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Smitty felt old Paton's hand getting harder and harder, and he didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly replied, "No, I won't." I won't let you down, Mr. Parton. I assure you, absolutely not. ”

Hearing Smidty's answer, Old Parton said with satisfaction, "Good fellow, I'm sure you won't. As long as you work hard, we won't treat you badly. ”

With that, Old Parton let go of Smitty's shoulder, turned around, and said, "All right, Smitty, go to the warehouse before you go home tonight, okay? Meet my assistant, he has something for you." ”

Smithy breathed a sigh of relief and asked with some uncertainty, "Do you want me to go tonight?"

"That's right, just tonight. Then before you go home. After saying that, Old Patton beckoned to the butler, and asked the butler to send Smith over.

Smithy did not dare to hesitate at the slightest time about Old Paton's explanation, and after coming out of Paton's house, he went directly to Paton's warehousing company.

At the Parton Warehousing Company, Red Parton was already waiting at the door, and when he saw him, he welcomed him in.

Of course, Red Parton wasn't an assistant to the elder Parton, and his qualifications weren't enough. Laparton's assistant is also the number two figure in the entire Gotham City Irish gang, not to mention Red Paton, and even Rasti are far behind.

"We're here!" Red opened the elevator door, the dim light flickered in the corridor, looking a little gloomy, Red pointed to the light in the depths of the corridor, and said to Smitty, "Okay, that's it, just walk over there." ”

Here, Smitty felt uncomfortable all over his body, swallowed his saliva, and asked a little nervously, "Do you want to go straight?"

"Yes, go straight. Looking at Smidi, who was walking inside with some hesitation, Red couldn't help but shake his head, what the hell is this? He shouted at Smidty's back, "It's okay, just go straight." Hey, Handy, he's in your hands now. ”

"Mr. Smith, it's a pleasure to meet you. A black figure suddenly flashed out of the way, and Smidty was so frightened that he quickly stopped. The dark shadow beckoned to Smith and said, "This way." ”

Smidi settled down, and then walked towards the end of the corridor, where there were rows of wooden boxes, and a black figure stood on the entrance of the corridor waiting for him. The light shone from behind him, blurring his whole person.

It wasn't until Smitty was completely out of the corridor that the black figure shouted to Red Parton on the other end, "Alright, Tommy, I'll take over from here!"

Under the light, Smidty finally saw the black figure clearly, only to see that he was dressed in a dark yellow suit, with gray hair and a wrinkled face, it was the right-hand man of Old Paton, the second leader of the entire Gotham City Irish gang, Old Handy.

Old Handy didn't greet Smidi either, and said directly: "If I'm not mistaken, your wife is not small." ”

In this environment, seeing old Handy, Smitty was a little nervous, a sharp mouth seemed to be stuck, and said a little stiffly: "She's a little ...... Somewhat fat. ”

"Uh-huh!" Old Handy nodded, turned around and took a mink coat from a row of hangers behind him, unfolded it and said to Smidty, "What do you think of this, is she wearing it properly?"

Even with Smithy's eyesight, he could see that it was a good dress, nodded and said, "Okay, I think it's okay." ”

"That's good, that's good!" said old Handy, draping his mink coat over Smidt, "this is our thank-you." ”

Smidty obviously didn't understand the meaning of old Handy's words, and asked a little in a circle, "How much does this dress cost?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Old Handy's face changed instantly, and he said with a cold face: "I said that this is a little bit of our mind, are you stupid?"

After speaking, Old Handy stopped saying a word, pointed to the direction of the door to Smitty, and almost said "Get out".

Many of these things in the warehouse were smuggled from abroad, and some really good things were intercepted by the Irish gangsters and used to pay benefits to their own internal members, or to some high-ranking officials in the government.

The sentence Smitty just asked was really inappropriate, and it annoyed old Handy with one sentence. In fact, it's no wonder that he, over the years, although he has been John O'Bannon's most trusted deputy, but for the entire Irish gang, he is just a little minion, until he took over O'Bannon's class, he has some right to speak.

When he got here, Smitty could only leave in a sneer, but when he got home, he couldn't help but get excited.

This mink coat, although it was worth a lot of money, he was not unaffordable, and what really excited him was the information revealed by this incident, and it was clear that old Paton, and indeed the entire Irish gangster, had begun to trust him.

Although Smitty, who had always been insecure, finally breathed a sigh of relief, especially after he learned that Smitty was the murderer of Eupmanon.

After a few glasses of wine, Smidty couldn't help but play the music, and he couldn't help but jump along with the excitement himself.

Behind him, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and a very beautiful plump woman stood in the doorway, wearing the mink coat and only the mink coat, looking at Smidty with a smile.

"Oh my God, Ray, this is so perfect, I can't believe it's so soft and so beautiful. The woman walked up to Smidty's side, and pressed the mink coat in front of Smitty to spin non-stop, and the large white skin on her chest stimulated Smitty's heart to be horny.

"It's beautiful, it's beautiful, and so are you. Smidty walked up to the beautiful woman, caressed her cheek with one hand, and slid the other from her mink coat to her chest, tasting it slowly. At the same time, he kissed her lightly on the lips, and Smidty suppressed the excitement in his heart and said, "I said everything would be fine, right?"

"Hmm. The glamorous woman replied softly, pushed Smitty down on the sofa, and said coquettishly: "Now you will have something good to do soon." ”

After saying that, the beautiful woman hugged Smidty and kissed each other intimately, and after a long time, the two separated. Seeing that there was something not quite right with Smidty's expression, the beautiful woman couldn't help but say, "Ray, I love you very much." You know, right?"

Smithy nodded vigorously, pointed to his chest, and said excitedly: "I told you, it is a wise choice to follow me, I will not be a waste for the rest of my life." ”

"You've never been a wreck. The woman gently soothed Smidty and whispered, "You just don't have the right opportunity." ”

"No, I used to be a wreck. Smithy was very emotional, and it was clear that he had a lot of stories with this woman, and even some unbearable pasts. If an intelligent person were here listening to their conversation, it would be easy to think of the death of Eupmanon.

The woman didn't speak again, she had already gagged Smidty's mouth with a gentle tongue, and the mink coat on her body also slipped down at this time.

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