America: Starting with the Last Liberty

Chapter 101 Eastern European Charm (4K)

Rosen had no idea that Blake and Daisy were talking about him behind his back, but even if he did, he probably wouldn't care.

Girls sometimes have very risqué topics, which are not much different from what boys talk about.

Rosen originally intended to have lunch with Blake before taking him back to school, since Blake didn't have classes that morning.

However, after receiving a call from Swifa, Rosen had to abandon this option.

Last night, Svefa mentioned that the female assassin wanted to meet with Rosen at noon to confirm business matters.

In addition, Rosen stood Swifa up last night, so he had to make some promises, including extra interest when paying the "reward".

Sigh, it's really tough for Lawson!

The meeting place was set in a coffee shop, where Lawson was now stirring his coffee idly.

The appointed time was fast approaching, but Rosen still hadn't seen the female assassin.

This made Rosen frown.

Logically speaking, people in the assassin profession should be very punctual and shouldn't be late.

"Excuse me, is this seat taken?"

Suddenly, a woman in a red dress walked over and greeted them.

Rosen was lost in thought and didn't notice anyone approaching, but he could smell a faint fragrance.

"Excuse me, I have an appointment."

After instinctively refusing, Rosen finally looked up and sized up the person who had come.

Before me stood a tall, hot, and beautiful woman with a pretty face that looked like she had Eastern European features, but what caught my eye most was her dazzlingly white cleavage.

Well, even though Rosen had witnessed Svefa and Black's strength during this time, he still had to marvel at this woman's extraordinary abilities.

But no matter how beautiful this woman was, Rosen couldn't let her sit down; he had important business to attend to!

However, the woman in the red dress ignored Rosen's objections and sat down directly.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Eva Korykosova."

(Eva Korykowskiva, played by Vic Creek)

Rosen frowned, then a possibility came to mind.

"You were introduced by Svefa—"

"Yes, you must be Mr. Rosen?"

Rosen nodded, then his expression turned strange.

The woman in front of me is so beautiful, and she has such a great figure. I don't know why she would be so foolish as to become an assassin.

Is it because assassins earn more?

Anyway, Lawson couldn't quite understand it. With his looks and physique, he could probably earn more money making movies without risking his life.

However, that's their business, and Rosen doesn't need to worry about it. He got straight to the point.

"Ms. Korekosova, I think Svifa has already explained the general details of the mission to you, hasn't she?"

Eva rested her chin on one hand, staring intently at Rosen with a particularly strange look in her eyes.

"Yes."

"I'd like you to provide close protection for a lady for about a month. This might be different from your usual job, but the price is negotiable."

Since it was Old Martin's money he was spending, Rosen didn't feel the pinch at all.

"Hmm! We can discuss the payment; I'll treat it as a vacation. But I have a question for you, and I hope you can answer it honestly."

"Go ahead and ask."

Rosen picked up his coffee and took a sip. The coffee had gone cold and tasted much worse.

"Did you sleep with Sister Svefa?"

"puff!"

Eva's words made Rosen lose control, and he spat out the coffee in his mouth.

Fortunately, Eva reacted very quickly, grabbing a magazine from the table to block most of the coffee, which shows that this woman's skills are indeed extraordinary.

"Sorry, sorry!"

Rosen grabbed a tissue to wipe Eva's face, but then felt it wasn't appropriate, given the differences between men and women.

Fortunately, Eva didn't seem to mind and took the tissues from Lawson to handle the hygiene issue herself.

"It seems I was right."

"Ahem! Ms. Korekosova, please don't make such jokes. Svifa and I are just friends."

Eva clearly didn't believe that.

"Hehe, a friend wouldn't let Sister Svefa do a favor. Your relationship with her is definitely more than just friendship!"

Eva's relationship with Svefa is clearly not ordinary; she even calls her "big sister."

Considering that the woman was from Eastern Europe and Svefa was from Sweden, and that they were both from Northern Europe, Rosen had no choice but to admit it.

"Well, I am indeed quite familiar with Lindsay."

Yes, we know each other so well that you know my strengths and weaknesses, and I know yours to a certain extent.

Eva playfully made a peace sign.

"I knew it! I had to take this news back and tell all the other girls!"

Eva was very excited and wanted to take out her camera to take pictures of Rosen and ask him some details about Sweefa.

Some of the questions were so bold that even Rosen felt a little overwhelmed.

For example, how often to duo queue, or how long to queue for each duo queue session.

Left with no other choice, Rosen had to forcefully steer the conversation back to his job.

"Ms. Korykosova, regarding the job I just mentioned—"

"I'll take it. As for the payment, you can give me whatever you think is appropriate. Anyway, I've already gotten Sister Svefa's favor."

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From this perspective, Svefa's favors are indeed very valuable.

Since Eva said so, Rosen didn't stand on ceremony and prepared to take Eva to Bonanno Manor.

"Aren't you going to test my abilities first?"

Although Eva doesn't look like an assassin from head to toe, she looks more like a supermodel—no, supermodels aren't this big, this size doesn't fit the traditional model look.

But Rosen believed that Sweefer wouldn't betray him.

"No need, I trust Lindsay, let's just go."

"Rosen, you're finally back!"

Sophia was probably used to sleeping with Lawson in her arms, so she couldn't sleep at all last night because Lawson wasn't there.

This was mainly because Sofia was under immense pressure from suddenly taking control of a portion of the Bonanno family's power.

However, when she saw that Rosen had also brought a sexy and beautiful woman, Sofia's expression changed instantly.

"who is she?"

"Sophia, let me introduce you. This is Ms. Eva Korykosova, the bodyguard I hired to protect you. Ms. Korykosova, this is the person you are responsible for protecting, Sophia."

"Hello, Ms. Sofia."

Eva reached out her hand to Sofia, but Sofia clearly didn't trust such a beautiful woman who had suddenly appeared next to Rosen.

"Rosen, you say she's a bodyguard, but who can she protect looking like that?"

Rosen looked at Eva with a somewhat helpless expression.

"Ms. Korekosova, Sofia seems a little skeptical of you. Why don't you demonstrate?"

"Show it off? Sure."

After saying that, Eva charged towards the wall in her high heels like a female leopard, using her explosive power to stomp several steps on the wall before unleashing a powerful roundhouse kick.

This is the kind of exciting action you only see in action movies, which made Lawson applaud.

"It's absolutely perfect!"

Even professional stunt performers need to be suspended by wires to complete such difficult stunts.

Eva completed the entire feat in one go without any protection, which demonstrates just how skilled she is.

So-so.

However, because of the bad first impression, Sofia still didn't think Eva was a good bodyguard; she just thought that this woman had fooled Rosen.

This also stems from Sofia's deep-seated insecurity and fear that the man she likes will be taken away by someone else.

After all, Eva's figure and appearance are indeed outstanding, absolutely no less than Sofia's, so Sofia naturally feels a sense of inexplicable crisis.

This left Rosen somewhat helpless. Just as he was about to say a few words of advice to Sofia, Eva suddenly spoke up.

"Mr. Rosen, leave this to me. It's better for women to handle matters between themselves."

"Um, are you okay?"

"Of course! This isn't the first time I've dealt with troublesome clients."

That's true. People who hire professional assassins are usually politicians or wealthy businessmen. These people are all shrewd and cunning, and dealing with them would definitely be very troublesome.

Moreover, collecting final payments is a very troublesome matter for assassins, as many clever individuals will try to evade payment in various ways, just like those clients.

However, Eva's words only made Sofia more dissatisfied.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Let's go inside and talk; it's really inconvenient to do it here."

"good!"

The two entered the study, and Eva immediately saw through Sofia's idea.

"Actually, you don't need to worry about me stealing your man. I just agreed to someone else's request to protect you for a month while on vacation. You really don't need to treat me as a rival."

Eva was referring to Swifa. She was also a little curious about the relationship between Rosen and Sophia, but since Swifa had used her connections, she was determined to do things well.

Sofia, however, thought Eva was referring to Rosen. Her expression softened upon hearing Eva's words, but she still managed to offer a rebuttal.

"What rivalry? I don't understand what you're talking about!"

Eva stared into Sofia's eyes for a moment, then shook her head.

"Say what you will. I'm just doing this for money, and we'll most likely never see each other again."

This attitude reassured Sofia a lot, and she was finally willing to accept the female bodyguard.

Afterwards, Sofia had a guest room arranged for Eva, and then she went to the study to talk business with Rosen.

"Rosen, I had someone investigate St. Martin's Bank. There was indeed a large sum of money flowing into the bank last month, but the family members couldn't find out the specifics."

Mafia members generally don't have high levels of education. Francis, who is a lawyer, is already considered a top talent. That's why Old Martin values ​​him so much and made him the family's strategist.

Unfortunately, ambition, once it takes root, is more terrifying than cancer cells.

"It's indeed difficult to get the Mafia to investigate this matter. Has Francis still not spoken up?"

"Yeah, Black Sonny interrogated Richie all day yesterday, but he still won't say anything."

"This is troublesome. It seems we need to prepare for the worst."

"What are your plans?"

Rosen did not answer Sophia; it was better for her to know less about some things.

How much liquid capital does the family have left?

"It can only last until next month at most."

"Are you that nervous?"

"The main problem is that these past two months have been quite chaotic, which has affected the family business —"

Once a landslide begins, the speed increases rapidly, and the Bonanno family seems to be exhibiting this trend as well.

It's clear that Sofia is very worried about these things and can't sleep at night.

Rosen could only hug Sofia to comfort her.

"Sophia, relax, I'll think of something."

After Sophia recovered, Rosen approached Francis Rich again.

Francis now looks much more disheveled, with many bruises and wounds all over his body, and even his fingers are twisted and bent, which looks painful.

"It's you again!"

Francis glared at Rosen, clearly still remembering the ambiguous relationship between Rosen and Sophia earlier.

Rosen walked up to Francis with a smile, took out 15 cigarettes and handed them to him.

Francis certainly didn't want to accept Rosen's offering, but he was in pain all over, and nicotine could at least alleviate some of the pain, so he shakily used his intact finger to pick up the cigarette and put it in his mouth.

Rosen took out a nuclear-powered lighter and helped light the cigarette.

Francis was somewhat surprised when he inhaled 15 cigarettes and his pain vanished instantly.

"Did you put something in the cigarette?"

"No, this is just cigarettes made with a secret Eastern formula that can relieve pain."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter if they added something, I don't have many days left to live anyway, adding something will just give me a good time."

Francis was certain that Rosen hadn't added anything to the cigarettes, because his mind actually cleared up after smoking them, though he still put on a self-deprecating act.

If a person is not even afraid of death, then there is indeed nothing that can threaten him.

"Francis Richie, let's make a deal. You hand over the money, and I might secretly let you go."

Francis sneered as he looked at Rosen.

"Let me go? What trick are you trying to play? You release me one minute, and then have someone else kill me the next? I'm not some kind of fool who can be easily fooled."

"What if we send you to the FBI?"

"It's no use, I'm still doomed even if I go to prison."

Francis was very clear-headed; he knew he was in a dead end and could only live one more day at a time.

"Don't you want to change things? You're only 28, so young! Your life shouldn't end here!"

Rosen began to play the role of the Joker, using the power of words to soften Francis's will.

These words did have some effect; Francis fell silent, and his eyes became unfocused.

Francis didn't come to his senses until the cigarette in his hand burned out.

"Could I have another cigarette?"

Rosen then pulled out a 15-yuan cigarette and handed it to Francis.

Francis took a deep drag on his cigarette and looked at Rosen with a dejected expression.

Do you think I have a future?

"Maybe, who knows? But if you give up like this, your life really will come to an end."

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Francis's eyes flickered, and he gave Rosen a strange smile.

"I've placed all of the Bonanno family's gold, bearer bonds, and stocks in the vault of the San Martin Bank. Only I can retrieve these items in person. Do you dare to try?"

That's definitely out of the question. Once Francis arrives at the San Martin Bank, he could break free from the Bonanno family's control at any time.

"I'll think of a way."