Chapter 182 Hotel starts

Henry Pope refused simply and neatly. Isn't it nonsense to let serious criminals go out to fight in some bullshit ring?

Who will bear the responsibility if something goes wrong?

No one can say this. Although he has heard of Sean's name and knows how powerful he is, there is no need to discuss this matter!

"It's $50,000 for one person to play a game!" Sean didn't seem to hear him and directly bid. "It depends on them how many games they can play."

"I..." Henry Pope was about to open his mouth to refuse, but was held back by the $50,000 price tag.

"One person, 50,000 per game." Jonas took the calculator on the desk and walked to the warden and pressed it quickly, "We will calculate it as if you can find 5 people, one person per game.

, you can get $250,000!"

"If someone wins and continues to fight, then you will earn more, 300,000, 400,000, 500,000, it's all possible!"

"It doesn't matter if they were injured. If they were caused by a fight in the prison, then it was caused by a fight."

"Could it be possible that someone else beat him? They are criminals and have never been out of prison, right?"

"Everything is false, only Franklin is true!"

"Think about it, those green little cuties are flying in front of you." Jonas stretched out his hand and gestured in front of Henry Pope. "You can reach them as long as you stretch out your hand."

"There is nothing to hesitate about. Do you have the heart to let them slip away?"

"Think about it, you lost $500,000."

"Oh my god, I would be so heartbroken that I would die on the spot." Jonas clutched his chest, looking heartbroken.

Henry Pope seemed to feel the same way, no, to be precise, he was the one who really felt sorry for him.

Of course Henry Pope knew who Sean was. After all, he managed criminals. How could he not know who the actual controller of the underground forces in New Jersey was.

He had no doubt that Sean would lie to him.

"But, it will be difficult if they run away!" Henry Pope's voice became hoarse at some point.

"Don't worry, how is it possible? My protection is much tighter than yours. How can I run?" Jonas sneered, "I told them to run, they wouldn't even dare!"

It may be difficult for the police to find fugitives, but for Sean, in New Jersey, there is absolutely no way to hide who he is looking for.

"But the prosecutor's side."

"Don't worry, no one will know." Sean assured with a smile.

They are just a few serious criminals. Even if something goes wrong, even if he dies, Sean will have a way to cover it up.

"Xing, I agree!" Henry Pope gritted his teeth, blushed and said thickly.

Hundreds of thousands, it was so delicious that he really couldn't refuse it.

Sean didn't say anything else. He turned around and took Jonas away, getting on the plane. Then Sean said, "Arrange someone to take care of it."

"Don't worry." Jonas gestured. The boxer was found for the gang below. If there is a problem, it will naturally be handled by the people below. It has nothing to do with them.

The bottom line is that the people below are not doing their job well.

"The prison can only deal with emergencies. If we want to continue to do this for a long time, we need to become more professional here." Sean thought for a while and said: "Send people to the gangs that have done well, summarize the experience, and then

Promote it to all gangs.”

"Tell them not to think about hiding anything. To make this industry bigger requires everyone's efforts."

"In addition, I will go back to find some experts in sports medicine. You can send us the training methods and other information we have summarized, and let them see which ones are reasonable and which ones are unreasonable. We need to be scientific."

"I know." Jonas nodded.

After helping the people below find some "good players" who can be used casually without feeling distressed, Sean asked Jonas to submit the list of players from each gang.

The organizer of this event is a team that used to engage in boxing matches in New Jersey. The leader is named Wallet Leopold. They are responsible for the planning of the competition system, grouping, refereeing, etc.

After the player list is reported, the Wallace team will immediately send someone to understand the situation of the test players, and then arrange the game according to the situation.

Whether this underground boxing match will be popular or not depends entirely on the first few games, and the arrangements must be meticulous.

The team here began to arrange games, and Sean also began to attract people to watch the games.

First of all, Gilbert agreed to trade shares in the Peace Hotel last time. Therefore, Gilbert was considered one of the bosses, so he naturally agreed happily and also took the initiative to invite other people who might be interested.

Then I contacted Marvin and Robert's gang of dandy kids. These second and third generation guys are all big players. They like all kinds of exciting projects the most. They all like this kind of underground boxing matches that involve fist-fighting.

The most important thing is that these people have money. They watch the matches and place bets. This is the money they mainly make from boxing matches.

This is followed by some partners.

Finally, after thinking about it for a while, Sean called Old Man Huang in Chinatown.

In the past few days, under Yuri's instigation, an Italian gang from the surrounding Italian District, South American District and the Fancy Jewish District had conflicts with the F Qing Gang.

After several battles, the F Qing Gang suffered considerable losses.

Not to mention, Yuri should have benefited from the police and stabbed the F Qing gang at the critical moment.

This shows how bad Yuri is!

Yuri:s(｀ヘ;)ゞ

Sean was going to invite Old Man Huang over to comfort him.

Five days later…

A car is coming from all directions, and there are only two entrances to the Peace Hotel.

When the car drove into the underground passage, it saw a security booth built inside the wall with only one door to the outside.

The door of the security booth is made of bulletproof steel plates, and an observation opening is covered with thick iron railings.

Inside the channel is not a common landing pole, but a steel anti-collision antlers.

The antlers are 1.5 meters high, the lower part is fixed on the rail, and the upper part is covered with 30 cm long ferocious barbs.

Marvin and several dudes came over at the same time with a group of people, all players, so they invited them over together, and Sean personally greeted them in the passage.

Everyone got off the car and had distorted and weird expressions when they saw the anti-collision antlers.

After Sean greeted everyone, he did not let the security booth open the antlers. Instead, he led everyone over and introduced: "To open these antlers, you need several steps."

"First, the person in the security booth must press the ground lock switch."

As he spoke, he walked over and pointed at a few iron pillars that were as thick as an adult's forearm and said: "Look, this is the ground lock. One end of the ground lock is buried in the ground, and the other end is stuck on the antlers. The purpose is to fix it. If there is a car and you want to force it,

If he breaks through, then even if he hits at full speed, unless he can break all these iron pillars, he will never be able to break the antlers."

"I think even tanks don't have this kind of collision force." Sean said quite complacently and continued: "After that, the people in the security booth continued to press the motor switch, and the motor will pull the two antlers toward

Move on both sides to clear the road so that vehicles can pass."

"Don't even think about threatening the people in the security booth. Bulletproof steel plates are used here. Of course, if artillery or RPG is used, there's nothing I can do about it!"

"How is it? Is it safe enough?" Sean raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The person in the security booth pressed the floor lock switch. With a 'click', the floor lock fell. Then the sound of the motor sounded, and the antlers were pulled into the wall.

Marvin, Robert and others looked at each other. To be honest, they were really dumbfounded and didn't know how to comment for a while. After a while, Robert looked at Sean as if he was a pervert and exclaimed: "Fuck Fuck

Yes, don’t tell me you are doing this to protect yourself from the police, I feel your thoughts are very dangerous..."

Police:!!!∑(Дノ)ノ

For a moment, Robert couldn't find any adjectives, "This is so damn safe."

But isn't it safe? The underground vault exits of several super banks in Manhattan are not so perverted.

This is too much punishment.

Well, if we don’t let people in, there really isn’t much the police can do!

Of course, if a tank comes in and uses artillery to clear the way, it will be another matter.

The group of people finally entered the underground garage through this abnormal entrance. The underground garage was very large. Everyone got out of the car and walked towards the elevator under the leadership of Sean.

However, what everyone saw was not an elevator, but a door. When the door opened, there was a 20-square-meter room. At the other end was a metal passage more than one meter long. At the end of the passage was the elevator door.

There were two heavily armed security guards standing next to the passage. Marvin and others pointed at the metal passage with confused and curious faces, "What the hell are you talking about?"

"The dangerous goods detection device is similar to the one at the airport. I customized it, and the detection is more stringent than the one at the airport." Sean grinned: "With this thing, whether it is a firearm, a camera, a pinhole lens, or an eavesdropping

All hazardous items including electronic products will be inspected."

Sean winked at a few people, "So, you can play whatever you want inside, and you don't have to worry about leaving any audio or video evidence. Of course, safety issues can also be guaranteed."

"Unless you meet the kind of 'master' who can kill someone with a toothpick in the movie, there is no need to worry about safety!"

"Of course, even if there is such a person, he can't escape!"

Having said this, a sneer appeared on Sean's lips, "Where I am, even God can't open a window for them!"

"Hiss..." Marvin and the others looked at each other, something strange gradually revealed in their eyes.

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They are the ones who love playing most and have the most capital to play. However, due to their identity restrictions, they cannot appear in public at all.

To be honest, it’s always two or three generations of familiar people playing together. After a long time, it’s really boring.
To be continued...