"Old Ivan, who else do you think can be so rich?" Albert nuzzled towards the box opposite angrily and said, "Don't you know the people you invited yourself?
?”
"Is...is it Abdul?"
Following Albert's gaze, Old Ivan first saw a few white men in suits and ties. Even in this boxing ring with ordinary light, they still wore a pair of sunglasses, but Old Ivan knew that these people
Their sunglasses are all specially made, and whether the light is bright or not will not affect their observation of the outside world.
"Who else could it be but him?"
Albert's smile was bitter, he shook his head and said: "Except for these nouveau riche who like to spend a lot of money playing in oil, others are very restrained in playing, but why did he just place the bet on the Chinese?"
"You ask me, who should I ask? Let me ask Abdul?"
Old Ivan's face was equally ugly. In fact, every year he would send invitations to wealthy people such as Abdul, and would make many arrangements in advance, hoping that they would come to watch the boxing match.
It's just that Abdul has never come in the past few years. Old Ivan was originally very happy that Abdul could come this year. After all, this shows that his boxing matches have become famous in the top circle in the world.
.
But Abdul suppressed Peng Hongying, which made old Ivan's mood deteriorate sharply, because he knew that if he did not do anything, Peng Hong would have a great chance of winning Basong, which would mean that he
A huge sum of US$250 million will be paid to Abdul.
According to the statistics just now, the total amount of the other people who defeated Basong to win did not exceed 15 million. Even if they took that money, Old Ivan and Albert would still have to spend 235 million.
A million dollars. This result is absolutely unacceptable to the two of them.
Fortunately for Albert, with the support of business in New York, one or two hundred million US dollars would not hurt his muscles and bones, but old Ivan's financial resources are not so strong. He has controlled the black market boxing matches in Kuhl Town for so many years.
But that's all.
"Ivan, I don't care so much. You have to solve this problem..."
While talking to old Ivan, Albert saw Peng Hong and Qin Feng walking by the sidelines. He frowned and said angrily: "It's Chinese again, oh, I hate Chinese, why?
Where can I see them?"
"Huh?" After hearing Albert's words, Old Ivan asked with some confusion: "I heard that you have formed an alliance with the Hongmen in San Francisco? Why do you still hate the Chinese so much?"
"Shit, I was forced..."
Hearing Old Ivan's words, Albert almost jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and drank the red wine in the glass in his hand. He said viciously: "We organized the fight with the Yamaguchi-gumi before,
I suspect it’s all caused by Hongmen…”
"Oh? The Hongmen did it. They don't have that much ability, do they?"
Old Ivan asked with some surprise. He knew that what happened in Las Vegas two years ago really traumatized the Mafia. Not only did people like Alessandro die. In the end, the Mafia
He even stabilized his territory with the help of Hongmen's power.
"If I guess correctly, Alejandro also died at the hands of the Chinese."
When talking about his son, Albert's mood did not fluctuate much, because he had been deprived of power in the Mafia by Alejandro. From this point of view, he should thank Hongmen
of.
"He was beaten to death by the Chinese?" Old Ivan said: "Alessandro is my best disciple. I don't believe that anyone in this world can kill him one-on-one, even me.
No way..."
Old Ivan has trained Alejandro for five years. He knows that Alejandro is at the peak of his life and is simply a killing machine. If anyone can kill Alejandro in a single fight, old Ivan is really incredible.
believe.
Old Ivan's guess was correct. The reason why Qin Feng was able to kill Alejandro was actually a coincidence. If it hadn't been for the fight between Alejandro and the Yamaguchi-gumi beforehand, he would not have been able to succeed in the sneak attack. At that time, Ali
Sandro is indeed stronger than Qin Feng.
"Anyway, I don't like Chinese people, especially a Chinese boy..."
Albert muttered. Although he expressed his gratitude to "Wu Zhe" back then, only Albert himself knew what he was thinking. The godfather of the five major families in New York actually bowed his head like a Chinese boy.
This seemed to Albert a great shame.
Therefore, the human heart is sometimes the most difficult to understand. Others obviously helped you, but what they won was not gratitude but hatred. This was the case with Albert. After the Mafia business got back on track, his inner attitude also changed.
changed.
"Fortunately that boy is dead..."
Albert muttered in his mind that as one of the world's most well-known gangsters, his tentacles are also very deep. At least in Hongmen, there are many informants of Albert, some things that are not too confidential,
Albert can get information through these informants.
When Bai Zhentian went to Macau to meet Qin Feng last year, Albert analyzed the information sent back through his eye liner and found out that the domestic Qin Feng was probably the Chinese named Wu Zhe who appeared in Las Vegas.
, so Albert spent a lot of money to get a photo of Qin Feng.
Last year, Qin Feng did not appear, but the news of Wu Zhe's death came from Hong Kong Island. This made Albert more confirmed his judgment, and began to pay close attention to Qin Feng, until it was reported that Qin Feng was
After the news of the disappearance at sea, Albert breathed a sigh of relief.
You know, Albert, who was eager to form an alliance with Hongmen at the time, gave Qin Feng a personal business card in order to express his feelings. This meant that Qin Feng could use this business card to go to Albert.
Get help with something.
Although he was a gangster, Albert didn't want to be known as treacherous. He still cared about this business card, so after hearing the news that Qin Feng was missing at sea, Albert immediately opened a bottle of good wine for himself.
After celebrating, he finally no longer had to pay back the favor to "Wu Zhe".
"Stop talking about Chinese boys to me. What should I do if I think about the matter in front of me first?"
Old Ivan's tone was full of helplessness. Abdul was personally invited by him, and he couldn't afford to offend such a big customer. If Peng Hong really won and he dared to default on the bill, the reputation of Kul Town would be ruined.
It will stink all over the world.
"It's hard to say who wins and who loses now..." Albert said: "Look for an opportunity to give him some medicine. As long as he fails to kill Basong in the first round, put the medicine on him during the break.
In the water..."
Albert is also very familiar with black market boxing matches. After all, there is black boxing in Las Vegas, and the dirty ideas in his heart are no less than those of old Ivan.
There are several types of black boxing. Some are non-stop matches with no rest time. The two boxers fight like wild beasts. Whoever can stand in the ring at the end will be the final winner. Like this black boxing
The mortality rate is almost 100%.
And there is another one that follows some of the systems of the regular boxing match, but also has some changes. The same as the regular boxing match, this black boxing match also has a three-minute quarter. When the time is up, the boxers on both sides have to fight.
Go to the edge of the boxing ring to rest or receive instruction from the coach.
But unlike a regular boxing match, there is no limit to twelve quarters. If the winner is still not decided by the twelfth quarter, the boxers on both sides will continue to fight until one of them falls on the ring.
Until I can't get up.
Although there is time to rest, the mortality rate in this type of black boxing match is as high as over 80%. It is extremely rare for Peng Hong and Basong to lose both sides.
This duel between Peng Hong and Basong is still the second way of competition, which gives Old Ivan and the others an opportunity to take advantage of, because during the timeout, the boxers must replenish water, which is what they do with their hands and feet.
good time.
"Okay, I will find a way..."
Hearing Albert's words, Old Ivan waved his hands impatiently. How could he not know what Albert had thought of? But when he thought of the young man named Qin who was following Peng Hong, Old Ivan
I couldn't help but feel a little irritable.
"Sergey, come here..."
Old Ivan pressed a button in the box. Ten seconds later, the door of the box was opened from the outside. A thin Russian man walked in and said respectfully: "Mr. Ivan, what do you have?"
Order?"
"Go and prepare a few bottles of energy drinks. Send them to the Chinese guy's lounge." Old Ivan said: "Also, put a few bottles beside the ring. Remember, they are energy drinks. Do you understand me clearly?"
Old Ivan emphasized the name of the energy drink several times, especially the function. He believed that Sergey could understand what he said.
"As you wish, I will send it over right now..." Sergey nodded and said, "The drink will be very powerful, Mr. Ivan. I think the Chinese will also be very satisfied..."
After checking that there were only four or five minutes before the game, Sergey quickly exited the box. This was not the first time he had done this. The ready-made "energy drink" was kept in the locked freezer.
Just take it out when needed.
"Ivan, don't make the effect of your energy drink too obvious..." After Sergey exited, Albert said: "The people who came today are not so easy to fool. If they see the flaw, it will be troublesome."
But it’s too big…”
"How could they see the flaw?"
Old Ivan curled his lips and said: "Sergey is a doctor of pharmacy. His improved functional drink will change the human body within a few minutes, but as soon as the person dies and the blood stops flowing, the drug's effect will be removed immediately.
, even the best detection experts in the world cannot find it..."
Old Ivan has always believed that professional things should be done by professionals. He will choose the best boxers for black boxing, and those who serve boxing matches are also elites in various industries. Sher
He hired Guy from a Russian medical school at a high price and helped him do a lot of dirty things over the years.
"I hope the Chinese are not all so difficult to deal with..."
Albert sighed. He came here from New York specifically because Abdul came to watch the black boxing match. He didn't expect that Abdul's arrival might make them break.
Great wealth.
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"Qin Feng, what's wrong? What happened?" In a lounge on the right side of the ring, Peng Hong found that Qin Feng had been silent since he came in, and his eyes were a little wandering, so he couldn't help but ask.
"It's okay, I just met a lot of old friends..."
After hearing Peng Hong's words, Qin Feng took back the spiritual consciousness released outside. The venue was not very big. As soon as he entered, Qin Feng used his spiritual consciousness to observe. This time, he saw
Two acquaintances arrived.
The first one is naturally Abdul, who has the best seat in the box. He is lying on the sofa in the box where the inside cannot be seen from the outside. Two charming women on the left and right beside him are feeding him fruits, and behind him are
There was one of his bodyguards standing there. He hadn't seen him for several years, and Abdul still looked so elegant and knew how to enjoy himself.
Qin Feng's consciousness only paused for a moment on Abdul, and then moved to the box where Albert and Old Ivan were. This time, the harvest was great, and the conversation between the two was completely flawless.
It leaked and fell into Qin Feng's ears.
"It turns out that Albert also has business here..."
Qin Feng nodded thoughtfully. He was not very surprised to see Albert here, because the Mafia and the Russian gang are international organizations, and it is normal for them to have contact with each other.
However, the conversation between the two made Qin Feng a little angry. In the eyes of Albert and Old Ivan, the boxers who were fighting for them were just pawns that could be discarded at any time.
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