The Underground Tyrant

Chapter 10 A Chance to Unify Harlem!

"FUCK! These fucking bastards must have been the Irishmen who called the cops and nearly killed us!"

Healy, who had just returned to the company, threw the bloody clothes on the ground and continued to yell wildly. This guy had already yelled all the way back from Central Park, but his furious emotions still couldn't be contained.

Wesley's breath was also somewhat uneven, but he was still trying to maintain his image, frowning and said to Healy: "Bandage your wound first!"

It turned out that Healy was also injured in the previous shootout. His left arm was scratched by a stray bullet. He was bleeding continuously at the moment, but fortunately he was fine. How could Healy, who claims to be a real man, take such injuries seriously? .

But seeing that Wesley had already frowned, he suppressed his anger, found a first-aid kit that was absolutely indispensable in this gang site, and began to bandage himself!

Seeing that Healy paused for a while, Wesley turned to look at Andy again: "Are you okay?"

Andy's image at this time was much more brutal, his whole body was completely soaked in blood, some of which belonged to the two human shields, and a lot of it was his own blood.

The blood made him look like a ghost crawling out of the blood pool hell!
"I'm all right, Mr. Wesley!"

Andy shook his head, turned out a box of biscuits out of nowhere in the office, was stuffing handfuls into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Now the bullets in my body have been discharged, and the wounds are all gone. Healing means too much energy consumption, I need to eat!"

Isn't that right, as long as you observe carefully, you can see that Andy, who had been raised in vain and fat and accumulated fat in his body, has lost weight again at this moment.

It's because Andy's mutant ability needs too much energy supply. After this fierce battle, a lot of energy is especially needed to recover from physical injuries. Andy's own stored energy has fallen below the warning line again!
Wesley nodded, then turned his head and told the other men to quickly find food for Andy, and then said, "Thanks to you this time, if you didn't kill the water belly snake, we might not be able to rush out this time!"

"Humph!"

Hearing this, Andy snorted coldly, put the biscuit crumbs into his mouth with his fingers, endured the hunger in his stomach, and sneered: "It's really thanks to the fact that we escaped from the trap set by the FBI and New York police this time." As for the Irish, if it weren't for these idiots who planted bombs and created opportunities for us, we might have really fallen into it!"

"Hmph, I think that group of police officers was recruited by tip-offs!" Healy said while tearing off the gauze, gnashing his teeth.

Andy frowned and didn't refute him, but Wesley couldn't help it first, and scolded angrily: "You idiot, think about it with your simple mind, if the police were hired by the Irish, then How could they still participate in the meeting between us today, and even detonated the bomb, what good is it for them!"

"Then, who do you think tipped off the news!" Seeing that Wesley was going crazy, Healy finally gave up!

Wesley took a breath, then frowned and said: "It should be the blacksmith, he should have appeared today, but there was no sound at all, and if we are hit hard by the New York police, the Hand will be wiped out, the Underworld Alliance will be disbanded, Only then can he fish in troubled waters and sell his goods!"

Listening to Wesley's analysis here, Andy just listened without saying a word. It just so happened that his subordinates brought him two big bags of hamburgers and tacos. He decided to leave the brain to others. Just follow the orders yourself!
"But it's not an opportunity..."

As Wesley talked to himself, his originally frowning brows suddenly relaxed, as if thinking of some favorable opportunity!
Looking up at Healy, who was still cursing and wrapping gauze, Wesley frowned and shook his head, then he turned his gaze to Andy, who was eating like crazy.

"Andy, take your people to Harlem immediately, the waterbell is dead, and those niggers are leaderless now, this is our chance to subdue them!"

Hearing Wesley's words, Andy's eyes widened involuntarily, regardless of his mouth full of food, he said in surprise, "Me?!"

Wesley nodded: "It's you, listen, Andy, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for our company. If we can take advantage of the civil strife among the blacks and take down Harlem, then our power can spread to North Manhattan, then the boss's power puzzle will be complete!"

Andy didn't put down the hamburger in his hand. While chewing, he glanced at Healy, whose expression had changed, with seemingly hidden but extremely obvious eyes.

"Mr. Wesley, I..."

Wesley waved his hand and interrupted Healy, who was eager to speak, and said directly: "Healy, it's not that I don't believe you, but you also saw that Andy killed the waterbellied snake, and only his combat power is suitable for completing it." This mission, but your mission is equally important, this time you will be the deputy to help Andy complete the mission of unifying the underground world of Harlem!"

Andy understood a little bit, Wesley really valued his powerful mutant ability, and wanted to make himself work hard to take down the territory of the black people in Harlem, and he was afraid that Healy would not be able to hold him down, so he chose to let Healy Lead the team to attack Harlem.

But at the same time, Wesley still trusts Healy more, so as Healey's deputy, he can be regarded as Wesley's nail in Andy's side.

But so what, how could Andy give up such a golden opportunity, if he succeeds this time, he can also live the kind of life he envied!
Andy swallowed the hamburger in one gulp, stood up and looked at Wesley frantically: "Mr. Wesley, believe me, I will make the niggers in Harlem submit to Mr. Fisk's influence! "

Wesley nodded in satisfaction, and ignored Healey's somewhat annoyed expression, he said directly, "I'll give you an hour to replenish your body's energy, and also, change and wash your clothes, otherwise you'll be out of Harlem before you reach Harlem." I'm afraid you will be stopped by the police!
By the way, you should prepare in advance. This time we took the opportunity to attack Harlem, but we can't give you too many people. After all, there was a shootout in Central Park. Police provocation! "

Andy nodded. He understood that this was the main reason for him to take the lead. If there are few people and he must maintain his combat effectiveness, he must do his best!
An hour later, three black SUVs set off from the "United Construction Company" quietly, carrying only Andy, Healy and ten other men, and headed straight for Harlem!
　The protagonist is about to have his own power initially, and he is going to fight as a fitter. I implore everyone to collect, recommend and support!
　　


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