Chapter 49 Was it murder or an accident?

At night, in the Bronx, in the most luxurious nightclub in the Carlson family's territory.

Deafening music, men and women twisting their bodies crazily, and the revealing and seductive performances on the stage, as well as the drug addicts in the corner who spent money to buy various contraband and were high.

George sat at the bar and ordered a glass of wine. While drinking it intentionally or unintentionally, he looked around for his target.

According to the information given by Leon, this nightclub controlled by the Carlson family is now managed by Carlson's youngest son, Carlson Jr., and Carlson Jr. comes here almost every night.

Carlson Jr.'s biggest hobby is women, especially young and energetic women, preferably those who have not yet entered society or have just entered society.

With his status, as long as he spends some money, a large number of young and energetic female college students are willing to accompany him, but he likes to have that sense of conquest.

So coming to his own nightclub every day is also to find prey.

Once he has a target, he will let his men take it back to his own exclusive room in the nightclub by force. If he is very satisfied, he will do it himself.

Even the craziest one was to perform in the middle of the nightclub dance hall in full view of the public.

Afterwards, as the heir of the Carlson family, the girl from an ordinary family with no background could only swallow her anger for the safety of herself and her family after being given some money and threatened.

If she dared to resist, she would be drowned.

Even some people with some background did not dare to confront the Carlson family head-on.

Those who really couldn't afford to offend the Carlson family also knew what this nightclub was and would never come here to play.

Those who came to his nightclub were either veterans, the group of people who came here to have fun, or young people who didn't know much about his nightclub.

They were too naive and stupid. Some were curious, and some wanted to meet a beautiful love in the nightclub, meet a tall, handsome and rich handsome guy, and spend a wonderful night.

However, the cruel reality would teach them how to be a person and let them understand that staying away from danger is the best protection for themselves.

"Here we go!"

Seeing a sturdy bald man at the door, walking into the nightclub with a group of younger brothers, and sitting in the exclusive luxury booth of the nightclub, George gradually stood up.

It was easy to kill Carlson, he could control the blade and cut Carlson's throat with one knife, but that was not what he wanted.

Because it would cause chaos, if it was not good, the senior members of the Carlson family would be scared and hide, and then things would become troublesome.

And the senior members of the thirteen families were assassinated one after another, which would also cause a sensation.

So if possible, it would be better not to be so direct, and to reasonably let these senior members die, making everything look like an accident, which is the result he wants.

He didn't want others to associate this with superpowers.

Even when he saved Leon last time, others thought that Leon killed Chebel on the rooftop himself, instead of having the help of this mysterious man.

"It seems that I'm lucky today and found a little top-notch."

Little Carlson had just sat down for a while when he found a satisfactory prey in the central dance floor.

She looks good, tall, and the key is her temperament. It can be seen that she is a novice who came here for the first time. She can't dance freely. She is probably still a student.

"Boss, she seems to be leaving. Do you want us to go over and tie her up for you?"

The younger brother next to him was very good at reading her expression and asked immediately.

However, Carlson put down his glass and waved his hand:

"I want to go in person this time. She reminds me of the girl last time. It's a pity that the girl committed suicide in the end. Otherwise, I could come more times."

"It seems that the boss plans to do it on the dance floor this time."

Hearing Carlson's words, the younger brothers also became excited. What kind of boss leads what kind of younger brothers, they are all the same kind of stuff.

Carlson got up and walked quickly into the dance floor, and stopped the girl in the noisy dance floor before she left.

First, there was a verbal teasing, and then he started to make moves.

The girl wanted to resist, but how could she be a match for the tall Carlson, and Carlson's threat also made the girl very scared.

As for the companions who came with the girl, they had been surrounded by Carlson's men and could not move.

However, just when Carlson was about to succeed, George in the crowd also came to the position closest to Carlson.

"Tarantella dance!"

A small blue light shot at Carlson inconspicuously in the colorful dance floor.

After being hit by the blue light, Carlson suddenly stopped his hands and his legs began to twitch uncontrollably, as if he was dancing a very difficult quick step dance.

And his younger brothers saw that the boss was actually excited and dancing at this time, thinking that the boss had some new tricks, and immediately cheered loudly for the boss's dance.

The girl whose clothes were torn half was also stunned, not knowing why the bully in front of her suddenly danced.

Even more confused was Carlson himself, because he himself didn't know why he suddenly danced.

"Legs stand still!"

The dancing spell was followed by the leg-locking spell. Carlson seemed to have accidentally tripped while dancing, and he fell backwards because his center of balance was unstable.

If he just fell, it would be nothing.

The key point is that when he fell, a nail on the body of a nearby gangster wearing a leather jacket with rivets suddenly broke and fell to the ground, rolling to the place where Carlson fell.

"Squeak!"

The nail pointed upwards and pierced Carlson's back of the head fiercely, bleeding profusely, and he died on the spot.

"He's dead! He's dead!"

For a moment, the dance floor was full of screams, everyone fled in all directions, and George quietly left the nightclub with the crowd.

The nail was naturally not an accident, but was controlled by his ability.

Two hours later, the grief-stricken old Carlson was in the dance hall, listening to the report of his men.

"Through monitoring and investigation, it can be confirmed that this was indeed just an accident, not a deliberate murder."

"I told him a long time ago to be restrained, but he just didn't listen, and he deserved it.

All those men who protected him should be sunk into the sea to feed the fish!"

Confirming that his son was not murdered, but died in an accident, old Carlson sighed, got up with a cane and left the nightclub.

The death of his son made him sad, but what troubled him more was the impact of the death of the heir.

Originally, his son was the heir, and the family leaders were willing to assist his son. Recently, they also took over some of the territory of the Chebel family. Everything was going in a good direction.

But now that the only heir is dead, the family leaders will definitely be ready to move. If he doesn't handle it properly later, the whole family may be in chaos.

At that time, everyone will want to compete for his position, which will definitely be ten times more chaotic than the Chebel family. If one thing goes wrong, he will have to pay for it.

"My health is not bad, I can suppress it. It seems that I have to quickly determine the new heir."