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Chapter 68 A Little Business
The paper sliding window behind Vladimir opened silently. In the comfortably furnished room, Lin Qi put his arms around Sisina's shoulders and sat cross-legged on the tatami, smiling with a weird smile that made him want to punch him in the face. little wine.

Yan Yan originally didn't intend to show up, it was just a trivial matter, Anthony or Sisina could handle it completely, but Anatoly's imaginative bright silver metal arm behind Vladimir made Yan Yan instantly change idea.

There are only a handful of people who can make this kind of metal arm in the Marvel world, and Anatoly's silver arm is not the exaggerated design style of Iron Man, and it is associated with his Russian identity!
There was a quiet smile on the corner of his mouth. Vladimir, a kind man, seemed to have brought him another unexpected surprise.

"Yan!? Why are you here?" Vladimir yelled in astonishment. He was dumbfounded when he saw Yan Yan. His mouth could be stuffed into an American football.

"I advise you to put the gun on the ground first! Otherwise! I'm not sure what will happen!" Although Yan Yan had a smile on his face, there was an undisguised coldness in his eyes.

After Yan Yan and Sisina appeared, the Hand Ninjas who surrounded the guards like terracotta statues bowed respectfully, and the cold and silent eyes behind the thin gauze net looked even more unkindly at Vladimir, the brave and supreme true god With a gun in front of him, as long as Anatoni dares to make the slightest movement, countless samurai swords will cut him into minced meat in an instant.

"Yan? My God! You are the leader of the Hand! Damn!! Of course! Why would I point a gun at you! Amway, put the gun down!" Rubbing his hands vigorously, Vladimir deliberately did not dare Glancing at the hot Sicinado, he grinned brightly and motioned for Anatoly to put down his weapon.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the silent red-clothed ninjas around him. Vladimir wiped off his cold sweat and heaved a long sigh of relief in his heart. Yan's character, although treacherous and greedy for money, he will not drive the guests out when there are enough benefits.

Anthony stepped forward quickly and kicked Anatoly's gun aside. With a bad expression, he searched Anatoly's body carefully with neat hands, and even touched his crotch carefully. Yan Yan asked him to take responsibility. The security defense of Ye Paris, the first time a "guest" came to the door, people came in with weapons. Thinking of the Haikou he swore to Yan Yan, the ashamed Anthony wanted to tear Anatole to pieces Flush down the toilet.

"Jimmy, I think you must have brought a very attractive topic when you came here! Well! And this topic must be related to a lot of golden gold! I don't think you will let me down!" Yan Yan called He let out a satisfied belch, and said with a smile.

"Of course! You will be very interested! We are friends, comrades-in-arms, aren't we? Well! I've been looking for you since the last time, and you still own 10% of my nightclub! God can testify, I thought You were killed by Jin Bing! I am only avenging you! My brother!" Vladimir naturally sat cross-legged across from Yan Yan, exchanging intimate greetings, and when he mentioned Yan Yan's murder, his expression was even more sorrowful , Yan Yan secretly admired his pretentious appearance.

"Of course I won't forget the banknotes that belong to me, but I'm not interested in meddling with your voice. 10% of the shares will be converted into cash!" Yan Yan comfortably enjoyed Sisina's bewitching fragrance beside him. Thin samurai uniform boobs rippling, with this injection of funds, Sisina can start her expansion plan, and prepare to train newcomers.

Slightly twitching in his heart, Yan Yan secretly sighed that it is not easy to be in charge of the family. He used to know that one person can feed the whole family without hunger. After mastering the Hand, including Erica and Anthony, the Hand 610 has five mouths to feed, As an organization similar to a mercenary group, although the Hand Association has been passed down for generations, it has almost no industry of its own. All economic support is provided by the forces they are attached to. Now, this burden naturally falls on Yan Yan body.

"Of course! I'll send someone to bring the money over tomorrow! Cash, and it's all old banknotes!!" Hearing that Yan Yan would not interfere with his business, and that he didn't want ancient gold coins this time, Vladimir's expression suddenly changed. There was an incomparably brilliant luster, and he clapped his hands and smiled heartily.

After all, the number of ancient gold coins on the market is limited. After Yan Yan made several big deals one after another, the ancient gold coins in the major auction houses in New York have already been sold at a sky-high price of 5000 US dollars.

"Hurry up and get to the point! Jimmy! The time at night is very precious!" Yan Yan didn't want to waste time on this topic, and hooked Sisina's tender chin, Yan Yan squinted his eyes and said with a chuckle, " But! If your proposal is not of interest to me! Hey! No one dares to threaten the Hand, even if we are friends! I will definitely kill you!"

Yan Yan's expression when he said this was full of smiles, as gentle as if he was whispering to his lover, this casual look made Vladimir shudder for a moment.

"The Hand has a strong combat power! And I am the most promising boss in New York, so I want to reach some mutually beneficial cooperation, you help me become the biggest boss in New York! And I can give you 10% every year...ah! No! It's 15% profit!"

Speaking quickly in Russian accent English, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Yan Yan's bored expression. Vladimir hurriedly changed his words, his distressed heart twitched. He only brought Anatoly with him. With heroism and strong financial resources, he won the support of the Hand after Jin Bin's death, and thus became the overlord of the New York underworld in one fell swoop.

Yan Yan was silent, just watching him quietly waiting for the next sentence, being stared at by his smiling eyes, Vladimir only felt uncomfortable all over his body, his fat buttocks were twisting back and forth on the tatami.

"Yan! This is a big business! If I become the biggest boss in New York, I guarantee that the annual capital flow will reach at least one billion dollars." Vladimir said slightly hurriedly.

Blinking his eyes, Yan Yan suddenly appeared here, which was beyond his expectation.

After seeing Yan Yan, Vladimir even gave up the idea of ​​retaliating by force. Just imagine how terrifying the lethality it would be when the mysterious Hand would appear and whereabouts were strange, coupled with the endless small props in Yan's hands. Here, the last fluke in Vladimir's heart disappeared without a trace.

"One billion dollars!! That's 5000 million dollars per year! Hehe!" Yan Yan curled his lips mockingly, and asked casually in a disapproving posture, "Jimmy! What kind of business do you want to do? Hehe! Do you print dollars directly? ?”

One billion dollars, this house can't fit it!
Of course, Yan Yan did not doubt the authenticity of Vladimir's words, but Vladimir alone did not have this ability, so there must be someone behind him, and it was this person who provided him with assistance. The metal arm that caught Yan Yan's imagination was very likely to be written by this person.

Yan Yan's smiling eyes glanced over Vladimir's slightly erratic face, and said in a low voice, "Tell me the real reason! Otherwise, I think our conversation today can come to an end here!"

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became incomparably dignified, and the cold murderous aura around him rose more and more. Vladimir fully believed that as long as Yan Yan waved his hand, the group of lunatics who only knew how to kill would hack to death without hesitation. Own.

"Okay! I confess, I don't want to affect our cooperation because of this matter." Wiping the sweat off his head, Vladimir pondered for a moment, and then said in a deep voice, "Okay!! In my There is a big boss in my hometown! Well! He has strong connections in the military, and you know that the Soviet Union made countless weapons that are still rusting there! So they approached me and wanted me to help him do some business! That's all I can tell you!!"

Yan Yan raised his brows in surprise, waved his hands, and the ninjas around him retreated silently, grinning and saying, "Arms business? Haha! That's really big business! My Russian brother, let me have a good drink and chat Let's talk about cooperation!"

Seeing Vladimir's embarrassed face, the other party probably has no strong military relationship, but an old guy with real power in the Russian military who wants to make some money before he retires soon. The pen lasts forever.

Yan Yan was naturally very interested in the profit sharing given by Vladimir, but what interested him even more was the handsome metal arm of Anatoly, the person behind Vladimir.

The two looked at each other and smiled, hooking shoulders and backs, and instantly became intimate like a pair of brothers. In about a minute, some exquisite wine and dishes were served, and the two of them pushed and exchanged glasses, and their smiles were even more enthusiastic.

"Yan! We are brothers, aren't we?" After drinking for three rounds, the smile on Vladimir's face became brighter, and he put his thick arm around Yan Yan's shoulder and said softly.

Yan Yan squinted his eyes and smiled, nodded in a loud and unpredictable voice, "Of course! Of course we are brothers! So of course we have to make money together!"

"Haha! Of course! Of course!!" Vladimir glanced cautiously at the darkness around the house from the corner of his eye, and whispered, "Of course we have money together, but I also have a small request."

"Of course! We are brothers!" Yan Yan looked at him with a smile, and said in a big way, "Since we are brothers, of course we should help each other! As long as it doesn't harm the interests of me and the Hand, I will take care of it for you of!"

(End of this chapter)