"Smack"

The glass full of red wine slammed on the ground, and the shards of the glass splashed everywhere, making everyone present shrink their heads.

"Is this still not my territory?

A tall, bald white man slapped the table in a rage, and every punch he slammed on the table revealed a conspicuous fist mark, he was dressed in a luxurious suit with a well-textured texture, a black ring on his finger, and a sapphire cane at his hand, he was no longer young, which could be seen from the faint wrinkles on his forehead, but at least while he was alive, there was no one standing in front of him who would not feel tremble.

He was tall and had extremely broad shoulders, and he sat in a special chair like a fat man, but it was not fat, on the contrary, what was hidden under his clothes was all pieces of muscle, this was a beast among mortals, and if you hadn't seen it, it would be hard for you to imagine that an ordinary person could be so strong.

Of course, what is even more terrifying is his momentum, that cruel majesty, his eyes that are always cold and fierce, everyone present is trembling, they are also figures with heads and faces in the dark world of New York, but at this moment, in this luxuriously decorated office, they have faded from the brilliance of their appearance, just like ordinary people.

Oh, they're not as good as ordinary people, at least ordinary people don't shiver like little mice like they do now.

"It took me 12 years to get the whole of New York into my hands. ”

He raised his left hand, and after his anger he always liked to calm his mood with tobacco, and he held the cigar between his thick fingers, and in a puff of smoke he whispered:

"You all know that this is my kingdom! Many of you have watched me step by step to get to where I am now, so tell me, have you lost faith in me?"

He got up from his chair, and with his jeweled cane, stepped step by step across the corner of the table, and walked to the gang leaders, his voice becoming deeper and more dangerous:

"Or do you feel like I'm going to collapse because of one or two little bastards in costumes who are wreaking havoc everywhere?"

His seemingly bulky body walked among the dozen or so people in front of him, and the sound of his cane tapping the ground was like a talisman, reaching the ears of those who were half-hearted, snakes and rats, making them look unusually anxious.

"Spider-Man, Daredevil, and the burning kid recently, they can't do anything big, at most they just fight "crime" in a few blocks, hehe. ”

The fellow walked to the back of the crowd, and he said as if to himself:

"When they destroy a trading point, we can sell 10 times as many goods in other places, and at most we will lose some money, and I will lose this money!"

His voice grew louder and louder, until finally, like thunder in the room, the sapphire cane in his hand suddenly flew out, and with the blessing of this guy's far superior strength, he knocked down the guy standing in the crowd, and the guy who was caught off guard was smashed to the ground, and his head was broken and bleeding.

"Bang"

The bleeding guy subconsciously wanted to roll over and get up, but he was trampled on his left leg by a foot, and the sturdy leg bone made a creepy cracking sound, followed by a terrible wail, but this wail did not last for a few seconds, and the next moment, the jewel cane smashed down his face.

"Bang"

With just one blow, the strongest skull in the human body was broken, and the guy went to hell after being knocked down for 5 seconds, and the white bald head who had completed a massacre like a thunderbolt took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the blood from his cane, and behind him, the viscous blood flowed on the extremely smooth marble floor that had been cleaned, making the people around him tremble more often.

"Uh..."

He exhaled a puff of smoke, turned his head to look at the guy beside him, and whispered:

"Tell me who I am!"

The fellow looked up at him, saw the calm eyes, hurriedly lowered his head, and shouted:

"Kim and... King of New York!"

"You still haven't forgotten my name... Do you know why I'm going to kill Crouch with my own hands?"

A cruel smile appeared on Jin He's face:

"I'm not dead yet, you want to hold the thighs of the Devil's Gang, it's better to slow down a little longer, I don't think I'll lose the confrontation with the Devil's Gang... If I lose, it's not too late for you to find another home!, but now, if I know anyone who wants to use my money to curry favor with the bastards of the Devils... I swear, I'll prepare you guys for the most painful hell. ”

He threw the blood-stained handkerchief on the corpse of the dead boss Crouch, walked slowly to the window, and looked at the crowded scenery outside the window:

"It's... This is my empire..."

He waved his hand:

"Drag him away, clean the ground... The corpses of traitors look disgusting, and their blood smells even more disgusting. ”

In less than 5 minutes, the floor had been thoroughly cleaned and sprayed with gold and his favorite rose perfume, and no one could have known that a person had just died here.

However, after the shocked subordinates left, in this office where only Jin He was left alone, the gangster emperor who had controlled New York for more than 7 years showed a rare tired expression.

The situation is not as rosy as he suggests, and in fact, the fact that someone of his stature has to rely on murder to control his crumbling empire speaks for itself.

The Devils were menacing, and when the horses he sent crossed the border of Hell's Kitchen for the seventh time, they were ready to kill them that night, clearing the entire 24 blocks of power in one go, and hanging 17 small leaders and 2 high-ranking leaders under the command of Jin Ji in the raging flames.

The most terrifying thing is that that night at the head of Jin He's bed, a bloody dagger quietly appeared... Although they retreated to Hell's Kitchen after all this cruelty, giving up the swept nests, this armed "march" announced to Kim that another force existed.

The behavior of the Devil Gang is very understandable, and they used 153 lives to tell Kim a truth: Don't mess with me!

But this incident was fatal to Jinji's Dark Empire, and one-fifth of the elite manpower evaporated overnight, triggering a chain reaction that made his power unstable from the foundation, and even more devastating to his personal prestige.

Crouch followed him all the way to beat most of the New York veterans, but now even he has begun to secretly communicate with the Devils, which illustrates one point:

"I'm not as terrible in their eyes as I used to be..."

Jin Ji closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and said to himself, "Has the young male lion begun to challenge the position of the old lion?"

"Uh"

He looked up at the crystal chandelier overhead, he slowly exhaled the smoke, and after a moment, he opened the drawer and picked up the special cell phone inside, his fingers rubbing over the buttons, lingering, and finally, he pressed the number engraved in the deepest part of his memory.

A person's fate, in addition to his own struggle, must also take into account the influence of external factors, such as Jin He who has unified the dark world of the metropolis, in addition to his own luck, ruthlessness, and dare to fight, the support of some big people is indispensable.

After all, in the eyes of the real rulers, he Jin doesn't care how powerful he is, and he is also a gangster who can't be put on the table.

Jin has no dislike for this, people like him have long understood a truth: no matter how free the place is, there are classes, people are divided into three, six, nine and so on, and he will not ask for fairness, for the Dark Emperor, fairness is what he looks down on the most.

"Duh... Honk... Toot"

The phone rang 7 times before it was connected, and a deep voice came from the other side:

"Fix, is there anything important about calling at this time?"

Although the tone is very calm, calling Jin He by his first name already represents his hidden arrogance, you know, Jin He has not heard anyone call him by his last name for nearly 5 years.

But again, the person on the other side of the phone has this qualification, and Kim has no qualification, and he says in a tone between friends:

"What's the matter, can't I just make a phone call and talk to an old friend?"

"Hehe, of course you can, but I don't think the gangster who controls the whole of New York has this leisure time... By the way, Fix, I heard you've been having a little "little trouble" lately?"

The person on the other side didn't seem to be very young when he heard the voice, but he said Jin Ji's current situation in one mouth, which made Jin Ji feel a faint uneasiness in his heart, and it seemed that the force really never stopped monitoring him.

Jin was silent for a full 2 minutes, and the big guy on the other side also waited for him for 2 minutes, and both of them knew that the next conversation would directly affect the ownership of the entire New York underworld.

"Uh... Brother Daniel, I know you seem to have a preconceived notch..."

Jin He took a deep breath and whispered: "The cooperation between us has lasted for 13 years from the time I controlled the first block of my life until now, and I have invested tens of billions of dollars in your company to support your career, I want to ask you now, am I your friend?"

"Of course, Fix, you're an important partner for us... Tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I want to maintain my empire!"

Kim gritted his teeth and said, "It doesn't matter if it's a goddamn spider, a nightcrawler, or a burning skeleton, damn the Devils... I just need to maintain my empire, that's all!"

"No problem, then join us and fight for the great cause together, Jin He, people need faith to persevere in adversity, you have suffered another hurdle in your life, obviously, as 13 years ago, we can still help you!"

The voice on the other side became nervous:

"Come on, come to my company, and I'll show you our strength... Of course, before that, I hope you can learn a slogan, we are happy to spread this slogan to the whole world, and your participation will also make us stronger and closer to this goal!"

"What?"

Kim subconsciously asked, and the guy named Daniel whispered on the phone:

"Hail Hydra! Remember it, it will be the key to the second peak of your life, come, I will be waiting for you here, waiting for a brother to join this great cause. ”

Meanwhile, in distant Gotham, Cyber leaned back on the couch and watched as Raven took the black lockbox that had been unlocked from his eyes, his expression hidden in the darkness, and only after Raven took out his dagger and stabbed herself three times, he asked in a low voice:

"Is this thing enough for you to get into their central circle?"

Raven shook her head:

"Not enough, because Nick Fury's recent crazy blows have made those guys nervous and wary, and although I have regained the trust of Alexander Pearce, he is only one of the top leaders of Hydra after all, and I will have to find a way to gain the approval of one of them before I can gain the power to command the operation independently. ”

Cybermore rubbed his chin, and eventually, looking at Raven, who had reverted to Agent Sylvet, he whispered:

"Sergei and the Brotherhood in New York have full authority to cooperate with you, Raven, if necessary, even if you abandon the Hell's Kitchen position in New York, it is acceptable, it is only our outpost, there are too many people to act, by the way, the details of the Insight Project, have you got it?"

"Bang"

A metal USB stick was thrown in front of Cyber's eyes, and a strange smile appeared on Agent Hilvet's lips:

"You're right, Cyber... It's an amazing plan, but I'm sure it's going to end up completely burying Hydra and the Ten Rings. ”

"Hmph, cheap them. ”

With a wave of his hand, Raven's disguised Agent Sylvester climbed out of the window, and 10 seconds later, Cyber's angry roar echoed throughout the docklands:

"Rats, crumbs, maggots, find them for me, kill them, bring their heads back with my stuff!"