The atmosphere in the medium-sized hall was a bit heavy.

Luo Ang's half-open and half-closed gaze swept over the faces of the people around him one by one. The muscles on his face were tightly controlled by him, as stiff as a corpse, making it impossible to see the specific thoughts in his heart.

He knew that what he said next might very well determine whether he could leave this secret room alive, so Roang did not speak in a hurry, but showed an expression that said it was "a very important matter" and he had to think more about it.

Obviously, the six big bosses from various major forces present showed their patience at this moment without any urging. It seemed that no matter how long Luo Ang thought about it, they could wait.

Roang first glanced at the white man sitting opposite him. He was the oldest among all the people present, so he held a crutch in his hand. Oh, by the way, according to the upper class, he should call that thing a stick of civilization.

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I laughed silently in my heart. A street member with unknown amounts of blood on his hands actually started to imitate the aristocratic men in movies and TV shows and pretend to be a 'civilized man'. It's really ridiculous...

Maybe it was a talent. He was obviously on a cliff and would die miserably on the spot if he was not careful. However, the fear that originally filled Luo Ang's brain dissipated, and he even dared to make fun of the white man in his heart.

"Am I born to pursue excitement?" Luo Ang didn't pay much attention to these questions. After seeing the civilized staff in the white man's hand, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in his mind.

Zhou Taixiang once said that the Cermac Gang has become more and more conservative in recent years, and the bald Korean guy even ridiculed the leader of the Cermac Gang, Elieto, who was too old to walk.

Coupled with the age of the white man in front of him, Luo Ang suddenly understood that what the Cermak Gang wanted most was stability!

Even if they live on the streets, the more they break away from an irregular and disorderly environment, the more they hope for stability and to be under order!

Because they know best that once chaos is allowed to spread, it will only bring blood to themselves in the end.

Since Elietto survived the shadow of the shadow mayor, Al Capone, he must not want his current status to be destroyed by a damn reckless man.

In this way, the purpose of the Cermak Gang is very clear. It is to try its best to reduce the impact of this conflict, and it is best not to add fire to the already chaotic streets of Chicago.

"Then I should..." Roang's stiff face moved, and he said in an indifferent tone: "Frank's expansion of power is inevitable, and that loser Kelsen has pushed BD to the edge of division, so prepare to start a war!"

His slightly lowered head suddenly raised up, as if a fire was burning in his chest, and he shouted in a tone that was mixed with iron and blood, as if he was prophesying or declaring.

"This city needs to burn!"

"It has been silent for too many years. Since Al Capone died, this city has maintained a damn calmness, making many people forget that this is Chicago!"

"That city of sin!"

"The city that grew up from being infected by blood!"

"Stocks, futures, finance, these things are just layers of glamorous clothes. This city should be ignited with blood and fire, so that the 'big shots' who sit in the office and tell us what to do understand what they are doing."

It’s over!”

At the end of his speech, Luo Ang stood up suddenly, opened his hands and hugged the front, as if he was still immersed in tomorrow's fight.

The six people on the side, after hearing his war-like declaration, all lost their composure and composure.

The old white man pressed the upper hand of the civilized stick, his knuckles were already white, his chest was rising and falling, and his mouth was trembling and speechless. He had never thought that this seemingly young boy would dare to say such a thing.

kind of speech.

"You...you, do you know what you are talking about?" He put a hand on his chest to let back his heart that was beating out of his chest. While gritting his teeth, he roared as if he was about to swallow Luo Ang alive: "Now is not what it used to be.

As long as the police department is willing to sacrifice, the entire Southern District will be wiped out!"

Luo Ang smiled disdainfully: "The Chicago Police Department has this ability, but does the person sitting in the position of director have the guts? Does he dare to issue this order?"

"If the respected director, who spends his days hanging out in cocktail parties and salons, had this determination, what kind of bullshit alliance would we be sitting here having?"

Luo Ang opened up a side that many people pretended not to know, and said in a sarcastic and mocking tone: "That lovely, gluttonous director is preparing to run for parliament. How dare he issue a recommendation?"

An order from Pingnan District?”

The old white man leaned slumped on the sofa. He knew that this boy was right. If the commissioner of the Chicago Police Department had not been unable to bear the consequences, the South Side would not have been controlled by a few major forces.

But he also understood that if he went back and told the boss Erieto that today's alliance turned out to be a big fight, that seemingly old villain would never let him see the sun tomorrow!

Only the old white man who had followed Elieto for nearly ten years and witnessed so many fights could understand how cruel Elieto, a guy who has been no longer feared by others in recent years, was.

A man who has been able to control traditional gangs for fifteen years, and in a city like Chicago where betrayals and shootings are as punctual as the daily news, Errietto, a street boss and underworld roly-poly, is by no means an easy person!

The old man who knew this clearly knew that he could not let the boy in front of him regress at this moment. He also came from such a vigorous age, and he understood the psychological thoughts of these people best.

Anyway, you only have one life to die, and what you do is to live and die tomorrow. Of course, you don't care about the so-called elders.

They will only understand the terror of street gangsters when a gun is pointed at their head.

Therefore, the old white man was not looking at Luo Ang, but said to Li Yucheng on the right: "Li, you should know that you must not make a big deal out of things at this time..."

Li Yucheng from the Second and Third Association was also stunned by Luo Ang's boldness at first. Now he realized and nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I oppose this behavior on behalf of the Second and Third Association. We should find ways to eliminate the impact."

, instead of causing bigger trouble!"

After hearing his words, Luo Ang snorted seemingly dissatisfied, turned around and sat down, but his back was covered with white hairs of sweat.

Of course he knew that he must not make a big deal out of it. The streets of Chicago's South Side were already in chaos. If the forces present were to suffer the consequences, the news headlines the next day would probably be: Chicago has become a war zone!

This is not Luo Ang's imagination. The forces represented behind the six people present can mobilize nearly a thousand people together. This does not include BD, who has the largest number of people. Chicago is a city of crime and a city of gangsters, with more than 100,000 people on the streets.

member.

If these people really get into trouble, with the manpower of the Chicago Police Department, they can at most protect the safety of the wealthy areas, and other places can only wait until the fighting is over before cleaning up.

Since Roang doesn’t want chaos in Chicago, why did he say that just now?

What he was doing was a reverse psychology. Since the Cermak Gang wanted stability, he would first act chaotic, so that the old white man would not dare to wait and see any longer and end in a hurry.
Chapter completed!