Chapter 2876: My Treat!

Ye Chen's ferocity and killing intent made Antonio tremble all over.

And Ye Chen's words made him even more terrified, because he knew that Ye Chen only said he wouldn't kill him for now, but whether he would kill him or not depended entirely on his mood.

Thinking of this, he cried and said to Ye Chen with snot and tears: "Mr. Ye, today was really just a small misunderstanding between us. Now you have broken my knee, and I have paid a painful price. I hope you can look at my sincere attitude and not hold it against me... I really know I was wrong..."

Ye Chen smiled: "Look at you, why are you crying? Sicilian men shed blood and sweat but not tears. You are crying like this in front of your daughter, are you worthy of the elders of Sicily?"

Antonio felt ashamed.

Although he often hung the spirit of Sicilians on his lips, in the situation where he was pointed at by a gun and had already been shot, he only wanted Ye Chen to let him go. At this time, he didn't care about any Sicilian spirit. As long as Ye Chen could spare his life, he would be willing to take off his pants and run from here to Manhattan Central Park three times.

People who have been quite successful in a certain field rarely fear death.

Don't look at Antonio who also grew up through fighting and killing to today, but he was no longer as brave and fearless as when he was young.

When Antonio was young, he was just like those fourteen or fifteen-year-old young gangsters. He was penniless at home, hadn't enjoyed a good day, and couldn't even afford a taxi when he went out to hack people. He could only carry a machete and take a bus, and he had to escape the fare when taking the bus.

This kind of person didn't even understand what the meaning of life was. He lived just to take the bus to hack people, and if he died, he could at least lie in an ambulance once, so even if the knife was on his forehead, he wouldn't be afraid.

However, Antonio hacked and killed his way to today step by step. When he became the biggest Mafia boss in New York, he was the most afraid of death.

His bravery would only be shown when he absolutely crushed the other party. For example, ten minutes ago, he thought Ye Chen was just an ant, and he could crush him at will, so he was completely fearless.

However, when he was in an absolute disadvantage and might lose his life, his bravery had long since disappeared.

In order to survive and suffer less, Antonio could only cry and say: "Mr. Ye, if you are still not satisfied, I am willing to pay you five million US dollars as a little token of my heart..."

Ye Chen smiled and asked him: "Antonio, how much money do you have in total?"

Antonio's expression was panicked, and while dodging Ye Chen's eyes, he stammered: "I... I... I have about tens of millions of US dollars in assets..."

Ye Chen raised his pistol, pressed the muzzle against his right cheek, and sneered: "I don't understand, are you afraid of death, or are you afraid of spending money?"

Antonio trembled, and hurriedly changed his words: "No, no... I said it wrong... I said it wrong! Mr. Ye, I... I have about hundreds of millions of US dollars..."

After saying that, Antonio hurriedly added: "But most of them are real estate..."

Ye Chen looked at him coldly, and suddenly pulled the trigger in his ear. The huge vibration made Antonio's right ear buzz. He didn't know if it was the vibration of the gun or some other reason. He only felt his ear go numb, and before he could come to his senses, he felt a hot current flowing along his ear to his cheek and chin.

He was shocked and touched it subconsciously, only to find that his right ear had been shot away!

The Beretta pistol produced in Italy has always been the light weapon that the Italian-American Mafia is most proud of, and the powerful muzzle kinetic energy of this pistol is indeed extraordinary. It didn't shoot through Antonio's right ear, but directly shattered it into slag.

Antonio covered his ear and screamed desperately. Julia also covered her father's ear with her hands, crying and angrily questioning Ye Chen: "Are you crazy?! Are you a fascist?!"

"Fascist?" Ye Chen smiled: "I am a Chinese, how can I be a fascist? Unlike your father, this great Sicilian man might have some relatives with Mussolini."

After saying that, Ye Chen looked at Julia with a sharp expression and scolded sharply: "This lady from Sicily, I advise you to be objective. It was your father who wanted to kill me first. Just now he wanted to pull the trigger on my head, and you saw it all. If I didn't have some ability, I would have already become a disfigured corpse. Although I gave him two shots, I haven't taken his dog life yet. Compared with him, I am already too merciful!"

Julia was speechless for a while.

She also knew that this matter was entirely her father's fault, and it was also him who wanted to kill first. To some extent, this was self-inflicted.

However, this man who was shot twice was her father after all, so she could only bite the bullet and say to Ye Chen: "Although he wanted to kill you, no matter what, he didn't hurt you at all! But you broke one of his legs and one ear! Compared to that, you are a fascist!"

Ye Chen looked at her and asked indifferently: "Do you think what you said is objective?"

Although Julia was guilty, she still pretended to be firm and said: "Of course it's objective!"

"Good." Ye Chen nodded expressionlessly, the muzzle of the gun swept across Antonio's face, and he pulled the trigger again!

Bang!

Antonio only felt that what had just happened was repeated on his left ear. He reached out and touched it, and found that his left ear was also full of blood. He almost collapsed and cried: "My ear! My ears are all gone!"

Ye Chen looked at him, then looked at the terrified Julia, and said indifferently: "If I hear you say another half-sentence to excuse your Mafia father, I will break his four limbs. If you continue to quibble for him, I will chop him into pieces and feed him to the dogs. By then, you can watch him being eaten by the dogs while continuing to accuse me of being a fascist."

Antonio was so scared that he almost fainted. Hearing this, he cried to Julia: "My good daughter, from now on, don't say anything..."

Julia was also extremely afraid. Hearing her father say this, she could only nod repeatedly and didn't dare to say another word.

Ye Chen didn't pay attention to her, but questioned Antonio: "Are you going to tell the truth now, or continue to lie?"

Antonio was extremely terrified and cried: "I'll tell the truth... I'll tell the truth... All my assets are about two billion US dollars... About a quarter of this is real estate, a quarter is various fixed assets, another quarter is in the form of cash, deposits, stocks, and trusts, and the remaining quarter is all drugs and various smuggled goods..."

Ye Chen sneered: "With only two billion, what are you hiding? Are you afraid I'll rob you?"

Antonio shook his head subconsciously and blurted out: "No, no, I didn't mean that..."

Ye Chen pulled Qiang Zai to his side, looked at Antonio, and asked: "Introduce yourself, this is Qiang Zai. He opened a roast goose shop in Chinatown. There is a gang called the Burning Angels that collects three thousand US dollars a month from him. What is the relationship between this Burning Angels and you?"

"They have no... with me..." Antonio subconsciously wanted to excuse himself, but before he could finish, he suddenly realized that this might be the reason why Ye Chen came to him!

That is to say, Ye Chen had long known his relationship with the Burning Angels!

Abramovich on the side also completely collapsed!

He cried in his heart: "F*ck, what kind of bad luck did I have! Ye Chen is clearly here to trouble Antonio today. How could I happen to come to Antonio's place today! If I had come half an hour later, maybe Antonio would have been dead, and I wouldn't have to offend Ye Chen, let alone get shot..."

Antonio was scared silly at this time. He never expected that Ye Chen was deliberately staging a play at his own door today. The real purpose was to settle accounts with him!

Thinking that he had already been shot three times by Ye Chen, if he continued to quibble at this time, maybe he would be shot again, so he could only tell the truth: "Mr. Ye... I'll tell you the truth... This Burning Angels is a small gang I control below... Although they are loyal to me, I really didn't know they were blind enough to offend you. I hope you give me a chance. I'll call the boss of the Burning Angels over and kill him myself to give you an explanation!"

Ye Chen looked at Julia again and asked her: "Did you see clearly? Who is the fascist who wants to kill people at every turn? Your father wants to kill others to please me for his own survival. You say it yourself, is such garbage even a human? Not even as loyal as a dog."

Julia was too ashamed to raise her head, while Antonio hurriedly explained: "Mr. Ye... I... I also wanted to vent my anger for you and this Qiang Zai..."

Ye Chen ignored him, but asked Qiang Zai: "Qiang Zai, how much money can your shop earn in a month?"

Qiang Zai said: "Mr. Ye, the shop can earn at most four thousand US dollars a month, because there is rent to pay, dishwashers to hire, and someone needs to be hired to help during the day. The Chinese Gang also needs to pay a protection fee, so four thousand US dollars is the limit..."

Ye Chen nodded, looked at Antonio, and asked: "Do your Mafia like to take 75% of others' profits as protection fees?"

Antonio shook his head repeatedly: "No, no... there might be some misunderstanding here... it might be a decision made by the Burning Angels without my permission..."

Ye Chen waved his hand: "I don't care about these. From now on, Qiang Zai will be the boss of the Chinese Gang. You local gangs must also pay 75% of your profits to him as protection fees! Not a penny less! Do you understand?"

Antonio's eyes widened, but he didn't dare to say a word of "no" when the words reached his lips.

He only wanted to survive the current difficulty, so he could only nod and say: "I understand... Mr. Ye, don't worry, I will personally hand over the monthly protection fee to Brother Qiang in the future..."

Ye Chen waved his hand: "You don't have this opportunity. If you perform well today, a ship will take you and Mr. Abramovich out of New York alive tomorrow morning. As for the protection fee, you can let your daughter pay it on time every month. But if you don't perform well today, you won't live until tomorrow."

Antonio asked in horror: "Mr. Ye... where... where are you sending me and Abramovich?!"

Ye Chen said casually: "To Syria. A friend of mine has set up a war experience summer camp there. You two can go and experience it. Transportation is included, food and accommodation are included, and there are war experience projects to participate in. You don't have to pay a penny, my treat!" ===== CHAPTER 2877 =====