Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 22
In the office, Jin, who was as strong as a hill, was sitting on the sofa, looking calmly at the group of men who had been stripped to nothing but their shirts and shorts, the big and small bosses who were kidnapped together, and several lying on the ground. bodyguard, "Who will tell me what happened?"

All the subordinates looked ashamed, and it took a long time for someone to answer.

Although the Bullseye was at the forefront of the B-level hunting order against Erica, the group of gangsters were not idle, chasing and intercepting in all directions—this was an order issued by Boss Jin Bing himself, who would not want to be exposed Turn back?

The fall of Bullseye made them even more excited.

I thought I could kill the opponent with a large number of people, but who knew that a blond man blocked the stairs leading to the platform, went in and lay down one, rushed in two and turned down a pair, his thick warhammer swung loudly, he was really majestic Lin Lin, invincible, no less than the tauren Hun Gaoling who blocked the portal to kill demons!

The most frustrating thing for these gangsters is that they just woke up from the dizziness, only to find that they have been searched, and even a few ten-cent bills in their pockets have been fumbled clean.

"A group of poor ghosts!" The blond man came up and tore off his jacket, "Aren't you guys awesome gangsters? Why are there only such bits and pieces? Did you hide your private money?"

Oh, God!Who would carry a wad of cash while killing someone?That little change is still a reserve fund for buying cigarettes.A group of gangster thugs who are usually domineering and domineering dare not speak back, they can only listen to each other's swearing without tears.Unexpectedly, this old man just took off his coat and trousers, and after turning around angrily, he suddenly came up with a whimsical idea.

"Your boss must be rich, right? I've worked so hard to come out, and I've spent so much energy, I won't let me return empty-handed..."

So, under the threat of a hammer, this group of gangster thugs with bare legs had no choice but to be wronged and pressed down the stairs, and drove towards Jin Bing's office.

"...so we can only bring him here!" The confidant who answered Jin Bing was so ashamed that he could jump into a hole in the ground.

Jin Bing nodded thoughtfully, and ordered: "Go down first!"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, not knowing who was taking the lead, they disappeared in a blink of an eye.In the huge office, only Jin Bin and a blond young man were running around.

"Boss Jin, your office is too poor. Apart from tables, chairs, sofas, and carpets, you didn't find any valuables?" The blond man pouted his buttocks and was banging on the iron door of the safe on the wall. There was a strange creaking sound, and the heavy and solid safe door was torn off abruptly, revealing a mountain of... documents inside!
Unexpectedly, Jin Bing did not take any action to stop him. Even though Cows casually picked up a stack of documents and flipped through them, and threw them back boringly, he smiled and said, "Nice meeting, Mr. Braddorf! There are documents in the refrigerator. Beer and drinks, if you are used to drinking tea, you will have to trouble yourself to boil water."

"I heard that you are in charge of the underworld business in New York?" Kouss opened the refrigerator and rummaged through it, took a bottle of soda water, walked to the coffee table on the sofa, dragged a wicker chair and sat down lazily, She curled her lips, "I don't even have any good tea leaves, I think it's nothing more than that..."

"Sorry, I don't have that kind of oriental leaves here, only English black tea. If you need it, you can ask someone to bring it to you at any time, Mr. Braddorf."

Cows frowned slightly, he thought for a moment, reached out to pick up the cigar box on the coffee table, looked at it for a while, then threw it back, and took out the crumpled cigarette box from his pocket.

There was a soft "click", it wasn't that someone was pulling out a gun, but Jin Bing bent over with great effort, and lit a cigarette for Cous with a lighter.

Kouss took a deep breath, exhaled a swirling smoke ring, and looked up at Jin Bin's chubby face for the first time, "Seeing is believing, a man known for his superb skills and brutal personality Wilson Fisk is surprisingly calm."

"Cruelty is not suitable for many occasions, calmness is!" Jin put the lighter in front of Cows, and sat back on the sofa by himself, "I have a hunch that you came here this time not just because of money Or Erica, maybe we can talk!"

"Erica is just one of the reasons, let me see..." Cows tilted his head and glanced at the wall clock on the wall, "No matter what happens, the three-day deadline has come, Erica The hunt for the exit has officially ended."

"Yes!" Jin nodded. He didn't deny the fact that the killing order was over, but he also emphasized, "In my case, Erica can exit safely, but the Hand will not care about these things." ——Of course, under the protection of Your Excellency, I believe that the Hand will only return in vain."

"Those five moldy old fingers are nothing more than candles in the wind!" Cows accepted Jin without shame and flattered him a little. He flicked the ashes into the ashtray, "The reason I came here is ...Boss Jin, have you met Alexandra and Mrs. Gao?"

Hearing these two names, Jin Bin's eyes immediately became sharp.

How could he not know it?

As one of the two leaders of the "Five Fingers" of the Hand, Jin Bing once reached a brief business alliance with Alexandra, and he even had close contacts with Mrs. Gao.

However, the close cooperation between him and Mrs. Gao was eventually betrayed, and Jin Bing's only son, Richard Fisk, died in an assassination. In the end, the investigation found a result that he could not believe—Richard was assassinated by the ninjas under Mrs. Gao.

But before Jinpin was about to launch his crazy revenge, Mrs. Gao had already left New York, claiming that she needed to go back to heaven to learn about the future.And just as Mrs. Gao left, the Hand's power suddenly disappeared without a trace.

After several months of thinking, Jin He, who was in great pain, finally realized that as a mafia emperor, he was not allowed to have the feelings of normal people.In order to eliminate the last bit of weakness in his heart, he finally killed his beloved wife Vanessa with his own hands.

"What do you want to say?" Jin Bin felt that his voice had become a little dry, and an overwhelming murderous intent gradually permeated his whole body involuntarily.

"Ah, don't get me wrong, I just want to tell you—" Cows casually put out the cigarette butt in his hand, "What did I just say? Oh, yes, I heard that Mrs. Gao is over 400 years old , and Alexandra is over 300 years old."

Jin Bing frowned, shook his head and said, "Then..."

"So what?" Cows took out another cigarette in a leisurely manner, snapped his fingers, the slightly flickering flame lit the cigarette, and then exhaled a long puff of smoke, his face full of satisfaction.

Jin Bin stared at the dancing flames of Cous's fingertips without blinking, his expression became more serious, and he said word by word: "Let's talk about it, Cous Braddorf, I need I understand everything you said. Of course, if there is indeed accurate and noteworthy information, I will also pay corresponding rewards and... chips!"

"You are old! Maybe you will die under a bullet or a knife one day. Even if you have good skills and strength, you can't stop the erosion of natural rules. After you die, who will pick up this Where is the location?" Cows threw an extraordinary bombshell, "I heard that you sealed the bodies of Richard King and Vanessa in an ice coffin?"

Jin Bing's huge body suddenly stood up, his eyes were full of anger, and the suit on his upper body collapsed in an instant, revealing a body that looked fat but was in fact extremely strong.

He was more than [-] meters tall and weighed an astonishing [-] pounds. When he stood up, he looked like a huge bear, making Cous, who was slumped on the chair, even more petite and weak.

"Idiot!" Kous didn't show the slightest fear, but flicked the cigarette ash lazily, "Can't you connect the two paragraphs together and think about it?"

The next moment, Jin Bing's expression became extremely stunned.

"Then, I'll give you two choices!" Cows mumbled with a cigarette in his mouth, "Cooperate, or I'll leave now!"

After being silent for a while, Jin pressed the phone on the desk and ordered: "Send the pot that was smuggled from the East to the office last year. I remember what it's called..."

"Oh, it seems to be called Dragon's Well!"

(End of this chapter)