In the dimly lit room, a gentle man in a suit and leather shoes pushed open the door. Ignoring the heavily armed Russians in the room, the gentle man walked into the room slowly. In the depths of the room, stood a short-haired Russian man. He looked at a charred corpse on the table with a dazed expression. The gentle man glanced at the corpse and said calmly: "Vladimir, my employer expresses his condolences to you. He deeply regrets your brother's departure. However, there are some things we still need to discuss." After a few seconds, Vladimir turned to look at him. "Jin doesn't want to talk. He should come here by himself instead of sending you as an assistant to perfuse me." "Sorry, my employer can't come when he encounters some problems, but he has given full authority to handle it. You can rest assured about this." Vladimir came in front of the gentle man, with a cold light in his eyes, like a raging brown bear, full of gnawing anger: "I said, let Faith himself talk about it, not one of his dogs !" The gentle man narrowed his eyes, his tone remained calm: "Please don't mention this name."
"Oh? Do you mean Kim Bin, or Wilson Faith?" Vladimir's eyes were cold, and he glared cruelly at the gentle man. As the leader of the Russian Ross gang, he was never afraid of anyone, including Jin Bing, who is now famous. He tapped the gentle man's chest hard with his fingers, and the huge amounts of strength pushed the gentle man back a few steps: "Your name is Wesley, right, you go and tell Faith Ke, if he wants to talk seriously, then Let him come to me by himself, don't use this perfunctory attitude!" After being treated like this by Vladimir, Wesley was not angry, and straightened his collar leisurely. Immediately afterwards, Wesley said: "Since you don't want to talk about business affairs, let's talk about private affairs." "About the two attackers who blew up the Warehouse, my employer has sent people to investigate and find out the identity of one of the attackers. I believe that we will be able to follow these clues to investigate another attacker soon." the identity of the author." "What did you say!?" Hearing his words, Vladimir took a sudden step forward and stared at Wesley. "Tell me, who is that damned attacker!" "Don't worry, I can understand your anger. After all, we also sacrificed a lot of people and lost a batch of goods. You are not the only one who wants to find the two attackers." Wesley did not answer Vladimir's question, and continued: "You should learn to control your anger. I know that your brother's death makes you very sad, but some things cannot be avoided after all." "Ms. Gao and Mr. Xin already know about your brother's death. They think that you lack a strong helper, which will affect your business. They plan to re-evaluate you. They think you may no longer be competent for some jobs." Resisting his eagerness to know the heart of the attacker, Vladimir gritted his teeth and said, "Why don't I know about this?" "Because we were discussing it in private." Wesley smiled slightly: "Fortunately, my employer is willing to help you regain your footing, for example, assisting you in some missions that require additional services..." "Faith wants to take over my job!?" Before Wesley could finish speaking, Vladimir directly exposed their real purpose with red eyes. Mrs. Gao, Xin, Lilan, Jin Bing. And their two Ross brothers, Vladimir and Anatoly.
They are all gang leaders from Hell's Kitchen, but they did not conflict with each other. Instead, they chose to join forces to carry out criminal activities, each completing different tasks, so as to achieve non-conflict and uniform distribution of interests. protocol. And Vladimir and Anatoly are mainly responsible for the transportation. Wesley was right about one thing. Because of the two people, Vladimir and Anatoly were able to jointly manage more sites. Now that Anatoly is dead, the site left by him has temporarily become unmanaged, seriously affecting Follow the common interests of their gang alliance. From Vladimir's point of view, Jin Bing just took a fancy to the territory left by his younger brother, what kind of nonsense assistance, he clearly wants to take over Anatoly's transportation work, this is undoubtedly trying to dig a piece of the Russian Ross gangster Big meat. Wesley didn't deny it, and said with a smile: "This is only for the common interests of everyone, and it is good for both parties." "Fuck the benefits!" Vladimir roared with anger on his face: "Faith Ke's appetite is really big enough, he actually wants to directly eat half of my territory?" "Get out! Tell Faith Ke, this is impossible! Don't try to threaten me with information about those two attackers, I don't need his help to find those two damned guys!!" Wesley took out a white handkerchief and wiped the spit from Vladimir's face. "I hope you will seriously consider it. My employer is waiting for your reply." … "Boom!" After a knock on the door, Wesley walked into the office. He looked at the huge figure at the desk, and reported respectfully: "Vladimir did not agree, but his hatred for the two attackers is very deep." Under the bright light, there was a fat man nearly two meters tall, wearing a custom-made high-end suit, his figure was huge but not round. With that friendly face, people who don't know him will only think that he is a kind and ordinary businessman. And the same is true on the surface, he is Hell's Kitchen's famous philanthropist, Wilson Faith. He once donated a large sum of money for the construction of New York, and declared that he hoped to give New York the peace it never had. Ironically, however, the philanthropist has a secret identity. That is Jin Bin, the master of the underworld in Hell's Kitchen, who makes everyone fearful! Happy reading every day during Spring Festival in the Year of the Rabbit! Recharge 100 and get 500 VIP coupons! Immediate recharge (activity period: January 21st to February 5th)