Chapter 112: The High Table
"Okay, okay, the boss of the umbrella company is a little different from what I thought."
After all, he is a person who has experienced brutal hard work to sit in a high position, and when he encounters a little unfolding that is not quite the same as he imagined, Bowery is not so chaotic that he doesn't know how to speak.
"At such a young age, do you really want to know the back side of the world, Mr. Duncan?"
Duncan and Bowery sat across the table, carefully looked at the person in front of them, and made sure that Bowery was just an ordinary person, but it didn't matter, and said: "Hello, Mr. Bowery, as you think, I am a newcomer to the business, and I don't know much about the rules here in New York, but the umbrella company has the strength to take root in New York." ”
"I can see it......" Bowery sat upright, rubbed his hands slightly, and smiled, "You can ask questions now, $20,000 a question." ”
"I don't mind the price, provided Mr. Bowery is genuinely sincere."
Duncan smiled, money is just a string of numbers to him, even if Bowery asks for $200,000, he will not refuse, but he will not cooperate with him in the future.
"Who made the rules of the underworld?"
"Ah, what a clever question, the rules of the underworld are made and controlled by the High Table, this question I can answer in more detail."
Bowery and Duncan looked at each other with a strong evil taste, as if expecting children to know that Santa Claus is actually a non-existent adult, "The High Table is an underground force composed of the most powerful and wealthy people in the world, they maintain basic peace on the surface, but secretly make all kinds of bloody rules, as long as you are willing to spend money, you can let the killer kill anyone in this world, but not the leader of the High Table." ”
"Oh...... I know, hypocritical rules are used to trap the lambs who don't know how to resist. ”
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To Bowery's disappointment, Duncan only showed a joke-like expression, acting nonchalant, and signaling that he could continue.
"Yes, yes, I've seen through the tricks of the high table. They just use their power to establish rules, like an adult version of a playhouse, arranging roles for everyone, once you do something that doesn't fit the role positioning...... Out, then a new player enters the game. ”
"Is that all? Well, the next question, what are the rules. ”
……
Time was spent between a question and answer from Duncan and Bowery.
Bowery answers a lot of questions and gives Duncan a different side of the world.
An underground kingdom enacted by the High Table, covering 70% of the world's regions and countries, with more than 100 million killers and 300 million armed men busy under the rules.
Their thirst for war and blood has never been extinguished, but has gradually shifted from the open to the dark.
Half of the daily killings in New York are committed by poor killers who don't have gold to pay scavengers to dispose of bodies.
Everyone who lives under the sun can be assassinated, and the service center hidden beneath the surface of the world is like the heart of a machine, driving the chain of rules.
The High Table provides a safe place for the killer to live, a dedicated doctor, a supporting store, accurate intelligence, and a flawless aftercare.
Assassination orders provide a platform for capitalists to kill people for a small fee, and killers who have become puppets of the rules will swarm to help capitalists easily eliminate their opponents, or strangle those who want to climb to the top.
The rules of this world are such that the poor can never climb to the top on their own, either accept sponsorship or die.
Players who have tasted the benefits of the rules are not willing to give up this set of rules that allow them to overlook all beings.
In answering questions, Bowery repeatedly expressed a veiled dislike for the rules.
This kind of domineering rules all reflect the contempt of the powerful for ordinary people, perhaps they are born accustomed to being superior.
The more he knew, the angrier Bowery became, and the more angry he became, the more he wanted to pull the high table off the altar.
He sees hope in the areas where the High Table disdains to operate, and in the corners of the homeless and the poorest groups, even drug dealers look down on them, Bowery finds value in them.
Over the years, he brought the homeless community together and gradually climbed to where they are today, to the point where even the high table required attention.
But that's not enough......
Looking at Bowery, who was always smiling, Duncan closed his eyes and digested the information in his head.
This world is indeed just an ordinary world, there is no fantasy race as he thought, just an open and secret battle between some ordinary people.
This sick world has unwritten rules, everyone seems to be living in a cage, and a few people who see through the essence of the cage cannot jump out of it, which is not a kind of thinking constraint.
It doesn't matter what the rules of this world are, Duncan only cares about how to get the resources that the umbrella company needs in this world?
And what is the world's most worthwhile resource?
Duncan suddenly remembered that there was another reason why he came here in person, took out another spare phone, turned on the video to show Bowery, and asked, "The last few questions, who is this person?" ”
In the mobile phone is the video of two people stabbing each other in the subway, and the man in the suit in the video is brave, and he can move flexibly to attack when he pulls a hole in his thigh, which is impossible to ignore.
Squinting at the characters in the video, Baueli dragged out a long voice: "Oh~ Your vision is very good, he is the top killer, Daredevil, John Wick!" He was once seen killing three people with a pencil in a bar! One pencil, three people! ”
"Then the suit on his back, why did there be a few bullet holes, he was shot, but he didn't die, why?" Duncan cut out the picture again, pointing to a few bullet holes in John Wick's back.
Bowery looked at it and replied nonchalantly: "Maybe it's a new model of bulletproof vest you're wearing, or maybe it's some new technology, and this answer is money!" ”
Vest? New technology?
Getting such an ordinary answer made Duncan stunned, he thought that this answer should be unusual, but he didn't expect the answer to be unexpectedly normal.
It is indeed possible that it is a bulletproof vest, and there may indeed be special materials in this world to make special body armor, so that people can still fight flexibly after wearing it.
Disappointed, Duncan, who learned the truth, sighed with some disappointment.
He already knows enough about this world, and he knows how to register a killer and how to enter that world, so he has no problem spending money to learn from Bowery.
And then the question goes back to the beginning, can the umbrella companies get what they need from this world?
"That's my question, Mr. Bowery, would you be interested in doing business with the Umbrella Company?"
Duncan came up with the idea that he didn't have any intelligence system in this world, and if he wanted to gather any information, it was best to find a partner and find useful technology for the umbrella company.
If you don't find it, people in this world who seem to have added a berserk buff are actually a resource, they are used to fighting, and every healthy citizen is a qualified soldier as long as he undergoes simple training, which is the result of the environment.