Marvel’s Big Villain

Chapter 121 Mexican Gang! Gust family!

The three made eye contact for a while, and the other two finally turned their attention to the leader.

Seeing the expectant little eyes of the two deputies, the leader suddenly lost his temper.

Damn it, you guys are expecting me to die.

In front of outsiders, the leader is not easy to get angry, so he could only force a smile, "Since Mr. Walter sincerely invites, then postpone the trip abroad. I will definitely stay here in three days and wait for the appointment."

Hearing this, a satisfied smile finally appeared on Billy's face.

"A very smart decision! Now that the invitation letter and Mr. Walter's intentions have been conveyed, I won't bother you any more and leave."

After finishing speaking, he stood up and nodded slightly to the three bosses, then turned and left the office.

After the footsteps outside the door could not be heard at all, the three big men collapsed on the sofa, their faces mournful.

The leader shouted in despair: "What to do? What to do? What to do now?"

Someone said: "That bastard Jason is definitely trying to attack us, we must not sit still."

Another person said: "Listen to what the man said just now, Jason not only invited a gang leader, how about we call and ask other people to discuss countermeasures together."

The leader nodded and said: "This is a good idea. The New York gang has reached a critical period of life and death. In order not to be annexed by Jason, the bastard, everyone must unite."

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Billy safely left the factory and returned to the car.

Franklin had listened to all the conversation through the bug. Seeing that the leader accepted the invitation letter, it meant that their task for today was completed.

He stretched his waist and asked, "It's still early, where can we go for a while?"

Both of them were disguised by wearing ultra-thin human skin masks. As long as they don't take the initiative to die, they don't have to worry about being watched by the police.

Billy smiled and said, "Whatever, you can go anywhere after holding back for so long."

Franklin touched the cash in his pocket and showed a smile that men could understand: "There is a 24-hour club nearby, let's go there for a drink."

Billy immediately beamed with joy: "Okay! Treat yourself!"

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New York, Queens.

John Wick also drove the car and took one of his men to the gang stronghold. Their goal was the upstart Mexican gang, and their main business was Heicao.

Before that, Madam Gao monopolized New York's Hey Grass. After Madam Gao's death, King sent Wesley to Mexico to win over a big drug lord.

But this drug lord was unlucky. The first time he set foot in the United States, he was taken over by the Drug Enforcement Administration led by Stan Phil.

Although knowing that the situation in New York is complicated and dangerous, there are no middlemen to make high profits from the difference, which still makes the drug lords in Mexico covet.

After a period of fierce struggle and profit distribution, the Gust family, the top three drug lords in Mexico, successfully won the fruits of victory.

The stronghold of the Gust family is located in a slum on the outskirts of Queens.

There are simple buildings everywhere, the terrain is complex and intertwined, and the population density is high, so it is very easy to hide and escape.

John parked the car in a hidden corner outside the slum, and asked his men to wear bugs and go alone.

Shabby dilapidated and dilapidated buildings, uneven ground, dirty and smelly garbage mountains, and those pairs of desperate, confused, bloodthirsty eyes like hungry wolves.

Being targeted by the homeless and the poor in the slums, his subordinates swallowed nervously.

The gangster family has a big business, so naturally they dare not touch him, Jason's emissary, but these extremely hungry, poor and crazy low-level residents don't care so much.

For them, a few extra dollars can mean an extra day of life.

Poverty and hunger have made them lose their minds. No matter how big a person is, as long as they enter this place, they will be fat sheep.

The eyes of those people became more and more fierce, and some even started to follow him.

Gradually, the crowd became denser and denser, tightly surrounding him.

Just when his subordinates thought that the mission had failed and he was about to die here.

A group of dark-faced Mexicans with AK47s on their backs came out of the dilapidated building.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Finally waiting for you!

As if being pardoned, the subordinate immediately took out the letter, suppressed the fear in his heart, and said somewhat majesticly: "I am delivering the letter for Mr. Jason Walter, and I want to meet Mr. Gust of the Mexican Gang."

After speaking, he glanced around provocatively.

Hearing Jason's name, those poor people were surprised.

Their eyes were either fearful or questioning, and finally they all turned their eyes to those gangsters.

"Hold on!"

Hearing Jason's name, the gangster immediately sensed that something was wrong, and rushed to report to the boss.

Five minutes later, the men came running back to say that the boss had agreed to meet with him.

In this way, his subordinates were put on black cloths, taken away by several gangsters, and searched him halfway.

Ten minutes later, he was taken to a luxuriously decorated room.

He took off the black cloth and opened his eyes. When he regained his vision, he saw a group of big men in T-shirts, shorts and slippers sitting around a luxurious sofa.

These people are the Gust family in Mexico, what a bunch of bumpkins.

He is very disdainful to these nouveau riche who made their fortunes by planting hey grass without a trace of aesthetics and taste.

At this time, a nouveau riche shouted: "I believe it!"

The subordinates were slightly angry.

He is now representing Mr. Jason Walter, these country bumpkin drug lords dare to be so presumptuous.

The subordinate wanted to reprimand him a few words, but when he saw the bloodthirsty and indifferent eyes of the other party, he suddenly felt a chill down his back.

He swallowed the words that he almost blurted out, and handed over the envelope respectfully.

The man snatched it away, tore up the envelope in twos and twos, took out the invitation letter, and handed it to Mr. Gust, who was sitting in the first place, in a suit and leather shoes.

The subordinate hurriedly said: "In three days, Mr. Walter will hold a dinner party and invite gang leaders from all over New York to participate."

After reading it, Gust threw the invitation letter on the ground casually: "Go back and tell Jason that the gang is busy with affairs, so we won't be going to the dinner in three days."

His subordinates had long expected that he would refuse, and immediately remembered John's instructions before leaving, and said with a straight face: "Mr. Walter attaches great importance to the dinner, and he will be very unhappy if you don't go. Once Mr. Walter gets angry, it will cause You should know the consequences!"

As soon as the words fell, Gust's cronies suddenly exploded.

"FUCK YOU!"

"How dare you threaten the boss, you are courting death!"

"Throw him in the cage and feed the dogs."

"Good idea, the dog has been hungry for two days."

As soon as the group of people slapped the table, they rushed up to beat him.

His subordinates were a little panicked, he was restrained from behind just as he wanted to resist.

In the next second, a heavy fist hit his face.

Bang!

The bridge of the nose was distorted, two teeth were broken, and there was blood all over his face and mouth!

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