In the north, a century-old hotel, on the west side of the floor-to-ceiling windows, is a racecourse with a warm atmosphere, and the east end is the city's first football giant's football stadium!

Smoky, Cuban cigars smell strong, and the long and narrow conference table is flanked by old men in suits and leather shoes.

South American looks, Nordic looks, bald people, back-headed people, slightly narrowed eyes but hidden killers, talking and laughing, what is involved is the P-system pattern and future of the entire North America......

The word future is often heavy!

No one wants to see turmoil, but if there are such signs, no one dares to say that they are not one of those who are hawking the stars......

Everyone wants to climb up!

The heavy door opened, and two figures entered.

Eyes brushed over, and someone rubbed a circle along the upper lip until the stubble on the lower chin was finished.

It's an observation, or rather a release of stress......

It's all English communication with an accent, and the eyes are like eagles and falcons, and occasionally a few soft and kind eyes are handed over, which is also perfunctory.

"Brother Shen, such a dog will not accept you so easily......"

Xiao Wen, who maintained a good figure and could even faintly see the muscle lines, greeted everyone present with a smile, but whispered something to Shen Ming at a very fast speed......

Shen Ming nodded, his eyes swept everyone slightly, and walked towards the top position.

Above the main seat, there is an elegant old gentleman figure, with his hands and fingers crossed, propped up on the table, and his eyes are soft, forming a great contrast with the other eagle-eyed wolf seekers.

"Wele! Mr. Shen!"

Shen Ming stepped forward and shook hands, and the two sides were polite and pointed.

Before he sat down, an old man wearing sunglasses, about sixty years old, Asian identity, stretched out his fingers, half a cigarette butt in his hand, impartially, and landed on the chair at the top position.

Shen Ming stopped, and Wen Pinru frowned slightly.

A few piercing laughters came, some people stroked their palms and laughed, some people looked at it playfully, and the atmosphere suddenly froze.

The old man with a small mole on the left side of his face on the main seat knocked on the table three times, not angry and arrogant, but he didn't say anything, but it could be regarded as a relaxation of the atmosphere.

"Brother Shen, he is Mitsui of Ni Kingdom, this person is the loudest in this meeting...... In this area, after the ninth master is gone, there are a lot of discordant voices from my faction, which has a lot to do with the mountain group where this person is located......"

"Hmm!"

Shen Ming's face did not move, and he nodded.

Before flying from the French island, Shen Ming had already learned a lot.

And this meeting, Shen Ming put a lot of effort in advance......

And Mr. Michael, who is above the main seat, is really not completely mixed, but backed by the Stonemasons Guild, a power energy that is rumored to have a great relationship with the Divine Palace......

"Xiao Wen, what are the conditions that Mitsui proposed before?"

Shen Ming asked sideways, not that he really couldn't remember, but confirmed!

Without waiting for Wen Pinru to respond, Shen Ming pulled the chair and shook it, blew a breath, and blew off the soot on the chair before sitting down.

The expression was calm, and there was no fluctuation to be seen.

"Hmm...... Half of all the assets on the other side of our headquarters!"

When the words fell, the corners of Shen Ming's mouth curled without showing traces, fleeting, reached out and took out a box of cigarettes, lit three, handed one to Xiao Wen behind him, put one on the corner of the table, let the smoke curle, and the last one, put it on his lips, took a sip, and then opened his mouth smoothly.

"Xiao Wen, tell him, agree to his conditions!"

Xiao Wen's jaw is headed, everything is in order, and he speaks in a pure American language.

The audience fell silent......

Even Michael, who is on the main seat, is also pressed on the peak of his eyebrows, and his eyes are deep, and he can't see any thoughts.

But this person's heart is shaking his head.

In the final analysis, the stonemason guild where he belongs will not interfere too much, and coming to preside over this meeting this time is itself a formality.

But the means and abilities of the faction have always been vicious and domineering, and half of the P series wealth has been ceded, even if it is to sit firmly in the position left by Mr. Wu before, but the previous prestige and influence, in this large region, will inevitably be discounted and weakened!

It's very simple, the position you bought is unstable after all!

"Mr. Wen, there is an old saying in your country, yes, those who know the times are handsome, haha! Well, since you agree to my p's conditions, this meeting, you can talk about it, I still have something to ......."

Sunglasses Mitsui got up, his smile could not be hidden, and he looked at Shen Ming's eyes, full of sarcasm and disdain.

Where did you find such a soft egg, after all, it can't be compared with Mr. Wu!

"Xiao Wen, I'll go to the bathroom and talk to Mr. Mitsui, I still have something to say. ”

Wen Pin is like a jaw head, his face is expressionless, and he conveys it step by step.

Sunglasses Mitsui showed a trace of impatience, his mouth was scolded, and he smiled coldly, "Tell this Mr. Shen, if you have anything to say, it's not too late to say it when you visit me at our headquarters!"

In terms of attitude, it has been divided!

Many of the powerful bosses present sneered, completely because Shen Ming and Xiao Wen were soft persimmons......

At the beginning, there may still be people who are in awe of Wu Laojiu's residual power, and they still want to see the new Mr. Shen, what kind of character he is, the current scene, these power bosses, have already made up their minds in their hearts.

Shen Ming got up, his face did not move, he just took out a recording device, gently placed it on the table, pressed the play button, and then walked towards the outside of the door......

"Doll set mulberry ...... Help me......"

The crying for help came, Sunglasses Mitsui frowned violently, took off the sunglasses and held them in his hands, with a force, they shattered, pierced blood, and his eyes were red!

"Yaga!"

A roar of rage sliced through the room......

When he was young, Shen Ming stepped in, his fingers had hooked the trigger of the gunfire, his expression did not move, and his eyes were slightly cold.

"Tell him, I still have the rest of the words to finish, we can give it, just see if they can swallow it!"

After the words fell, Shen Ming walked to the cigarette to commemorate the ninth master, picked it up, and put it in his mouth, and the slightest fireworks fell into his eyes.

The fire behind and how to suffer heavy casualties are secondary, and the meeting occasion where the talkers gather, the party, must not drop the chain.

At the other end of the gate, Michael's warriors had already poured in, but Michael on the main seat waved his hand.

He is a member of the Stonemasons Guild, and apart from Wu Laojiu, an old friend, he has never seen anyone dare to shoot in his territory!

And after all, Mitsui is the person who talks about the forces of the Yamagumi in B-mei, and if something happens, it will inevitably rise to the fire between the two sides!

Just such a new face, dare to act like this?!

Between thoughts, when everyone present looked at each other, Shen Ming walked over and aimed his gunfire at Mitsui.

"Mr. Mitsui, you should know how to do it. ”

Wen gestured with a phone call......

The recording equipment was still playing, Mitsui turned pale, took out the phone and said something in a neon language......

Wen Pinru's eyes were cold, she looked at Shen Ming, and shook her head.

Shen Ming's eyes changed.

"Goodbye!"

Bang!

Decisive killing!

Dead silence!

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