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Chapter 84 Ma Hong is doing bad things
Rafael and Oscar also sat down.

In front of Roy, everyone drank half a glass.

The Night Gang boss Rafar snapped his fingers in the air, and a bunny girl came over with a tray with a bulging brown paper bag on it.

Rafar took the brown paper bag and waved his hand.

The bunny girl turned and left.

"Boss, this is this month's..."

Roy took the paper bag, touched it casually, and roughly guessed how much money was in it.

"Boss, a total of thirty thousand dollars."

Roy nodded and patted Rafar on the shoulder:

"Not bad!"

Rafar continued:
"Boss, according to your previous instructions, we seized two streets in the motorcycle gang's territory. After the death of the three Hector brothers, basically no one could manage those two streets. Now we have taken over the business there, and the share of money in the future will be even more."

"You're doing well. Keep grabbing territory from the biker gang. If anything goes wrong, I'll handle it for you. Just go ahead and do it boldly. You need to quickly expand your gang."

"Don't worry, boss. Our Night Gang has now taken control of four city blocks, and the number of members has increased exponentially. So far, there are almost 4 of them."

Roy patted Rafar on the shoulder again, and clinked glasses with Oscar and Rafar respectively, expressing his satisfaction with their performance during this period.

"Boss, I have promoted Oscar to the second in command of the Night Gang..."

Before Rafar could finish his words, Roy's phone on the table began to vibrate. Looking at the vibrating phone, Roy picked it up and opened the cover.

The call was connected and Ma Hong's voice came from the receiver.

"Roy, this is Mahone, I want to talk to you..."

"Talk? What to talk about?"

"I think we should meet in person. It's so noisy over there. Is it convenient in the club?"

After a brief thought, Roy replied:

"Sure, ShowGirl, come on."

After hanging up the phone, Roy put his arms around Isabella's slender waist, clinked glasses with her, and drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

[Drinking: Alcohol resistance +1]

About forty minutes later...

After showing his FBI ID, Mahone, wearing a black suit, entered the club. He glanced at the tables and finally stopped his eyes on Roy who was waving at him.

Rafael and Oscar gave way and walked away tactfully.

"sit down!"

Mahone sat down.

Isabella poured Mahone a fifth of a glass of whiskey.

Ma Hong drank it all directly...

Roy asked:

"looking for me?"

Mahone looked at Roy and said:
"I'm a little confused and want to confirm with you."

"Oh? What's the doubt?" Roy looked at Ma Hong.

"It's about the motorcycle gang. Our group has been following Gonzalo Neville. Hector, who died some time ago, was Gonzalo's deputy. I originally had two undercover agents under Hector, but now... you know..."

The Gonzalo Neville mentioned by Mahone is the leader of the Brooklyn Motorcycle Gang, and Hector is just one of his deputies. So far, although the motorcycle gang active in Brooklyn has been severely damaged, its foundation is still there, and there are still nearly 200 people active in this area.

Recently, the Night Gang has been competing with them for territory.

This was obviously not Ma Hong's purpose.

He continued:
"Did you know that the father of the three Hector brothers is also dead?"

Hearing this, Roy opened his eyes wide:
"Their father died too? How did that happen? I don't know."

[Lying: Lying ability +1]

"Roy, why do I feel like Hector and his father's death have something to do with you?"

In fact, it is no wonder that Mahone suspected that the three Hector brothers were killed by Roy. Their father was burned to death that night. All this was too strange.

Mahone knew that someone had called 911 to report the incident.

Roy smiled and said:

"Do you suspect that I killed Hector's father?"

"You are indeed suspected, but I know you must have an alibi. Don't worry... I'm not here to check on you. I've said... our story is over. I just have this doubt in my mind. Thank you for killing Hector and avenging Jenny. Cheers..." Mahone raised his glass...

The two clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp.

Roy smiled and said nothing.

After drinking several cups in a row, Ma Hong was a little drunk.

Seeing Ma Hong drinking by himself, Roy guessed that he must be worried, and then asked:
"What's wrong with you? You seem to be worried."

Ma Hong looked up at Roy and laughed at himself:
“I’m selling my house…”

"Selling the house? What happened?"

He took another swig of whiskey.

Ma Hong shook his head and sighed helplessly:

"A few days ago, my ex-wife's mother called me and said that my ex-wife had a rare disease and needed to be treated in a private hospital. Your sister has been hospitalized in the Presbyterian Hospital for a long time. You know the cost of a private hospital... I need a lot of money, a lot of money."

Hearing this, Roy's eyes lit up...

at the same time……

An uninvited guest came to the strip club.

Kane Gibery's face appeared near the bar.

He scanned the field, finally fixing his gaze on Roy.

Kane felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity when he saw Roy's back.

Kane stepped forward:

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, let me see who I met in this strip club?"

Kane's voice reached Roy's ears and he looked up.

This idiot...

Kane smiled and said:

"A police officer was consuming at a club run by gang members. Let me guess, was the police officer acting as a protective umbrella?"

Kane saw Ma Hong's profile and was immediately shocked:
"Alexander Mahone? Why are you here too?"

Mahone looked up at the arrogant Kane and ignored him.

"convenient?"

Kane sat down without waiting for Roy to speak.

He poured himself a glass of whiskey, took a big sip, turned his head to look at the drunken Ma Hong, and smiled:

"Senior Agent Mr. Mahone, do you want to recruit Roy as well?"

"What?" Mahone didn't understand what Kane said. He didn't know what happened to Kane and Roy.

"Roy, I didn't expect that even the FBI is interested in you. You stole the show in the battle at the warehouse. Don't you really consider coming to my Special Investigations Division?"

"Deputy Director Kane, you are still haunting me. The IRS came to the police station to investigate my tax issues. Was it you who did this?"

Roy's words caught Mahone's attention.

Mahone looked at Roy:

"Is the IRS checking your taxes?"

"Yes, but I don't have any problems with my taxes."

"Roy, don't talk nonsense." Kane would naturally not admit in front of Roy that he was the one who hired the IRS auditor.

The half-drunk Mahone immediately sobered up a little. He looked at Kane, then at Roy. From their words, Mahone could tell that there was a conflict between them.

The conflict led Kane to report Roy's tax problems.

But Roy was fine.

Fortunately, I didn't report Roy...

He knew very well that he had suffered too much at Roy's hands.

Mahone said to Kane:

"Yes, I came here to recruit him, too. He said that if I could beat him over a drink, he would join the FBI, but... I failed. If you think you can drink well, you can give it a try..."

Kane smiled...

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