Chapter 1075: Justina's Revenge

Vegas.

Justina has been investigating the death of her husband Paul for several months. Recently, he has found some evidence.

The New York gang, those guys from Sicily, set up the so-called five big families out of their own cleverness.

Justina has definite information to prove that Colombian drug lords had contact with these families, just before Paul's accident.

In fact, in the wars between New York gangs in recent years, gang vendettas are not uncommon.

Especially last year, first the boss of the Magano family was killed, then the son of the boss of the Kolobo family was killed, and then the five major families went to war.

These were all caused by drug lords from Colombia. Some of the five major families did not agree with being involved in drug trafficking, so they went to war because of their interests.

But this is not what Justina cares about. What he wants to find is the traitor, the murderer and the behind-the-scenes instigator who killed Paul.

She had found the betrayer, Paul's driver, who happened to be ill that day and was in the hospital when the explosion happened.

Justina never touched him, but kept him by her side, showing a very trusting look.

And now she has also found the people behind the scenes, the damn Genovese family, they are the most enthusiastic about washing powder business among the five major families.

After Justina took over Paul's power and changed her husband's previous style and started to operate laundry detergent, the Genovese family sent someone to contact her.

"Tommy, now is the time to need you." Justina said to her most trusted assistant and her husband's most trusted assistant in her villa.

"You will receive good news soon... Do you need to tell Mr. Charlie?" When he went to New York to do something, Tommy only cared about Charlie's thoughts.

"Tommy, he doesn't meddle in this anymore, his hands are clean, have you forgotten?" Justina chuckled softly.

"If he gets his hands dirty again because of your pretensions, then that's when you need to worry."

"Understood." Tommy nodded and left, and what Justina said was clear enough.

"Vincent, how is your life in Vegas?" After Tommy left, Justina looked at Vincent who was sitting silently on the sofa.

"Very good, boss." Vincent's performance was a little restrained, and his achievements and qualifications were far behind Tommy's.

"You have done a good job during this period. In the future, I want to continue to entrust you with the business in Vegas. I believe you will not let me down."

Vincent has been in charge of the Vegas casino business for three months, and his performance is very good, bringing in new business sources for the casino.

Shows such as singing and dancing, musicals, etc., Justina likes his ideas, because the casino's revenue continues to grow.

Vincent combines casino with nightclub and bar culture. He is a very thoughtful young man. Justina likes smart people.

"Has anyone ever told you that you're handsome?" Justina said with a slightly ambiguous tone, holding a slender lady's cigarette, her legs curled up elegantly.

"These are not businesses, ma'am." Vincent said with a faint smile.

"You can go." Justina raised her finger to indicate that she had finished speaking.

New Year, New Year's Eve.

Tommy appeared in Manhattan, accompanied by two professional gunmen,

It is very accurate to describe it as a killer or a gun.

Because their task is to give the target a shot when they get the order, that's why they say this.

"Did you find him?" Tommy met his connector near Wall Street, not far from Chinatown.

"His barber shop on Fourteenth Street is actually a small casino behind it, and Tang always likes to play a few games in it."

"Very well, this is yours." Tommy handed him a paper bag, and patted him on the shoulder to express his gratitude.

"Tommy?" An uncertain voice called from behind.

"Li...haha, Bentley, it's great to see you." Tommy laughed and walked towards Li Xiaobin, but he was not happy at all.

He didn't want to be recognized, and it would be best if no one knew he'd been in New York, which seemed impossible now.

"When did you return to New York, why didn't you come to the restaurant?" Although Li Xiaobin came to America, he still retained the enthusiasm of the Chinese.

"Vacation...I'm here for vacation, New Year's Eve, New York feels better." Tommy was eager to get away, and made an excuse.

"That's great, come with me, we are celebrating, let's take a picture together!" Regardless of whether Tommy petitioned or not, the enthusiastic Li Xiaobin dragged him to the front of the hotel.

slap...

After a few photos, Tommy was finally able to get away, and took a taxi with two of his men to the fourteenth district.

"Go and see, is he still there?" The three of them appeared opposite the barber shop, and Tommy waved his head to his subordinates to signal him to go in and have a look.

Fortunately, Don was still inside.

"He's lucky today, he pushed a lot of chips on the table." The subordinate who came back said with a smile.

"It's yours." Tommy threw away the cigarette and stared at the barber shop across the street seriously. He would never be distracted when he was working.

The two subordinates were smoking cigarettes, talking about the recent game, how much they lost and how much they won on the small gambling table opened in Vegas.

"Shut up, he's out." Through the glass of the barber shop, Tommy saw Don, and his expression looked happy because he had won a lot of money.

"Tang, let's go have a drink. Today is a good day to celebrate." Tang's assistant and confidant opened the door of the barber shop for him with a toothpick in his mouth.

"Of course, we... who the f*ck are you?" Tang scolded, frowning when he saw the tall man suddenly blocking the door.

Puff puff……

There was a soft sound of the balloon running out of air, and Tang's expression was frozen on his face, his eyes were full of anger and fear.

He wanted to reach out and grab the tall man in front of him, but the strength in his body completely disappeared.

"Thank you, this is yours." Seeing Tang's chest soaked in blood, Tommy reached out and smiled at Tang's assistant who was holding the door.

"You're welcome, it's my turn now, be careful not to get hurt too lightly..." The assistant didn't even look at Tang who was dying on the ground, and leaned against the wall to signal Tommy to hurry up.

The boss died, he must be injured, otherwise how would he explain to the rest of the family, not to mention that the other party said they would support him as the new boss of the family.

"Of course." Tommy smiled and held up the bloody knife.

puff……

The blade pierced straight through his neck. The assistant opened his mouth wide and grasped unconsciously with both hands, but he was firmly fixed on the wall.

"Let's go." As the three of them disappeared, the woman's sharp cry pierced the night sky.

The news of Tang's murder made it onto the front page of the news the next morning, but the word 'family' was not included in the headline.

So far, the so-called mafia and families have been collectively referred to as "gangsters" in the outside world. No one knows the mafia committee and the five major families, except their own people.

And anyone who wants to expose this secret will evaporate.

At this time, people still value loyalty, especially for gangsters who value honor, honor and loyalty are inviolable.

No matter what they think in their hearts, at least act like it.