After the words fell, the entire high table fell into a deathly silence, and only the heavy gasps and stunned eyes could reveal the turmoil in everyone's hearts.

Syllable!

Zheng Jirong threw his head on the dining table, and the head stopped after a few turns on the table, Pablo's facial features twisted violently from pain pointed straight at everyone on the table.

"Don't have anything to say?"

Zheng Jirong, who was sprayed with blood, looked at everyone in the chair one by one, and after seeing that they were all silent, he grinned and asked:

“Why so serious？”

At the head of the table, a man in a suit with a cold face said unhappily after reading all this: "Do you know that the precepts of the high table strictly prohibit council members from killing each other, and you have committed a great crime as soon as you enter the council!" ”

"Oh? There is such a precept. ”

Zheng Jirong wiped his bloodstained hands with a napkin, and looked up at him after hearing the man's words.

Vincent Corleone, the third-generation godfather of the North American Hi Hand Party, and his family has a very large influence in both political and business circles throughout the United States, and can be said to be one of the strongest directors of the high table.

He then said nonchalantly, "Mr. Corleone may not know, but there is a saying in my country called "He who does not know is not guilty", so Elder. You're not going to punish me for killing Pablo, are you? ”

At this time, the elder who was staring closely at the head of Pablo on the table said with the corners of his mouth raised after hearing this: "The identity of Mr. Zheng's director was just confirmed a few minutes ago, and it is normal for him not to know these precepts of our high table, so the high table will not be particularly troubled by this matter. ”

Corleone couldn't help frowning when he heard this, he was the most disciplined person in doing things, so he hated people like Zheng Jirong who wantonly broke the rules, but just as he was about to say something, other voices came from the table.

"Mr. Zheng, don't you think it's inappropriate for Pablo to just make fun of your race and country, and you cut off his head with a knife in front of so many of us?"

The person who spoke was an old black man, Zheng Jirong had read his information, this person was Sloan, the leader of the Brotherhood, the largest assassin organization in North America, and it was said that the killers in their organization would turn bullets

"I don't think there's anything wrong with it", Zheng Jirong spread his hands and said: "I hate that someone keeps talking during meetings, and since I came in, this dead ghost's mouth has never stopped." ”

"As soon as I sat down, this guy started rambling and chattering and chirping like a fly, no, a bunch of flies around me."

"So I can only cut off the head of this fly and make the world clean for a while."

"Hehe", Sloane smiled and said to Zheng Jirong: "It's not a big deal for you to kill a Pablo, but do you know how big his power is in Colombia?" The armed forces of tens of thousands of people are not something that you can solve by an ordinary Hi Gang. ”

After Zheng Jirong heard this, he nodded solemnly, and he pointed to the old black man and said, "You old guy is very right, but you still know too little about me." ”

He leaned over slightly and said to Sloane on the opposite side: "There is a saying in my country called [cutting grass and eradicating roots], and I think that the person in this world who has the heart and ability to avenge Pablo is completely gone. ”

"What do you mean?" Vincent Corleone asked solemnly when he heard this.

After Zheng Jirong glanced at him lightly, he raised his palm and slapped it twice.

The main entrance of the hall was suddenly pushed open, and dozens of men wearing combat uniforms and black masks walked in quickly and orderly, each of them with a submachine gun on their chests.

"Director Zheng, what do you want to do?!" Vincent Corleone asked angrily when he saw this.

Not only him, but the rest of the people at the table also got up and shouted at Zheng Jirong after seeing that they were surrounded by a group of masked combat troops with guns:

"You are not allowed to bring any subordinates to the council meeting, what do you mean by that, Mr. Zheng?"

"Boy, you've already caused a big disaster by killing Pablo, so don't continue to provoke us if you're smart."

"This guy must be from GCD! Fack, I said in the first place that I shouldn't run a board of directors in Asia! ”

It's not that they don't have much knowledge, they are afraid of Zheng Jirong, so many people present, including the youngest Gianna, are actually executioners with blood on their hands, and killing people can be said to be commonplace for them.

It's just that Zheng Jirong cut off the head of the largest DU hero in Latin America with a special dinner knife in front of all of them a few minutes ago because others insulted his race, this guy is obviously a radical, who knows if he will let his subordinates shoot them all directly if he is hot now.

"Shh

Zheng Jirong put his finger to his lips, and after everyone quieted down, he shouted, "Ah Xi, bring something in." ”

A few seconds later, a man with the same masked face walked in carrying a bulging sack.

After seeing Zheng Jirong nodding to himself, Xu Xi untied the bag and poured out all the contents inside.

When everyone on the council saw the contents of the bag, they all looked at them in amazement.

Head!

The bag was filled with human heads, men, women and children, all of whom looked like Latin America.

Zheng Jirong lit a cigar and said lightly: "The people who have the ability to help Pablo avenge were all slaughtered by me last night, this is what we Orientals often say [cutting grass and eradicating roots], do you understand now?" ”

“.”

Everyone fell silent when they heard this, and with the power of the Medellín Group in Colombia, all the leaders were beheaded by Zheng Jirong, if it were them

At this moment, all of them thought one thing clearly, this Oriental man was far stronger than they thought.

"Director Zheng, you are too vicious", Vincent Corleone pointed to several young heads on the ground and said, "They are still children, and they have no ability to take revenge!" ”

"Grass"

After hearing his words, Zheng Jirong couldn't help but sneer: "Do you think that everyone will take your identity as a third-generation godfather seriously?" ”

"Do I need you, a waste who can only be a godfather by family inheritance, teach me how to do things?!"

"I heard that your grandfather Vito Corleone usually likes to reason with others the most", Zheng Jirong pointed at him and said coldly: "I will also tell you a truth today, the bullets fired from children's guns are as deadly as those fired from adults' guns!" ”

"Got it? Idiot! ”

"You !!" Vincent Corleone was furious, since the death of his uncle's second-generation godfather, Mike Corleone, no one dared to talk to him like this for many years, why should this Oriental kid.

"Hahahaha, Director Zheng is really amazing."

At this time, a short man at the table suddenly applauded and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that the largest DU group in the entire Latin American world would be dismantled by you alone, I don't think they know how they offended Mr. Zheng until they died." ”

"I'm Guzmán, and if Director Zheng has time to come to Mexico, I will definitely treat you well."

Zheng Jirong glanced at the man who spoke, [Shorty] Guzmán, the largest DU owl in Mexico, he and Pablo jointly monopolized eighty percent of the DU product market in North America, this time all the partners of the Medellín Group died, and the happiest one belonged to this guy.

Although Zheng Jirong doesn't have much affection for these foreign DU dealers, as long as these guys don't mess with themselves, he doesn't bother to touch them, after all, no matter how much the DU products they sell, they can't circulate on his territory.

After smiling at the guy, he looked at the elder at the table and said, "Since the Pablo matter has been settled perfectly, we should be able to talk about something else." ”

After the elder glanced at the head all over the ground, the corners of his mouth rose and said: "There is something that you may not know, just yesterday during the day, because he was dissatisfied with Mr. Zheng's joining the council, Pablo sent several waves of people to assassinate him, but unfortunately his strength was not good, and all of them were solved by Mr. Zheng, so this matter is actually Pablo's fault first, and Director Zheng is just passively fighting back." ”

After hearing his words, many people at the table glanced at the elder and Zheng Jirong with deep meaning, it seems that this time Pablo's death, the elder was also involved.

At this time, the elder followed up and said, "Now that Mr. Zheng's identity has been confirmed, the next thing to talk about is the matter of the Continental Hotel. ”

"High Table will build a brand new mainland hotel on Hong Kong Island, the specific address Mr. Zheng has already chosen, the amount is about 50 million US dollars, this money"

"Fifty million dollars?!" Vincent Corleone wondered, "Did I hear me right, a hotel costs 50 million dollars?" Are all the stones on your island made of gold? Dongying people bought the Empire State Building, but it only cost 40 million! ”

Zheng Jirong chuckled when he heard this: "Mr. Corleone is a little rare and strange, this 50 million US dollars is not for me, as the first and only continental hotel in Asia, it is natural to be more magnificent, otherwise how can it reflect the strength of our high table?" ”

The elder followed up and said, "This money will be allocated from the killer fund at the high table after the meeting, everyone can check it when the time comes, and besides that, there is one more thing"

He hesitated for a moment and said directly: "The geographical situation on Hong Kong Island is extremely tense, not only does it have the largest number of spies in the world, but also the non-governmental Hi Gang is very complicated, so in order for the mainland hotel to operate normally and safely, the shares given to Director Zheng this time will not be five percent but fifty percent of the usual." ”、

"Walter?"

"Elder, you're kidding, your suggestion isn't appropriate."

"Fifty percent? Wouldn't that be equivalent to all the killer employees in the mainland hotel on Hong Kong Island will obey him in the future? ”

"I will never agree to this!"

“.”

(End of chapter)