Manhattan Reborn 1978

Stanley Building, in the top floor office.

Several people began to take turns talking to Laura about the issues involved in what she just said.

Presenting the facts and being reasonable, I wanted Laura, a little bastard who had just left her parents and the protection of her family, to know what words she should not say, let alone have such thoughts.

You know, just a few streets downstairs from here, many girls of the same age as Laura have already had several years of experience working on the streets. .

She, Laura, is now going to Yale alone. When getting along with her classmates and teachers, Lilith will no longer be by her side. What she wants to see and learn will directly affect this little girl's outlook on life. shape.

Now, we must give her some vaccinations in advance and teach her the most basic principles.

Elder sat in front of Laura and taught her a lesson by telling historical stories in a thoughtful and thoughtful way.

"Let me tell you a story about a person. He is..."

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The rain was slowly easing, and it was time for dinner.

After receiving Ludy's call, Mike Bai moved a chair with peace of mind and looked at the rainy scene outside the window.

Auston and his colleagues quietly left through the back door after Ludi succeeded.

In the xx restaurant, all the waiters, under the command of the manager, were busy blocking the rainwater that was about to pour in at the door.

On the road not far away, a sewer was pouring out sewage. Countless dirty things in the sewer surged onto the road with the water, forming a torrent of dirty water.

The waterlogging and flooding caused by this heavy rain have begun to show its power and harm.

On the edge of the street, Mike Bai looked at the car that had been nearly half submerged by the rain, thinking about how to go back with everyone later. .

It is estimated that all subway stations in New York will not be spared, not to mention that in this terrible weather, taxis will not run around desperately. .

David, the Nash couple, and Likert sat on chairs with their feet in the rainwater that had poured into the restaurant. They watched the news reports on the TV not far away in a solemn atmosphere.

In the news, a reporter was standing on the side of a low-lying street in Brooklyn, wearing a raincoat and dedicatedly holding a microphone to the camera in the wind and rain.

"As you can see, all the sewers on the streets here are spewing out rain and dirty water like a volcanic eruption."

“Many cars parked on the street have been submerged, and rainwater has poured into the air intakes of some cars, making them unable to drive due to water ingress and breakdown. Some drivers who closed their windows could only break the window glass. Save yourself, take out the car that has become a coffin.”

The camera pans to the side.

"Some children who were still going to school nearby were trapped in the school. The teachers organized all the students to leave the first and second floors. They were helplessly waiting for the rain to recede and for the arrival of rescuers."

The camera switched to the news anchor's side.

"According to the latest data we have obtained, today's heavy rain has rained for nearly five hours so far. The overall precipitation in New York City has exceeded 16 centimeters, which is equivalent to the water in tens of thousands of Olympic swimming pools. Within more than four hours, it fell from the sky and poured into New York."

"This once-in-a-century disaster has left our entire city overwhelmed."

The host took a press release from the staff next to him: "In the latest police report we received, 18 people have been killed in New York City due to today's sudden heavy rain."

"About half an hour ago, someone called the police and reported that a person was found in the back seat of a submerged car. The police sent people to the scene and confirmed that the person was dead."

"At that time, Officer William Somerset, who rushed to the scene as soon as possible, said that the car had drifted along the floodwaters from Central Park Avenue. The man in the car was already dead when he was found."

"This is the 19th dead person found in New York City."

"Then 10 minutes ago, another man was found dead in the cab of a car in the Bronx, upstate New York. He is the No. 20 victim we know."

On the TV, the host's face was full of solemnity and sorrow after finishing the broadcast, and the live camera switched again.

A reporter stood on the edge of a Queens subway platform and reported into the camera.

"This heavy rain caused particularly great damage to Queens, with a large amount of floodwater pouring into Queens."

"We could see the street behind me was flooded and it was pouring down the subway entrance into this underpass."

"Now, there are still calls for help from below. The nearest rescuers are here. We can't go down to the subway to rescue people in such floods. We can only wait for the rescuers and hope they arrive soon."

The reporter standing in the wind and rain silently turned sideways and let the cameraman take a few steps closer to take pictures of the torrent rushing into the subway passage. This scene made everyone in the restaurant seem to have stopped breathing and quietly watched the TV. This scene.

Amidst the sound of the torrent of water, there were faint knocking sounds and a person's voice, coming from the TV screen.

"help!"

"help!"

After the camera silently filmed at the subway entrance for nearly 2 minutes, it switched to another group of reporters.

A female reporter stood in front of the apartment building in the rain, with red eyes, holding a microphone and reporting into the camera.

"I am standing in front of an apartment building near Woodside in Queens. We have just arrived here. In the basement of the apartment next to me, just now, a family of three drowned due to this disaster. The child is only 2 years old."

"There were several volunteers and three fire rescue personnel trying to open the door to their apartment and pull them out of the floodwaters..."

The female reporter braved the wind and rain, wiping tears and her voice began to choke.

"Water and fire are merciless!"

"In the face of natural disasters, we humans are as fragile as..."

The women Alicia and Susan were waiting in the restaurant, when they saw this scene on TV, they couldn't help but hug the people around them tightly, their eye circles began to turn red, and tears flashed.

Others were watching the news in silence, listening to the reports, and thinking about what was in their hearts.

Everyone here had used the phone in the restaurant to contact their relatives and friends more than two hours ago, asking them about their respective situations and reporting that they were safe.

Alicia found out from David's mother, Sierra, that all three Nash children had been safely taken to David's home.

The rainfall in the small town of Morrison is lighter than that in New York. The terrain of the town is also higher than that of the surrounding areas. There are no floods like those in New York.

Um. .

Unfortunately, old David's secret underground base encountered some minor accidents. .

David also comforted his father on the phone and told him not to care about these losses.

Both David Sr. and Sierra said that these are small things. When encountering such a sudden natural disaster, knowing that their loved ones are fine is the greatest good news.

When Mike Bai and Lavis faced David's inquiry, they both shook their heads and said that there was no one they could contact or ask.

David patted the shoulders of the two of them. Apart from the few people around them, they were lonely in this city.

What surprised everyone was Black Mike. This guy took the phone and chatted quietly with the beautiful clerk he met during Stanley's meeting for nearly half an hour. .

When he came back, David looked nosy and wanted to ask Black Mike how he did it.

Black Mike's face was deep, and he said with a straight face: "David, you are still young, and you haven't experienced many things yet."

David couldn't help but want to slap him: "Speak well~"

Black Mike suppressed his laughter and said evasively: "I sent her a check and a small note with the address and phone number of my apartment on it."

"You! You!~"

"fxxx!"

Amid the laughter of White Mike and Ravis, David clapped his thighs and pointed at Black Mike with his hand. He didn't know how to scold this stupid bastard!

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The sun was setting and the sky was still cloudy.

The whole New York City was moaning softly in the light rain.

The entrance of xx restaurant.

Three military jeeps stopped at the gate.

The jackal stepped on the slightly fallen water on the ground, pushed the door open and walked into the restaurant.

Everyone followed the sound and couldn't help but stand up when they saw the jackal walking in.

Jackal and a few familiar people nodded, walked up to David, and said with a smile: "I encountered some troubles on the way. I hope I didn't come too late."

David grabbed Jackal's right hand and said with a smile: "It's not too late. The rain has passed now. You can send a car to take Professor Nash and his wife back to Queens. I don't know what's going on there now. I don't trust them." Go back by yourself."

"Ok!"

Jackal walked to the window and waved to the driver of one of the jeeps outside, letting him in. After giving him a few instructions, he asked him to drive the Nash couple home.

Alicia hugged David, not knowing what to say.

David smiled and patted her back: "When the flood recedes tomorrow, you can go back to Morrison. Don't worry about the children, my mother will take good care of them!"

"Ok!"

Alicia smiled, let go of David, put her arms around her husband, and motioned for Nash to say something too.

Nash looked at his wife. He had already said what he needed to say. What should he say now? . .

Alicia resisted the urge to kick her husband and tugged on Nash's sleeve.

"David, let's go back first, and we'll talk on the phone tomorrow."

"Okay! Our center's recruitment can wait until it settles down in a few days before we start."

Nash smiled along with him: "Don't forget to reserve some large computer sets with IBM first. It may take some time to get them."

Alicia wordlessly twisted Nash's arm with her hand. The two of them and Lickert, who was hitching a ride, got into the jeep with the soldier driver and set off.

"Then let's go too."

When everyone was about to leave, the restaurant manager and chef walked up to David from the side and chatted with him a few words about the food show.

David has already negotiated cooperation with the chef here.

When the time comes to film a food show, the chef will find some chef friends who also have good cooking skills to participate in the filming of the show.

This will be of great benefit to them in improving their reputation.

The chef also told David quietly.

In fact, for this kind of thing, David does not need to personally test the dishes at each house. He can directly release the news and let the chefs who want to participate in the food show come to them on their own initiative.

As long as David can improve the content and quality of the programs he shoots, he can win over a large number of connections in the New York City catering circle.

In the future, when the food show is filming Season [-] and Season X, there will be no need for David and the others to release the news.

Many chefs who are chasing fame and fortune will line up to participate in this food show.

Of course, the above premise is that the program needs to be successful!

There needs to be more viewers to watch, pay attention to, get used to it and like it!

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David and the others were driven back to the apartment by a jeep. David asked Susan to go back to the apartment first. He and three bodyguards followed the car to the small building of Da Group Company.

On the way, David looked at the street in a daze.

Today was the heaviest rainstorm he had ever encountered in his life.

In such a disaster, the role that individuals can play is minimal.

More than a month ago, David, who was still a bartender, had no idea in his mind to save the citizens of New York who were in dire straits.

All he can do is ensure that his relatives and friends will not be harmed in this disaster.

The light rain gradually began to show signs of stopping.

Jackal had been in the passenger seat, quietly observing David.

I don’t know how he will feel when Ludy tells him everything that happened today.

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The short journey from the apartment to the company took the two jeeps nearly half an hour.

By the time David sat down safely in his office and listened to a long section of Ludy's story, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening.

David put down the paper and pen in his hand, frowned at the information recorded on the paper, and muttered to himself.

"Behind our last informant incident, there were shadows of these Colombian drug lords."

"This time because of Aalto's unintentional words, they participated and appeared again?"

"They can safely sell their cocaine and make money, but how come they are always associated with us?"

"Because of the concession area?"

"Do you still know that we want to cooperate with DEA?"

"That's not right either!"

"According to the information from the two stalkers today, they were hired to find an opportunity to kill me."

"Who would benefit the most from killing me?"

"The biggest beneficiary, will he be the mastermind?"

"If it's not the same person, who could it be?"

Cohen, Ludy, and Polly sat opposite and next to him, listening to David's muttering in silence.

Both Mike and Lavis were like transparent people, lowering their heads and looking at their toes.

None of the people in this office can give answers to these questions.

According to the information obtained from Jackal's interrogation.

The two stalkers arrived in New York City just last night.

They obtained the gun, the car and information about David from the middleman.

In the morning, the two of them were downstairs in the apartment, watching David waiting for a taxi.

Having been waiting for most of the morning, they hesitated and did not choose to take action.

As a result, this hesitation caused them to miss their best opportunity.

David looked at the record on the paper, and there was another piece of information.

"Ludy, did you just say that there was another person following and monitoring me downstairs in my apartment last night?"

"He left in the green car after I went to bed and rested?"

"Then did this person follow us before we went to Chinatown?"

"Or did he follow us after we came out of Jincheng Restaurant?"

Ludy shook his head slowly, he didn't know.

No one among the people here knew.

"According to the information we have found, the person last night and the two people today should not be the same group."

"Should...?"

Ludy rolled his eyes helplessly. The words he once disgusted with Matthews were so hateful when they came from the mouth of David!

There was another silence in the office.

Cohen wanted to give out a ring of cigarettes to several people, but Polly stopped him with her murderous eyes. .

amount. .

Landlord, don’t mess with me, please bear with me!

Cohen smacked his lips and threw the cigarette on the table: "David, do you have any thoughts on these Colombian drug lords who are messing with us for the second time?"

David also smacked his lips and shook his head: "They have money in their pockets, guns in their hands, and countless desperadoes under them, ready to sacrifice their lives for them at any time."

"I believe that if these people really want to use money to throw money at people, people like Mayor Lynch and Commissioner Hardman will not be able to control themselves and will eventually side with them."

"These big drug lords are so rich~ We can't compare to this for the time being~!"

This joke was not funny at all, and the faces of several people became more solemn.

He thought for a while and then said: "Actually, we don't need to deliberately think of ways to target them. The bigger the powder medicine business these people do, the more enemies they will have, including the FBI under the US government. , dea, cia, irs, etc.”

"In addition, there are drug lords from other countries and regions besides Colombia, like Lucas who once transported cocaine back to the United States from Vietnam. These colleagues are all enemies and enemies, and they themselves will be affected by it. There is no need for us to target them if there are all kinds of entangled interests and conflicts."

"After all, the U.S. market is only so big and the population is limited. Anyone who wants to gain more market share will face greater risks."

"As long as we look for opportunities in the future to add fuel to the flames in matters targeting these people, every one of them will not end well!"

"Of course, the first one to bear the brunt of this is Griselda Blanco, the most troubled person over in Miami, and the people who are related to her."

After David said this, he frowned and hesitated for a while before looking at Cohen: "Is Rambo here?"

Cohen was stunned for a moment, nodded and said, "He's downstairs."

David nodded and asked Mike Bai, who was sitting at the door, to help call someone.

After a few minutes.

Rambo walked in wearing a green military uniform.

David directly moved him to a seat next to him and asked him to sit down.

He looked at Rambo's Sylvester Stallone face and thought to himself, if Rambo really has the aura of the protagonist in the First Blood movie, he will definitely be one of the few invincible gods of war in this world. . .

One person, several guns, several in and out, killing and wounding hundreds of people, just as easy as daily training. . .

Um. .

After thinking this way, it brought David a slight sense of security.

He shook away the messy things in his mind and looked at Rambo with a poker face seriously.

"I want to ask you a favor."

Rambo nodded and said nothing, his eyes were calm.

He was a veteran, what help could David ask him for?

It's nothing more than letting him use his talents to do things like murder and arson~

David organized his words, looked at Rambo and continued: "I want you to go to Colombia, find the drug lords who have problems with us, and give me a few words."

"Everything that happened before today can be wiped out."

"In order to show our sincerity, we can suspend or shelve our cooperation with the DEA and instead cooperate with the FBI to help the New York police crack down on violence, gun and other crimes, and no longer participate in any operations against drug dealers."

"Which drug lord controls the New York market? We can't control it, and we shouldn't control it. That's what Hardman needs to be concerned about."

"However, if they still want to have any bad ideas about our company's people and business."

"We will use all available means to attack and retaliate against them."

"Yeah...that's it~"

Rambo blinked, muttered and repeated the words, "That's all?"

"that's it!"

A smile appeared on Ludy's face. He looked at David with the same look in his eyes as an old father looking at his son!

A man must wisely choose to be forbearing when he is still weak, so that he can regain what he has lost, including face and dignity, after growing stronger!

Cohen shook his head and looked back and forth between David and Rambo: "I think Jackal should go with Rambo. He has acquaintances in CIA and should be able to help."

David certainly had no doubts about this: "Then let's go together."

He turned to look at Rambo: "When you go to Colombia, you represent our company, so I need you to understand that I have only one request for you."

"Have fun for a while, take the words with you, and come back safely!"

"Even if the words are not brought, it doesn't matter, as long as you can come back safely, man!"

Rambo raised the corners of his mouth and nodded.

"Good boss!"

Seeing Rambo nod in agreement, David happily took Rambo's thick arm and patted it.

Then he turned to Cohen and said, "Are you interested in going to Miami and meeting that Griselda Blanco?"

Cohen raised his eyebrows: "No problem, Lawrence has returned to the New Jersey training base. He can definitely handle the matters in New York."

"Lawrence is back?"

"Yeah, when he first came back, he couldn't contact you, so I asked him to go to the training base first." Ludi answered from the side.

David nodded clearly, and then looked at Polly with a smile: "Beauty, can you give me some money? Rambo and the others are going abroad. With a wave of your hand, their pockets will be richer."

Polly nodded with a dull expression: "Tomorrow afternoon, Cohen, you come to me to pick up the check!"

Cohen secretly gave David a thumbs-up gesture and pretended to flatter David's boss.

Indeed, in the big company, except for the face of David boy, it is easy to use in front of the landowner Boboli.

There is really no one who can get the money flowing out of Polly's hands so happily.

No one~! @