The three Franks, who had set foot on the land of New York again, looked visibly solemn.

Years of experience in fighting have made them feel a different atmosphere of slaughter in the airport.

They always felt that someone was glancing at them.

But they don't know where the danger comes from.

For no other reason than simply because there are too many people near the terminal.

Frank frowned and whispered through the commotion around him:

"Why do I feel that something is wrong here?"

Du Wei didn't answer, just smiled and motioned for the three of them to put on their headphones.

Only then did the trio realize that they had returned to New York, a New York where all public cameras were under the control of machines.

The upgraded machine is perfectly capable of running while the Samaritans are online, so the amount of information they can get in public in New York will be a huge amount!

Soon, the three of them put on the headphones understood everything from the gradually undulating sound of the machine.

At least 50 people in the crowd in front of me have repeatedly entered and exited along the flow of people, and this kind of crowd of people who have repeated behaviors is naturally not ordinary tourists.

Thinking of the heart-warming bounty, the identity of these people is self-evident.

Killers, a lot of killers.

In addition to these killers that can be found from the trajectory of behavior, there are also 27 information blind spots near the terminal.

Those blind spots are as conspicuous as if a firelight had burned a hole in the map.

Obviously, those are some of the more cautious killers.

They knew about the existence of super AI, so they used signal jammers, noise jammers and other things to create information blind spots.

Even if it would reveal their location, at least it would be difficult for others to determine who was the killer in the crowd that came and went in the area.

In the face of this situation, you can only see that the situation at the time of the encounter is improvised.

The emergence of information blind spots makes the trio realize that machines are far from being omniscient and all-powerful gods.

Even with the help of machines, there are still many people in New York who find ways to circumvent the tracking of machines.

Things like wearing masks, masks, and the like make it difficult for cameras to use facial recognition systems.

However, Du Wei seems to have been prepared for this for a long time.

They had heard that the newcomer, David, had a gait recognition monitoring system that he had developed and had turned it over to machine learning.

With this system, the possibility of the machine being able to track without the other party's knowledge is greatly increased.

But even with gait recognition monitoring systems, it is impossible to detect enemies without losing their eyes.

So now that they have machine assistance, they can at most have a slight advantage over the others of the prophets.

However, if this is the case in the terminal, then the whole of New York may have already become a murderous city under the huge bounty.

Realizing this, the three immediately understood that even if John could make it from Rome alive to New York, he would not be able to move an inch.

If you want to survive, it is only possible to stay in the Continental Hotel for a long time.

But there are still outlaws in the Continental Hotel who are willing to take a risk for the huge bounty. ….

In other words, John, who was rewarded by the high table level, can be said to have no place to stand.

Frank vaguely understood why Du Wei didn't take them through the VIP aisle.

Du Wei just wanted them to see what would happen when they were openly hostile to the high table.

With such an overwhelming killer attack, who can pat their chests and guarantee that they will not die?

Even if you don't die today, you may die tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

As long as the bounty is still there and the high table is still there, then the killers will pounce like sharks smelling blood!

McKel, who had been silent all the time, suddenly asked:

"If the high table is true

falls, so who should balance these huge number of killers?

Accustomed to killing, whatever they do will be a factor of social instability.

Now there is still a system of high tables, and they can do it under the rules.

But what if we do pry into the behemoth of the high table?"

Du Wei glanced at McKel in some surprise.

This guy doesn't speak day by day, because he is thinking about these deeper social issues.

However, Du Wei already had a plan for this, and now that McKel asked, he just mentioned it.

After all, they will need to help me with the rest of the matter.

"There's no need to worry about that, when Eddie becomes president, a national gun ban bill will be introduced.

At the same time, the machine will mark the killers who once served the high table.

Any risky behavior will be stopped before it happens.

What's more, the high table is bound to have crazy internal friction before it falls, and how many killers can stay in the end?

Just like now, if these killers who wanted to kill John didn't run into John, they were lucky.

If they do, only one of them is destined to live, and guess who will stand in the end?"

McKale nodded.

He already understood Du Wei's subtext, and he also knew what he was going to do in the future, and he acquiesced to this result.

Because if Du Wei's plan can really be implemented, then it is still very likely to achieve this result.

Through the implementation of super AI and related laws, the whole country and the world will become a country with a low crime rate.

However, the resistance to implementation is probably unprecedented.

Not to mention anything else, how many people have been touched by the arms alone?

At that point, there will be only one way to get rid of those obstacles, and kill them all.

This kind of operation, as always, is in line with Du Wei's philosophy, killing to stop killing, and countering violence with violence.

And he, McKel, is also willing to be that murderous knife for a better future!

The other two were not fools either, and they realized it when they heard about Du Wei's plan.

Frank didn't care, all he wanted was enough money and enough freedom.

But he killed Johnson, who belonged to the Kemora family, for the sake of freedom.

In other words, everything that happens to John today is also very likely to happen to him in the future.

So he and the high table are a never-ending situation.

Another peaceful world can give him the life he really wants.

Therefore, as long as he is not really sent to death, he will not oppose Du Wei's decision. ….

As for Reese, his heart is much more entangled than the other two.

Unlike the other two's decisiveness, Reese and Finch are the same kind of people.

If possible, he would not be willing to kill people to achieve his goals.

But most of the things that Du Wei wants to promote start with killing.

And it's not one or two, it's hundreds, and maybe even more.

Reeser understands this, but she struggles to do it.

Now I can only take one step at a time.

When the three of them had different thoughts, they didn't realize that Du Wei didn't take them back to the secret base, but took them to the subway station passage in New York.

When they came back to their senses, they realized that something was wrong with the path Du Wei had taken, and that this was not the subway route back to the secret base.

Frank frowned slightly, this was not a good time to make trouble in New York.

Now there are killers on high tables everywhere swinging.

They could erase their presence from the camera through the machine, but they couldn't fool the double eyes.

So whatever Du Wei was going to do, it didn't seem to him to be a good time.

What he thinks is a good time would be when the dust settles on John's side and all sides relax.

However, Du Wei always has his reasons for doing things, and in order not to be slapped in the face, Frank decided to ask first.

Anyway, I don't know why, but for them, Du Wei has never lacked patience to answer.

Maybe there are any key characters in this seemingly ordinary subway passage?

So Frank asked out loud:

"What? Aren't we going back and talking about the next steps?

Or is it a carnival day too?"

Du Wei chuckled and shook his head:

"Where are there so many carnivals, and if we continue to carnival, it will be our end.

We'll go back, but before we can go back, I need to get the support of the 14th block forces."

"14 blocks? What does this have to do with the New York subway station?"

Du Wei pointed to the underground passage in front of him and motioned for the three of them to look into the passage.

On both sides of this passage there are many homeless people, dressed in tattered clothes and holding begging cups, kneeling or sitting or lying down telling stories that are sad for the listeners and weeping for the listeners.

It looks like every subway station in New York, and there's nothing strange about it.

But soon, they noticed something out of the ordinary.

The homeless here doesn't seem to be as simple as the real homeless people.

They seem to be very organized and disciplined.

Even the spacing of the begging positions is exactly the same.

And most importantly, although they are begging, they do not see the desire for money in their eyes.

These guys are like those 996 workers who get a fixed salary and have lost all their enthusiasm, and they come here to work.

Since wages don't change, there's no difference between hard work and fishing.

It's just that it's easy to understand that migrant workers have wages, but do homeless people also get wages in addition to subsistence allowances?

It's weird.

When everyone noticed the abnormality, Du Wei had already found the target he was looking for. ….

I saw him striding towards one of the homeless men who was begging perfunctorily.

The three of them glanced at each other, not noticing anything unusual about the homeless man.

With a little curiosity, the three of them followed behind Du Wei and walked forward together.

It was only when they got closer that they discovered the details that this person was different from the other homeless people.

Although the guy kept shaking the stainless steel cup in his hand like everyone else and asking for money, his face was also stained.

But he has a thick callus at the junction between his thumb and forefinger.

All three of them have been in the special forces, and they also have this layer of cocoon on their hands.

So they quite understand how this cocoon is formed.

This is clearly due to the long-term holding of the gun!

How did a homeless man become a long-term gun-wielding character?

They cannot afford to use firearms for long periods of time.

The identity of the homeless man is undoubtedly the identity of this person's cover.

Could it be that this man is a killer?

When they took a closer look, they found amazing details.

For example, there are calluses on the left and right sides of the index finger, and the position of the calluses coincides with the size of the trigger.

Then they were almost certain that the homeless man in front of them had pulled the trigger.

It is known that there are only two cases in which the trigger is pulled for a long time, regular training, as well as ...... Kill regularly!

This means that this guy is a veteran, seasoned killer.

I am afraid that the number of people who died under this guy's gun because they were deceived by the guise of a homeless man will not be a small number.

The three of them couldn't help but glance at each other again.

Is this the 14th block in Du Wei's mouth?

A group disguised as nothing

A killer of homeworthy people?

A force made up of a group of killers?

Shouldn't this be called the Continental Hotel? And how can it be called the 14th block?

And listening to Du Wei, these 14 blocks are opposition forces that are not under the jurisdiction of the high table.

Just when everyone's questions popped up one after another.

Boom!

A crisp sound rang out from the stainless steel cup.

I saw Du Wei drop a gold coin of excellent color into the stainless steel cup of the homeless man.

Glimpsing the gold-colored homeless man had stopped begging, he frowned, his eyes lifted upward, and an astonishing killing intent flashed.

There was no expression on the stubb-covered face, and he just looked at the four people in front of him quietly, and the other hand was already hidden in his sleeve and held the pistol.

As long as something is wrong, he will shoot the four people in front of him mercilessly.

Within three steps, the pistol is accurate and fast, but it is not blown out!

But in the next second, he relaxed his tense body, and the hand that was shrunk in his sleeve also released the grip of the pistol.

For what the man said was:

"Take me to meet the King of Borry Street."

According to the rules, as a connector, he would not refuse a request to see the king after receiving the gold coins.

Of course, whether the king sees them or not is another matter.

He tilted the stainless steel cup in his hand slightly, and the probe confirmed the authenticity of the gold coin with the appearance of a broken arm Venus.

Then there was a whistle, and immediately two fellows, also dressed as vagabonds, came silently and motioned to follow them. ….

Without hesitation, Du Wei followed.

Seeing this, the other three also silently relaxed their tense bodies and followed.

At that moment, they had already felt the gaze of the homeless man in front of them scan the vital parts of their bodies.

The obvious killing intent made it impossible for them not to be vigilant.

But all this dissipated after Du Wei uttered the five seemingly magical words of King of Borry Street.

They know what kind of place Borry Street is.

It's a well-known slum in Manhattan, New York, teeming with drunkards and homeless.

This place is not far behind, if not surpassed, by Hell's Kitchen, which is also a chaotic place.

Because homeless people can kill their entire family for the sake of a small crumb.

When did a king appear in such a place?

Listening to Du Wei's meaning, their power is not even small.

However, now was not a good time to ask, and they would soon see it for themselves.

Confused and wary, the group followed the two homeless men through a maze of underground passages before they reached the top floor of an abandoned building by the Hudson River.

They were surrounded by the famous Hudson River, and in front of them were countless pigeon cages and mobile phones placed next to them.

There was a burly figure with his back to them, stroking the carrier pigeon in his hand.

When he heard the movement behind him, the burly figure turned around and said:

"Look, who is this? A distinguished guest from a wealthy area?

Look at your neat handmade Italian suits, which are truly enviable.

But you seem to be in the wrong place, and Borry Street is not the place you rich should be.

I also don't welcome the dogs on the high table to pee on my grounds.

So, leave a finger for each of you, and I can let you go safe and sound."

Cut off your fingers?

Are you kidding?

Hearing this threat, the three people held their pistols in their hands as soon as they moved, and they had bulletproof suits, and they were still confident that they would escort Du Wei out under this siege.

But as the words of the King of Borry Street fell, the homeless people around him had already raised their automatic rifles in their hands.

Looking at the confident look on their faces, it is clear that it is a sense of superiority brought by sufficient firepower.

At this moment of tension, Du Wei suddenly laughed and attracted everyone's side eyes.

"Alright, don't pretend, you think you're independent of the high table, you don't need to follow their rules, and you even have the right to choose your own bounty.

But you know very well what the truth is.

You're the king, yes, but only the king of Borry Street.

But the high table, it's the king of the world!

So you dare to do it here with a member who has contributed a lot to the Continental Hotel.

Then the next moment, the adjudicator of the high table will come to your door and ask you to pay more fingers.

for thou hast despised the authority of the high table."

Hearing the words of the young man in front of him trampling on his authority, a look of displeasure clearly flashed on the face of the King of Borry Street.

"Really? A raised table? What is it?

I can't do what I want to do!

On Borry Street, it's just me, and it's just me!

So now I've changed my mind, I want you to leave a palm!

I'd like to see if the so-called adjudicator will come!"

In the face of the strong reply of the King of Borry Street, the smile on Du Wei's face was even worse.

A picture is worth a thousand words.

The King of Borry Street had a hard mouth, and Du Wei believed that he could speak unyielding words in the face of the adjudicators.

It's just that in the end, he still had to leave everything behind and endure the pain of seven knives.

In the end, it is only strength that can make the king of Borry Street recognize the reality.

So Du Wei slowly took out the signal jammer in his arms under the gaze of the King of Borry Street and said:

"I don't really care if she's coming or not, because I'm ready to go back with all my hands and feet before I come here.

Now let alone a finger, I can't bear to drop even a single hair here.

See what I'm doing? This is the launch button for tactical nukes.

If you want to die, you can repeat what you just said."

(Thank you for the monthly passes, thank you, the heart trembling, looking for life, dragon fighting Xuanhuang, and Xiaocao, thank you!) ）

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