Manhattan Reborn 1978

Florida.

Miami ushered in a slightly different night.

Near a low mountainous area on the outskirts of the city, more than a dozen vehicles of various types drove out from a small road and stopped at the edge of the woods.

Cohen got out of the car first, walked to the edge of the woods, and directed people to park and hide the vehicle.

After a few minutes.

The elite soldiers belonging to the DA security company stood in front of Cohen, fully armed and orderly.

Cohen raised his hand in salute and whispered: "Tonight, we do not belong to the DA security company, we are just ourselves!"

"Everyone knows what I want to do!"

"Now if anyone wants to quit, they can go to the car and wait for us to come back!"

The soldiers all stood upright in silence, no one spoke, and no one came out.

After a few breaths, Cohen exhaled a long breath: "Thank you!"

"Everyone, please pay attention to safety. According to the previously assigned combat team, we are approaching the target from four directions."

Cohen raised his wrist: "Check the watch, now is..."

"Within one hour, we will end all fighting."

"So, please don't delay your time due to some unexpected reasons~!"

"Check your gear one last time!"

"ok~"

"set off!"

The jackal's big white teeth looked a little penetrating under the bright moonlight at night. .

Rambo organized his equipment and became accustomed to cooperating with everyone. .

During his training in recent days, he always thought of his partners who fought side by side on the battlefield in Vietnam~!

The soldiers, either four or five, formed four combat groups, got into the woods, and quickly approached the target villa from four directions.

10 minutes later.

Cohen held a telescope and observed the two small villa buildings in the distance hidden among half-human-high walls and landscape trees.

It is a foothold for Griselda Blanco, Miami's most popular drug lord in recent times.

The yard of the villa is not very big, and there are acres of woods around the low wall. There are no other houses or residents, which is an advantage.

There were two cars parked at the gate and in the yard, blocking the door. Two people on guard were leaning against the cars, smoking and chatting.

The figures in the main building of the villa flashed and the lights flickered. Four cars were parked at the door of the auxiliary building. Seven or eight people were gathered around a table, drinking and chatting.

After observing for a while, Cohen put down the telescope.

After seeing what was going on inside the villa, he was lucky that the information he received was accurate.

Griselda Blanco should be in this small building tonight. .

Cohen raised his hand and made a set of gestures towards the jackal who was planting the bomb not far away. The jackal made an OK~

The four combat teams had already quietly lined up the secret sentries in the surrounding woods. After making sure that nothing was missed, they arrived at the predetermined location.

Cohen crawled next to the two snipers and patted one of them on the shoulder: "Find a good opportunity and kill the two sentries at the opposite gate as soon as possible~"

"Um.."

The sniper responded softly.

He slowed his breathing and waited patiently for an opportunity.

Almost 2 minutes later, the two sentries strolled to the best sniping position. The opportunity was fleeting.

"Touch~"

"Bang bang~"

"Da da da~"

With the sound of a sniper gun, all the soldiers opened fire, instantly knocking down all the gang members outside the annex building. .

Cohen's group did not move, and the remaining three groups began to follow tactical formations, covering front and rear, advancing alternately, and quickly approached the perimeter of the wall.

The jackal hid outside the low wall and poked his head out to look at the direction of the main building in the distance.

After the shots were fired outside the main building, someone cleverly turned off all the lights~

Jackal made a few gestures to the team members, lowered his head to check the equipment, took the rocket launcher from the team members, pointed his head at the door of the first floor of the main building, and simply pressed the launch button. .

"Hey~"

A long tail flame left traces of its flight in the air.

"Boom~"

After a violent explosion, the door of the main building was blown away. .

There was a burst of screaming and wailing sounds from inside the building. .

Jackal put down the transmitter and threw it aside. He stood up and quickly climbed over the low wall. He bent his waist and walked in a z-shaped pace. He quickly approached the main building by taking advantage of the landscape trees and flowers in the yard.

Behind a lush flower bush, Jackal squatted down and took out two flash bombs, pulled out the safety of one of them, and threw them into the shattered window on the first floor.

"Touch~"

"fxxx!~"

"What is this? ~My ears~!"

"Stop shouting ~ you damn bastard!"

Jackal Mao Yao loosened his covered ears and saw on the other side in the distance that Rambo and his team had arrived at the predetermined position. He smiled and pulled out the safety of the second flash bomb and shattered it from the second floor. The glass window was thrown into the room. .

"Touch~"

"Ah~~"

The somewhat surprising screams of several women came from the second floor.

Jackal quickly found himself a good-looking bunker, made two gestures to the team members who followed him, and everyone began to aim in the direction of the main building, and started shooting and shooting at some less important places. .

"Bang ~ bang ~"

"Ta~ta da~"

In an instant, the firepower of automatic weapons in the hands of more than a dozen soldiers covered all the windows of the entire main building from various locations near and far. .

If they are shooting now, do they really want to kill everyone in the building?

Not!

This is letting the people in the building know that they have nowhere to escape!

Killing them all was certainly a good thing, but it would not bring any benefit to Cohen.

After maiming and injuring some people, capturing Griselda Blanco alive was Cohen's main mission goal in this operation.

After almost 2 minutes.

Jackal and the others stopped shooting with a tacit understanding and waited patiently for news from the distance.

After a few minutes.

Under the low mountain, a group of men who heard the sound and came to reinforce Blanco drove several cars and rode motorcycles, speeding crazily on the road towards the villa.

Cohen's team, which had been waiting for sniper reinforcements here in advance, pressed the detonator after these cars and motorcycles entered the shooting range. .

"Boom~boom~"

The flames of bombs set in advance on the roadside and in the woods completely overwhelmed all Blanco's men who came for reinforcements. .

Some were not killed directly. .

Cohen and his team called them names one by one with guns without hesitation, and told them to go see God!

The main building of the villa.

They heard a huge explosion and looked at the flames and smoke rising in the distance in disbelief. .

The jackal seemed to smell a long-lost pleasure in the smoke of gunpowder. .

He completely hid his body and shouted loudly with a broken voice: "Blanco~ I can kill you with one rocket!"

"We didn't do that~"

"It's because our boss wants to have a good chat with you~"

"A dead Griselda Blanco will do us no good!"

"You have one minute to think about it~"

After Jackal finished shouting, Tuanzi hid his whole body, raised his ears, and listened to the sounds coming from the direction of the main building.

Inside the main building.

Time seems to have frozen.

Griselda Blanco, who had suffered a slight skin injury, looked very dark. .

Have a good chat?

His xx!

Say hello with a rocket?

fxxx!

After a moment of silence, Blanco took a few deep breaths, looked around, took off a white shirt from a handsome guy, took it in his hand, slowly went down to the first floor, and held up White shirt, walked out of the main building of the villa. .

Cohen, who was outside the villa yard, saw a middle-aged woman in a nightgown through the telescope, holding a white shirt and walking out of the main building door. He signaled to the sniper, holding a black hood, crouching towards the villa door. run.

After running to the gate, Cohen hid behind the low wall of the gate and threw the black hood with a stone in it into the yard.

"Come here, put it on, and we'll take you to the boss!"

Blanco walked slowly in the yard and looked around, but didn't see anyone jumping out and pointing a gun at her. .

. .Who did this offend?

The local gangsters in Miami do not have this kind of strength and power. .Quality. .

With no other choice, Blanco walked to the black hood while holding his white shirt high, leaned over to pick it up, and slowly put it on his head.

"I'm going with you~ Please don't hurt the people in the house!"

"Okay ~ walk forward slowly and come to the gate!"

Blanco raised her hand. Under the black hood, she couldn't see anything. She could only test it like a blind man while walking towards the door.

Cohen poked his head out slightly and saw that Blanco was almost at the gate. Taking advantage of the cover of the two cars, he shouted: "Stop! Stand there and follow my instructions!"

Blanco stopped, quietly raised his hands, and stood there.

A soldier from Cohen's team saw Cohen's gesture and quickly came to the gate of the villa. He commanded Blanco in a low voice and slowly walked around the two cars.

He took out a pair of handcuffs, cuffed Blanco's hands behind his back, and stuffed a piece of rag from an unknown source into Blanco's mouth under the black hood. .

Cohen moved to his side in a few steps, lifted Blanco up with his arms one by one, and after confirming that there was no movement in the direction of the main building, he quickly left the gate of the villa and disappeared into the depths of the woods.

----

New York City.

In Manhattan, in a high-end apartment building on 54th Street.

Old Morgan sat with his old friend Nelson, looking at a piece of information.

At the desk not far from the two of them, Seamus was looking attentively at a draft of a book Nelson was preparing to edit and publish, as if there was some fatal temptation in it. .

Old Morgan slowly looked through the information in his hand and looked at his old friend with a frown.

"Who is the minister of the US Department of Energy established last year?"

Nelson curled his lips: "James Rodney Slesinger!"

"Has he prepared a response plan for the possible oil crisis?"

"As far as I know, no~"

"They have been busy fighting for power this year. Where do they have time to read this report in our hands?"

"So...Nelson, what do you think of this matter?"

Nelson took off his eyes, rubbed his dry eyes, and thought for a moment: "What you are talking about... David, how did he judge that... there would be an oil crisis?"

"Is it because Iran's Pahlavi dynasty is unable to control the domestic situation this year?"

Old Morgan shook his head and said: "This kind of thing that seems unlikely to happen, if it does happen, it will be..."

"I know~ Over there in Iran, have you sent anyone there? What do you think of the news?"

"The time is too short. The news that came was very simple. It just said... The situation over there is very bad. Let us be mentally prepared in advance!"

"Prepare in advance? How to prepare? Do you want to buy a large amount of oil spot and spot oil in the market?"

Old Morgan spread his hands: "This may be what we need to do most now!"

"James has been in office for more than a year. Does he have a plan for oil energy reserves?"

"Yeah... Yes! There is approximately less than 200 million barrels of oil stored~"

"Tsk~"

"The quantity is too small~!"

"Perhaps we can help store more in case of emergencies!"

"Hehe~"

Nelson looked at his old friend with a playful smile: "You just believe in... Boy David's prediction?"

"Well... that's about it. At least on this matter, I haven't found any errors in his analysis and information basis!"

“Furthermore, we are still discussing the Federal Reserve’s plan to raise interest rates, and he told me very definitely that raising interest rates, reducing government fiscal expenditures, cutting taxes, and relaxing government control over the market are the only ways to alleviate and solve stagflation. Effective method~"

"I have thought about all these methods. Indeed, as David said, if a second oil crisis does occur, we can completely turn this crisis into an opportunity to get the U.S. economic development back on track. .”

"Haha~ What about the fiscal deficit?"

"Haven't you ever thought about the consequences if the fiscal deficit continues to rise?"

Old Morgan raised his eyebrows: "The United States, the United Kingdom, France, and Italy are all caught in this stagflation crisis."

"Only Germany and island countries in the world have not fallen into this economic crisis."

“If we don’t find a way to maintain and increase the value of the rice dollar, even if the rice dollar has been successfully linked to oil, the United States will be unable to recover from this oil crisis that is likely to occur, and will lose its control over the international financial market. .”

"Compared with this, the increase in the government's fiscal deficit is nothing."

"Besides, isn't the issue of fiscal deficit something that people in Washington should be scratching their heads about~"

Nelson nodded silently.

"What are you going to do?"

"Buy spot gold and oil, then go to the silver market and teach those happy-go-lucky guys in the Hunter family a lesson~"

"Haha~ You... are still the same as before... still so shameless!"

"Shameless on the mastermind of this plan, David Coleman!"

"Haha~ Okay, that guy is indeed a jerk!"

"But does this have anything to do with what you said about maintaining and appreciating the value of the rice dollar?"

Old Morgan smiled secretly: "If you don't let some people know that they are a waste, they will not lower their heads and admit their mistakes!"

"Isn't it true that the information we can get is not available in Washington?"

"Are they all fools after getting this information?..."

"Can't you see that there is a high probability of an oil crisis?"

"Didn't those guys from CIA issue some warning?"

"No, they are just blinded by their own stupidity. They don't believe that these materials and information will become reality!"

"Then...now that this is the case, what else do we need to consider about these wastes...the future?"

"Can't we use our own way to make some preparations for ourselves and our family in advance?"

“Petroleum, as the mainstream energy product discovered nowadays, its quantity becomes less and less as it is used~”

"They will not be wasted, but will become a bargaining chip of opportunity in our hands!"

"Even if our advance reserve this time is a failed prediction~"

"That's okay!"

"Our businesses and companies all need this oil for various productions!"

Nelson frowned and glanced at Seamus who came over and sat down.

"Then... how much do you plan to reserve?"

"One hundred million barrels!"

"What? Are you crazy?"

Nelson looked at his old friend in surprise. .

"No~ I would be crazy if I missed this opportunity!"

"You...where did you get so much cash?"

"Mortgage, leverage, and some are the personal deposits of me, Nariya, and Seamus!"

Nelson lit a cigarette for himself, blew out a puff of smoke, took a long breath and said, "Are you...really kidding?"

"That's right~!"

Seamus laughed on the side and said: "He is going to buy 2000 million barrels, and I am going to buy... [-] million barrels!"

"You know, I'm not as rich as him~! Haha~"

"fxxx! Is this a matter of whether you have money or not? Don't you still want to buy gold and silver?"

"This is not a contradiction, man~ I can buy half of my money for gold, half of my money for oil, and then mortgage all of it to buy silver. Isn't that okay~!"

"Do you want to imitate David's plan?"

"This maximizes the benefits of our investment, doesn't it?"

"Okay~"

Nelson stopped talking, smoking his cigarette in silence, thinking about old Morgan's crazy plan. .Is it just based on some information and speculation, or is it? .Has gambling taken over the high ground of reason?

Old Morgan didn't want to get entangled in this matter, so he said directly: "Let's talk about Mayor Lynch Colson first."

"I'm going to let him take over as governor of New York. What do you think?"

"Lynch Coulson?"

"How...how did he convince you?"

Old Morgan glanced at Seamus, shook his head and smiled: "I haven't met or talked with him yet. I want to hear your opinions and thoughts about him first."

"Um.."

Nelson raised his head slightly to think, then put out the cigarette butt: "You should know who is behind Lynch. Has he contacted you?"

"Of course I have contacted you~"

"How did he say?"

"Well... for him, this matter has only advantages and no disadvantages~ He is very happy to see it~!"

"Then how are you going to talk to Lynch?"

"Haha~ It depends on what he wants~!"

"...Okay~ After you guys finish talking, we'll get in touch and we'll make a decision then!"

"Good~"

Old Morgan nodded with a smile and glanced at his watch: "That's it for now, I have to go back... to meet the children~"

Nelson stood up with a smile: "What? Finally figured it out?"

Old Morgan shook his head and sighed: "Every time we make a seemingly helpless choice, there is always a certain reason behind it!"

"No one of my children can take over from me... I can only help them find a future that they can choose for themselves~"

Seamus said slightly: "You talk about yourself as if you are the greatest father~haha~"

Nelson laughed loudly and said: "I don't know if it's great or not, but in your plan, don't forget that we still have Leslie in our family!"

"Haha~ No problem~"

----

New York, Queens.

In the living room of old Malkin's house.

Lawrence found a phone number for himself and called Miami every few minutes. .

David, Malkin Sr., and Ludy walked back to the living room, looked at the risk assessment questions Andy and George asked everyone, and touched their noses speechlessly. .

He found paper and pen for himself, smiled and shook his head: "Andy and George's evaluation questions are too... professional~"

"Let me ask you some simple questions, and you can write down your answers!"

"Haha, okay~"

"Then everyone, listen carefully~"

"Do you know exactly how much funds you have available to you~?"

“What is the expected proportion of my investment in futures?”

"What do you value most in this venture capital investment?"

"If your investment suffers some losses in the short term, will you be worried about it?"

"Okay~ Just give me the answers after everyone has finished writing these four questions!"

Everyone looked down at their own answers, then turned to look at the answers of the people around them, and gave the answers to David in confusion.

"Okay, let me take a look first~"

After a few minutes.

David rubbed his chin and frowned: "Well... these are what you wrote... what?"

"What do you mean I don't know how much money I have?"

"Put all the money in? What does that mean? 100 percent?"

"Um... and this, who wrote: If you dare to make me pay, I will kill him?"

Emmm. . .

"Hahaha~"

Everyone looked at each other, wondering which bastard was here for everyone. .Have fun~

Old Malkin smacked his lips and slapped his forehead: "He should be more serious ~ fxxx!"

David put down the answers in his hand, stood up and grabbed the old Malkin who was about to get angry, and shook his head to indicate that it was okay. .

"Well... what I'm going to say next may be harsh~"

"I hope everyone...if you want to hit me, try not to hit me in the face~! Haha~"

"Hahaha~"

Everyone then laughed, and some people even shouted: "Say it! Say whatever you want! If anyone wants to beat you up, I will help him! Haha~"

"Hehe~"

David stepped forward and took two steps towards Ludy's putting down. .

"Um...everyone, please be quiet~"

"I think everyone knows about da company and its current development status~"

"Why would I make da company a completely formal and legal company?"

"Yes, maybe you have thought of it. Old Malkin has retired. He has worked hard all his life. Now he is using his pension to do some legitimate business and make some clean money. This... is understandable and is also the most secure way to provide for retirement. ~"

"Seeking stability and making clean money~"

"But have you ever thought about old Malkin Sidric, no matter what legitimate business he does, he is a member of the Sidric family. This has never changed, and he has never completely left. Passed~"

"Have you ever thought about it?"

"I think... some of you may have thought about it~"

"I have thought that without old Malkin's earning power, the family's income will plummet. The days in the future will become increasingly difficult!"

"In addition, Ludy has also left. No one can completely take over the family's businesses and make them as good as old Malkin~"

"Alto? Do you have an objective evaluation of your ability in business?"

"Compared with Ludy, did you ever think that you would surpass his ability in business?"

Alto smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I have gone to college, but it does not mean that I am better than Ludi in business."

"fxxx~Are you mocking me for not going to college?"

Rudi bared his big white teeth and stared at Alto fiercely~

Everyone laughed.

David looked at Alto speechlessly: "I barely graduated from high school..."

"Dude... are you sure you know what you're talking about?"

"Um... Well, I don't mean anything else. I just... That... I'm just better at studying. The rest of me..."

"Stop~~"

David quickly interrupted Alto. .

"Stop talking~ok~?"

"I'm afraid you'll get beaten later~!"

"Hahaha~"

One of Ludy's cousins ​​couldn't help it, slapping his legs and laughing. .

Everyone followed him and started laughing.

Alto made a big blush. .

He still feels himself. .There is no place to reason. .

"Okay~"

David clapped his hands a few times and finally made everyone quiet down. Feeling a little tired, he whispered in a low voice: "Have you ever heard of a moat?"

"In order to strengthen its own defense, ancient cities dug several deep ditches around the city walls, which were filled with water to prevent enemies from approaching the city walls."

"Da Company is the first moat I set up for old Malkin and Polly!"

"Everyone has seen enough of the bill revised by the New York City Council on punishing gangs~"

"After some time, after its implementation, what will it bring to everyone's lives? Have you thought about it?"

"As long as the police can confirm that any one of your men is involved in the crime, and confirm that you are his boss and an insider, the police can arrest you and take you back to the police station!"

"Don't tell me that the Sidrich family has no handles, clues, or omissions over the years. It has been held in the hands of some thoughtful people and used as a bargaining chip."

"Don't tell me that your men are 100% loyal. Even if they are caught by the police, they will not tell anyone's name or any criminal experience~!"

"Can any of you swear that your men will never do some criminal things that you don't know about, and eventually implicate you?"

"Is such an oath really useful?"

"no~!"

"Can any of you guarantee that you are not being stared at by someone?"

"no~!"

"Are you really prepared for the police charges you may face in the future?"

"no~!"

"Why am I standing here and saying this to you now? Do you really understand?"

"no~!"

"I'm digging a moat for you! ~A moat belonging to the Sidrich family!"

"The black money you have hidden, as long as it still exists, is a stain that can never be erased!"

"Besides this black money, how much clean money do you have that you can come up with?"

"What if according to my investment plan, you can use this clean money to become billionaires?"

"Have you ever thought about what you will do after you become a billionaire?"

"Swagger? Show off? Show off? Extravagant splurge?"

"Buy a dozen luxury cars? Buy yourself a big villa that you've been dreaming about for a long time?"

"Having a happy night with a group of beauties in a big villa?"

"fxxx!~"

"If you have these thoughts, you are looking for death, you know?"

This questioning made everyone fall silent. .

David seemed to have turned on a switch in his heart, his face turned a little red, and he raised his voice and said: "From the day I chose to walk into this house with my father and presented the company's plan to old Malkin, I have never In a sense, you are already tied to old Malkin and the Sidrich family, do you know?"

"Why would anyone tell me that your property rights in the franchise area are being targeted?"

"Why am I telling you today that there is a new partner in real estate development?"

"Why am I here today to explain to you my plan to invest in futures?"

"fxxx!"

"You guys have shit in your head~!"

"Wouldn't it be better if I just took the old Malkin family and Ludy and became a billionaire?"

"Do I really care about you guys who I met for the first time today?"

"I know that many of you here are my elders and are old friends with my father, David Sr."

"But do you really understand that everything I have done is an effort to prevent the Sidric family from being eliminated by the development of the times?"

"Did any of you really understand what I said in Bonini's restaurant?"

"Perhaps, some of you understand some of my thoughts~"

"But this does not serve as an excuse for you to discuss the future development of the Sidrich family here today!"

"If you sneer at the efforts I, David Coleman, have put in, please tell me now~"

"I will fucking find a way tomorrow so that the old Malkin family and Ludy can distance themselves from the Sidrich family and dig a moat between them and you!"

"Is this what you want to see when you come here today?"

Everyone looked at each other, and no one answered. .

Old Malkin's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he lowered his head and smoked silently. .

Ludy wanted to stand up and say something, but after seeing Polly's look like she was about to get angry, he wisely chose to sit still and keep his mouth shut. .

Polly, who had been sitting on the outside and watching, broke free from her sister Manqi's arm and walked to David, her face full of anger: "Who wants to quit? Stand up now!"

Everyone continued to be silent, no one chose to stand up and beat David up. .

These words are very harsh and hard to hear. .It is also the greatest truth. .

They are not fools after all~!

Everyone knows that you have to wipe your butt when you poop. .

But none of the core members of the Sidrich family can guarantee that their butts are completely clean. .

What will the investment plans David mentioned tonight bring to them?

They all know the moat~!

Billionaire?

Rich people?

capitalist?

What hidden dangers does the hidden black money bring to them?

The living room was now quiet with only the sound of breathing. .

David put his arm around Polly's shoulders and took a few deep breaths to adjust his emotions: "If the investment plans I came up with today were put outside, within two years, a number of big projects could be achieved." Rich man!"

"Do you really understand the basis for my choice to invest in gold, oil, and silver?"

"That's enough, David!"

Old Malkin put out his cigarette butt and walked up to David with a gloomy face: "What happened tonight is my fault... I didn't think twice about it..."

"No, your idea is not wrong~"

"I don't blame you in any way..."

"Yeah... I understand~ It's just my family brothers..."

David raised his hand and smiled bitterly: "I'm still too impulsive~"

Polly said angrily on the side: "David, we...let's leave now..."

"No, Polly~ don't be impulsive!"

"Old Uncle Malkin, I have a few last words, please let me finish them!"

"...Okay!" Old Malkin pulled Polly, and the two moved and chose to stand on one side. .

David took a deep breath and looked at Alto: "Rudi once told me that you are the most outstanding one among the younger generation of the Sidrich family!"

"Alto, you know what I said..."

"I understand everything, David~"

"Good~"

"George, do you know something about trust funds, equity holdings, cross-shareholdings, overseas establishment of companies, etc. to avoid business risks?"

Lawyer George, who had always seemed a little transparent, nodded quickly and said: "Yes~!"

"Ok~ Please help me later... Let me introduce this knowledge to everyone~"

"Our real estate development plan requires a series of capital operations to allow partners to invest and resources with peace of mind."

"George, if you don't understand any financial issues, you can communicate with Olina Accounting Firm~!"

"Ok~"

David glanced at Andy and nodded to him: "Then... let's go first~"

He glanced at everyone in the Sidrich family again: "I'm sorry, I couldn't control my emotions~"

"I... am still too young~"

"Hehe~"

"If you still have any questions, you can tell Ludy or Polly ~ they will tell me!"

"The Sidrich family... I don't want it to become the part that is crushed by the wheels of history~!"

After saying that, he comforted the somewhat stubborn Polly, handed her into the hands of his sister Manqi, and walked out of the old Malkin's house with Lawrence and Andy.