The operatives of the New York Umbrella are almost all professional mercenaries who have fought in the world wars.

In order to facilitate the operation in New York, these professional mercenaries have actually all become American citizens, which is not troublesome in the United States now, basically as long as they come to the United States, they will easily become American citizens, and there is no problem if they can speak English.

According to the "Chinese Exclusion Act" being implemented in the United States, these Chinese are actually not eligible to become American citizens, but these Chinese are British, so there is no reason for the USCIS to refuse.

Britain has always been the main source of immigrants to the United States, especially Ireland, and many Irish people who are unwilling to accept British rule will immigrate to the United States.

Lei Ming is a second-generation Chinese born in the East Indies, raised in southern Africa, educated in southern Africa, joined the army after high school, served in the artillery unit of the Southern African Expeditionary Force during the World War, retired after the war, joined the umbrella and came to New York.

"Hello Mr. Remin, I'm Lorenzo Camacho of Jorginho." Camacho shook hands with Thunder, and one of his men quietly went to the window to look down the street, presumably observing how many people Thunder had brought with him.

"Are you done talking? Don't continue yet-" thundering, at this time it may be more powerful to shout "the umbrella company is doing things, and all the idle people are out of the way".

Of course, it seems to be a bit two.

"Leave us alone, we're family with Tony, aren't we?" Camacho looked at Tony with a smirk.

"Yes—yes—Mr. Camacho and I are family—" The smile on Tony Donner's face was worse than crying, his living room had never been so lively.

"Okay, Mr. Tony, I'm here to talk to you about compensation-" Lei Ming didn't care, opened his briefcase and took out a document, and gently placed it in front of Tony: "Mr. Tony, how much do you want?" Don't talk about £1.5 million, you know, it's impossible, and it's going to kill you. ”

When Tony Donner heard the "murderous disaster", he felt that his heartbeat was skipping a beat, and he didn't dare to make a decision himself, looking at Camacho pitifully.

"Mr. Reming, you're threatening Tony—" Camacho cried and laughed, Nima, are you hooligans, or are we hooligans?

Threatening this kind of thing, we are the experts, okay, if we don't do the promising profession of lawyer, why should we rob our hooligan business.

"And, no, it's just a friendly reminder-" Lei Ming smiled faintly on the corner of his mouth, glanced at Camacho, and suddenly seemed to remember something: "-Jorginho, this name is so familiar, you are selling wine, right?" ”

In the United States in 1920, the smuggling of alcohol was the largest source of profit for gangsters.

At 0:00 a.m. on January 17, 1920, the 18th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution, the Prohibition Act (also known as the "Volstaid Act"), came into effect.

Under this law, it is illegal to manufacture, sell or even transport beverages with an alcohol content of more than 0.5%.

It's not an offense to drink at home, but it's illegal to drink with friends or hold a drinking party, which carries a maximum fine of $1,000 and six months in prison.

In the United States, alcohol can only be purchased by people over the age of 21, and proof of age is required, and it can only be purchased in limited places.

After the implementation of Prohibition, many new products appeared on the American market, including an industrial alcohol from southern Africa, and the instructions for this industrial alcohol clearly stated that it was strictly forbidden to add drinking water to this kind of alcohol in a certain proportion, and the consequences caused by this had nothing to do with the alcohol itself.

This is all so clear that Americans with a strong spirit of exploration will not miss it.

In New York, the biggest smuggler is Jorginho, and much of the alcohol sold in Tony Downer's bar used to be purchased from Jorginho.

Hearing Thunder mention the wine, Camacho's face was ugly as if it had frozen.

Tony Donner stood in the corner of the living room silently, he didn't have the right to speak now, whether it was Jorginho's company or the umbrella, Tony Donner couldn't afford to mess with.

"Okay, Tony, I have to remind you, this is New York, don't do anything you shouldn't do." Camacho had no choice but to leave, not forgetting to threaten Tony Donner.

Tony Donner stared at Thunder with a blank eye.

"Don't worry about Tony, Southern Africa will protect you, if you want, the Southern African Navy will compensate you according to your actual losses, or you can also choose to go to Southern Africa, and our umbrella will compensate you for a new orange sky in Cecil Rhodes Square, the most prosperous city in Nyasaland City." Lei Ming is not worried, the so-called "mafia", for ordinary people enough deterrent, for multinational companies like umbrella.

Hehe, dare to provoke the umbrella, that Mr. Jorginho, let him be ruined in minutes.

Don't think that this is New York, the umbrella company will converge, as long as New York is still the king of capital, the umbrella company will be like a fish in water.

Before Tony Downer could speak, a scream came from the top of the stairs: "Promise this gentleman, promise him, we have offended Mr. Jorginho, even if we get the money, there is nowhere to go, to Southern Africa, to Nyasaland, children can receive a world-class education, what are you hesitating about?" ”

It's Tony Donner's wife, and she still can't rest assured that Tony Donner, who has been listening to the staircase just now, still holding a shotgun in her hand.

"Shut up and go back upstairs—" Tony Donner changed color in a huff.

Lei Ming smiled bitterly speechlessly, obviously a good thing, as if the umbrella was doing a lot of evil.

There was another knock at the door.

Tony Donner goes to open the door.

Outside the door was a federal government worker who had visited Tony Downer two days earlier.

When he saw the thunder, Director Field was slightly stunned, and the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back alive.

"Hello, Director Field—" Thunder said gracefully.

"Hello, Mr. Thundering—" Field's expression was ugly, and although he didn't know why Thundering was here, he could guess it.

"Looks like you have something to talk about, should I come back later?" Field was pretended, without the slightest intention of saying goodbye.

"No, Director Field, I'm Mr. Tony's lawyer, and it's the same with me about anything." Lei Ming quickly changed his identity, and it was seamless.

After all, Tony Donner is going to sue the British delegation next, and it is normal to find a lawyer.

But the lawyer of the umbrella company-

It doesn't seem to be a very good choice.

"Tony, is that so?" Field suspected that Tony Donner was threatened, and looked at Tony Donner with a very stern gaze: "If you are threatened, then say it directly, the federal government will always be your strongest backing!" ”

"No, no, no, I didn't, Director Field, I didn't, Ray was indeed my lawyer." Tony Downer made the smart choice to get a maximum of $2,000 with the federal government, and with Southern Africa, Tony Downer could get at least $20,000, or a brand new bar.

Or a bar in Cecil Rhodes Square in Nyasaland Lo, where the value of the bar is estimated to be similar to that of a bar in Manhattan.

"Alright then, Tony, what are you thinking about?" Field is helpless, American lawyers are a group of vampires, very difficult, and Field has a bad premonition.

Sure enough, as soon as Tony Donner spoke, he startled Field: "Director Field, I'm not going to accuse the British delegation, the fire at the Orange Sky Bar was entirely due to Doyle's mismanagement, he was about to mix a cocktail with flames, and accidentally started the fire-"

Tony Donner is unbelievable, anyway, Camacho just said that Kenny has been disguised by Cama into a sack and thrown into the Easter River, and there is no proof of his death.

"Tony, what you say is legally responsible." Field didn't expect Tony to change his mind, and so thoroughly.

"Of course!" Tony Donner's voice trembled again, and his attitude was unwavering.

"Have you forgotten what you said at the police station?" Field was furious, and there were Tony Donner's transcripts in the police department.

"I was dizzy, and it was the police at the police station who made me say that, which was not my intention." Tony Donner flatly denied that for the sake of him working so hard, the umbrella should be a little more generous.

"You bastard—" Field's hands trembled.

"Director Field, are you threatening Mr. Tony?" Thunder is eager to try, oops, a lawsuit with the U.S. government sounds challenging.

"Good, good—" Field departed angrily.

Tony Donner slumped in his chair.

"Honey, you're amazing, I'm so worried about you, you're amazing-" Tony Donner's wife rushed down from the stairs, holding Tony Donner with tears in her eyes.

Tony Donner's children cowered at the top of the stairs, timidly watching Thunder not dare to go down the stairs.

"Tony, pack up your things and come with me, I'm worried that the safety of you and your family will be threatened, you will temporarily live at the headquarters of the Umbrella Company and return to Southern Africa on a warship in Southern Africa in a few days, you have made the right choice today-" Thunder wants to take all Tony's family away, so as not to have too many nights.

"Is that right—hopefully—" Tony Donner smiled wryly, he didn't want to do that, he had no choice.

"Of course it's true, my sister's family is in Los Angeles, and she wrote to us a long time ago, sent us a telegram, hoping that we could go to southern Africa, and I wanted to go to southern Africa for a long time—" Tony Downer's wife was delighted, and she had been longing for southern Africa for a long time.