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Chapter 488: Violent Injury

"Gonzales, don't worry, I will crush the murderer's neck with my own hands."!

Alessandro's eyes swept across everyone's faces like poisonous snakes, not hiding the bloodlust and bloodiness in his eyes, as if he was staring at a group of docile sheep.

"My dear brother, have you forgotten what your father told you?"

Before Alejandro finished speaking, Alfonso's voice rang out, "When you come to Las Vegas, you must listen to me on everything. Have you forgotten what your father said?"

Not to mention the relatively weak Chen Shihao, the Yamaguchi-gumi in the restaurant at the moment is a gang organization on par with their mafia organizations. Alfonso is not as brainless as his younger brother, who can offend everyone with just one sentence.

"Don't put pressure on me, old man. This is neither Italy nor New York." Alessandro did not buy his brother's blame at all, and kept looking at Chen Shihao and others with his eyes.

"You are Chen from the East..."

After Alejandro recognized Chen Shihao, he shook his head with contempt and said: "You Orientals are not good enough. If Bruce Lee is still alive, I will definitely blow his balls out..."

In front of everyone, Chen Shihao naturally refused to lose face and said coldly: "If you want to compete with Bruce Lee, you can go find him underground. It's easy to die."

This is no longer an era where cold weapons are rampant. In modern times, being able to fight is nothing. Those people behind Chen Shihao can just take out a gun and blow off Alessandro's head. So Chen Shihao is not afraid of Alessandro.

Dro gets violent and hurts people.

"Hehe, if I knew it was done by one of yours, I would make it even harder for you to die."

After Alejandro glanced at Chen Shihao, he turned his gaze to Yamamoto and said with a sneer: "We had unfinished business in New York last time. I didn't expect you to dare to come to Las Vegas?"

"It's really a mad dog, why is it biting people?"

Alessandro's actions made Qin Feng stunned for a moment. Is there something wrong with this guy's brain?

He has made enemies all over the place, and it is a miracle that he is still alive today.

"Alessandro, that is my old man's business, and you are not qualified to take care of it."

Yamamoto is not afraid of Alejandro. Las Vegas is not a world dominated by the mafia. The Yamaguchi-gumi also has strong power and can pull out a team at any time.

"That's enough, Alessandro, if you mess up the lot again, I will tell the old man."

Alfonso really couldn't stand the behavior of his younger brother. If he got involved in anything, it would definitely cause chaos.

"You can't control me, Alfonso, they must hand over the murderer today..." Alessandro rolled his eyes at his brother and didn't take him to heart at all.

"You Russian bastard..." Alfonso was shaking with anger. He really couldn't understand why his always wise father and that Russian bitch gave birth to such a bastard?

"Alfonso, if you dare to say one more word, I will break your neck." After hearing Alfonso's words, Alessandro's eyes flashed with fierceness, but this time it was in the opposite direction.

His half-brother.

"Do all people in the mafia behave like this? Brother Hao, what kind of trouble is this?"

Qin Feng was stunned by the sudden changes in the field. Alfonso and Alessandro started fighting before they even started talking about the business.

"Alejandro was the son of Alfonso's father and a Russian prostitute. He has a low status in the family and has a very violent temper. However, he is the most powerful knife in the New York Mafia family..."

After suffering a loss from Alejandro last time on Hong Kong Island, Chen Shihao specifically inquired about Alejandro.

Alejandro's mother was originally born into a noble family in Russia. However, after the Russian royal family was overthrown by the Soviet Communist Party, she fled to Europe and made a living by selling some of the family's jewelry.

No matter how much money you have, it is not enough for a family to squander.

So when Alejandro's mother grew up, the family was so poor that she could only sell her body in exchange for food.

It was at this time that Alfonso's father met Alejandro's mother, and he was quickly fascinated by this charming Russian girl and kept her as a child. A year later, Alejandro was born.

He must have inherited his mother's Russian blood. Alejandro has grown tall and strong since he was a child. He has been making trouble on the streets all day long. When he was eight years old, he could beat teenagers around.

When Alejandro was ten years old, his father took him away for eight years. When Alejandro came back, he was already eighteen years old.

No one knows what Alejandro went through during these eight years, but Alejandro's temper became more and more violent.

Within a few months after his return, Alejandro led the Mafia thugs to beat down all the surrounding neighborhoods. The bosses in those neighborhoods died in miserable ways! From then on, Alisando

Drodo became the most famous associate of that mafia branch. Not only was he powerful in boxing and kicking, he was also very proficient in firearms, and almost no one could survive his attacks.

Although many people wished for Alejandro's early death and sent killers to take action, Alejandro seemed to have a sense of smell like a beast, and he evaded every time, and then he would intensify his revenge.

Sometimes when facing his allies, Alejandro would show no pretense, and many of his own people died in his hands.

So some people gave Alejandro the nickname "Mad Dog", describing him as someone who would bite anyone he saw. Among the gangs in New York, as long as his name was mentioned, few people would not be afraid.

"Been missing for eight years? He must have participated in some secret training, right?" After hearing Chen Shihao's explanation, Qin Feng looked at Alessandro carefully.

At this glance, Qin Feng immediately discovered that although Alejandro's figure was very tall, his muscles were distributed very evenly and did not appear bulky. This was definitely a body shape that could only be maintained through long-term training.

"Alfonso, if you brothers have any problems, you can solve them yourself."

Seeing Alfonso and Alejandro arguing endlessly, Yamamoto couldn't help it at first, stood up and said: "If nothing happens, I have to leave first, and you will tell me when the outcome of your quarrel is resolved..."

…”

Yamamoto is the plenipotentiary representative of the Yamaguchi group participating in the King of Gambling Competition. He himself has many affairs to be busy with, so being able to show up will already give the mafia a lot of face.

"Yamamoto, I think you are looking for death?"

As soon as Yamamoto spoke, Alejandro's eyes turned to him, and suddenly he rushed in front of Yamamoto without any warning, and hit Yamamoto's chin with an uppercut.

With a loud "Bang!", Yamamoto's body was thrown high into the air by this powerful blow, and then fell heavily on the dining table behind him. When he rolled to the ground, he had already fainted.

.

"idiot!"

The Japanese who followed Yamamoto were also the most elite thugs in the Yamaguchi-gumi. Although they failed to stop Alejandro in time, they did not react slowly and jumped towards Alejandro.

"You can't..."

There was a trace of a cruel smile on Alejandro's face. He did not avoid the punches and kicks of those Japanese people at all. When the Japanese hit him, Alejandro's heavy punches also hit several people.

They were both fists, but the power was different. The Japanese hit Alejandro as if they were tickling him. However, Alejandro's heavy punch made several people lose their weight in an instant.

gained combat effectiveness.

"A bunch of idiots..."

Seeing the fight in the field, Chen Shihao put his hand in his arms, held the handle of the gun tightly, and said angrily: "The Japanese are just stubborn. The other party doesn't use weapons, but they don't use them either...?"

Japanese society is somewhat deformed. They allow gangs to exist, but they have very strict gun control. Therefore, if there is a gang fight in Japan, the most commonly used weapon is a knife.

This habit has always been retained by the Japanese, and the same is true for the Yamaguchi-gumi abroad. When fighting with other gangs, they often carry a variety of knives.

Although the Japanese later started playing with firearms because they suffered too much, under normal circumstances, they were rarely the first to use firearms when the opponent did not use modern weapons.

"Brother, turn around and follow me out!"

Seeing Alejandro taking action against Yamamoto, Chen Shihao realized that something was wrong. It seemed that the mafia wanted to clean up Las Vegas, and for this reason they even went to war with the Yamaguchi-gumi.

"You Asians, you can't..."

After Alejandro knocked down the Japanese, he turned his attention to Chen Shihao. His blood-red eyes stared at Chen Shihao and said: "Withdraw from this gambling king competition, I will let you be safe."

Leaving Las Vegas…”

"Alfonso, is this why you invited us here?" Chen Shihao ignored Alejandro, but looked at Alfonso who was standing next to Alejandro.

"I...I don't know, Alessandro, you're going too far!"

Alfonso was also a little overwhelmed by Alejandro's actions. He knew that his dear brother's actions had successfully provoked the prelude to the war between the Mafia and the Yamaguchi-gumi.

"You idiot, no wonder you can't take over the old man's class all the time?"

Alejandro glanced at Alfonso with disdain and said: "The old man has been prepared for a long time. From now on, the whole of New York will be ruled by Italians, and these Asians will be driven out..."

Alessandro was able to live peacefully into his thirties, and Alessandro was not as reckless as he appeared. His cruelty and bloodthirsty was just a way for him to conceal his cunning and insidiousness.


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