Beautiful Man

Ding!

The oven heating is over.

Jason opened the oven door, and a scent came out.

"Pizza is getting hot. While I'm eating pizza, go and say goodbye to Lisa and the two children, and put on your Armani suit."

Paul looked up in surprise. In his memory, Jason was not a person who likes to talk to each other.

Jason put on heat-resistant gloves and took out the baking tray: "You have been with me for six years. I want you to be more decent before you leave."

"Thank you."

Paul wiped the tears off his face and walked slowly to the bedroom.

Go, your heart is still hesitating, but family and relatives will give you the courage to face death.

Looking at Paul's back, Jason sneered and took a big bite of pizza.

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Master bedroom.

Lisa lay on the crib, humming a small nursery rhyme, and the two children smacking their lips and sleeping soundly.

Paul sat down by the bed and looked at the little faces of the children reluctantly, his heart full of regret and sorrow.

"My dear, what's wrong with you?"

Lisa noticed her husband's abnormality.

"It's okay, I'm going to go to the house in a moment, and go to work with the boss." Paul stretched out his big hand and gently stroked the child's head.

"Is it dangerous?"

"I can handle it. The child will be handed over to you before I come back."

Lisa felt that the words were full of parting, and she frowned to ask for clarity.

Before she could speak, Paul suddenly hugged her and sniffed hard, trying to remember the smell of her.

A few minutes later, Paul let go of her: "My dear, please help me take out that suit."

Lisa was confused by his actions, but went to the closet and took out the suit.

Putting on a brand new suit, Paul looked at himself in the mirror and asked: "Is it really like a monkey?"

Lisa wanted to say something to him daily, but she suddenly changed her words.

She stepped forward to help tidy up her bow tie: "No, you look very handsome."

Paul smiled, lowered his head and kissed his lover hard.

His lips separated and he walked slowly to the door and stopped.

I was brewing in my heart to say goodbye, but when the matter came, I didn't know what to say, so I looked at Lisa affectionately.

"Goodbye!"

In the living room, Jason is sitting on the sofa eating pizza.

"So fast, no longer stay a while?"

Paul's expression became extremely firm: "No, let's go!"

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Leaving the apartment, Jason got into Paul's Ford car: "Did you know that there is a Chinese restaurant in Hell's Kitchen?"

"I know, you took me there. It tastes good, but it's too spicy."

"I don't know the goods. There is no Chinese restaurant in New York that serves Sichuan cuisine. There is this restaurant that is authentic."

Paul looked at his watch: "At this point, the restaurant is closed."

"Not to eat, you drive into the alley at the back of the restaurant."

"Ok."

After the car started, Jason took out his cell phone and made a call based on the memory in his mind.

The owner of the phone is a black market businessman, a well-known black market businessman in New York with hands and eyes open to the sky.

Guns, ammunition, hi grass, women, real estate, cars, intelligence...

As long as you have money, you can buy almost everything from him.

Jason is his loyal customer. He bought the standard guns in the Manhattan apartment and the military grenades from him.

After five rings, the phone was connected.

"Hey! Mr. Morgan, don't bother you to sleep with the chick."

An old voice came out: "Ha ha ha, Jason! I guessed that you bastard was not dead."

"You, an old Jewish dog greedy and lustful, didn't die. How could I die first."

"God, Kim didn't really deserve to sew up your stinky mouth. Come on, what can you buy from me so late?"

"Hmm... how many C4 plastic explosives do you have?"

Paul's body trembled slightly.

"C4! God, are you crazy."

"Don't talk nonsense, make an offer."

"Uh... there are five C4s in the warehouse. If you want them all, count you 300,000."

"Okay! I'll take it all. The place of the transaction is the back alley of the Chinese Restaurant in Hell's Kitchen. This time the situation is quite special and you need to come in person."

"What! Please give me a reason to leave the arms of beautiful women in the middle of the night?"

"Man, I have a reward of 3 million dollars on my head. I can't believe in outsiders."

"You guy is really troublesome, just this one time is not an example. By the way, how do you set the code?"

"Just three long and one short."

"Okay, I will deliver it myself in an hour."

"By the way, one more question, is Miss Morgan okay?"

"FUCKYOU!"

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Jason hung up the phone with a smile, and Paul couldn't help asking: "What do you want me to do? Why do you need C4 explosives?"

"Blood debts, my target is the Russian Mafia."

Paul suddenly realized that his face became very ugly: "Human bomb!"

"Why, scared?"

"..."

Jason comforted: "Compared to tortured death, this method of death is completely painless. I don't understand what you are afraid of? Think about your family."

Paul sighed: "I'm not afraid, let's talk, what do you want me to do?"

"Very good. You called Vladimir in a moment and said you found my hiding place and asked him to gather all the Mafia."

"Then, how do I enter the Mafia station?"

"Because of the failure of yesterday's mission, you are worried about Vladimir's command ability, so you must lead this operation."

"Vladimir is an arrogant fool. He will not agree."

"Rest assured, as long as he can avenge his brother, he will agree."

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Fifteen minutes later, the Ford car drove into the Hell's Kitchen and stopped at the back alley of the restaurant.

The car stalled, Paul had already prepared a good talk and dialed Vladimir's phone.

"Dududu...Hey!"

"Vladimir, this is Paul."

"Who? Oh, I remember, you are the dog beside Jason."

Paul frowned and said sarcastically: "It seems that Mr. Vladimir is in a bad mood. It's no wonder that Jason killed more than 20 of his subordinates, and even his younger brother was beaten up by him. Who is it? I'm not in a good mood."

"Paul, yes, I remember you, when you kill Jason, it will be your turn next."

"Oh, kill Jason? Do you know where Jason is?"

"..."

Vladimir was speechless.

"What are you trying to say when you call?"

Paul said: "I used to be Jason's confidant and knew where he was hiding."

"what!"

The voice on the other end of the phone became flustered: "Tell me the address, you can pay as much as you want."

"Money, I don't need it. You just want to ask you, what do you want to do after you get the address?"

"Of course it was brought to death by that bitch."

"What? I want to die dozens more subordinates."

"The last time it was an accident, I can definitely kill him this time."

"Sorry, I don't trust you. If you really want to know Jason's address and want to avenge your brother, you and your men must obey my command, otherwise he will be in trouble."

There was no reply on the other end of the phone, and Vladimir was obviously reluctant.

Jason smiled and motioned to Paul to stay calm.

After another moment, a voice came from the phone: "Okay, I agree, what do you want me to do."

Paul secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Assemble all your subordinates immediately, bring all weapons and ammunition, including heavy weapons, and let me know when everything is ready."

"Understood, let me ask one last thing, you used to be Jason's subordinate, why..."

"Stupid question, who do you think betrayed him!"

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