Chapter 379 The severe cold from the underground of New York

manhattan,

Chelsea district.

As soon as Li Xuxian and Li Xinyu got into the carriage, they saw Abel picking up his cell phone and making a call.

"Alan, I remember over at Hud's Bay. The Newhouse family, had some land, right?"

"I understand. What's your suggestion?"

"Okay. I know what you mean. I will think about it..."

Ten minutes later, the two Li sisters looked at the man in the passenger seat and hung up the phone.

He looked at the traffic outside the car window with deep eyes, looking thoughtful.

They didn't dare to disturb him, they just sat quietly in the back without talking.

Wait for the motorcade to return to 138 East 65th Street on the Upper East Side of Manhattan.

Li Xinyu and the others got out of the car and were at the door of the townhouse.

Abel hugged Li Xinyu, kissed her, and tucked the fallen hair between her ears back into place.

"I have to do some things. I won't go in yet."

Li Xinyu nodded obediently. She watched her best friend's fiancé, her own boyfriend, get into the car and the motorcade left.

She and her sister returned to 138 East 65th Street.

After entering the villa, Li Xinyu chatted with her sister.

"Second sister, I think you seem to like that Ms. Anna Wintour just now."

Li Xuxian admitted generously:

"Yes. What fashion design student doesn't admire this person? She has grown from a little seamstress to the devil in the fashion industry step by step."

Li Xinyu has no need for fashion or anything like that.

Although she is emotional, her emotional direction is not in fashion or design.

This made Li Xinyu somewhat disapproving and said:

"What kind of devil in the fashion industry... I think she looks the same in front of Abel as the founders of those small companies in Hanguo do in front of our father and brother."

Li Xuxian was startled and decided to refute her sister's words. She didn't like her idol being belittled by her sister in this way.

But when Li Xuxian thought about it carefully, it could be said that Anna Wintour was really just like Li Xinyu said when she faced Abel just now.

When facing Abel, the so-called fashion devil is really no different from ordinary people.

Li Xuxian sighed, "Let's not talk about it. Xinyu, I will go back tomorrow. Are you really not going back? What about this year's New Year? You didn't go back last year for the New Year. You spent last year's New Year in California with your eldest sister, right?"

Han State also used a lunar calendar, and it was the Chinese lunar calendar.

Before 1999, the Han people used the lunar calendar, but at the government level, the Han people's traditional Chinese New Year, which was the same as the Chinese Lunar New Year, was abolished.

After 1999, Han State resumed the Lunar New Year again, and the time was exactly the same as that in China.

"It depends on the situation." Li Xinyu answered ambiguously.

Li Xuxian sighed inwardly and stopped asking further questions.

Abel's side, about half an hour later.

His motorcade arrived at the wasteland near Hudson Bay.

It was the wasteland and empty land where he, Bloomberg, and the previous mayor and speaker of New York came to visit.

Surrounded by a large wasteland are many older and dilapidated Manhattan buildings.

If you observe carefully, you will find that there are a lot of vehicles in his convoy this time.

It was more than twice as much as when he was in Chelsea.

In fact, almost the entire Rock Security and active forces in Manhattan have come here.

to ensure the safety of their boss.

In the wasteland, you can see rows of high-rise buildings in Manhattan in the distance ahead.

Behind is the Hudson Bay, with countless lighted tankers, cargo ships, and cruise ships traveling in the bay near the harbor, transporting various nutrients or tourists that this huge city needs.

There was a dark sky above our heads, with no stars or moon visible, just darkness.

Occasionally there will be some aircraft lights piercing the night sky.

Surrounded by the motorcade, Abel opened the car window and saw the four King Kongs, David and Allen outside.

David walked over and said softly to his boss: "They are here."

"Let them come over." Abel said directly without getting out of the car.

David nodded and turned to look at Edward.

Edward nodded slightly to him, leaving Johnson and Lin behind, and took Lincoln outside in person.

After a while, Edward and Lincoln led a group of rock security staff.

Several other people, who at first glance were not from Rock Security, were sent in.

Seeing those people approaching, Abel raised the car window directly.

At this time, looking from the outside, the Cadillac Monster in the dark has perfect bulletproof, anti-explosion and anti-biochemical privacy windows, blocking all sight and sound from the outside.

David Jones, Allen and others also avoided it in a timely manner.

David also got into the Cadillac Monster and sat in the passenger seat.

Five outsiders, under the watchful eye of the rock security staff, came to Abel's closed car window.

Standing in front of the window of the Cadillac Monster, about two meters away.

The five people looked at each other, looking at each other, and from time to time looking at the elite-looking rock security personnel around them, wondering what they were thinking.

At this time, Lincoln looked a bit like O'Neal and had a figure similar to O'Neal.

This big black man stood in front of five people and in front of the Cadillac Monster car window.

The black bodyguard changed his giggling in front of his compatriots.

His face was serious, and even the English accent he spoke changed, becoming very much like the Italian accent when speaking English.

Even the sounds that require the use of vibrato R will be pronounced as Italian vibrato instead of retroflex.

If not for his appearance, he looks like a pure black man.

Just listening to the voice, I thought it was an Italian immigrant who had just arrived from Sicily.

"Gentlemen, although I know your identity and you also know my identity...but my boss doesn't know this."

"Now, please introduce yourselves."

In the cold wind, in front of the Hudson Bay wilderness.

The five guys in coats with serious faces looked at each other again in shock after hearing Lincoln's words.

Finally, one of the younger, middle-aged white men spoke softly:

"Sir, I am Frank Calley. It is an honor to stand here and talk to you."

After this guy introduced himself.

The soundproofing was perfect, and it was only through the wireless intercom worn by Lincoln that I heard Abel introduce himself in the carriage, and at the same time he also heard the soft introduction from David Jones in front of him:

"Frank Cali Gambino. This family has amassed a lot of wealth through illegal activities such as illegally opening D stores, kidnapping, and selling laundry detergent."

"In addition, they also control the terminal transportation business in New York City and New Jersey. They actually control the International Union of Mariners, which represents 65,000 seafarers."

"That's why they've been preserved to this day."

Abel nodded, he had some impression of this last name.

At its peak, "Gambino" was as well-known in the United States as "Ford" and "IBM".

"Next."

Abel looked outside at the leaders of the five major underground gangs in New York like a monkey.

Lincoln, who was wearing a walkie-talkie, heard what his boss said.

The big black man had no expression on his face and looked at the other person on Frank Calley's left.

The man knew that this was what Lincoln meant by asking him to introduce himself.

"Joy Marciano Bonanno, sir, that's my name."

Similarly, David's gentle voice also sounded in the carriage——

"The Bonanno family's internal fighting is very cruel. It used to be the most influential underground in New York, but after the internal fighting, it is no longer what it used to be."

"This Joey Massino is said to be very powerful. It was he who ended the gang's infighting a few years ago."
To be continued...