Cadillac-V16, launched in 1930 and discontinued in 1940.
One of the most top-notch luxury cars before World War II and the world's first mass-produced model with a 16-cylinder engine, it only accepted customization and had low production volume. In 11 years, only more than 4,000 units were sold, with an average selling price of 8,000 US dollars.
When Josie was buying a car yesterday, she also saw one in that second-hand car dealership... That second-hand car dealership itself is also one of the largest second-hand car dealerships in Chicago.
At that time, the seller directly offered $9,000, which is twice what Josie is worth now.
The terrifying price directly caused Qiao Xi to retreat.
That's right, they are also second-hand cars. Other people's second-hand cars depreciate in value, but this second-hand car appreciates in value.
Moreover, the car in the garage is still a silver-gray convertible version, which is full of art.
In comparison, Josie's own 1934 Ford 730 De Luxe was nothing more than an industrial piece of junk.
Qiao Xi fell in love with this domineering luxury car at first sight.
I didn't expect that such an underground car dealer selling black cars could actually get such a car.
Only accepting customization means that the owner of Cadillac V16 must be either rich or expensive. After all, the high price of US$8,000 is not something ordinary rich people can afford.
Therefore, in theory, people who can own such a car will definitely not be offended by ordinary car theft gangs, and car thieves will not dare to steal it.
Therefore, it is a bit unexpected for this car to appear in such a place.
But Josie didn't care. Since he saw it here, the car was his.
It's just that Qiao Xi didn't go out directly. Instead, he took off his coat first, took out a leather jacket from the system warehouse, put on a hood, and then put on a hood... God knows when he prepared this.
After making all these preparations, Qiao Xi took out the newly bought Thomson from the warehouse and walked out.
"Who are you? Oh, sir, you can tell me something!" Upon hearing the noise, the two people in the warehouse immediately looked over with vigilance and yelled.
But after seeing Thomson in Josie's hand, the two of them immediately raised their hands and their tone became gentler.
Josie was very satisfied with the attitude of the two of them. Look, aren't these Italians quite kind? They are not as bad as those in the movies.
"Don't worry, I just need a car. Where are the keys to this car?" Josie asked the middle-aged Mediterranean man in a loud voice through the mask.
"Oh no, sir, you can't drive away this car. This is what Mr. Scarpa wants. If you drive away, he won't let us go." Seeing Josie asking for the keys to the two Cadillac V16s
, the middle-aged Mediterranean immediately became anxious.
"Scapa? Who is that?" Seeing Mediterranean's attitude, Josie couldn't help but be curious.
"Mr. Scarpa is a senior member of the Moretti family and is in charge of the entire business in the East Side Red Light District of Chicago." Mediterraneo replied, "This is the car he wants. He just left it with me temporarily. Someone will pick it up in the afternoon. If you
Drive it away, and none of us will be able to survive by then."
"The Moretti family? Who are they?" Josie asked.
"Sir, have you just come to Chicago?" At this time, the fat young man beside him said.
"What is it? So what if it's not?" Josie asked. To a certain extent, it was true that he had just arrived in Chicago.
"The Moretti family is one of the largest mafia families in Chicago. If you have been in Chicago for a long time, it is impossible not to know this name. My friend, I would like to advise you, if you still want to be in Chicago, it is best not to offend them."
The fat young man said with a flattering smile.
"Oh? It sounds really powerful. Then tell me what major forces there are in Chicago. Apart from Al Capone, I really don't know anyone else." Josie said thoughtfully.
"Hey, Mr. Capone certainly deserves our respect, but after all, that was more than ten years ago. Now in Chicago, the Moretti family, the Clementi family and the Vinci family have the final say, well,
Maybe we have to add the Triads." The fat young man briefly described the power situation in Chicago to Qiao Xi.
Although Qiao Xi was not prepared to be a villain, he listened with interest. The other party's eloquence was very good, which gave Qiao Xi the illusion of listening to storytelling.
"I didn't expect that you, a car thief, are quite well-informed. What's your name?" Qiao Xi asked after the other party finished speaking.
"My name is Joe Barbaro, just call me Joe. He is Mr. Mike. When we meet, we are friends. I will definitely not let you come in vain. As long as you don't move this car and the things in this warehouse,
, take whatever you like, and by the way, there should be a lot of money in Mike's safe, you can take it too." Facing Josie holding the Thomson, Joe's fat face smiled like
A chrysanthemum that has grown overnight.
"You are a very sensible person. It's just a pity. I just want this car. Now I say it again, take out the car keys." However, Qiao Xi changed the topic and obviously did not take the other party's warning seriously.
Josie's words immediately made Joe and Mike's faces fall down. They had just talked about so much about their feelings, but this man didn't take them seriously at all.
"Sir..." Qiao still wanted to speak.
"Shut up, give me the key, or die here now. Don't think I'm fooling you. Since this car will appear here, it means you belong to the Moretti family or work for the Moretti family.
Yes, even if I didn’t take the car but took other things, would you guys just let it go afterward?” Qiao Xi sneered, “So what about the Mafia? What I robbed was the Mafia.”
It is true that it is not a good thing to have entanglements with the mafia, but the relationship has actually been established since the other party stole his car. If he does not take away the Cadillac, in addition to making it easier for the two people in front of him to explain,
It doesn't make much sense.
Moreover, the person Qiao Xi wanted to take revenge on was Qiao who stole his car. How could he make things easier for him?
Even if he didn't want to attract the police, Qiao Xi had the intention to have sex with these two people.
So now it doesn't matter whether Josie offends the Mafia or not.
What's more important is that since he entered Italy Street, he has half-hidden his face with his coat, and now he is even covering his head. With the tracking and reconnaissance technology of this era, only ghosts can find him as long as he doesn't show his face.
Faced with the threat of gunpoint, although Mike was reluctant in every possible way, he could only slowly take out the key from his pocket.
"There are also the keys to the car, take out the keys to the safe, and tell me the password." Josie pointed to his old Ford.
"You will regret it!" Facing the gun, Mike could only do as he was told, but he did not forget to say harsh words.
"I don't know if I will regret it, but if you say one more thing, I will definitely give you no chance to regret it." Qiao Xi said disdainfully.
"Now, you two, get in the car!" After getting the key, Josie opened the door of the Ford.
After the two of them got into the car obediently, Qiao Xi closed the car door and locked it.
Car door locks in this era are basically the same as house locks, and can be locked from the inside or outside.
If the person locked inside does not have the key, he cannot get out unless he breaks the window.
But as long as they dare to break the window, even though Qiao Xi has never killed anyone, he doesn't mind a sudden attack.
After locking up the two, Qiao Xi was very immoral and added a pot of coffee into the fuel tank of the Ford car while the two watched.
After doing all this, Josie began to search the warehouse.
The main targets of his search were naturally the office desk and the safe.
When I opened the safe, there wasn't much money inside, only a few hundred dollars.
But there are quite a few ration coupons.
There are gasoline, candy, wine, and coffee, all of which are controlled material coupons. The quantity is not very large, but it is enough for at least four or five people.
In this special period, these things are more valuable than simple money.
He pocketed these ration coupons without hesitation.
He searched his desk again and found nothing good, but he did find an M1911 of the same model as the one he bought before.
In line with the principle of plucking the hair of a goose, Qiao Xi also put it away.
Then Qiao Xi collected a lot of tires stored in the warehouse in a corner of the car where the two of them could not see and put them into the system warehouse.
In this era, only two companies, Big Beard and Big Beard, had a large output of practical synthetic rubber, and all tires in the United States were made of natural rubber.
In addition, Southeast Asia, an important producing area for rubber, is blocked by footbath, so the only source of rubber for the United States is South America. This has led to tires becoming a more important strategic resource than gasoline during the war.
Finally, after finishing the search, Josie drove the Cadillac out of the warehouse under the angry looks of the two Italian guys in the Ford.