His blue eyes were deep and mesmerizing at first, but after looking at them for a long time, one would feel cold and emotionless.
Those who were familiar with Andy knew that he was a person who was as temperamental as the sea, cold and emotionless.
Before Wilson came, Andy controlled one-fifth of the detergent business in Los Angeles. This was the limit of what he could do. After all, other than the Japanese gangs, there were also local forces in Los Angeles.
Although these guys did not interfere in the detergent business, the problem was that those Hollywood stars and the poor women controlled by the Japanese gangs, where did their detergent come from?
In a restaurant in Los Angeles, Andy was eating his favorite smoked beef. This was a restaurant that specialized in meat. Their smoked beef was a crime, even more addictive than the detergent.
You only needed to take a bite, and the juicy meat would conquer your taste buds.
Andy liked this place. His biggest regret was that this restaurant did not provide takeout service, otherwise, he could eat smoked beef three times a day.
Andy put a piece of juicy beef into his mouth and took a sip of red wine. A look of satisfaction flashed in his eyes. Then, he turned to look at the muscular black man beside him. "Buzz, how's the contact going?"
Buzz, the black man's name, shook his head and said, "Boss Andy, the situation is a bit complicated. I've contacted my former subordinates. They're willing to help, but they need a sum of money. The crazy Wilson is not to be trifled with. He's killed a lot of people recently."
Andy shook his head and replied without hesitation, "It's nothing. Now is not the time to be saving money.
Tell your subordinates that as long as they kill Wilson, they can pay as much as they want.
How's the contact with Sir Falcone going? "
Carmine Falcone, the true leader of the underground gang in Los Angeles. His Excellency Falcone was the one who set the rules for the match between Wilson and Andy.
In Los Angeles, you could not know Sir Falcone, but you had to follow the rules set by Sir Falcone.
However, according to rumors, Sir Falcone's body was not as good as it used to be. After all, he had ruled Los Angeles for decades and was now an old man in his seventies.
No one knew what he was thinking, but Andy's eyes flashed with a sinister light.
In response to Andy's question, Buzz replied with a smile, "Sir Falcone agrees to the dinner invitation, but it will have to wait until the day after tomorrow."
Buzz thought that Andy would be very happy, but in fact, Andy frowned. A hint of gloominess flashed in his eyes, like a sudden storm in the blue sea. He sneered.
"That sly old fox. Tell him that I'll be waiting for him at Spago Restaurant the night after tomorrow. The California food there is pretty good. I remember that Mr. Falcone's wife is from California."
It was normal for Falcone to accept the invitation. What was abnormal was the timing.
Everyone knew that Wilson had lost his mind, and he believed that he would be back in Los Angeles by tonight. The old fox was telling Wilson that only one of them was qualified to invite him to dinner.
But all this was within Andy's expectations. If he wasn't confident, he wouldn't have come back.
He failed previously because he underestimated Wilson. After experiencing failure, Andy would no longer underestimate anyone. He knew very well that Wilson, who had no foundation, was like a bug that he could crush at will in front of him.
For example, the two tests by Owen and Lady Samantha fully showed how shallow Wilson's foundation was.
Andy didn't tell Buzz that he came back this time not only to kill Wilson, but also for more!
A hint of hesitation flashed in Buzz's eyes. He looked at Andy with hesitation, "Boss, the head chef of Spago Restaurant is very difficult to talk to. I heard that the seats there have been reserved for three months."
But Andy shook his head and said calmly, "Don't worry, after Wilson is dead, the head chef of Spago Restaurant will reserve a seat for you.
Would you like a piece of beef, Buzz?
I feel that Old Man Barry's beef is the best in the world. "
Buzz looked at the fresh and juicy smoked beef and swallowed his saliva. In the end, he shook his head, "Forget it, boss. I still have a lot of things to do."
Andy ignored Buzz's rejection and turned to look at the restaurant owner not far away, "Old Man Barry, are you sure you don't want me to take some of the beef?
I can pay you a lot of money. "
The restaurant owner, Old Man Barry, was a white man in his fifties. At the moment, he was processing the ingredients. Facing Andy's request, Old Man Barry shook his head, "Andy, you know that my smoked beef will only be given to my family.
You can take it, but I can't guarantee that I can still provide you with delicious beef. "
Andy sighed and a hint of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He swallowed the last mouthful of beef in satisfaction, "That's a pity."
After watching Andy leave, Old Man Barry sighed and dialed a number, "Wilson, is that you? You bad boy."
A minute ago, Wilson was eating pizza with Najini. The two of them had already finished seven boxes of 12-inch pizzas, and there were still five more waiting for them. However, as the phone rang, Wilson looked at the number, got up, and walked to the corner of the room.
He had a smile on his face, "Old Man Barry?
Why are you calling me? Don't tell me you prepared smoked beef again today. I took 20 pounds yesterday, and I still have the taste of it in my mouth. "
Old Man Barry laughed and patted his round belly, "You deserve it. Who told you to take it all?"
Wilson shook his head helplessly, "I can't help it. After all, it was Old Man Barry's smoked beef. I think God will forgive me."
Old Man Barry was stunned, and his expression was a little strange, "Because God knows you're eating Old Man Barry's smoked beef?"
PS: Gluttony, one of the seven deadly sins
Wilson nodded, and his voice was filled with joy, "Yes, that's right."
On the other side of the phone, Old Man Barry laughed, "You smooth-talking bad boy. Let me tell you something. Andy just came to my restaurant."
Wilson was stunned. He subconsciously clenched his fist, and the smile on his face disappeared. His round eyes flashed with a hint of killing intent, "Thanks, Old Man Barry."
Old Man Barry sighed, and he said with a little sadness, "It's nothing. This is the last thing I can do for Samantha. Those people deserve to die!"
After the short call, Wilson turned around and his expression returned to normal. Nagini swallowed a piece of pizza, and looked at Wilson, "What happened?"
Wilson was silent for a moment. He raised his head and looked at Nagini, "Nothing, Andy is coming back."
Nagini was stunned. His eyes suddenly sharpened, and his expression was gloomy. His whole body was filled with an unsettling atmosphere, "When?"
Wilson shook his head, his eyes flashed with killing intent, "Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow. At most, it won't be more than three days."
Looking at Wilson, Nagini licked his lips, which made him frown, "What else?"
Under Nagini's gaze, Wilson felt like he was being seen through.
He was silent for a long time. In the end, he shook his head and pulled out a few documents from the cabinet beside him. "There's nothing else. This is the target for tonight. Andy is coming back, so I have to prepare. I can't send you home tonight."
Then Wilson's eyes flashed with a hint of thinking, "Although I can't send you home, you can take a hundred dollars from my safe. You know the password, it's Lady Samantha's birthday.
Remember, you can only take a hundred dollars. I know how much money is in there. "
After saying that, he patted Nagini's shoulder.
With a body as sturdy as a wall, he drove away in his Ferrari with a twisted steering wheel.
Looking at Wilson's back as he left, Nagini sighed. He casually threw away the pizza in his hand. His slender fingers grabbed the gun parts beside him, and in the blink of an eye, they formed a Desert Eagle.
Wilson was very good at lying. His lies were almost flawless. Whether it was his expression or his state, it was as if it was true. Unfortunately, Wilson did not see Nagini licking his lips.
With his sense of smell fully activated, as long as Nagini was willing, no one in the world could lie in front of him.
There was only one reason why Wilson would lie to him, and that was Andy's return!
Otherwise, he would not have told him the password to the safe. Clearly, Wilson was going to make a big move tonight, and he was not completely confident.
In other words, Wilson was determined to die tonight.
But the problem was, although Nagini did not like Wilson, just like how Wilson would compromise for Lady Samantha, Nagini could not watch Wilson die!