A solid wood desk weighing 500 kilograms was suddenly overturned to the ground.
Even the hard black marble floor was covered with tiny cracks.
A precious cultural relic that was originally placed on the table for play.
As well as computer files and other debris, they were instantly scattered all over the floor.
Ding ding ding——
A copper coin from ancient Asia bounces around.
Slowly slid to someone's feet.
The expressionless Bullseye Lester seemed to be turning a blind eye to the situation in front of him.
He remained silent, waiting for the storm to pass.
A few meters away.
A huge figure that was a head taller than Bullseye even when seated slowly stood up.
"I will not allow anything beyond my control to happen in this world..."
A low voice sounded slowly, and the person who spoke had an indifferent expression on his face.
The depths of his eyes seemed to be filled with endless anger.
But the anger quickly subsided.
The whole person actually returned to his previous calmness.
Wilson Fisk, who was two meters tall, lowered his head and adjusted his white suit, which was almost bursting due to his burly body.
At this moment, he suddenly asked Bullseye:
"Lester, what do you think about this?"
"Boss, I just want to say..."
The blond man standing in front of Wilson shook his head slightly.
He kept playing with a metal ring on his finger and said with a slight smile:
"This is not worth your anger. I have said long ago that the Triads must be a stumbling block for you to rule the gang, especially after you have formulated rules, divided order, and greatly restricted their sources of income... betrayal will only happen sooner or later.
Things, not to mention those people are of different races from us..."
At this moment, Lester is like a treacherous man who is good at manipulating words.
There seemed to be poisonous stings hidden in the lazy tone.
"Oh? Did you say that? Why don't I remember?"
Wilson looked down at Lester with an indifferent expression and replied calmly.
At the same time, his eyes scanned the other person's head back and forth.
It seems like I want to open it and see what's inside.
I don’t know how much time passed.
Wilson's deep voice echoed in the empty room again.
"Lester...what is the price of your betrayal? Or have you already betrayed me?"
"how come--"
"Boss, you not only saved my life, I'm afraid you are the only one who can tolerate my obsession with killing people..."
Being questioned, Lester quickly bowed.
He lowered his head to show respect.
However, on that hidden face.
A little green light appeared in the depths of the cold and ruthless eyes, and then disappeared quietly.
It was as if he felt Lester's sincerity.
Wilson suddenly turned his tall and burly body.
His back was to Leicester.
Staring at the New York City outside the floor-to-ceiling window, he said slowly:
"Go and gather all the obedient hands! Don't worry about anything!"
"Perhaps only death and blood can create a true empire. For me, who conquered the west coast, this is just a small wave..."
"Tomorrow, there won't be a single police officer on the block near the Fisk Building... A baseless alien gang wants to betray, so let them see my true power!"
Stab——
In an instant, ‘Kingpin’ Wilson’s back seemed to swell even more.
An expensive white suit was suddenly torn apart by terrifying muscles, making a tearing sound.
"Long live Kingpin!"
At this moment, Lester, who had been lowering his head, suddenly raised his face and shouted fanatically.
However, a subtle sarcasm appeared in the corner of his mouth.
Long live my lord!——
Manhattan, Chinatown.
Amidst an ancient garden.
Mrs. Gao, wearing a dark red cheongsam with white hair tied up, was kneeling in an octagonal pavilion meditating.
Suddenly, her closed eyelids trembled slightly and she suddenly opened her eyes.
Whoosh——
A man clad in a black ninja costume emerged from the shadows of the building.
Appeared in front of Mrs. Gao.
Before Mrs. Gao could speak.
The black-clothed ninja faced Mrs. Gao with a numb expression.
He asked coldly:
"Mr. Murakami asked me to ask you why you want to start a war with the Kingpin at this time and why you want to destroy the plan to dig the underground 'keel'?"
The words have not yet fallen.
Mrs. Gao suddenly stood up slowly from the ground.
She walked to a nearby coffee table.
He picked up a few sticks of incense with his slender fingers and said without raising his head:
"'Kingpin' has too much control over his gangs, and he will not let us dig out the underground 'keel'... What's more, only the Triads are the ones who dig out the 'keel'. When have you ever really participated? No.
Are you all just sitting back and enjoying the success?"
"you--"
The black-clothed ninja became angry and placed his palm on the weapon behind his waist.
He took a deep breath and continued:
"Without the help of the other four fingers, do you think you can cope with Kingpin's counterattack? Or have you given up on the idea of immortality? How long can your skin last?"
Mrs. Gao raised her head.
Her eyes were fixed on the black-clothed ninja.
A trace of ridicule appeared on his fair face, and he said softly:
"If you want the 'Dragon Bone', go dig it yourself... My faction has only one thing right now, and that is to fight the 'Kingpin' decisively! Even if we lose troops and generals, this war must continue! Win!"
Regarding Mrs. Gao’s decision.
The black-clothed ninja stopped admonishing and said coldly:
"I will tell Mr. Murakami...you will not receive any support from the Hand in this war!"
"Just rely on your own triad to fight against the 'Kingpin' alone!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the two palms of the black-clothed ninja quickly formed seals.
In the blink of an eye, his whole body melted into the shadow of the ground like a pool of turbid sewage.
Completely lost trace.
Mrs. Gao seemed to be accustomed to sights that were beyond common sense.
She casually dropped the incense between her fingers.
Turn around and walk towards the outside of the Octagonal Pavilion.
Mrs. Gao, expressionless, walked directly through the garden.
The flowers and plants that she used to regard as treasures seemed to have disappeared.
Wait until Mrs. Gao came to an open space.
Everywhere before her eyes were gang members organizing equipment and adjusting guns.
Bang bang bang!
At this moment, Mrs. Gao patted her palms several times.
After making sure that she had attracted most people's attention, she said slowly:
"Brothers and sisters, the war between the Triads and their enemies has begun..."
"No mercy! No one left alive! Fight to the death! As long as they are the subordinates of 'Kingpin', they are the enemies that hinder our progress!"
"This is a battle for survival between gangs! The law of the jungle is the truth!"
"Go! Go fight for the future you deserve!"
Mrs. Gao's words were slow and flat.
She didn't use any high-spirited speaking techniques.
But many of his subordinates showed no intention of backing down.
In an instant, the sound of countless firearms being loaded resounded all around.
At this moment, Mrs. Gao's eyes flashed with a flash of green light.