Huang Quan and others moved back and forth several times before finally moving all the cash boxes upstairs.
"Master, I did a preliminary count, and it's about more than 40 million U.S. dollars." Old Albert didn't even bother to rest after he came back. He led Wang Kun and the others to move the loot upstairs and put it away, while doing a rough inventory.
For a moment.
Although he has been exercising during this period and has a strong body, he is still a little bit overwhelmed by his age after all. After struggling all night, his face looks very ugly.
"Eddie, you are also very tired tonight. Go and rest first. We will talk about these things tomorrow." Seeing the tired look on the old butler's face, Chen Mo said with concern.
The two families controlled the entire Brooklyn casinos, brothels, breweries and other industries. During the prohibition period alone, the profits from selling private liquor were astronomical. The assets of 40 million US dollars did not surprise Chen Mo.
.
Howard's eyes were shining, he didn't expect that just two mafia families in Brooklyn could have such astonishing huge assets.
The old housekeeper was indeed very tired, so he greeted them and went back to his room to rest.
Looking at Howard who was shocked by the wealth of the two major families, Chen Mo couldn't help but sigh that he and the Mafia were really at odds.
As soon as he came to this world, he was robbed by gangsters, and thereby obtained the "first pot of gold" in this world. Later, the "travel expenses" for implementing the first step of the plan were also "contributed" by the mafia. In the end, he successfully completed the plan and took control of the world.
Hydra.
This time, they simply killed the two major families and used their huge wealth accumulated over the years to invest in Stark Industries, becoming the company's largest shareholder and the new "boss" of founder Howard Stark.
The mafia has simply become his "little treasury". Chen Mo really doesn't know if he should thank them, but it doesn't matter. He has killed them all now anyway. Maybe he is born to be their nemesis.
Chen Mo turned to look at Howard, who had "robbed" the family business from him. He had a longing expression on his face at this time, thinking in his mind how to spend the large amount of money that Chen Mo had invested in.
All the old equipment in the laboratory were replaced with new ones, and all the latest experimental instruments and equipment that I had not been able to buy because of lack of money were purchased. A batch of rare metals, precious metals and other raw materials needed for the experiments were also purchased.
Want to buy 100 kilograms of each kind first? It’s a bit small, so why not just buy a ton! It’s only a few million, so it’s not expensive!
Use it first, then buy if you don't have enough.
What should I do if all the money is spent? Isn’t there Chen Mo, a super rich man, who is the largest shareholder? The worst case scenario is selling the entire company to him. Anyway, it will eventually return to my son’s hands. Howard’s little abacus clicked.
Howard has never felt that he is so rich. Although his Stark Industries has a market value of hundreds of millions, most of it is fixed assets, and the actual liquidity available to him is less than tens of millions.
Compared with the huge amount of money he spent on researching anti-gravity technology and other black technologies, this amount of money is nothing. If he really let it go, it would be like a waste of money and ruin the family business in minutes. This time it was just the right experiment.
At a critical moment, the anti-gravity technology finally made a breakthrough, but it failed to stop for a while, and the whole project was ruined.
Looking at Howard, who was almost drooling, Chen Mo shook his head helplessly, this money maniac.
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The next day, all of Brooklyn's underground forces received shocking news.
Two major mafia families in Brooklyn were bloodbathed last night. The entire headquarters was a river of blood, and no one was left alive. The two major families that had ruled the entire Brooklyn underground for decades were completely destroyed.
Many people felt unbelievable when they first heard the news, and even thought they heard it wrong. But when they found out that the martial arts school was the culprit for the demise of the two families, everyone fell silent.
They thought of "Mad Dog" Tony and the legend of the mysterious martial arts master Chen Mo. How strong was this man? Is he still human?
When more detailed information was placed in front of them, everyone couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, and at the same time they were secretly glad that they had not provoked him.
Last night, more than a hundred members of the Brooklyn Mafia were killed. According to eyewitness accounts, there were only seven people on the other side, and there were no casualties in the entire battle. What happened last night can be said to be...
It was a one-sided massacre, and the amazing fighting power displayed by everyone in the martial arts hall shocked them.
They asked themselves that if they had been attacked last night, the result would not be any different, and they couldn't help but feel deeply afraid of the martial arts school.
It is really unimaginable how they managed to destroy two families with hundreds of elite gunmen with just seven people.
What made their hearts twitch was that word came out of the martial arts hall this morning that the leaders of the various forces in Brooklyn were required to attend a meeting at the original Xi'an family headquarters at 7 o'clock tonight. If they fail to do so, they will bear the consequences.
With the lessons learned from the two major families, they didn't dare not go even if they didn't want to.
It is conceivable that if anyone dares to ignore the message from the martial arts school and not attend the meeting tonight, then the bloody night last night will definitely happen again.
In addition to anxiously speculating about the content of the evening meeting, they did not dare to have any thoughts of resistance.
That night, Lucien family headquarters.
Frank and Anderson met at the door. They were old friends. They had fought before when they were young. Later, as they got older, they became good friends. At this time, both of them looked solemn, and their eyes revealed something secret.
Feeling uneasy.
The two nodded to each other without speaking, turned around and walked in side by side. The two twisted iron doors lay quietly on the lawn, telling the story of what happened here last night.
The two took a deep look at the door that was destroyed by some inhuman force, and walked into the hall.
As soon as they walked in, they smelled a faint smell of blood in their noses. The luxurious hall in front of them was covered with bullet marks, and the bright marble floor had a hint of blood.
Walking on the stairs, the smell of blood became even stronger. Obvious blood stains could be seen in the corners and gaps of the stairs. The stone handrails on the side were completely damaged. Many columns were directly broken, and the rest were also
It was badly damaged and full of cracks.
The two people walked up the stairs with heavy steps. The two people with complicated emotions couldn't help but turn their heads and look at each other. In each other's eyes, they saw deep fear.
Withdrawing their gazes, the two of them stopped thinking about it. They went up to the second floor and opened the door of the conference room. They used to come here often for meetings to discuss matters, distribute interests, and resolve conflicts. But at that time, the owner of this place was still Flo.
Germany.
Thinking of this, the two of them couldn't help but feel sad.