Chapter 960 (1/2)

New York, Midtown Manhattan.

Located on central street, 10th Street next to Lincoln tunnel, a brand-new American style building is located here.

Simple to the extreme, the red bricks are stacked together. Facing the main street are two doors made of mahogany, which are inlaid in a round door frame.

On the cuboid column of the door frame, it says: No: 22.

This rather mysterious building has never been opened since it was built, and no one knows what it is used for.

Even the people who live next door are curious about it, because no one has ever seen its owner except for the occasional appearance of servants or vans.

Moreover, its door has not been opened.

It's really mysterious that every time the servant or the goods are moved, they just open the side door in the lane on the right side.

Mid April 1944, today.

This building, which makes everyone passing by feel curious, finally opens the two expensive, noble and mysterious red gates.

The first to appear in front of the door were five steel monsters from the H series of aegis.

It's just that it looks longer and stronger than what's on the market.

A group of well-trained people in black, who just don't look easy to provoke, get out of the car, fish through the gate and disappear.

Soon they reappeared in front of the door. A brand-new red carpet was spread from the inside of the door to the outside of the curb, with gold pillars on both sides and red isolation strips between them.

The men in black stood by the red carpet, in the isolation zone, looking solemn as if they were waiting for something.

Journalists living in New York always have a keen sense of smell like a hound.

At the beginning of this mysterious building, they seemed to have some kind of speculation in their hearts, but they were not sure.

However, when we received the message about No: 22, we still showed that we attached great importance to it.

As a result, no one will be disappointed.

”Oh, my God, that's Andrew Mellon. I saw him in the paper... I knew, God...”

”Astor, it's Jonathan Astor IV. lens, where is the lens?”

”God, John Rockefeller is here. What's going to happen?”

Compared with the surprise of the reporters, the crowd who stopped was more likely to watch the excitement, and vaguely felt that something important was going to happen.

Because in just one hour, 10th Avenue was covered with luxury cars, and police were guiding the vehicles to turn around or make a detour on both sides of the road.

Rolls Royce is the most frequently parked on the road, followed by the H series, which combines safety, performance and comfort.

Finally, there are two Lamborghini vittori v8rs that have attracted countless eyeballs since they came out, even in the dark.

When they saw the L1 license plate on the front of the car, some people remembered the report a few years ago.

”Charlie Lee, that's the Chinese car... So, this is the mysterious Club 22... Yes, it must be.”

The people who guessed these jumped up with excitement, as if they had discovered some great secret.

In fact, Li Zi Tao knew nothing about these things, and did not mean to hide them deliberately.

He might be confused to know that someone would be overjoyed to guess that this is club 22.

Didn't the No: 22 on the wall tell them that?

”Andrew.”

”Charlie.”

”Uncle John, I'm glad to see you in good health.”