A few hours later, in the office on the top floor of the Violet House Entertainment Center, an elderly man who looked to be seventy or eighty years old was standing at his desk sweating profusely, his face full of nervousness and fear.

Because he is none other than another guy in the New York Underworld who is engaged in smuggling magical creatures, known as the half-blood Siren, Nazes.

Of course, this old fox was much more cunning than Abraham Borroman, not only did he open a freight company in the open, but he also did not forget to use the money he earned to check up and down, so that the lords and councilors knew what he was doing secretly, but they all chose to turn a blind eye.

But today, the old fox finally made a big mistake.

He never dreamed that the task he had originally used to block his competitors would be taken over by a young and beautiful witch.

What's even more terrifying is that this little witch is also the girlfriend of a member of the Supreme Council.

Astound!

Panicky!

Afraid!

After all, he is not an idiot, and he understands that no matter how many people he buys, he will not be able to change the established fact that he has violated the rules, so if this young supreme councilor is determined to kill himself, he will definitely have no chance to resist.

"Nazes, tell me, what should I do with you?" Zhang Cheng tapped lightly on the table, his eyes revealing a hint of playfulness.

"My lord, I swear, it's just a misunderstanding, a coincidence, and I didn't mean to take advantage of this young lady. The old man hurriedly bent down and bowed deeply, explaining desperately.

There's no way not to work hard!

The underworld has never had a rule of law, and there is no almost ridiculous jury system, as long as the lord and the councilor confirm that a hapless person has violated the rules, they have the right to arrest him, and in the most serious cases, he will be directly executed.

"Why should I believe you? Or in other words, what qualifications do you have for me to let you go?" Zhang Cheng unabashedly unleashed the malice in his heart.

As a person who likes to speculate on the other person's mental activities from the perspective of the dark side of human nature, he would rather believe that this is a test of his own bottom line, rather than some bullshit coincidence.

There are so many coincidences in the world!

Rather than coincidence, ubiquitous intrigue is the norm in this world.

"What do you want?" said Nazes, plucking up courage and cautiously probing.

"Don't worry, I didn't plan on killing you, at least not this time. But you have to understand that there is a price to pay for doing anything wrong. Abraham Boroman paid all his savings for years in exchange for his life, what about you?" Zhang hinted with a deep hint.

Take money to buy your life!

The thought crossed his mind for a moment, and he hurriedly calculated in his heart how much property he needed to come up with in order to satisfy the young member of the Supreme Council.

You must know that he is not an upstart like Abraham Boroman, in addition to smuggling magical creatures, there are also a series of gray businesses involving underground casinos, death fight clubs, hunting erotic services, etc., and some of them also cooperate with the lord, which can be said to be a trigger that affects the whole body.

On weekdays, through these alliances and relationships of interests, he has never been the only one who has found trouble with others, and when has he ever been troubled.

But now, in the face of the power that really stood at the apex of power in the underground world, the old man suddenly found that the power he had worked so hard to build up was like a wooden house built on the beach without roots, and once the terrible storm came, everything would come to naught.

Full of strong unwillingness, old Nazes hesitated for about two or three minutes, and quickly gritted his teeth and responded: "I am willing to pay 100,000 gold dinars! plus 1.4 billion dollars!"

"Wow!" Elizabeth screamed, hurriedly covering her mouth with her hand.

It was only at this moment that she realized how incredibly wealthy the underworld was.

In particular, the dollar, which is coveted by ordinary people, is here exactly like an accessory, used to make up for the difference in important transactions, rather than being used as a major currency.

Zhang Cheng glanced at the girl with a smile, and then said to the old man: "You are very smart, and you have set a price that satisfies me at one time, so we will settle this matter." Remember, don't try to play tricks on your little cleverness again, and don't challenge my bottom line, or I promise you will never have such a chance again next time. ”

"Yes, I swear with my life that I will never do these little things again. Nazes wiped the sweat from his forehead and bent down with a deep bow.

"Very good! I hope you will do what you say. Also, I think I've heard that you have a cruise ship in New York, and you regularly hold gambling and fighting tournaments on it?" Zhang Cheng asked with interest.

Nazes nodded quickly, "Yes, my lord." Once a week, only the inhabitants of the underworld, as well as politicians and tycoons who know the underworld and serve us, are invited. ”

"Sounds interesting. What's the deal with the so-called death fight?"

"As the name suggests, it is two people who gamble their lives and go to the ring to engage in unrestricted fighting until one of them dies completely. In fact, this tradition, which originated in the gladiatorial arena of ancient Rome, was later abolished for various reasons, and did not begin to re-emerge until a hundred years ago. Rest assured, our contestants are voluntary, fighting each other for wealth, fame and status, and there is no element of showmanship. It is precisely because of this that countless people are willing to spend a lot of money to watch, and even participate in gambling at the expense of ......"

As an organizer and initiator, the elder Nazes clearly put a lot of energy and affection into this brutal fight, and his tone was full of pride.

After all, in the depths of human nature, there has always been a hidden desire to destroy and kill, otherwise sports such as kickboxing, boxing, wrestling, and martial arts would not be so popular, generating tens of billions of dollars in revenue every year, and some people even feel that it is not exciting and bloody enough, and they start to hold some illegal fighting competitions, with crippled and killed opponents as a condition for victory.

Of course, all of this looks like pediatric stuff in the underworld.

For example, the old Nazes held a sea death fight, in which the contestants were a group of guys with transformation abilities or supernatural powers, and the fight was simply more spectacular and exciting than any other kind of fighting in existence, which naturally attracted countless wealthy guests.

When rich people get together, it is certainly impossible to just watch the game, and gambling comes into being.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng turned his head sideways and asked Elizabeth, who was immersed in joy: "My dear, are you interested in going with me to relax and feel the death fight in the underground world?"

"Okay, I'd better bring Elsa with you!" the girl nodded in agreement.

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