Chapter 444 Mr. Wilson is very happy, he discovered a new secret!
Las Vegas.
This is the largest city in Nevada and is known as the "Entertainment Capital of the World" and the "Wedding Capital".
Tourists from all over the world gather here to tempt people with shopping, delicious food or exciting, adrenaline-filled casinos.
However!
The good days are gone forever.
People from all over the world are immersed in such celebrations. This is a night of great changes, and the world collapses.
The originally luxurious life completely collapsed with the outbreak of the Three-State War. As one of the cities in Nevada, the closest state to California, Las Vegas has seen a crazy increase in population in a short period of time.
This is completely different from previous tourists.
Now.
Whether it was the busy streets or the dark alleys, they were all crowded with people who had been thrown out of the underworld.
certainly.
In fact, not only Las Vegas, but also other cities in other states close to California are also filled with crowds at the moment.
Falling from the sky.
"Refugees from three states" from different places have now completely occupied this place, and even local organizations are trying their best to regulate order.
pity.
How can it be so easy to solve the chaos and the various troubles that are intertwined with each other?!
Conflicts, contradictions, cries, gathering of professionals, all-pervasive reporters, military takeover, including gunshots that ring out from time to time...
The entire city was in complete chaos compared to before.
…
Las Vegas.
Looking at the chaos that was completely different from the liveliness when I came here in the past, this is really familiar yet strange.
"ah!"
"I almost forget the last time I came here."
In the crowded streets, surrounded by all kinds of noisy voices, it doesn't matter what these chaotic people are saying.
At this moment.
Wearing a black suit and holding a scepter in his hand, the burly man even wandered the street leisurely and elegantly in the face of such chaos.
"Squeak!"
The sound of tires scraping against the ground was heard.
awesome!!
To be able to find a car and a car so quickly in such a chaotic situation!!
This gentleman in a suit and tie is really awesome.
Touching the ground with his cane, he sat sideways in the back seat, pressed down the window, and looked at the noisy crowd outside the window.
"Go to California."
"We need to make a time difference. If we go late, we will get into some trouble."
There is no fluctuation in the sound.
After getting in the car, I told the driver that I wanted to go back to where I just left, not the underworld.
on the contrary.
What he wants to go to is California, which has been reduced to a rift valley and is in ruins.
As the words fell, the engine roared loudly, and it sped away in the direction of California.
"Ha~"
"It's getting more and more interesting."
Looking at the receding scenery outside the window, he lightly tapped the back of his hand with his curled index finger, making a small sound.
Jin Bin.
Oh no!
He should now be called Mr. Wilson Fisk.
New York.
It was a city he was extremely familiar with, but now it no longer exists.
As the king of New York, the real dark emperor of the underground world, just two turmoils in New York brought everything to naught.
All the glory he had before was completely shattered.
certainly.
Wilson Fisk's past also completely disappeared with this disaster.
This time.
But even more complete than the disappearance of Hell's Kitchen, New York is gone, and everything that was once is just the past.
Everything turned into smoke, and all that was left was a name.
However.
In fact, sometimes the name Kingpin is enough to prove and bring something.
…
Las Vegas is a world-renowned "Gambling City".
This is a place of money and depravity, where there are all kinds of luxurious places, all kinds of charming and enviable high-end places, there is really as much as you want.
legend.
In this city, no matter what your status is or how much money you bring in.
Just be happy.
The great Las Vegas, you can not take a penny with you, your backpack is full when you come, and empty when you go back.
This is where joy and tears gather.
And for Mr. Wilson, wouldn’t such a lavish place be the best start?!
certainly.
For Wilson, it is much easier now than when he had nothing and climbed to the height of the Dark Emperor.
But he said it again.
For this "nice gentleman", the devil's invasion of the three states this time has brought not all bad things.
He had previously planned to run for mayor of New York City.
But for most of New York's upper class, the name "Kingpin"... actually doesn't sound that good when spoken out.
Whether it is rebuilding Manhattan or negotiating with the Osborne Group to sell the island, there is no need to think about it now.
At least this is not something Mr. Wilson should worry about now.
He is innocent now. He is an "ordinary person" who can no longer find any "evidence" and only leaves some "nonsense" legends. He is a poor "refugee" who has just experienced the "Three States Disaster".
", this status is really great.
the most important is!
It seemed that he thought of something pleasant, and Wilson even had a slight smile on his face.
"Bloodshed!!"
"Make a note for me. When I come back, I need to find those good friends as soon as possible."
Yes.
Poor Mr. Wilson, who became a refugee, had many good friends from his past.
for example.
Those old guys in Manhattan, those philanthropists who were happy to donate to reconstruction projects in the past.
ah!!
In the past, it really took a lot of effort to get some "small sponsorship" from them.
now.
It is completely different from the Wilson who returned to his essence and returned to the original.
after all.
As an emperor who worked his way up from the bottom and finally became the mastermind of the underground world!
His mentality is not generally stable, he is just starting over.
But.
When finance, real estate, physical and virtual, family industry and high-tech, everything falls apart together with New York.
ah!!
The old guys in Manhattan should be broken by now.
Even if you are lucky enough to survive, all the wealth you had in the past will completely disappear, and all the cakes you could share in the past will be destroyed.
From a noble, from an emperor, to suddenly... becoming a refugee?"
Wow!!
Alive?!
They simply wished that the Devil King would take them away directly.
But don't worry, the kind-hearted Mr. Wilson will unite everyone and give them another chance to choose again in Las Vegas.
Now!!
As the only life-saving straw, they should no longer refuse the kindness of a person who was once legendary.
"very good."
"Only in this way can the new Manhattan truly become one."
"call!!"
Jin Bin's thoughts are clear, but before looking for those old guys, he still needs to go back first.
"The deep valleys in California will be blocked by some people in the near future. Let's go back quickly before then."
…
"Bloodshed!!"
"How many more of our people can we contact?!"
Leaning on the back seat, Kingpin puffed away at the cigar. He liked this puff. No matter what situation he encountered, he could never have less cigarettes.
"Boss!!"
"The situation is not good. Everything we had before is gone, but I still snatched this car."
"Those people who were sent out before, who knows what they thought."
Wendell Dickinson was not in a good mood.
The treasure he relied on in his career as a killer, his armor made of high-carbon steel, except for a few parts, was mostly missing.
It's really...this is really unfortunate.
But it's okay.
Now, he has become the number one person next to his boss, and he no longer has to compete with other killers for status.
The annoying lunatic from before, that bastard called Bullseye, just let him die.
"unimportant."
"As many as we can contact, it doesn't matter."
Wilson didn't care.
As someone who truly fought his way from the bottom to become an underground king, he never lacks the courage to bring it all over again.
after all.
The world seems to be changing too fast, from the emergence of Vallon to the Vongola family that has been occupying the territory in New York.
All of this happened too much, and it happened too fast, plus the disappearance of Bullseye, making him seem a little unprepared to deal with it.
Now it becomes like this.
In fact, it's a good thing, because everyone's belongings are gone, and naturally they are back on the same starting line.
Good.
"Vongola, Valon, we will meet again."
The smoke of cigars in the car was lingering through the car window, away from these chaotic crowds, heading towards the deep valley that people now avoid.
Wilson said to himself.
…
Wallon.
The boss of the Black Hand.
Mr. Wilson remembers this name extremely well. In the underground criminal world of New York, it was the appearance of this number one figure that caused everything to collapse.
Talk about it.
The high bounties on the dark web have always been spread by Kingpin. Mr. Wilson has always been unhappy with this ambitious and wanted criminal in the world.
It can be said.
From the first chaos in New York, Wilson paid special attention to the Mafia organization.
Whether it’s a channel on the dark web.
Or through the connections you have or the personal power you control all year round.
Make every effort to track down Walon and his gang.
certainly.
The Black Hand organization, which can travel freely among the shadows, can live freely even if it is wanted by the whole world.
Then they are just too difficult.
However.
Not all people with connections to the underworld are so difficult to find.
For example.
A well-known figure in the world of mercenaries and killers, the name Typhoid Mary is not unfamiliar to Mr. Wilson at all.
Both Bloodshed and Bullseye have also dealt with this woman with "various styles".
All right.
Half cold-blooded, half charming, this woman who goes her own way is unique even among the ranks of killers with many psychopaths.
Wallon is not easy to investigate.
But... with Jin Bin's methods, it is obviously not difficult to investigate Mary clearly.
After some means.
Located in California, right in the rift valley, there is a special residence that had already appeared in front of Mr. Wilson before this chaos.
It’s just that I didn’t have time to go, and I didn’t have time to make a small raid to help make Mary’s nest lively!!
result.
It became what it looks like now.
But that's okay!!
As the boss of the mafia, it is a very likely hiding place, and then think of Mr. Vallon, who faces the devil king in the midst of the three-continent war.
This was an opportunity, and Wilson decided to try his luck.
Before the military and other agencies take over this place, let's see what magical discoveries are made. No matter how bad it is, can the situation be as bad as it is now?!
…
The driving distance from Las Vegas to San Francisco is nine hours.
But that was the past.
The current state of the ruins would require dozens of hours to improve.
But the good thing is.
The emergence of refugees from three states requires a lot of time for various places to sort out. As California is the seat of the underworld, necessary testing is inevitable before some organizations want to take action.
What a coincidence.
Mr. Wilson, who now had nothing, neither lacked time nor had the need to test.
Time flows.
Bloody's work efficiency was good. Even in the boring rush, some food and the most important cigars and red wine were ready.
For Mr. Wilson, who was once at the bottom and couldn't eat a morsel of food for several days, this start is simply as good as heaven.
Thinking of this, Wilson felt better. He half-leaned on his seat and closed his eyes to rest.
Travel through the ruins.
Looking into the distance, it seemed as if we were entering a dead land. There were everywhere the appearance of human beings who once existed, but there was no one there.
This feeling of emptiness, looking into the distance, although he could not see it with the naked eye, he knew clearly that that place was now a forbidden place for the living - the underworld!
"It turns out that there really are devils and gods in this world!!"
"But...so what?!"
Bixue got off the bus. According to the address he got before the accident, this was the South Bay of San Francisco.
Probably here.
In such a level of ruins, even if you get to the approximate location and gain something, you can only try your luck.
Then.
In fact, Mr. Wilson's luck has always been good.
In particular, he also has an excellent subordinate with superhuman strength and speed.
"Holy shit, boss!!"
"Look what I found?!"
The blood turned over the bricks of the ruins.
The walls blocking the road were demolished layer by layer, and this was the general scope of the manor, and this general area of houses.
Look for underground facilities that may be hidden, or places that look interesting.
And as he broke through a wall, a few scattered gold bricks fell out.
"It's gold, and every piece is a sufficient amount of gold."
“I can’t believe there are people building walls with gold bricks in this place!!”
Bixue couldn't help but scream.
However, to Mr. Wilson alone, gold bricks are not important.
No!!
Of course money is an important thing, but... in comparison, the logo above belongs to the Stark Group.
Everything seems not so important.
"Tear it down!"
"I'm getting tired of waiting."
As the boss spoke, a violent demolition began.
The blood will peel off all the excess products that stubbornly stay in place and refuse to leave at all.
Not much longer.
Wilson stood on the ruins, staring calmly at the exposed golden wall.
The wealth that once belonged to the Stark Group, the wealth that once belonged to the Black Hand organization, now...has fallen into the hands of Kingpin.
Oh no!!
It seems there's more to it than that.
"Humanity!!"
"You found this place, come in, come in..."
The sound that came from the air was like a trembling sound that contained magic power.
"You have gained great enlightenment. The ancient existence will bring you strength and power!!"
"You will get everything, come on!"
"Human, come on!!"
The sound seemed to echo in my ears.
However, Baixue didn't seem to hear anything. The stupid guy looked left and right, as if he was waiting for his boss to finish admiring the scenery in front of him, and then hurriedly left with the gold.
And at this moment.
Like a devil's temptation, it echoed in Wilson's mind.
"Ha ha ha ha!!"
Mr. Wilson laughed.
this moment.
Gold is no longer important.
strength?!
Power?!
oh
None of this actually matters!
As the emperor who once ruled the underworld, Mr. Wilson had both.
The most important thing is... he has a premonition, an excellent premonition!
Wallon!!
The boss of the Black Hand organization, an incredible supernatural criminal, the cause of all chaos in this world, and now...his secret.
"I found it!!"
call!!
Facing the sound behind the golden wall, Jin Bin's puff of cigar smoke was so rich.
"This kind of start, a new beginning, I like it!!"
This chapter has been completed!