Hearing Alvin's threat, Black Bear was a little uncertain and surprised. He knew his boss was indeed going to his Long Island villa to rest today, but the fact that Alvin also knew was a bit terrifying.
Trembling, he pulled out his phone from his pocket and dialed his boss.
Alvin considerately took the phone, put it on speaker, and held it up to Black Bear's face.
"This is Jensen!" a greasy, slick voice came through.
"Boss, it's Black Bear," Black Bear said hoarsely.
"Oh~ What's wrong with your voice? Did the nightclub girls drain all your energy? Haha!"
"Boss, are you at your Long Island villa, taking a shower?" Black Bear asked cautiously.
"Do I have to tell you every time I take a shower? Black Bear, are you crazy?"
"No, Boss, do you remember I told you I was coming to negotiate with Alvin from Hell's Kitchen today? I mentioned it to you.
He's the one who knows all your business," Black Bear said anxiously.
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, as if someone was talking to someone nearby.
"What exactly is going on?" the voice on the other end said in a deep tone.
"It's Alvin. He's negotiating with me, demanding that we kick out all his students and minors from our gang and anyone associated with us."
"Ha, who does he think he is? Even the mayor of the Big Apple wouldn't dare say such things to me! Black Bear, are you an idiot? Kill him, or else who will fear us in the future?"
Black Bear was silent for a moment, then whispered, "Boss, all my men are finished!
I'm only calling you because Alvin knows your location and what you're doing. I'm very worried~~~"
Before Black Bear could finish speaking, gunshots rang out from the other end of the phone. At first, they weren't very clear, but they gradually became clearer and more intense, a volley of gunshots coming through the phone.
Black Bear looked at Alvin in terror, and said in despair, "You haven't even talked to my boss yet! This isn't according to the rules, we can still talk!"
Alvin was also puzzled. He had originally planned to have his crow teach Bloody Jensen a lesson if the negotiations didn't go well. But what was with the gunshots on the phone? Something seemed off.
He turned to look at JJ, who was staring at him with a resentful look, complaining, "Boss, you could have let me go, there's no need to find others!" It was as if Alvin had found a mistress behind his back.
Alvin stood up and kicked JJ, "What the hell is going on?"
Black Bear, like a fat maggot on the ground, dragged his noodle-like legs, twisting and howling in despair, "Alvin, boss, you can't do this, we haven't finished negotiating, we agree to your demands, stop, stop quickly!"
Alvin ignored Black Bear and communicated with the crow again. Then he saw a perverted idiot with a target tattooed on his head, holding a machine gun and slaughtering everyone in Bloody Jensen's villa.
Then he understood. This was all done by that fat bastard Kingpin! It was likely no one there would be alive!
Since that was the case, Black Bear was useless. He motioned for JJ to knock Black Bear out to spare him some pain.
Alvin took out his phone and called community police officer Michael.
"Hello, Michael, this is Alvin."
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"Yes, I want to report a crime. A group of thugs tried to attack my pet, but my pet scratched them. You need to get a few ambulances for me."
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"Of course, at this hour, what ambulance would dare come to Hell's Kitchen? I could only call you."
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"Trouble? No trouble. I've settled things with them. I believe these guys won't come looking for trouble again."
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"I suggest you hurry up. Ambulances in the Big Apple might be very busy today."
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As Alvin stood by the roadside waiting for the ambulance, a long-nosed school bus drove up from a distance.
Alvin checked his watch. It was nine o'clock. The senior students' evening self-study class was over.
The bus stopped at the restaurant entrance. The door opened, and Gavin got off, cautiously looking at the strong men lying all over the ground. He bowed to Alvin from a distance, called out, "Hello, Principal!" and then quickly darted into the apartment building across the street.
The driver was a guy who looked like a Mexican serial killer. He grinned like a cannibalistic pervert, and through the open bus door, he shouted to Alvin, "Need any help?"
Alvin looked at a group of children of varying sizes, their faces pressed against the bus windows, staring at the horrific scene, their eyes a mixture of "fear" and "worship."
He waved his hand, signaling the ugly driver to leave quickly. The driver cackled in acknowledgment, then closed the door, honked twice, and turned to the kids on the bus with a sinister grin before driving away.
Facing the children's screams, which could be heard from afar inside the bus, Alvin shook his head. Who would believe that the fierce-looking driver wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken, and the Remington under his front windshield never had any bullets?
This guy was a school bus driver Alvin had hired according to his own standards.
Drivers at other schools were amiable middle-aged uncles, but the only hiring standard for drivers at Hell's Kitchen Community School was to look like a hardened gangster, otherwise, they couldn't control these unruly kids from Hell's Kitchen and the street punks.
This guy was an exception. Although he wasn't very brave, he had the face of a psychopathic killer.
Alvin hired him exceptionally, and he drove the most dangerous route in Hell's Kitchen.
His name was Domingos Wagner, a Mexican undocumented immigrant.
After waiting a while longer, four ambulances, escorted by a police car, pulled up in front of Alvin.
Michael and Scott first got out to inspect the scene. They found that, except for Black Bear, who looked quite miserable, everyone else was pretty much fine; at least no one had lost their life.
Their injuries, in a place like Hell's Kitchen, were really not a big deal.
Breathing a sigh of relief, Michael waved for the doctors and paramedics from the ambulances to get out and start their work.
A curvy black female nurse in a nurse's uniform flirted with JJ while working, completely disregarding the lives of the gang members on the ground.
She simply and efficiently directed the burly paramedics to lift them onto the ambulance like livestock.
"Hey~ Temple, why don't you just go get a room with JJ? I can reimburse that scoundrel for the room fee. Next time, don't mess around in my storage room. I have a daughter now, so you little bitches better watch yourselves."
The hot nurse Temple gave Alvin the middle finger and blew a kiss to JJ, then made a phone gesture and sped off with the ambulance.
Michael and Scott nodded to Alvin as a greeting, then drove off, escorting the ambulances to the hospital.
JJ stood beside Alvin, his hesitant expression making Alvin uncomfortable. Facing the guy's strange look, Alvin impatiently said, "What is it?"
JJ fidgeted, thought for a moment, and said, "Boss, do you have someone else outside?"
What kind of question was that? "Someone else?" What was the situation when a burly man asked a strong, handsome young man if he had "someone else outside"?
Alvin kicked JJ in the thigh, then gave him the middle finger, cursing, "Speak properly, or I'll make you suffer."
JJ didn't get angry after being kicked. He patted the dust off his leg and said carefully, "Boss, for things like this, you can just tell me to do it. You really don't need to find other people outside. Those people might not be reliable."
Alvin shook his head helplessly and said, "What happened over there wasn't my doing, it was Kingpin's."
JJ didn't say anything, but just looked at Alvin with an obnoxious expression that screamed, "Don't try to fool me."
Facing this inexplicable injustice, Alvin said helplessly, "I wouldn't do something like killing an entire family, really!"