"So what?"

Winnie raided and checked it out today, but she was so angry.

All the family dogmas were ruined by these guys who had no family honor: "Bohatu, you are my elder.

Have you lost all your family honors?

Look at your casino, how many family bans have you violated?"

"Ha! Family honor."

Bohatu showed a mocking look on his face: "Do you think that in such a complex neighborhood, family honors can be supported by just family honors?

Without us, the old guys who made a move and managed it, this 74th Street had long been swallowed by two other families."

As he said that, Bohatu changed his tone and said gently: "Miss, you must also experience us. It is not easy to work hard to get Seventy-fourth Street into this.

We know that you are here to undergo the family trial, so that’s it! As long as you don’t interfere in our affairs, we guarantee that you can easily pass the family trial. How about it?”

The other two old guys also said, "Yes! Miss Winnie, as long as you don't interfere, we can guarantee that you pass the family trial and do it beautifully."

All this coercion and inducement was used. These old guys were just sure that the little girl Winnie was not able to manage such a complex place as the seventy-four block without the help of these old guys.

After all, Winnie was still young. She was angry by the shameless appearance of these old guys and shouted sternly: "Shut up, I don't need anyone else's help in the family trial. You guys must give me an explanation today!"

As soon as these words came out, the three old guys became a little angry.

"Miss, we have left you a way out. Don't you realize it?"

Bohatu held a cigar in his mouth and slapped the table viciously and said, "Do you think you, the Wilson family, can gain a foothold in the 74th District?

It's too naive!"

"Hmph! Do you dare to do anything to me?"

Winnie raised her head and said coldly.

"Ha, you are the daughter of the godfather, how dare we do anything to you?

But if you continue to be so obsessed with it…what is there anything you say?”

Bohatu looked at the two old men around him and sneered: "In this seventy-fourth zone, it's just 'the mantis arm is trying to get rid of a car, overestimating one'."

After a few words, these old guys are no longer ordinary threats.

"You...you!"

Winnie was so angry that she was almost speechless by these three old guys.

But the boy Christo's side showed an excited smile on his face, as if saying: "Fight! It's better to fight."

When things got to this point, Xiao Ran had to interfere.

Xiao Ran did not interrupt rashly, but looked at the whiskey on the table, took it over, found a clean wine glass, poured a glass of wine and handed it to Winnie.

"Miss, I think you need a drink."

Xiao Ran patted Winnie on the shoulder and handed over the whiskey in her hand.

Winnie glanced at Xiao Ran, showed a little grateful look, took the wine glass and drank it.

Xiao Ran's series of strange actions made the three old guys a little scared.

They had long seen that the yellow man around Winnie must have been very unusual, and this man gave them a feeling of being unpredictable.

As the assistant of the young lady, she would usually be furious when she heard them say such words.

But this man didn't. He could not see any anger or any dissatisfaction on his face. He was just doing his own thing quietly.

After pouring Winnie another glass of wine, Xiao Ran threw the bottle in his hand to the ground, making a crisp "pop".

Almost at the same time, a group of Wilson family members with guns walked in, and the two seemed to be carrying a heavy box.

There were more and more people around Xiao Ran and Winnie. The members of these family pushed all the debris on the table in front of them to the ground, and then took out some parts from the two heavy boxes, and they were parts of firearms.

I have to say that Mario's men are very professional. In less than ten minutes, the parts on the table were assembled into a fiercely shaped machine gun... m134 Gatlin.

Although I don’t know what Xiao Ran is going to do, even if he takes out such a terrifying killer, he must be no longer a joke.

Xiao Ran's move immediately reminded these three old guys of one person, Mario when he was young.

When Mario first came to power, some people in the family were embarrassed by him. Mario took out a "Chicago typewriter" very simply... What Xiao Ran does now is a similar thing.

"The three are all veterans of the family and have made a lot of contributions to the family silently. Logically speaking, a new member of the family, who is like me, is not qualified to point fingers at the three."

Xiao Ran said in a relaxed tone: "But after working hard for such a long time, I believe you often feel tired, right?"

"Damn it! Where is my man!"

When Bohatu saw Xiao Ran turning against her face in anger, he immediately shouted in anger.

Xiao Ran said quietly: "Stop calling, Mr. Bohatu, when you talk to this gentleman of the Christo family, I have already let you control it."

Bohatu's eyes suddenly became dull and he sat back on the sofa. How could he have the energy he had just now?

One of the three had a flash of eyes, and finally gritted his teeth and said to Winnie: "Miss, I do feel a little tired. Please allow me to resign from my family. I want to go home to accompany my grandson.

As for the family’s origin, it’s natural to deal with it at will.”

"Of course, Mr. Louis, I'll tell my dad."

When Winnie saw the old man taking the initiative to admit defeat, a smile couldn't help but rise to the corner of her mouth.

Louis stood up and did not look at the two old friends around him. He walked out of the conference room with a dim expression. Xiao Ran had no intention of blocking him.

"Louis, you..." "Bastard!"

The two old men wanted to stop them, but were thrown away by Mr. Louis.

He persuaded one person to surrender, and the other two old men seemed a little angry. Bohatu looked at Xiao Ran and Winnie and said loudly: "If you have the affair, just shoot. When I saw that the 74th District was in chaos, how should you end!"

"So as you wish!"

Xiao Ran decisively pulled the trigger at this time.

"Everything!"

The dull gunshots rang in the conference room, and the murderous weapon, which claimed to be able to shoot 100 shots per second, showed its due power.
Chapter completed!