440 Starting Today, I'll Have the Final say in New York after Twelve (3/3)
"Are there any pictures of her assistant?"
"Yes. I put together a portrait based on the prison guard's description, and then found more information after searching."
With that said, Alfred showed Hong Fei's photo.
There are ID photos and photos of him patrolling the streets in police uniform.
Bruce frowned.
Alfred continued: "Master, he is from Gotham."
"migrant?"
"Yes, he has lived in Gotham City since he was a child. After his parents were unfortunately killed, he became taciturn and had little social interaction in daily life. The only few friends he had were also killed in a car accident. Then I couldn't find anyone to follow him.
The person he has connections with is a graduate student in psychology who joined the New York City Police Department about a month ago and is now a trainee police officer with the Queens Police Department."
Bruce paused and asked, "How did his parents die?"
"After witnessing some gang transactions, he was silenced."
Bruce clenched his arms slightly.
Alfred obviously didn't want to pause on this matter for too long, so he turned to say: "Master, I think there is a piece of information that may be of interest to you."
"Say it."
"He caught a New York City Federal Reserve Bank robber..."
"It's him?" Bruce was a little surprised.
Alfred had to remind: "Master! He pretended to be Dr. Quinzel's assistant."
Bruce broke out of his empathic state in an instant.
After another contact, Bruce's eyes moved faster and faster, and finally he stood up again suddenly.
He looked at Alfred with burning eyes: "It's him."
Alfred also nodded: "Although there is no key evidence, I think 90% is him."
"No, at least 99%."
"Actually, it doesn't matter if it's 100%. He broke his arm after catching the robber, the police station gave him a holiday, and then he disappeared in New York." As he said, Alfred glanced at Bruce: "Young Master
You went out twice and were injured both times, was it him?"
Bruce didn't answer, turned to face the screen and said, "Give me all his information."
"Okay. But Master Wayne, I want to know what his strength is. This will be more helpful for me to help you improve the 'anti-robbery plan'."
Bruce was silent for a few seconds before saying: "It's very strong, but it's impossible to predict. Let's do it according to Superman's specifications first."
"I see."
…
At night.
The whole city is brightly lit.
There is a detached mansion on the northwest side of New York City.
It is the property of Black Mask, the leader of the Masked Gang. Tight guards are deployed around the entire house, and firearms are certainly not scarce.
Today, this mansion has lost all its previous tranquility. The front door opened and cars filed in one after another.
In the room, the huge crystal lamp and surrounding lighting equipment illuminated the entire hall as if it were daytime.
A long table is placed in the middle.
There were people all around.
Some of these people dress like high-end social elites, while others are very revealing.
There are those with long hair, those with bald heads, those who smoke, those with tattoos, and those who hug women without paying attention to others.
Anyone who takes a look at it can be sure that these are not a group of good people.
Siannis was wearing a suit and waiting outside the door for the guests to arrive.
Judging from his posture, his injuries should look much better, at least there are no marks on his face.
As time goes by, fewer and fewer people come.
He looked at his watch, turned to his subordinates and asked, "Is there anyone else?"
"The person at the door said he didn't see the light."
"How many have come?"
"Two-thirds of them are here."
"That means there are still one third who refuse to come."
The subordinate was shocked when he heard this and lowered his head: "I'm sorry, sir, I promise that everything has been informed before."
Before the change, Sionis would have to give him a slap, but now, he has completely lost those thoughts. It is not that he suddenly changed his gender and is no longer violent, but because of someone who makes him have nightmares every time he closes his eyes day and night. people are coming.
Look at the watch again: 08:28.
There are still two minutes left before the appointed time.
Siannis took a deep breath and whispered into his subordinate's ear: "Notify everyone, all are armed and loaded."
His men looked at him in shock.
Seeing that his eyes were full of solemnity and seriousness, he could only nod seriously, and then pulled away to convey the order.
Sionis turned and entered.
A group of people looked at him, and he forced a smile on his face: "There are still two minutes left, everyone, wait a moment, I will be here soon."
With that said, he walked inside and opened the door.
Siannis stood at the door and paused for half a second, then entered without changing his expression and closed the door at the same time.
In the room, Hong Fei and others had already arrived.
After closing the door, Siannis immediately changed his posture, hunched over like a minion and took small steps to come to Hong Fei.
"Sir, everything is ready. But although I have sent invitations to all gangs, only two-thirds of them have come so far."
Hong Fei sat comfortably on the chair and nodded, looking at Killer Croc and Nanaway: "Go to the door, and don't let those who come from behind come in. Wait until I finish talking here before looking for them. If anyone is disobedient, , just deal with it directly.”
Killer Croc nodded.
Nanawi smacked his lips.
The two of them left together from the other end.
Eight thirty.
Hong Fei stood up.
"Let's go, let me see who this New York gangster is. Just wait, don't worry."
Siannis was the first to run forward and open the door. After he went out, everyone outside looked at him.
However, Siannis turned a blind eye to this and stood sideways, bowing his head.
This scene made many gang leaders frown.
Hong Fei crossed the threshold with a bright smile on his face.
He put on a black suit, and even his shirt was black, with three buttons open at the collar, giving him a more casual style. The cuffs of his shirt and jacket were rolled up to his elbows, and ten rings were stacked together, like a set of unique accessories.
After leaving the door, Hong Fei went directly to the main seat and sat down. There was only one dead shot behind him.
"Sionis, what does this mean?" Someone couldn't help but ask.
Siannis stood aside and smiled: "As you can see, now, the master of the Masked Gang is not me."
Hong Fei answered: "Yes, it's me now."
A group of people looked at me.
Hong Fei smiled and said: "To give you a brief introduction, my surname is Hong. I am also the one who invited you here tonight."
A voice with a strong taste sounded: "What is your purpose?"
"The purpose is also very simple, to recruit you."
Suddenly, there was an uproar in the room.
Bang bang bang!
Deadshot raised his gun and started shooting. After three gunshots, the noise stopped, but the various gang leaders present and their subordinates behind them drew their guns one after another.
Immediately, the situation was tense.
Hong Fei smiled and said: "Okay, don't be so nervous, let's do it one by one."
Before he finished speaking, someone immediately slapped the table and stood up. He first spat on the ground, then turned around and left.
Seeing this, other people wanted to get up.
boom!
Gunshots rang out, and the person who got up first suddenly had his head exploded, and his body fell to the ground swaying.
The others were stunned at first.
Then, the boy who was following the gang leader who had his head shot off drew his gun on Hong Fei and Sionis without hesitation.
The bullet exits the barrel so quickly that it is far beyond what the naked eye can catch.
But the exaggeration is that everyone present actually saw the trajectory of the bullet.
The warheads flew slowly to Hong Fei under everyone's gaze.
Then suddenly it stopped again.
Hong Fei blew a breath.
The bullets returned at extremely high speed in an instant and disappeared from everyone's eyes. Then, all the people who had just fired were seen being killed by headshots.
Deadshot said helplessly: "Boss, I told you before, they won't be willing to obey me."
Hong Fei still kept his smile: "It's different. At least you have to be polite before fighting."
At this point, a group of people who had just left their seats or were about to leave their seats sat down again, with deep shock on everyone's face.
"Very good, it looks like we can continue talking. So, could you please put your guns away?"
A group of people looked at each other and then put away their guns.
Except for the pile of corpses near the door, overall the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Hong Fei sat up straight, put his elbows on the table, and looked around.
"Everyone, you should have heard clearly what I just said. I like to get straight to the point and get straight to the point, so there are no twists and turns. My goal tonight is to recruit you all.
My goal is: starting from today, I will have the final say in New York after twelve o'clock."
Some people looked ugly, but at this time they could only endure it and did not dare to have an attack.
Hong Fei continued: "I know you are definitely not convinced, but there is no way. I am indeed much stronger than you. If I am unreasonable, then I should go to you one by one, and those who agree will stay, and those who disagree will stay."
Kill it, this way you won’t alert the enemy, and it’s much less difficult. Oh, by the way, you can actually do it now.”
A group of people could only respond in silence.
At this time, gunshots and screams were heard in the distance outside the door.
But it soon subsided again.
"Don't be distracted, listen to me attentively." Hong Fei said, attracting everyone's attention.
"Since it is said to be an incorporation, it is certainly different from an annexation. In other words, for all of you here, I can guarantee that your profits will only be greater than before, and your power will only be greater than before.
The only difference is that you will have a few more managers above you, and you must do things according to my rules.
It’s fair to give and take, isn’t it?”
A group of people were silent, with different looks in their eyes.
Hong Fei seemed confused and thought to himself: "New York is big, but it is also small. It is big enough to feed all of you, but small enough that you will always have friction.
This is very bad.
Instead of focusing on infighting, you should focus on developing your own strengths. I will coordinate the distribution of all areas and businesses in New York City. Then, in addition to daily maintenance, you can use more time and energy.
Come and enjoy life without worrying about being assassinated by the enemy or being investigated by the police.
As time goes by, I believe that in the foreseeable future, everyone will be able to walk out of New York with the same name.
The East Coast, the United States, North America, South America, Australia and even Europe are not a problem.
The thing I'm worst at is pie painting, so all of the above are my goals.
I think you should also have ideals similar to this. Even if you want to live in a corner, there will be no place for you in New York in the future. If you want to be quiet, stay, or want to work hard, go out. This is easy, isn't it?
Because if we are really lucky enough to reach that day together, then I have reason to believe that there will not be a second voice in New York!"
As Hong Fei narrated, these people had unknowingly lost their previously hidden anger. Many of them seemed to suddenly believe Hong Fei's words, with excitement and longing in their eyes.
Don't ask, just ask, it's the MLM master's three-piece set.
For these ordinary people, three blue cards simply feel like overkill.
But Hong Fei didn't do it on purpose, he just did it out of habit.
Some things cannot be solved by relying solely on force.
But it is also undesirable to have force but not use it.
For the former, refer to X-Men.
For the latter, refer to X-Men.
Fighting and killing are necessary.
But there is no need to kill everyone, as that will only lead to greater chaos in the future.
Kill the chicken to scare the monkeys, and then convince others with reason.