill me, I still have a secret, you can't..."

"Bang!"

The strong black man took back the gun. Andy looked at Hante, whose head was smashed, and couldn't help frowning: "Don't shoot in the car next time."

A hint of doubt flashed in the black strong man's eyes: "Bullet hole?"

Andy shook her head: "No, it's troublesome to wash the car."

The black strong man was stunned and had a smile on his face. He suddenly felt that this boss was actually very good.

At the Los Angeles Airport, Wilson, who had not waited for the doctor for a long time, had a flash of irritability in his eyes. He tried to contact the doctor and the phone could be reached, but the other party just refused to answer the phone.

For some reason, Wilson thought of Nagini and the conversation between the other party and himself before, and he felt a little more uneasy in his heart.

He thought for a while and called Hante: "Hant, how is the matter dealing with?"

"It has been done as you told me."

"You are not Hant, who are you?"

"Who am I? Old friend, you wouldn't have forgotten me, right?"

"Andy? Damn, what do you want to do!"

"Nothing, I just want to tell you that I'm back and give you some surprises. Hanter and Irving should have a good relationship, right? I hope they can still race together in hell."

"Andy, stop me, An...Shet!"

In the last second when the phone hung up, Wilson seemed to hear the screams and explosions. A bad premonition came to his mind subconsciously, and then he thought of the doctor who had not arrived for a long time.

Wilson's face changed, and a man appeared in his mind, Madame Samantha!

With a little panic, her body as strong as a wall and bumped into the crowd. Wilson had a bad idea in his mind. Andy's revenge was not as simple as killing a Hunter.

The other party will not kill him because it will have an impact on the rules in Los Angeles, but Andy can take revenge on him. It is normal for Hant to die because he is his own person, and Hant has betrayed Andy.

But what about Irving?

Irving is obviously different from Hant. Few people know the relationship between him and Irving. According to Nagini's information, Andy obviously intends to take action against Irving, and the phone call he just answered also shows this.

So this means that the other party knows his relationship with Irving and his relationship with Madame Samantha.

In other words, Madam Samantha is very likely to be in danger!

Palm Valley, the venue of the Pro Modified Car Competition, a red sports car and a black Dodge Challenger collided at the curve. In the end, the Black Dodge Challenger lost control and flew out of the runway directly, crashed on the spot, and was burning with a raging fire at this moment.

Andy looked at the tragedy with emotion. He looked at the crowd who was panicked and screaming, and the child on the field who seemed to want to rush out but was stopped by everyone.

He turned his head and looked at the strong black man beside him with a serious look on his face: "Find an opportunity to tell the child what happened, and he has the right to know the truth."

The black strong man was stunned. He thought for a while, and a smirk flashed across his lips.

At the Los Angeles Hospital, Wilson, who was crazy, rushed to the intensive care unit. With the smell of the family members of a group of nurses and patients, Wilson came to the intensive care unit.

When he pushed open the door and saw the old woman lying on the hospital bed, sleeping in her exhaustion, Wilson breathed a sigh of relief: "Shet, God, you are fine."

But Wilson didn't know that just as he rushed into the ward, sitting outside the ward, a white man wearing a hat covering his face and had been guarding here for a long time, got up and left with a smile.

But before leaving, he did one thing.

That is to press the detonation button.

"bite!"

“3…2…1…boom!”

A huge roar, the flames and shock waves shattered the glass directly. Under the terrifying impact force, Wilson's sturdy body was knocked away more than ten meters away.

"Wow!"

Blood spit out of his mouth, and a dizzy feeling, Wilson struggled to get up, his clothes were ragged, his hair and eyebrows were burned, and his body was covered with scratches and burns.
Chapter completed!