Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

Looking at Anthony with a fierce look in front of him and a smile that looked like a man-eating beast, if Kingpin still didn't understand what was going on, he was in vain.

"Okay Antonist, I underestimated you," Kingpin said with a fierce look in his eyes.

Anthony stretched out a finger, shook it, and said to Kingpin with a smile: "No, no, no, Mr. Wilson, you don't underestimate me, you don't take me seriously at all. Otherwise, You don’t know that I am different from you. I hate others hurting my family the most.”

"So that's it," Kingpin nodded, understanding Anthony's purpose. In fact, in his plan, he had not considered that someone would check on him. After all, this is the world of American comics, and there are endless talented people with strange skills.

But in the eyes of a person like him who puts his interests first, if there are not enough interests, even if someone knows that he did it, no one would dare to take such a big risk to directly oppose him. But looking at Anthony in front of him, Kingpin now had to admit that he probably underestimated human nature when planning.

He glanced out the window again at the places burning with raging fires. With his eyesight, he could even see scenes of firefights between the two sides in the nearest places. At the same time, he also noticed something, that is, a series of police car lights representing the dispatch of the police, like long queues, driving quickly from various police stations to the places of exchange of fire.

"Interesting," Kingpin turned around, squinted at Anthony and said, "Antonist, you are worthy of being a new gangster who has caused such a big disturbance in Manhattan during this period. In such a short period of time, you have become entangled in So many people attacked my factory and trading place. It was really fast and hard. I have to admit that you hurt me."

"But" Kingpin then picked up the glass of red wine that Anthony had placed on the table, pointed with his thumb out the window and said with a smile on his face: "You know, can you handle such a big scene, because those Eastern Europeans The whole of New York is now on high alert. Now such a large-scale attack has occurred again in many places, and heavy weapons have also been used. Are you sure that your angry gang can escape unscathed in this operation? For the sake of your father, have you given up everything? If so, I'm curious, is it really worth it?"

"Of course it's worth it. No matter who dares to hurt my family, he can only die in regret." Anthony drank the red wine in the glass, put it on the table, lit a cigar and said: "And there are some I'm afraid things are going to disappoint Mr. Wilson, and we will get out unscathed. At this point, I want to thank Mr. Wilson, you have set a good example for me."

"I'd like to hear it," Kingpin said expressionlessly.

"It's very simple. I sent someone to arrest a senior executive from that group of Eastern Europeans, and then used his name to hire a group of polar bear desperadoes through black channels. If the police intervene, this is the person responsible for the aftermath. A group of people will leave the bodies of several Eastern Europeans. Think about it, under the pressure of the officials in New York City above, how will our FBI and other agencies close the case?" Anthony puffed.

"Okay." Jin Bing laughed angrily. He didn't expect that he would be pecked by geese all day long. An inadvertent oversight would actually lead to the passive situation in front of him.

If it's true as Anthony said, Jin Bing doesn't know how the FBI and the detectives in the police department will close the case.

Not to mention that the places where Kingpin was attacked today were not very clean. Even if Kingpin was a good citizen, under the high pressure from the top of the New York government, those agents wanted to give an explanation to their superiors and the people in the shortest possible time. Will directly pour dirty water on those Eastern Europeans.

They even knew exactly how they wrote the report to Kingpin. It was nothing more than a gang vendetta, a crazy attack launched by a group of Eastern Europeans to avenge Kingpin, the initiator of the rally.

At this moment, the phone in Jin Bin's office rang again, and at the same time, the door of the room was pushed open. A bodyguard with a panicked look came in and reported: "Boss, it's bad, someone is attacking our headquarters and they are being feted." There seems to be something inside the person that should be pushed forward very quickly. Boss, do you want to go out and take shelter?"

"Is that you?" Kingpin asked, turning his head and staring hard at Anthony.

"Of course," Anthony nodded and said with a smile: "There is an old saying in the ancient East that captures the thief first. If you don't get rid of the big boss, Mr. Wilson, it will be useless no matter how many minions below you kill. No, "

"You are very confident." As the door opened, some vague gunshots also reached Jin Bin's ears. Jin couldn't help but stretch his muscles, picked up the cane beside the table and said calmly to Anthony.

"That's just one of the good things about me," Anthony quipped with a shrug.

Jin Bin said with a ferocious smile: "Are you sure your men can kill me?"

"Of course, I have always believed that, otherwise, let's try." Anthony blew out a smoke ring and glanced contemptuously at the few people who had just rushed in. From the words Kingpin and Anthony said, he sensed Anthony's danger and pointed a gun at him. Anthony's bodyguards.

"Hahahaha, okay, maybe," Kingpin's eyes flashed, and he glanced at a few bodyguards who were pointing guns at Anthony, and then looked at Anthony and said, "But I'm curious, how are you going to start from there?" "Go out of my office"

"Mr. Wilson's most reliable source is the guy behind your bookcase," Anthony asked with a smile.

"Can you detect the secret message or are you trying to trick me?" Jinpin said suspiciously.

Anthony was not obligated to explain. He shrugged and said indifferently: "Who knows?"

"Then take your little secret and go to hell." Kingpin's suppressed anger was finally aroused by Anthony, and he directly ordered several bodyguards in the room: "Kill him."

Sharing the blood order and sharing gin, in an adrenaline-stimulated state, a hazy blood-colored ghost figure appeared behind Anthony, and Anthony's heartbeat was like a drum, entering a superhuman state.

The bullets in the bodyguards' guns came out one after another, and they shot out angrily at Anthony, as if they were going to beat Anthony into a sieve.

For ordinary people, facing the rain of bullets that are densely intertwined into a large net in front of them, they can only close their eyes and wait for death. But Anthony has completely entered a superhuman state due to the massive stimulation of adrenaline. Therefore, bullets that were almost invisible in ordinary people's eyes were as slow as a snail in his eyes. He shook his body slightly and got out of the large net of bullets. All the bullets were empty, but Anthony stood there, safe and sound.

If ordinary people saw this situation, they would probably lose their minds a long time ago. But the people who can be kept by Kingpin's side are naturally the elites under his command. So after only a slight pause, he turned the muzzle again and started shooting again. Bullets flew instantly, instantly turning Kingpin's luxurious office into a mess.

It's not Anthony's style to just take a beating without fighting back. The highly stimulated state of adrenaline has turned Anthony into a super soldier. I saw him waving his hands and holding both guns. The two guns were flicked, and a few bullets were fired.

Bang bang bang. Although Anthony himself did not have Gin's infallible marksmanship, in this superhuman state, his bullets still accurately hit the heads of those experienced security guards one after another.

The large-caliber bullets instantly shattered the heads of the bodyguards, and blood, brains, and broken bones were sprayed everywhere. For a moment, the entire office was like purgatory.

"No wonder you dare to come here alone, a capable person," Jinbi said coldly, ignoring the bloody scene in front of him and staring at Anthony with narrowed eyes.

"Is Mr. Wilson still sure he can stay here?" Anthony asked and joked, glancing at the corpse on the ground.

Jin Bin gave a sinister smile: "Of course, it's not like I haven't killed anyone with abilities before, so I can add a collection to my collection room."

"I feel that I should add a very memorable item to my collection room."

ps: I don’t know if it’s because I’m too busy at work, but I can’t get into the mood lately. Once upon a time, I could code more than 15,000 a day, but now it’s so troublesome to code 5,000 a day. For this book, I spent all my time writing other books. One side was disconnected during the update. It seems that I will take a vacation recently to adjust.

Also, thanks for the reward that remains the same.