Henry chartered a plane and rushed to Miami. Someone met him at the airport and the car drove directly into the airport. As soon as Henry and his friends got off the plane, someone came to meet him.

"Hello, is this Mr. Henry? I am Alan from the Lucese family. I received a call from Patriarch Andeno and am in charge of receiving and cooperating with you."

"Thank you." Henry shook hands with the other party.

Arriving at the gang station by car, Henry took out a stack of portraits and said, "This is the man. We have to find him."

"No problem. Let me gather 200 people who are familiar with the local situation to work with you. I'll figure out how to eavesdrop on you next." Allen said.

"Then divide us into 30 groups, and each group will take a portrait and search everywhere. Also, ask the partners to check if anyone in the portrait has seen this person before, and whether he has any accomplices or rat nests here." Henry said.

The so-called gang partners generally refer to external forces, including gangs of thieves, fraud gangs, jackals, car thieves, loan sharks and debt collectors. Although these people are not strong, they are unmatched in obtaining information.

"No problem," Allen replied.

Everyone started to act separately, and soon all the bars, nightclubs, hotels, and even intersections in Miami were filled with these people. Everyone in the Miami underworld knew that the Lucasse family was looking for a man named Leo.

Whatever this guy's fault was, people knew that this guy was in big trouble.

......

After hanging up the phone with Tracy, Victor called an old friend again. The man was named Charles, a shrewd Englishman. Charles was best at money laundering. In the past, when Victor got checks, he asked Charles to help him handle them several times.

"Charles, it's me, your old buddy Victor." Victor greeted his old friend in a relaxed tone.

There was silence on the other end of the phone for two seconds, and Charles said in a low voice: "Victor, I'm afraid you're in big trouble this time."

Victor was stunned.

"What do you mean Charles, what trouble have I gotten myself into?"

"It seems you don't know yet, but right now the whole of Miami is looking for a man named Leo. The Lucasse family is comparing his portrait everywhere and questioning all the partners. The news has spread throughout the entire underground world of Miami."

"I've also seen the portrait, and it's 90% similar to you. Victor, you're Leo, right? Who did you attack this time that caused such a big commotion?"

Victor was startled.

The Lucasse family is a big family in the American Mafia. He knew that Miami was the Lucasse family's territory.

Can,

Why are they looking for me?

I did it in Los Angeles.

He was just a liar, and he was really scared when he offended a mafia like the Lucese family. If he fell into their hands, he would probably suffer a fate worse than death.

Victor on the other end of the phone was silent for a long time before he said, "Looks like you did it."

"Charles, what's going on now?" Victor asked anxiously.

"Just one hour ago, the Lucas family suddenly sent a large number of people to bars, nightclubs, and hotels with portraits to look for a man named Leo, and then notified all partners of the news."

"I took one look at the portrait and I was sure it was you, but I didn't say what you did, Victor?"

Victor hesitated for a few seconds and said, "I made some money in Los Angeles, $100,000."

"Didn't you investigate the other party's background before you took action?" Charles asked.

"I looked into it. It was an auction company owned by an Asian woman, but I couldn't find any background information about her," Victor said.

Charles sighed softly, "The most troublesome thing is that you can't find out the background of a young woman who opened an auction company. The most likely possibility is that her background is not something you can find out at all. Judging from the current situation, I'm afraid the other party is really very powerful."

"Victor, do you want me to help you launder that money? I tell you it's impossible. I dare not take this business."

"I didn't report you because we have been working together for so many years. Victor, you should take care of yourself."

Charles hung up the phone.

Victor was in a very happy mood just now because he successfully made 100,000 US dollars from the transaction. The woman Tracy was waiting for him at home. As long as he exchanged money in Miami, he could go back and enjoy a wonderful family life.

But things suddenly changed.

He no longer had the good mood he had just had, and was left with only worry and uneasiness.

Who is the other party and why does he have such great power?

Will you find yourself?

The more Victor thought about it, the more worried he became. Charles said that the other party was already searching the hotel, so he had no place to lie down. He put on his clothes and quickly left the room.

I don't dare to stay in a hotel.

He was afraid of being discovered.

It is even more unsafe to wander the streets.

Where can we go this late at night?

Charles said that the entire Miami underworld is looking for him and he doesn't feel safe anywhere he goes now.

There was really no other way, so Victor came up with an idea. There were many family cars parked on the side of the road. Charles found a small piece of iron from his body, quickly opened the door of a car, got in, and lay down in the back seat to rest.

I couldn't sleep in a nice hotel, so I had to sleep in the car.

I must find a way to leave Miami tomorrow.

It's too dangerous here.

As for the check cashing, let’s talk about it after this incident has passed. Your life is more important.

That's it.

Victor spent the night hunkered down in the back seat of the car.

I woke up early the next day, carefully found a cosmetics store, bought some things, found a public restroom, cut some of my own hair, and made a simple fake beard.

Victor put on his hat and glasses again, and now he felt relieved, thinking that no one would recognize him.

Victor wandered the streets, feeling that everyone was out to find him. He became suspicious and took a taxi to the airport, ready to buy a ticket to leave Miami.

But when he arrived at the airport, he found several men in black suits at the entrance, staring at everyone entering the airport with serious eyes.

There was a guy wearing a hat, and those people directly lifted his hat off, which made him a little angry. The men in black glared at him, and he was so scared that he took the hat and left obediently.

Victor shuddered.

He knew that these people were most likely targeting him. Oh my God, why did he cause such a big fuss? Did he offend the President of the United States?

"2.5 dollars." The driver turned and said to Victor who was sitting in the back of the car.

Victor didn't dare to get out of the car. He rolled his eyes and said in surprise, "Oh my God, I forgot my luggage at the hotel. Driver, please take me back quickly. I need to get my luggage."

When the driver heard that there was another business opportunity, he happily stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Back in Miami, Victor found a place to get off and thought about how to go. Taking a plane was not an option as he was afraid there might be gangsters at the port. He didn't dare to take the risk as he knew that these gangsters were sometimes more powerful than the FBI.

Victor glanced around the street and spotted a 70% new Ford sedan. Ford cars are the cheapest models, costing only about two or three hundred dollars, and driving this kind of car is the least conspicuous.

He took out his key chain and poked it in the keyhole a few times. The car door opened with a click. Victor quickly got in the car, took out a little line from under the steering wheel, started the car, turned the steering wheel and drove onto the road.

Relying on the memory in his mind, Victor got on the interstate highway and drove towards Georgia. After leaving Miami, Victor finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A relaxed smile appeared on his face again.

"It's not that easy to catch me. I've been out there since I was 15 years old. This kind of situation is not a problem for me."

Although he said it lightly, he was still afraid of the other party's power. He planned to put the check aside after returning to Boston, and then find someone to cash it out after a year or two when the storm had died down.

He didn't believe that the so-called big shot would chase him for two years just for $100,000.

A few hours later, Victor drove to Atlanta. He didn't get enough rest yesterday, so he bought some clothes and a briefcase in the city, found a hotel, took a shower and had a good sleep, and boarded a plane back to Boston the next day.

......

Michael is still searching the city for Victor, unaware that he has escaped.

Henry received a report from his men and discovered something in a hotel. The front desk clerk said that a man who looked very similar to Leo's portrait checked into the hotel yesterday.

Henry brought people into the room and found it empty. There was no one there. The person disappeared but did not check out. It was probably the liar.

"Damn it! He got away."

Henry cursed angrily.

As he was about to leave the hotel with his friends to continue searching, he suddenly thought of something and asked the hotel manager, "Has anyone made any calls from this room?"

"Calls from guest rooms need to be transferred through the main control panel. If the guest has called, we should be able to find out." said the manager.

"Check it out quickly." Henry said.

It didn't take long for the result to come out. The hotel guest made two calls from his room, one to a local Miami number and the other to a Boston, Massachusetts number.

Henry sneered twice.

With a number, it is not difficult to find someone.

The local Miami gang soon brought over a man, an Englishman named Charles. When he saw Allen's stern face and Henry's cold eyes, he immediately trembled with fear.

In my heart, I couldn't help cursing Victor for causing trouble for myself.

"You should know why we are looking for you." Henry said coldly.

Charles said with a bitter face: "I know you are here because of Victor."

"Who is Victor?" Henry asked.

"That's the man you're looking for all over the world with your portrait," said Charles.

Allen immediately became a little angry, "Asshole, you knew we were looking for him yesterday, why didn't you tell us!"

Charles almost knelt down. "Boss Allen, I have to tell you the truth. I have done several transactions with that Victor. We are friends. I thought I could just keep it a secret, but I never thought you would come to my door."

"Tell me what you know about Victor," Henry asked.

"It was a few years ago. Victor found me by chance. He heard that I could help people with money laundering and financial affairs, so he took out a check for $10,000 and asked me to cash it. From then on, we became friends. He came to me seven or eight times."

"He called me yesterday afternoon and said he got some money. I saw the news that you arrested him, so I asked him if he might have offended a big shot this time. I didn't dare to take his check this time, and he hung up the phone."

Henry sneered twice, "If you dare to accept his check again this time, I will plant you in the Miami coral reef with my own hands."

Charles shuddered with fear, he knew these people would definitely do what they said.

Let Charles go, Henry thought for a moment, picked up the phone, and dialed the number in Boston. Not long after, a woman's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Hello, who's that?"

"Excuse me, is Mr. Victor home?"

"Ah, Victor is not here. He is out on business and has been away for several months. Who are you?" the woman asked.

"I'm his friend and I want to discuss business with him," Henry said.

"I'm afraid it will take a few days. Victor called yesterday and said it would take two days for him to come back."

"Okay, I understand."

After hanging up the phone, Henry thanked Allen and immediately took his men on a plane to Boston. This time, he couldn't fly away.

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