As a man who is about to unify the New York underworld and become the overlord of darkness, if you think that his life is just filled with extravagance and extravagance, you would be totally wrong.
Jin Bing has never been a person who covets enjoyment. His enjoyment and luxury are just stepping stones to the upper class society.
Apart from this, what he is most passionate about is fighting, unrestricted and endless death fighting.
Manhattan, underground fighting arena.
"Beat him to death, beat him to death, crush his head!"
"Kick him quickly, don't let him hug you, you idiot!"
In the underground fighting arena with a capacity of thousands of people, countless young men and women cheered and waved their arms excitedly.
In the middle of the fighting arena, there is a giant iron cage in which a two-person fight is taking place.
On one side were two strong white men, and on the other side were two black brothers, with muscles all over their bodies like rocks, fighting each other in an iron cage.
"The angel brothers pay two for one, the black terminator combination pays three for one, the two sides lose five for each tie, and the two lose ten for each one. Come and place your bets!"
The host wearing sunglasses held a microphone and shouted loudly, arousing everyone's gambling instinct. No one noticed that a man wearing a jacket suddenly appeared in the originally empty corridor.
"Hey, handsome guy, when did you stand next to me?"
In the back row near the corridor, three scantily clad girls were sitting, smoking marijuana.
Suddenly, the three girls were startled when they saw a stranger appearing next to them.
"Handsome guy, do you want to have a bite and relax together?"
A red-haired girl held a cigarette between her two slender fingers, her eyes full of provocation.
The man in the jacket didn't even look at the girl next to him, but glanced at the box on the second floor.
"Hmph, it's really here!" The man in the jacket was Wu Ming who came to find the gold cake.
His eyes fell on Box 1, and he stepped in the air step by step. The invisible air seemed to have tangible stairs, allowing him to walk leisurely.
"Oh my God, is this a magic show? That guy can actually walk on air?"
"Hallucination, you really shouldn't smoke too much marijuana, I actually had a hallucination."
Wu Ming's actions caused countless people to watch and exclaim.
On the ring, the four giant men who were about to fight lost their glory and looked as if they had eaten flies.
A strong white man couldn't stand someone stealing his limelight. He slapped the iron cage hard with both hands and roared: "You bastard, this is not a place for you to perform magic. Get out of here quickly, or else...
....”
In an instant, Wu Ming looked back, and his powerful mental power turned into an impact and rushed into the brain of the strong white man.
...bang...
The sound of the watermelon being exploded was heard, and the strong white man's head exploded instantly, with red and white splatters all over the floor.
The headless corpse stood on the ring for two or three seconds before swaying and falling down.
At this time, the entire audience realized that this was not a magic trick, and they all burst into exclamations.
"Don't make any noise!"
Wu Ming waved his right hand, and a large area of magical silence enveloped the sky above everyone.
For a moment, everyone found that they had lost their ability to pronounce words, as if their throats were being choked.
Under his horrified eyes, Wu Ming fell as light as a goose feather on the corridor on the second floor.
"Crack!"
With a flick of his fingers, the door to the room opened. Wu Ming didn't care about the crowd behind him and walked into the box with a smile.
The space in the private room is not large, there are only a few sofas, a TV with live broadcast, and a refrigerator with wine.
A chubby-looking fat man was leaning on the sofa drinking beer, seemingly unaware of Wu Ming's arrival.
"I'm presumptuous to disturb you, Mr. Wilson, I hope you don't mind." Wilson was the famous name of Jinbing, and Wu Ming called him out.
Jin Cake was unmoved, pointed to the sofa, and pushed a can of beer over, without any fear on his face.
There was a live broadcast, so it was impossible for Jin Cake not to know what was happening in the outside world.
Wu Ming looked at him with great interest. Sure enough, the future King of Darkness has now begun to show his prowess. No wonder this man can unify New York and then the American underworld. His calmness and calmness are not something ordinary people can compare to.
"I thought you were black, but I didn't expect you to be white!" Sitting on the sofa, Wu Ming opened his beer and said with a smile.
Jin Bing was also very curious about this statement. He raised his glass slightly and said, "Strange friend, why do you think so?"
Why, because in Daredevil, the actor who plays Goldcake is a black man.
It's just that this statement cannot be stated openly, so Wu Ming just smiled and said nothing.
The two cans of beer touched each other lightly. Wu Ming didn't say anything more, and Jin Cake didn't ask any more questions.
To be honest, such a friendly way of meeting was somewhat unexpected.
In his mind, some minions should rush in at this moment, let him show off his strength in front of Jin Biao by showing off his strength. Then, Jin Biao was shocked and chose to cooperate under power and oppression. This is a normal scenario.
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However, looking at Jin Cake's attitude, it was clear that the other party had no intention of calling anyone.
The whole meeting was a bit weird. Someone who didn't know it saw it and thought they were old friends.
"Now I understand a little bit why you were able to unify the entire New York gang in 1993, and then the entire United States in 1998. You are bold and ambitious, but you don't lack the courage to risk everything. These are all successes.
I decided to bet some chips on you because of the factors that investors need to possess." Wu Ming's original intention was to sell the gold for cash, but now he has changed his mind.
Before he met Jin Bing, in his impression, Jin Bing was just a gang boss.
Even if he often fights with Spider-Man, Daredevil, and the Punisher, this still doesn't change anything.
However, after meeting Jin Bi, he discovered that Jin Bi's mentality was tougher than that of many superheroes.
Many superheroes, in addition to possessing extraordinary powers, have not changed their mentality, let alone have the heart to be strong.
After all, the Marvel world is just a cheating world.
Many people here are either mutated or have advanced technology. They have become sparrows and phoenixes in a short period of time, lacking the accumulation of time.
But Jinbing was different. What he lacked was just an opportunity, an opportunity to transform from an ordinary person to an extraordinary person. Wu Ming had exactly this opportunity.
", what on earth are you talking about?" Jin Bing was a little confused when he heard it, and he didn't even know that that was his future.
Wu Ming smiled softly and waved his hand nonchalantly: "You don't need to know that, as long as you understand that I plan to invest in you."
"invest?"
Jin Bie was silent for a moment, shook his head, and refused without thinking: "You want to invest in me, but I don't feel that I need help from others. In addition, no help is free. If you ten years ago
Come to me and I might agree to it, but not now."
Ten years ago, Jin Bing was just a small boss, thinking about becoming a successful person every day.
But it's different now. He has accumulated strength while hiding, and it's only a matter of time before he unifies the New York underworld.
This is just like starting a company. In the early stages of starting a business, many companies will attract the attention of angel investors because of their development needs. However, no company will blindly pursue investment after entering the fast lane.
"Why refuse? We can both benefit from cooperation!" Wu Ming asked rhetorically.
"My future blueprint has been perfectly planned. Your so-called investment will only become a blood-sucking leech on my body, so I refuse!" Jin Bing still shook his head, smiled, and rejected Wu Ming's investment proposal.
Hearing such words, Wu Ming smiled instead of getting angry, and whispered: "No, you need my help, because you are just an ordinary person, and I think you understand this."
Jin Cake squinted his eyes slightly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes, and looked at Wu Ming quietly.
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