526: C526 Joint Meeting

C526 Joint Meeting

When Enzo, Brett, and Yang Qiu entered the meeting room, the long round table in the room was filled with people. A few of them were the leaders of the gangs in Huabu.

There were also some big guys with fat bodies and fierce faces. Only three middle-aged men in clean and tidy suits sat in the innermost room. They were wearing bowstrings and their hair was combed back, and they had thick beards.

These three men were obviously the leaders of the three families with the highest status in the mafia.

Standing beside these three men were seven or eight middle-aged men in suits. Their faces were obviously less smiling and less fearful than the others.

Yang Qiu didn't mind. A strange look flashed across Enzo Brett's eyes. He then loudly introduced Yang Qiu's identity. After that, he respectfully said to Yang Qiu.

"Dear Yang, please take a seat. This seat. . . Yes. "

Enzo - Brett's words stunned everyone, especially the members of the Italian mafia. A trace of gloominess flashed across their eyes.

Yang Qiu, on the other hand, smiled and sat down without any hesitation.

His body was thin and weak. He looked so weak that he could not stand the wind. When he stood with a group of big shots, he did not have the slightest imposing manner. Even his face was pale. He looked like he had just recovered from a serious illness. How could he be qualified to sit in the middle position?

Enzo - Brett saw Yang Qiu sitting down and immediately said with a smile.

"Everyone, we are all the bosses of the various gangs in Vancouver. As for this person, I don't need to introduce him anymore. Although he is a newcomer, his strength is obvious to everyone. I'm sure you all have no objections, right? "

No one said anything. Today's meeting was wrong from the very beginning, completely different from their plan, so no one was willing to voice their opinions first.

Everyone was afraid of Yang Qiu, but they couldn't let this guy override everyone as soon as he arrived, right?

Besides, In this way, wouldn't he have to give him whichever piece of land he wanted?

If that was the case, the area of influence that everyone had divided up would have to be re-divided. How would he settle the accounts of the previous operations and investments?

Everyone had a score in their hearts. It was fine for them to say something nice, but it was absolutely impossible for Yang Qiu to make a big deal out of it.

It wasn't impossible either. At least, you, a newcomer, must bring out your true strength and power to convince everyone and willingly follow your lead.

Just by having a powerful fighter?

The Vietnam Gang also doesn't play with guns. If they use guns, I'm afraid that even a fighter like you won't be able to return, right?

"Enzo, what's going on? You actually gave the right to speak to an outsider? Could this be the reason why you gathered everyone here today? "

The person who spoke was the three big shots from the mafia who had not stood up. Yang Qiu knew very well that these mafia families had infiltrated from the United States. Enzo Brett obviously wanted to use his power to deal with these mafia families.

In fact, he did not care at all that he had chased all the mafia families out of Vancouver.

However, doing this could really shock everyone, but it did not suit his interests.

Not only did he want to gain a foothold in Vancouver, his most fundamental goal was to get in touch with Hong Kong and then get in touch with the mainland.

However, the situation did not allow him to make the slightest mistake. Once he was targeted, without the protection of the middle-aged man and the phoenix blood, his strength would not even need to be used by others. Just Dishi Yan alone was enough to kill him ten thousand times.

Furthermore, these dozen so-called mafia families were actually not considered a family. They were just a branch of one of the mafia families in the United States.

The Hollywood was divided and controlled by the mafia.

Enzo Brett smiled bitterly. He did not say anything, but ordered someone to close the door of the meeting room.

One of the Italian Americans stood up with a sneer. He slowly walked to Yang Qiu and looked down at him.

"Mr. Yang Qiu, you may not know much about the inside story of Vancouver. You are not qualified to sit in this position. If that is the case, we have already replaced Mr. Enzo. What do you think, Mr. Enzo? "

These words were like a slap in the face. If it was any other time, the Italian might not have dared to say such words. However, at this moment, Enzo - Brett - had no intention of getting angry at all.0

Yang Qiu did not speak, but waved at Satan behind him. Satan immediately bowed and answered. Then he took out a phone from his body and dialed a number. He only said one word to the other end of the phone. Without waiting for the other side to speak, he hung up the phone.

Five seconds later, the phone of the Italian mafia boss sitting in the middle of the three people suddenly rang. He picked it up and looked. His face suddenly became very solemn. He even stood up like a rabbit, as if the person on the phone was standing in front of him. He did not even dare to straighten his waist.

He didn't know what the person on the other side of the phone said. Cold sweat dripped down from the guy's forehead. When he hung up the phone and looked at Yang Qiu again, his face was full of fear.

Before anyone could react, the middle-aged man crawled and crawled to Yang Qiu. He was so respectful that he was almost afraid.

"Most respected sir, I am Matthew of the Morello family. I deeply apologize for my disrespect to you just now. Please do not blame us for being rude. We are willing to listen to all your commands. "

Who was Satan?

The number one assassin in the world, the one who died at his hands. All of them were big shots. In so many years, he had assassinated twice for this Morello family in the United States.

Things had changed too fast. Even Enzo - Brett did not expect it to be like this. He could not help but feel glad that he had maintained a proper attitude when he saw Yang Qiu two days ago.

Yang Qiu looked at Matthew and said with a faint smile.

"Mr. Matthew, don't be nervous. This subordinate of mine has something to do with the current patriarch of the Morello Family. "

Then, he looked at everyone with a smile and continued.

"Maybe everyone is curious about my identity and why I am here. Actually, I'm just an ordinary person with a bit of money at home. Don't think too much about it. This time we are here. . . First of all, I don't need your territory. Secondly, we won't rob your business. Of course, the things that happened a few days ago. . . Consider it a little lesson from me, I hope. . . How you were in the past, how you are now. . . Just pretend that I don't exist, but. . . I need a word from you, and that is when it is necessary. . . Give me the necessary convenience, how about it?"

Yang Qiu's straightforward words immediately made everyone feel relieved. They heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, they were incomparably shocked by Yang Qiu's identity.

His subordinate was actually able to make the current patriarch of the Morello Family call him with just a phone call?

If Enzo - Brett family was the local emperor of Vancouver, then this Morello family was the number one family among the five most powerful mafia families in the United States.

The difference between the two families could be calculated with one's toe.

This seemingly weak, pale-faced fellow, what was his background?

An ordinary person?

Go to hell.

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