typeface
large
in
Small
Turn off the lights
Previous bookshelf directory Bookmark Next

Chapter 205 Telephone

PS: Starting today, there will be four updates for ten consecutive days. Please vote for me!

※※※※

Most of the photos Li Mochen took out from the folder were of buildings taken from a distance, and some were of people taken at medium and close ranges.

"The intelligence provided by the Nessun Movement Group is very detailed and provides many valuable targets. Among them is the Lehbod Chemical Plant, which they determined to be the place where the Blood Hand processes drugs. It is expected that they have accumulated a lot of raw materials here.

However, this place is heavily guarded, with at least 30 magic professionals working here; and then there is the Fike River Bend Pier, which they use to smuggle people, drugs, weapons, etc., as well as the four boats parked here.

Owned by the Antonio River Navigation Company and a valuable target; 3 Anfac Street

Building 4, there is an unstable space gap. Through here, they smuggle monster materials from hunting groups such as Ghost Wars Song to the light world, and collect commissions from them. Bramore Warehouse, the intelligence department of the Nessen Animal Group

Think this is another vault of Antonio. This is Abdul Muhammad, a Middle Easterner, the general manager of Craig Community Bank, and Antonio's financial steward; Cajelen, a senior cadre of the Blood Hand Party, is responsible for

In terms of intelligence, he is Antonio’s right-hand man——"

"BOSS, the Blood Hand Party has many targets worth attacking, and they are all valuable."

Sampson Brut interrupted Li Mochen: "Before that, I want to know what effect you want to achieve in your next actions? What purpose do you have?"

Li Mochen couldn't help but show appreciation in his eyes: "Sampson, do you know why I am hostile to Antonio?"

"Know!"

Sampson nodded: "Hazel Wildenstein, Boss, the cousin you are planning to adopt. Antonio won't let her go, right? This girl should be very important to the Dragon Witch Cult. Boss, you want to force them to let her go."

I'm afraid it will be very difficult, and Antonio probably won't be able to make the decision."

"Naisen Sports Group is sure that Hazel is still in this city. They speculate that Hazel cannot leave Atlanta for the time being. It is likely that she needs to take advantage of a special environment in this city, or a location with special significance.

There are many rituals in occultism, which must be completed in a specific place, a specific environment, and a specific time. However, the intelligence personnel of the Naison Movement Group also predict that we do not have much time, and they are likely to complete everything within ten to twenty days.

."

Li Mochen's voice was calm, but full of murderous intent: "So my purpose is very simple, find out the location of Hazel within ten days, and then save people."

Sampson frowned: "I noticed that in the intelligence provided by Naison Sports Group, there are at least eight suspicious locations. Including two hospitals, Fike River Bend Pier, etc. With our power, we can

We may launch a strong attack when the time comes, but the results may not be satisfactory.”

"So my current plan is to try my best to attack Antonio's vitality and weaken his financial resources within these ten days."

Li Mochen clicked on these photos: "And these targets provided by the Naisen Group are his vital points."

Sampson had already understood Li Mochen's intention, and then drew inferences from one example: "In other words, kill and injure their personnel as much as possible. As for whether these targets are destroyed, you don't have to worry about it. We can even attack the enemy and save them. Use this method to ambush them."

The rescue team?"

"That's the plan!"

The smile on Li Mochen's face became even thicker: "Then we have to try to separate Antonio from the Blood Hand Party."

This can be done, he has learned. The Blood Hand is indeed a branch of the Mafia, but after Antonio, a follower of the Dragon Witch Cult, became the leader, they got closer to the Dragon Witch Cult.

"This is a good idea. There will definitely be no shortage of careerists within the Blood Hand Party."

Sampson also admired Li Mochen. Although the latter was young, he was smart enough to compete with a hero like Antonio.

"But what are you going to do, BOSS? Focus on attacking Antonio's power and make them resentful?"

"This is one of the methods, but I think it is too slow."

Li Mochen nodded: "There is another way to apply continuous pressure 24 hours a day. I will have people harass all the Blood Hand's business premises non-stop. For example, throwing a grenade into their window,

Or shooting at the door of a nightclub, etc. This matter does not need to be carried out by combat troops. I will hire mercenaries and even killers through various channels to complete it. Sampson, the reason why I told you this plan

, I hope your troops can cooperate a little during this period."

He also had an idea that he did not mention. If the situation warranted it, after the manpower around Antonio continued to be weakened, he might personally take action and take Antonio's life.

"I see."

There was some doubt in Sampson Brut's eyes: "But I don't think this will be of much use. If I were them, I would definitely make good use of the power of the police. I think the police department would not do it either."

I hope there will be continuous vicious incidents in their jurisdiction."

He even thought that if Li Mochen did this, he would offend everyone in the Eastern District Police Department from top to bottom, which would be a loss more than the gain.

"You forgot, Sampson."

Li Mochen laughed: "The Blood Hand is engaged in illegal business. The police can indeed help them guard the stores, nightclubs, bars, etc., but what about their business? What if they have the guts to engage in smuggling and drug trafficking under the eyes of the police?

I have nothing to say about these businesses. And there is no need to worry too much about the police department——"

As Li Mochen spoke, he took out two cut newspapers and periodicals from the folder.

Sampson looked at it and found that one of them was the headline of today's Atlanta Weekly Post, and the enlarged fonts made his pupils shrink slightly.

——Some sources said that Cressy Jacks may have been involved in the municipal library project bidding fraud.

"Cressi Jacks? City Council Speaker of the City of Atlanta?"

"At the same time, he is also an important member of the Dragon Witch Cult and the biggest supporter of the Blood Hand Party in the government."

Li Mochen tapped the photo of Cressy Jacks with his finger: "Karl put it on page 1 of the folder."

Of course he knew Karl's intention of doing this. This was undoubtedly the handiwork of Dwight Payton. This man's attack was decisive, quick, and sharp.

Karl wanted to tell him that Dwight Payton and Naison Sports Group were sparing no effort to support him and did not sit idly by. This also showed the power of Dwight Payton in Atlanta.

"It seems you have a powerful ally,"

Sampson looked at another clipping, which was also from the Atlanta Weekly Post, but was much smaller than the headline and seemed less important.

Senator Claire Attends Oak Street Community Charity Auction——

This has nothing to do with the Blood Hand or the Naison Group, but Sampson saw the figure of Dwight Payton in the photo shown in the report. This man was clinking glasses with someone in the corner and chatting happily with each other.

Sampson instinctively thought that this matter was probably not simple. Otherwise, Karl would not have put this newspaper clipping in the folder.

He recalled the information about this person in his mind, and soon his mind moved slightly. That was Bernie Jenks, a senior member of the city council, who was in charge of the Atlanta City Budget Committee, and who was also responsible for Cressey Jack.

Sri Lanka's biggest rival within the party.

At this time, the phone suddenly rang in the living room. Li Mochen walked over with a premonition, picked up the phone on the coffee table, and then heard Antonio's voice.

"Boy, my Craig Community Bank, you did it, right?"


This chapter has been completed!
Previous Bookshelf directory Bookmark Next