While the storage company was in the process of handing over power to the Irish gangs in Lower Woods, Rasti was sitting alone in the bar, staring at his glass, thinking about what those people would say at the convention.

A middle-aged man in a suit and leather collar sitting on the side, holding an apple martini in his hand, looked at Rasti for a while, and saw that he had been looking at his wine glass, and couldn't help but say, "Hey, man, are you going to drink it, or are you going to stare at it all night?"

Rasti, who was interrupted from his contemplation, not only did not have the slightest anger on his face, but asked with a smile, "What's your name, friend?"

"Ed, what about you?" the middle-aged man looked at Rasti with an interested expression and introduced himself in a low voice.

"It's your business. Rasti suddenly cursed, and then he asked as if nothing had happened, "What are you doing, Ed?"

Listening to Rasti's tone, Ed suddenly felt uncomfortable all over his body, he barely squeezed a smile and replied, "I'm in the advertising industry." ”

Rasti nodded lightly, and then asked expressionlessly, "Then do you have a wife and children?"

"Yes, I have an eighteen-year-old son. Ed regretted talking to Rasti, a man who was always inquiring about other people's privacy.

Hearing Ed's answer, Russ suddenly raised his head and glanced at Ed, then he got up from his position, walked to Ed's side, and said softly: "When you go home tonight, I want you to hug and kiss your son, and then thank God for letting you escape." Will you do this for me, Eddard?

Faced with Rasti's forced gaze, Ed swallowed hard, nodded with some difficulty, and said, "Yes." ”

After Ed said this, Rasti continued to stare for nearly half a minute before turning and leaving the bar. At this time, Ed dared to look back at Rasti's back, let out a long sigh of relief, raised the martini in his hand and took a sip, and the person was relieved.

After leaving the bar, Rasti returned to the billiards room and met Red Parton in his office.

As soon as he saw Rasti, Red felt a great headache, especially when he saw the expression on Rasti's face, he couldn't help but ask, "Who died?"

"I'm just going out for a walk and clearing my head. Rasti looked at Red and shook his head slightly, he was not crazy, why kill people casually.

"Oh, is it?" Red was relieved to hear Rasti say this, but he said in a cold voice, "This trouble is really out of control, Rasti. Not to mention their meeting tonight, I just heard that bastard Mulden came to the office and had a long talk with your father. ”

"Oh!" Russ asked, unexpectedly calm, casually, "do you know what they talked about?"

"How do I know?" Red looked at Rasti with a disgruntled look on his face, and said, "Maybe it has something to do with you killing those half of the people, I guess your father must have confessed to you." So, Rasti, all you have to do is get out of the city quickly. If Mulden catches you, you'll go back to jail. Squat again, this time it will be longer. ”

"Sounds like you're trying to get rid of me, Uncle Lei. Rasti looked at Red, his face already sinking.

"I'm trying to save your life, Rasti. Red stared at Rasti without showing weakness, and said in a deep voice: "Let me keep an eye on the affairs here, you go out and hide for a while, and when the limelight passes, you will come back." Okay?"

"Will you keep an eye on me?" a sneer suddenly appeared on Rasti's face, and his gaze fell on Red's body, and suspicion suddenly rose.

"Absolutely. Red didn't notice the slight change in Rasti's expression, and then persuaded, "You go out and hide for a month, go to a warm place, bask in the sun, my God, take your woman, Kaye, call me in a month." Give me a call and I'll tell you if it's okay to come back, okay?"

Red looked at Rasti with a concerned expression, and every word he said seemed to be genuinely thinking about Rasti. At this time, the trace of doubt in Rasti's heart was finally suppressed, he nodded lightly, and said, "Okay, you tell me then, goodbye, Uncle Lei." ”

With that, Rasti gave Rader a deep look and turned to leave the office. Seeing that Rasti finally listened to him, Red picked up the wine glass on the table, took a sip, leaned back in his chair, and tilted his head back with a smile on his face.

Not long after Rasti left the billiard room, a man dressed in black, holding a pistol with a silencer, came to the outside of the billiard room, and this man was the old Paton's butler, the monk.

The monk carried the pistol behind his back, and no one in the crowd outside the billiard room noticed this. He pushed open the door and walked into the billiard room, there was only one person guarding the three-meter-long corridor, and when he saw the monk coming in, he quickly got up and was about to speak, but was suddenly shot by the monk's muzzle.

The monk strode into the billiards room, and at this moment Red was happily playing billiards with five or six of his men, and he didn't notice any of this.

The monk didn't say a lot, he just raised his gun and killed, "whoosh, whoosh" There was a burst of gunshots, and five or six people were shot by the monk before they could take out their guns, leaving only Red, who was standing in the middle of the house, panting and pale.

Red swallowed, looked at the monk tremblingly, and struggled to speak, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

The monk didn't speak, all he answered was a bullet through his heart, and his back as he left when he had done everything.

An hour later, the monk reappeared, walking in front of the elder Paton, out the back door of the storage company, and into Paton's exclusive Cadillac. Sitting in the car, old Paton couldn't help but sigh and said to the monk: "It's funny, monk, the fathers are always obsessed with leaving something for the younger generations, they make money, open taverns, do business. I always felt like Rasti was going to stand by and stay away from all this crazy stuff, and then start to learn to use his brain. But he never used his brain, and he only got crazier and crazier. ”

"You still have Gary, sir!" said the monk in a rare voice, and whispered a word of persuasion to old Paton.

"No, no, no. Old Parton shook his head and said with some emotion, "Gary...... Gehry was a smart kid who went out and moved to California, damn California when he was young. ”

"Can't you persuade him to come back?" asked the monk, looking at old Paton, with some confusion.

Old Parton suddenly said angrily, "I don't want him to come back, I want him to stay outside." All he had to do now was take care of Rosemary. ”

"I know. The monk nodded, and replied, "She's the one who really knows how to deal with all this." ”

"Hehehe!" Old Parton laughed, and said with some smugness, "She's the smartest of these kids, so I want her to stay away from these, I want her to stay in California, I want her to go to college, I want her to have a good life, not a mess like us." Let's go, go find Rasti. May God forgive me, today is too bad to kill my own brother and son. Alright, let's go. ”

"Yes, sir. With that, the monk turned around and turned the car keys, and then there was a bang, and the entire Cadillac suddenly turned into a ball of fire.

(End of chapter)