Chapter 356 Are You Seducing Me? Jewish Beauty
Accent? Fang Zuo frowned: "Did I watch the wrong American TV series and learn a dialect?"
He stopped dwelling on it and looked down at Andy Gambino, whose head was covered in blood after he hit him.
This guy's head was pretty hard, and he only suffered some facial injuries after hitting the floor.
"Where did you come from! You are finished! You have offended our Gambino family. Don't think you can survive just because you are a psychic." Andy Gambino spat out a mouthful of blood and grinned.
"Stop talking nonsense. I don't have patience. Just answer me directly: Can I do it?" Fang Zuo said.
"Haha, do you think the Gambino family are all cowards?" Andy Gambino shouted loudly: "Who do you think you are? Come on, kill me!"
"Let me do it. I know some criminal law techniques." Chiba Iori stepped forward.
Fang waved his left hand.
Andy Gambino's body slammed into the wall.
With a thump.
After leaving a human-shaped blood mark on the wall, his body fell down in a bloody mess.
Leaving a trail of blood.
"Don't bother with that. Let's go directly to Los Angeles." Fang Zuo said, "I don't have the patience to coax them slowly. Aren't there still a bunch of guys in Los Angeles? We have to take a plane there anyway."
"But you have done such a ruthless thing. I'm afraid the Gambino family won't agree so easily." Chiba Iori said with a frown.
"Then come one by one. I don't believe that everyone is so tough." Fang Zuo said lightly.
Chiba Iori nodded and looked at the mess in the tavern.
The mood is very complicated.
A San Diego gang stronghold was destroyed in an instant.
If nothing unexpected happens, the police who are in collusion with the Gambino family will arrive here soon.
At the same time, gangs across America will know the news.
The Gambino mafia, which originated from the Italian Mafia, has been rooted in North America for so long that it has become closely tied to all major forces.
I'm afraid I haven't suffered such a big loss in many years! I don't know whether to say that this man who is my best friend is bold and reckless, or that he is really fearless!
'vomit'!!
Li Zhenxin was vomiting and almost fainted.
He shrank his face and dared not look at the blood on the ground.
The fresh blood and white brains seemed to still be steaming in the early spring.
He killed so many people in a flash and acted like nothing happened.
She finally understood what Jin Meiting said.
This man cannot be understood with ordinary thinking.
Maybe this man is exactly the man I need!
Chiba Iori snapped his fingers lightly.
All the lights in the pub kept flashing.
All the electrical appliances shook.
There was a noisy electrical sound coming from the speakers playing old country songs.
Then.
Bang bang bang bang!
A series of voices rang out.
All cameras emitted a burst of black smoke instantly.
"You can go now." Chiba Iori said.
Fang Zuo nodded, walked to the door first, and stopped.
Looked back.
"What's wrong?" Chiba Iori then walked out and asked Fang Zuo in surprise, looking at him.
"lead the way."
“.”
"I thought you were omnipotent!"
Chiba Iori covered her mouth with her hands and smiled, then took Fang Zuo's arm and walked back the way they came.
Following behind was a pale-faced Li Zhenxin.
He staggered and dragged his steps.
From time to time, there were bouts of dry heaving.
The three of them came to the old convertible Chevrolet.
Silence.
The car that looked like a good looking car at first has now been stripped down to just a frame.
The car body was cushioned by four layers of bricks stacked high.
From the four wheels to everything in the engine compartment, nothing that could be disassembled was left out.
Even the steering wheel, center console and seats inside the car were completely dismantled.
This San Diego is like a black ant nest.
Not long after.
The three of them drove an old Toyota and continued on to Los Angeles.
Just left.
With the sirens blaring throughout the city.
The pub was soon surrounded by police.
The cordon was drawn.
The bloody scenes inside made these police officers, who were used to shooting, vomit continuously.
"Damn it, someone can tell me what the hell is going on?" Sheriff Gad Duke roared as he watched all this.
'Pooh'
Just as he finished speaking, he couldn't help but bent over and spit.
This bloody incident occurred shortly after the Gambino family took over San Diego.
Who did this?
Is it the Bonanno family coming back for revenge? Impossible.
If they had this ability, they wouldn't be on the verge of being destroyed by the Gambino family now.
The Bonanno family even lost Los Angeles, where they occupied a large amount of territory.
Then of the five major North American gangs, I'm afraid there will soon be only four left.
Now that such a huge tragedy has happened here, I, as the sheriff, will have to walk in fear from now on.
"Sir, I just checked and found that the chips of all the cameras are burned, and the hard drives storing the data are also destroyed by the electric current." A police officer came out and reported.
"Sir, it seems that everyone was crushed to death by an external force. All internal organs have been crushed, including the brain." The forensic doctor came out, leaning against the wall with a pale face:
"I've been a forensic doctor for 13 years, and I've never seen such a cruel scene. From now on, I won't put ketchup on my French fries."
"I asked those guys to get some funds to connect the cameras to the Internet a long time ago, but that damn city councilman just wouldn't agree to approve the funding." Gad Duke said angrily.
He took a deep breath.
He couldn't hide such a big thing, nor could he take responsibility for it.
Judging from the situation, it was most likely done by a psychic.
I must report to my superiors immediately.
He strode aside and began to make a call.
Los Angeles, 200 kilometers away.
The second largest city in the United States.
The first city on the West Coast.
It has also become a battleground for all forces.
This is a golden landmark, this is the City of Angels! This is also one of the most gorgeous arenas in North America!
Whether it is politicians, businessmen, or gangsters, both white and black are addicted here!
Every inch of land here is soaked in the smoke of battle.
Angels and demons coexist.
Beverly Hills.
Located in the west of Los Angeles, it is surrounded by West Hollywood and Century City.
It is known as the most prestigious residential area in the world.
The best security in the world.
Even the postal code 90210 has been made into a TV series and movie, becoming a symbol of global wealth.
today.
A banquet was held in the largest manor here.
Although the banquet hall is not as good as the Federal Reserve and Japanese chaebols, it can still be considered gorgeous and luxurious.
On the long banquet table.
Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass and Los Angeles Police Chief Michelle Moore.
These two powerful figures in Los Angeles always take the main seat at all banquets.
But now.
But he could only sit in the corner of the banquet table.
Even so, their faces were filled with satisfaction and pride.
Sitting in front of them was Gavin Newsom, the current governor of California and a candidate for the next president of the United States.
But he still didn't sit in the main seat.
Above and to the left are Senate leader Mitch McConnell and John Gambino, head of the Gambino family.
On the right are White House Chief of Staff Susan Wiles and Chief Justice of the United States John Roberts.
Sitting among these people was a young and beautiful woman.
Obvious Eastern European bloodline.
The delicate facial features have Asian characteristics.
She had her hair tied up, held a cup, and wore a gold ring around her neck that only Jewish priests could wear.
Raise your glass with a smile.
Everyone hurriedly raised their glasses and drank together.
"How long will Miss Michaela Abraham Cohen stay in North America this time?" Chief Justice John Roberts asked with a little humility.
As a Jew, I feel honored just to pronounce this name.
Michaela is the female archangel representing the Kingdom of God.
In Jewish Hebrew, it also means God's spokesman.
Abraham represents the bloodline of the descendants of the prophet Abraham, the ancestor of the Jews.
This is the most noble bloodline of the Jews.
Cohen represents the Jewish priest class, and only Jews with this religious name are qualified to preside over religious ceremonies in the temple.
"Just call me Michaela Cohen." Michaela Cohen said with a smile: "I am here to attend the Federal Reserve's annual meeting. Let's wait and see after it's over."
"Maybe I'll play in North America for a while and then come back. Who knows."
Michaela Cohen swirled the champagne in her glass and took a sip.
"If Miss Michaela doesn't mind, you can come to our Gambino family to play. We have large farms in the West." John Gambino raised his glass and said in a deep voice.
Several people at the banquet frowned.
This damned brute actually called Miss Michaela Cohen by her first name.
As expected, gangsters are gangsters and they only do rough things.
Michaela Cohen didn't say anything, but slowly put down her glass.
This attitude made everyone laugh, except the one who was in charge of the Gambino family.
"President Trump has asked Miss Michaela Cohen to come to Washington. He wants to invite you to a banquet, and it's a family dinner." White House Chief of Staff Susan Wiles said softly, "His whole family will be there. You are welcome."
"Please tell President Trump that it is my honor and I will definitely come to disturb you." Michaela Cohen nodded.
White House Chief of Staff Susan Wiles breathed a sigh of relief.
As Trump's newly appointed chief of staff, she is under tremendous pressure.
This is my first time sitting in such an honorable occasion.
Now that the task has been completed, I can finally put the worry down.
Just at this moment.
Suddenly, Los Angeles Police Chief Michel Moore's cell phone vibrated slightly in his arms.
He took it out and quietly walked outside to answer the call.
The events coming from the microphone made his face look ugly instantly.
After hanging up the phone.
He quickly returned to the banquet and whispered a few words in the ear of Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass.
At this time John Gambino also saw the message on the phone.
His face turned pale instantly and he walked out silently without saying a word.
"I'm sorry, we have some urgent matters to attend to, Ms. Michaela Cohen, please excuse us for leaving first." Los Angeles Mayor Karen Bass stood up and said apologetically.
"Go ahead, Mayor Karen Bass. May the Lord always shine on your path!" Miss Michaela Cohen nodded. "May the Lord bless you and protect you! May He shine His face upon you and show you His grace! May He look down upon you and grant you peace!"
"Thank God Almighty!" Karen Bass lowered her head humbly.
After the banquet.
Michaela Cohen arrived at the manor's luxurious bedroom.
Take off the dress and the gold ring around your neck.
A nude bra covers the fullness of the C cup.
"Master, we have found out." A maid came in and knelt on the ground and said, "The reason they left is that the Gambino family's territory in San Diego was destroyed."
"In the base, a total of 41 people, including 5 senior managers, all died."
"Andy Gambino, the [Ripper] who had been chosen to be the person in charge in Los Angeles, also died among them."
"Everyone was crushed to death by an invisible pressure, and Andy Gambino died from hitting the wall."
"No bullet holes or shell casings have been found at the scene so far."
"All cameras were damaged and no useful clues were found for the time being."
"No wonder John Gambino's face turned black. He is such a rude guy. However, only if a guy like him controls the Gambino family, they will be so powerful in recent years." Michaela Cohen said as she took off her nude bra and thong, revealing her white body, and walked into the huge jacuzzi.
The surging massage waves pushed her soft, plump, and white body forcefully.
"Please contact the Gambino family for me and tell them that I will visit them when I am free." Michaela Cohen said with her beautiful eyes closed comfortably, "I don't know where this brave guy came from. If possible, I would like to meet him."
"Please pay attention to the progress of this case and mobilize our forces to investigate. I want to know which force is responsible."
She said that she was enjoying every inch of her body as if it was being massaged by a big hand.
"Yes, master!" the maid replied.
"What's wrong? What are you thinking about? You look surprised." Michaela Cohen closed her beautiful eyes, but she seemed to be able to see the maid's face clearly.
"I was wondering, does such a mafia family also need the master to entertain?" The maid said quickly, lowering her head.
"Don't underestimate the weight of the underworld's secular power." Michaela Cohen said softly: "These also have a great proportion in the Kingdom of God."
"The Gambino family has already swallowed up one of the five major mafia families, and the other one is almost there. If nothing unexpected happens, there will only be three mafia families and the Mexican drug cartel left in North America."
"Among the remaining gangs, only the Gambino family has the biggest appetite. I think the other scattered Asian Hongmen and Qinglong Gang will be swallowed up by them one after another."
"Over the years, they have also successfully taken root in South America. Although they are not as good as local gangs and are blocked by the Japanese Yamaguchi-gumi, I am very optimistic about them."
"Who knows what the future will be like? Once the Gambino family becomes the world's largest gang, the night of this planet will be dominated by them."
"But these guys are not devout Jewish believers," the maid said hesitantly.
"There are still several Jewish families in the Gambino family. Such a large family is not a monolithic entity. Look at President Trump's daughter. Isn't she one of ours?"
“There’s always a chance.”
"Wealth, power and fame are the glory of my Lord"
“No one can resist this kind of glory.”
“No one”
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Inside the Tokyo Exorcist Police Department.
Kana Morisawa looked at the silent Irene Hayes and her face gradually turned cold.
"What? You keep saying that you will win my case. I even put my life in your hands, but you won't even give me a promise. How can you expect me to believe you?"
"You can leave now, what North American lawyer?" Kana Morisawa sneered, "After you leave, you two are not allowed to appear in front of me, otherwise you can go and ask about the methods of the Yamaguchi-gumi."
When Selena Xingli heard this, she couldn't wait to speak and beg.
But the little hand beside her held her tightly.
"Madam!" Erin Hayes blushed and knelt down and said, "Selena Xingli told me that the Madam's initial request was for her to accompany a man. If I lose, I will go with her."
After saying that, she gritted her teeth and waited for Kana Morisawa's answer.
Kana Morisawa's mouth corners slowly lifted as she looked at the plump and beautiful woman in front of her.
Her plump and soft white flesh, tightly wrapped in white yoga pants, showed traces of lust.
Look at her plump droop and round curves.
Kana Morisawa nodded with satisfaction.
"You said that your academic qualification is a Doctor of Law degree from Stanford, right?" A blush appeared on Kana Morisawa's face.
"Ah? Yes!" Irene Hayes felt a little strange about the repeated questions and could only answer again.
"What about your educational background?" Kana Morisawa asked Selina Anri.
"I'm from Stanford Business School, too." Selena Anli replied quickly.
"Very good. Very good." Kana Morisawa's eyes showed a strange light, she stood up and slowly walked over.
Then squat down.
Under Irene Hayes's bewildered and puzzled gaze, he reached out and pressed the snow-white flesh that was folded over the place where her buttocks and thighs met.
Amazing elasticity.
"Come on, my life and death will depend on you guys!" She stood up with satisfaction: "I hope you can succeed. Don't let me down."
Irene Hayes and Selina Xingli looked at each other.
Full of joy.
The two men came out of the security office.
At the same time, he breathed a sigh of relief.
As women, the pressure from the Yamaguchi-gumi's female gang leader was too great! They hardly dared to breathe loudly inside.
"Selena, have you noticed one thing? The way that lady looks at us seems a little strange." After Irene Hayes came out, she remembered that the place where the lady had just pressed seemed to still be hot.
A blush passed across her face.
The fat that was pressed back pressed against the inside of the thigh. "Ah? Really? They are staring at me here!" Selina Xingli patted her chest and said, "I've gotten used to this since I was a child... People are staring at me wherever I go!"
"Maybe I'm overthinking it," Irene Hayes nodded.
"Let's go, I have an appointment with Furukawa Miu, let's not be late." Selena Anri was very happy after resolving her worries, and said with a smile.
"We're late?" Erin Hayes sneered, "It's good that the girl came. I bet she will be late for a long time."
"Oh, okay, don't be angry. After we finish dinner, I'll take you to go shopping in Ginza." Selena Xingli comforted.
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San Diego and Los Angeles are 200 kilometers apart.
But the red tail lights on the highway leading into the city are endless.
Walk and stop.
It was already evening when we arrived.
The neon lights of Los Angeles are not too bright.
This is far inferior to Tokyo, which has good public security.
Along the way.
There are billboards in Korean, English and Chinese stacked up one after another.
From time to time, searchlights from police helicopters swept across the sky.
Chiba Iori parked the Toyota car casually.
The three stood on an empty street in the financial district.
"Let's find a place to sleep for the night, and then look for the Gambino family during the day." Chiba Iori said, "Night is when the gangsters are active and having fun. They are all scattered in Los Angeles, so it's hard to find their contacts."
"Don't they have a stronghold?" Fang Zuo said with a frown.
The sooner you get the identity, the sooner you can recover your cultivation.
Now is the most important thing.
"Yes, but now it has been annexed by the Gambino family." Chiba Iori sighed: "I will report to the Los Angeles branch of the National Security Agency to handle some lost documents and gather intelligence by the way."
"You can stay at our group's hotel, the InterContinental Los Angeles Downtown, which is not far from here." Li Zhenxin looked at the brilliant neon lights of Los Angeles and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
In these two short days, it seemed like I was strolling in a primitive and bloodthirsty tribe.
Now we have finally returned to a developed and civilized society.
Finally I feel a little safe.
But this pair of long white legs still attracted the attention of passers-by, both black and white people.
The green color frightened her.
"You guys go ahead." Chiba Iori said, "I'll go find you there tomorrow."
"Let's go." Fang Zuo nodded and a word came out of his lips.
Li Zhenxin now has some understanding of this man's character, so she quickly leads the way.
Sure enough, the InterContinental Los Angeles Downtown Hotel is not far from here.
The tallest building on the West Coast is within sight.
Clearly one of the best hotels too.
After entering the hotel lobby.
"This hotel belongs to our Samsung Properties. Wait a minute. I lost my passport and phone, and I don't have any contact information. I'll go find the person in charge of the hotel." Li Zhenxin said softly, "I'll be down soon. Please sit on the sofa for a while."
Fang Zuo nodded.
Sit on the sofa, close your eyes and regulate your breathing.
This was the first time Li Zhenxin was alone with this man.
Looking at his handsome features and thinking of the miracles along the way, she felt an indescribable feeling in her heart.
"Ah, Miss, you're okay! Thank God." The hotel manager saw Li Zhenxin and shouted in joy: "The president has called my phone all the time!"
"What's wrong?" Li Zhenxin asked in surprise.
"The Boeing 787 flight you were on had an accident and fell into the sea. By the way, miss, how did you escape? Oh my God, I need to report this good news to the president immediately." The person in charge hurriedly picked up the phone and dialed.
The entire plane fell into the sea? Li Zhenxin didn't know what happened later.
Fang Zuo looked like he didn't want to pay attention to her, and he was lucky enough that the other woman didn't cause trouble for her.
Now she knew the exact news.
Did such a big plane, with hundreds of people on board, just fall into the sea?
So, he saved me! ! "Miss, this is the president's video." The hotel manager ran over with a cell phone.
"Lee Jin-hyung, you troublesome guy, why did you go to North America again? May your father in heaven bless you!! I'm glad you're okay!" Lee Jae-yong smiled happily in the video call: "Don't run around anymore in the future"
"By the way, how did you survive?"
"Brother, I know I was wrong." Li Zhenxin said coquettishly: "An agent from the National Security Agency of the United States saved me. I can't tell you the specific details."
"The NSA saved you?" Lee Jae-yong said in surprise: "I understand, I understand, I won't ask anymore"
"Brother, I'm tired. I was scared to death along the way," Li Zhenxin said hurriedly.
"Okay, I won't bother you anymore. You must have been scared along the way. Go and have a rest." Lee Jae-yong nodded comfortingly: "After this fun, go back to Korea early and don't run around anymore."
"knew."
Fang Zuo was regulating his breathing in the hall.
Not long after.
"I'm back." Li Zhenxin's voice came into my ears.
Fang Zuo opened his eyes and saw the woman appeared in front of him in a different outfit.
Sitting on the sofa with a pair of long legs crossed.
The broad curve of the chest was in protest.
The look on his face held an indescribable meaning.
"Are you seducing me?" Fang Zuo asked expressionlessly.
(End of this chapter)
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