Bab 25: Chapter 25: Tigers return to mountains, poisonous snakes come out of their holes
Newyork Airport.
A black Cadillac team parked neatly on the side of the road.
More than a dozen black-clothed bodyguards surrounded the convoy, their fierce eyes and sturdy physique alone made nearby pedestrians think they couldn't get close.
The people who took such a grand occasion were either rich businessmen or celebrities.
Pedestrians peeped from afar, secretly guessing.
There was a sudden noise at the exit.
A group of burly men in black came out, surrounded by a man in a suit.
There is the courage to lean over and take a look.
He has an indifferent square face and a huge bald head. He is nearly two meters tall, and he is a big fat man with big arms and round waist.
Fat man?
If a warrior who is not afraid of death dares to take off his suit jacket, he will find that those bodybuilding champions on TV are simply fighters in the garbage.
More than 90 percent of this man's body is muscle.
Wow!
The Cadillac's door was pulled open.
Wesley got out of the car, tidied up his suit and greeted him, saying respectfully and admiringly, "Boss! Welcome back!"
This man in a suit is the King of the Underground in New York - wilson fisk aka kingpin!
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The Cadillac team was driving on the highway, fisk and Wesley were sitting in the back row, both of them looked out the window sideways without saying a word.
Wesley is very nervous, fisk entrusts the gang to him before leaving, and the result?
Jason and his wife were slept together, the New York gang was in complete chaos, and Jason, the initiator, was dashing out of nowhere.
The most important thing is that he also has a credit for this.
Thinking of this, Wesley felt ashamed of kingpin, so he didn't dare to say a word.
After a long silence, fisk spoke first.
"I heard that he robbed the bikers last night?"
Wesley nodded and said, "Yes. Twenty people died in the speeding party, and they lost 4 million worth of goods. These people are crazy, riding motorcycles all over the street to find people."
"Jason doesn't have a shipping channel, he must have sold it to someone else." Fisk analyzed carefully: "Check! Check all the black market merchants in New York, especially those who have traded with Jason."
"OK!"
After speaking, the carriage became quiet again.
Wesley lowered his head, struggled for a while in his heart, and said with courage, "I'm sorry boss, I told Jason about the bikie party."
Fisk frowned and looked at him blankly: "Why?"
Wesley told what happened before, including his wife's cheating.
"It turns out that Jason has your handle!" Fisk listened silently, and sarcastically said: "The biker party's goods are only worth 4 million US dollars, why didn't you tell him where our goods were hidden? The value of that batch of goods. higher."
Wesley was a little angry, and said with a serious and serious expression: "Jason didn't ask, and even if he did, I wouldn't say it, even if i was in prison for the rest of my life."
Fisk suddenly laughed and said, "Isn't that enough! What are you worried about!"
He patted Wesley on the shoulder: "As long as you don't sell out the gang or me, you will always be my most proud underling."
"As for those bikers, the mafia, we'll have to deal with it one day. Jason is just working for us."
Fisk's generosity moved Wesley a little, thinking that he really did not follow the wrong person.
He then asked again: "Boss, because of Jason, the entire gang in New York is in chaos. I'm afraid if this goes on like this, they will fight themselves before Jason comes to the door."
Fisk said proudly: "They're all a bunch of stupid guys! Don't worry, as long as I'm in New York, New York will never be chaotic."
Others are bragging when they say this, but when the kingpin said it, no one dared not believe it.
"Then what should Jason do? The wanted notice has been issued for several days, and there is no news at all. Do you want to spread everyone in the gang out?"
"Jason~~" fisk snorted disdainfully, "It's just a stray dog, I can crush it to death. You don't care about him, I will definitely catch him with my own hands."
"Okay." Wesley asked again, "Boss, Mrs. Gao wants to see you."
"Gao?"
Jin and immediately put away his contempt.
There are many famous people in the underground of New York, but there are only a handful of people who can give kingpin a headache. Even Jason, the ace gunslinger, is not qualified, but Mrs. Gao is one of them.
This woman is very smart and very dangerous. She has more than 80% of New York's hay channels in her hands.
He is obviously Chinese, but has close ties with Japanese gangsters, and can get the best high grass resources from Mexico.
The intricate network of relationships behind her is what makes fisk feel difficult.
Fisk sighed and said, "Invite her to the house, and bring out that box of Chinese tea to entertain her."
"Okay." Wesley called and informed his subordinates to start the arrangement.
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The convoy drove all the way to fisk's mansion in Manhattan.
The top floor meeting room.
Mrs. Gao, leaning on crutches and wrinkled on her face, was sipping tea with a cup of tea.
Fisk's guards were all over the place. They bowed their heads and put their hands behind their backs, daring not to make a sound.
"Gao, hello!"
Fisk came over, smiled and said hello in broken Mandarin.
"Wilson, long time no see." Mrs. Gao stood up with a smile and called fisk by his real name.
After some courtesies, the two sat down face to face, like old friends who haven't seen each other for many years, sipping tea and chatting.
"Wilson, I regret what happened to Vanessa, but from my point of view, Jason really did a good thing."
Fisk's pupils shrank, and fire was gathering in his heart.
Mrs. Gao didn't seem to see it, and continued: "Since Vanessa appeared, her soul will be sucked away by her."
"I don't care about things in the gang or business. All I know is to meet her for dinner and talk about art topics in the gallery."
"It's my fault, I've changed it." Fisk rarely bowed his head to admit his mistake.
Mrs. Gao nodded and said, "I know. You sent someone to kill Vanessa, which shows that you have woken up. I am very relieved."
"But I came to you today, not because of Vanessa, but because of Jason."
Fisk was not very puzzled: "Has Jason offended you?"
Mrs. Gao took a sip of tea and said, "Not yet, but hey grass needs a stable market. If Jason continues to make trouble like this, it will definitely destroy our business, so I sent someone to take action."
Fisk and Wesley were stunned.
The police and the gang were crazy about finding Jason, but they didn't even find Jason's shadow.
Mrs. Gao found him so easily.
"Gao! Thank you very much." Fisk became excited: "Please tell me the address, I will send someone right away..."
"Wilson!" Mrs. Gao interrupted loudly, rudely.
"What you have to do now is to stabilize the situation in New York, not to grab Jason to satisfy that little self-esteem in you."
Fisk's face turned red, but he couldn't find anything to refute.
Mrs. Gao put down the teacup, looked at her watch and said, "Count the time, he should be here."
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