"Sir, are you looking for me?" In the luxurious box of the chicken farm, Joe, who was bruised and swollen, looked carefully at Tony Windis, who was holding two beauties in his arms.
That's right, the one who was beaten in the alley outside when Tony came was none other than Barbaro Joe, who had stolen Josie's car before.
At this time, two days have passed since the deadline given by the mafia boss Scarpa.
In the past two days, it was not that Qiao had done nothing at all.
Instead, he was planning to rob a bank.
Because this is the fastest way he can think of to raise money.
It's just that banks are really not that easy to shoot.
It's not many years since the Great Depression.
The Chicago police, who had experienced the most chaotic period, were very well prepared in terms of force.
Although automatic weapons such as submachine guns are not used, shotguns and rifles are basically equipped in every police car - as you will know after watching John N. Depp's Public Enemies, you don't have four or five people to rob a bank.
Without enough firepower and vehicles to respond, it is simply courting death.
And not just the police, most bank security guards are basically equipped with shotguns.
What does Joe have? Nothing but an M1911.
Of course, cars can be stolen. He used to do this often to earn pocket money, so he was quite familiar with it.
But weapons and manpower are not enough. Good weapons must be bought with real money, and the manpower must be reliable.
These cannot be prepared in a short time and require considerable time to prepare.
There are some people who rush into the bank with a gun without any preparation, but 99% of the time they end up dead on the street.
Joe's goal is to get money, not to die.
So it's impossible to do it so quickly.
Today, he originally came to the West District to find a former friend and wanted to ask him to do it together.
But when he mentioned it, the other party decisively refused, because the other party had just hooked up with the Irish Gang and obtained a good way to make money. Although it was not a huge profit, the victory was that the risk was small.
In this case, it is naturally impossible to get lost and play with Qiao Gun Bank.
And he drove Joe away very rudely.
In the past, we just hung out together on the street for a while when we were poor. It was not a big friendship, so naturally we wouldn't give Qiao too much face.
Joe was very depressed after being rejected. After wandering aimlessly, he wandered into this chicken farm.
When my mind got hot, I wanted to come in and have a good time, regardless of the fact that I had no money in my pocket.
Since Qiao had occasionally come to this gold-selling cave in the past when he was rich, the doorman and the girls inside didn't think that this guy had the idea of eating a king's meal.
He even used the excuse of going to the toilet after finishing the work and almost let this guy run away.
Just when he went out, he was blocked by several Scarpa's men... In order to prevent this guy from escaping, Scarpa kept sending people to keep an eye on this guy.
When the people who were following him saw him entering the gold-selling cave, they thought that the guy had gotten the money from that friend and ran away without wanting to pay back the money, so he called some of his companions to stop him.
In the end, I didn’t expect that this guy was trying to escape from the order.
As a result, they didn't get any money and almost offended the Irish gang in this place.
Fortunately, Brian, the guard at this place, had no intention of conflicting with the Italians. He knew that the Italians were going to watch this guy to get money, and Joe was already planning to rob the bank. He said that as long as he waited for this guy to get the money, it would be three times the amount.
Just pay back today's expenses.
Otherwise, according to Brian's normal approach, without breaking three of Joe's legs, there would be no way this matter would be revealed.
As for if this guy fails to rob a bank... is there any need to say that?
Either die at the hands of the police or bank security.
Or die at the hands of the Italians.
There's no need for their Irish helpers at all.
However, although the suffering of short limbs was avoided, a few Italians still had to vent their anger.
So Joe was dragged into the alley and given a beating.
The result was seen by Tony Windis who came here.
Then Joe was brought to the big man by the waiter under inexplicable circumstances... Although Tony Windis was only a tennis player, thanks to the addition of Margot, the rich husband of a wealthy man, he
For ordinary gangsters, he is indeed a big shot, let alone a street gangster like Joe.
"Babes, please go out first. This gentleman and I have something to discuss." After looking at Joe up and down, Tony Windis waved to the two beauties beside him.
The two women met in an instant, rubbed against Tony Wendy's body provocatively, and then left the box obediently.
"Sit down, what would you like to drink?" Tony Windis waved his hand and asked Joe to sit down.
Tony Windis nodded, picked up the wine bottle in front of him and gave Joe a drink.
"I heard that you owe a lot of money?" Tony Windis asked after Joe took a sip.
"Yes, sir." Joe put down his wine glass and replied carefully.
"How much is owed?" Tony Windis asked again.
"Four thousand dollars." Joe replied simply. It was not a secret. There was nothing hard to say.
"Four thousand dollars... Hey, do you want to make money? A lot of money!" Tony Windis asked with a smile.
"Sir, I don't quite understand what you mean..." Qiao blinked, a little confused about the person in front of him, but there is no doubt that pie in the sky cannot fall.
"You just need to answer me whether you want to make this money." Tony Windis said.
"But sir, I have to know what you want me to do!" Joe couldn't help but ask.
"Joe Barbaro, I know about you, and I also know that if you can't pay back the money within a week, the mafia will not let you go. I even know that you are planning to rob the bank." Tony Winn
"You need the money," Dees said.
"...Sir, you should also know that sometimes the profit from kidnapping is not less than robbing a bank!" Qiao didn't like the other party's condescending look, and threatened with some displeasure.
"Oh? Really? I'm afraid I'll disappoint you. I don't have any relatives except my wife, and the relationship between my wife and I is quite bad to be honest, so even if you kidnap me, you can't get it.
"It's money. Besides, Brian and I have a pretty good relationship. Do you think that even if you kidnap me and get the money, what's the chance of spending it?" Tony Windis said without paying attention to Joe's threat.
"...If what you say makes sense, then sir, what exactly do you want me to do? What is the large sum of money you mentioned?" Qiao said a little discouraged.
"Ten thousand dollars!" Tony Windis said word by word when he saw that the atmosphere was almost up.
"How much?" Qiao suddenly raised his head and asked in surprise.
"Ten thousand." Tony Windis repeated again.
Done! Joe made his decision immediately.
Ten thousand dollars is not a small number.
You must know that the professional killers of the Mafia during this period generally paid only two thousand to four thousand for a single order.
Although he still didn’t know what Tony Windis wanted him to do, but when Joe thought about it, no matter how serious it was, could it be more serious than murder?