Zhang Jinyang sorted out his suitcase and went to the Warden Alliance first, this gangster alliance is now thriving, and Duracell, as its helmsman, is also increasingly authoritative, but those old families have benefited from the deep heritage in the alliance, and they have a second spring, and the power that erupts is eye-catching.

The police department in New York City is no longer able to catch the high-ranking criminal organizers, and the business of the underground pharmacy in the community is very stable, and as long as the unlucky person does not take the wrong medicine or drink too much, there is basically no possibility of exposure in that place.

The law of North American Eagle does not allow the police to enter private homes to investigate, and if you want to apply for a search warrant from the court, it is not possible to do it without solid evidence, and sometimes the testimony of tainted witnesses cannot be counted.

Local regulations helped the alliance a lot and gave it greater ambitions, and they began to expand outward.

At first, it was just the private behavior of some families, and after they no longer used a lot of energy to ensure the interests of New York City, they took the surplus manpower to the outer fu to expand the territory, not only to send those restless people out, but also to add new sources of wealth to the family.

This unplanned wide-ranging act was soon met with other families who did the same, and the people who sent out were overly active, so they soon became foul with each other.

At first, everyone didn't care too much, but as the conflict intensified, discordant voices began to appear within the big leagues, and Duracell had a bullseye and typhoid Mary in his hands, and he could still suppress it at first, but with the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Hydra, a large number of good players were recruited by the big leagues, and he was a little struggling.

Zhang Jinyang listened to these people in the conference room shouting about all kinds of things, everyone is a victim, it is nothing more than who killed whom, who robbed whose money, who interfered with whose business, who robbed whose goods, the scene was tense, all kinds of documents, clips, pens and other things flew in the air. It's a bit of a blue-green council on a small island - it's a good thing they don't throw their shoes away.

looked at the two bigwigs around him, on the left is Yan Laodao, the representative of the Yanhuang people who have always watched the show, he is squinting and snorting tea, a big purple clay pot is held in his hand, and the pot is even blocked by his face, and the people who are going down on his side are immigrant gangs, hairy bear people, Eastern Europeans, cactus people, stick people, and the triad over from the blue-green council, the Bamboo Union Gang, and these Yanhuang traitors are sitting together, and the neon people who don't know when they came out again.

On the right is the Duracell, he swallows the clouds with a cigar in his mouth, his wide fat face is hidden behind the clouds, making it difficult to understand his expression, his position is extended to the local gang of New York City, the five major families, the black gang divided by the block, always nesting by the river, the workers' faction whose mission is to protect their homeland, was originally a noodle family of outsiders, because they have been rooted here for a long time, they are also a member of the local gang.

These people come and go around the round table, some are suave, some are vulgar, but they always find an equal opponent.

Zhang Jinyang knocked on the table, magically, everyone heard the loud sound, and they all stopped as if they had heard some order, and each sorted out their images, which startled Zhang Jinyang neatly.

Zhang Jinyang looked left and right, Yan Laodao and Duracell were also full of surprise, it seemed that all the people present were human spirits, and they all understood it very well.

"There are too many things and too much chaos, if you want to figure it out, no one has the time and energy, if you are always entangled in this kind of thing, then how much less money will be made. ”

Zhang Jinyang leaned on the back of the chair and slowly rubbed his bald head: "In this way, let's play!"

The bigwigs looked at each other: "What game?"

"Look, you all have some personal grudges, so if anyone wants to challenge whom, challenge it openly, you can go up yourself, you can send your subordinates to go up, fight in the ring, it's like a boxing championship, your grudges, bet on the boxing ring.

Organize your own team, three people in each team, no limit to identity, life or death, after the grudge will be written off, you are willing to add some bets against each other, whatever. ”

A well-dressed noodle guy held up a cigar that had been lied to you: "Sir, if you do this, no one under Duracell can beat Bullseye and Typhoid Mary, and our men are ordinary people." ”

Zhang Jinyang drew a circle on everyone's heads with his fingers: "I know, any of you have so many hole cards in your hands, mutants, mutants, transformers, robots, and some are not people."

It doesn't matter, take it out and show it to let people know that you are not easy to mess with, and the reason why the world is peaceful is because no one wants to throw a nuclear bomb on their head.

If you don't even have this kind of hole card, then what are you fighting about here? Who will be killed first? Hydra killed a big drug dealer in Puerto Rico as a demonstration of their biological weapons, and I believe this kind of thing will happen a lot in the future, so if you feel that you don't have that means, don't come in next time.

Ladies and gentlemen, this era is an era of miracles, whether you want to be a good person or a criminal, the threshold is high. ”

This time it was the neon people who had done quite a long way to speak, they were always very respectful, and the little man stood up and bowed: "Sir, the order of New York City depends on your maintenance, so is it that the referee of this game is also you or you designated?"

Zhang Jinyang looked at the sky with his eyes: "Oranides will come out, the New York City Police Department, they will have representatives, the council, I think this is a force that you can trust, to the court, they have never been involved in your messy things, and then, the chairman of the alliance."

These five will form a team of referees to manage the stadium or something, or the major leagues will come alone, can you form a team that trusts each other?"

A black hip-hop leader with a gold chain, a gold watch, and a huge gold ring hanging all over his body spat on the ground with disdain: "These people, if the referee comes out of here, they won't be able to fight a game in their lives."

I agree with the plan, I love boxing, and black people love boxing. ”

A tall white man with an expressionless face who was sitting under Yan Laodao's drooping hand said coldly: "Can we sell tickets?" There are also TV broadcast rights and video copyrights, which will be a lot of income. ”

As soon as he spoke, the familiar tone Zhang Jinyang heard: "Ha, who said that Mao Xiong has no business acumen, brother, you have a great idea, we can play in a league, just like the NBA or the NFL (American Football League, that is, the Super Bowl), but this requires your efforts to make it formalized, fairer, more open, and more popular." ”