Mei Man: My Warhammer Simulator

Chapter 49 Jinhe and the Hand
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A solid wood desk weighing [-] kilograms was suddenly overturned to the ground.

Even the hard black marble floor was riddled with cracks.

Precious cultural relics that were originally placed on the table to play with.

And computer files and other sundries were scattered all over the place in an instant.

ding ding ding-

A copper coin from ancient Asia is bouncing around.

Slowly slid to a person's feet.

The expressionless Bullseye Lester seemed to be blind to the situation in front of him.

He kept silent, waiting for the storm to pass.

a few meters away.

A huge figure that was a head taller than Bullseye's entire body even sitting down slowly got up.

"I will not allow anything beyond my control to happen in this world..."

A deep voice sounded slowly, and the expression on the speaker's face was indifferent.

The depths of his eyes seemed to be filled with endless anger.

It's just that the anger quickly settled down.

The whole person unexpectedly returned to the previous calm.

Wilson Fisk, who was two meters tall, lowered his head and adjusted the white suit that was almost bursting with his burly figure.

At this moment, he suddenly asked Bullseye:

"Lester, what do you think about this matter?"

"Boss, I just wanted to say..."

The blond man standing in front of Wilson shook his head slightly.

He kept playing with a metal ring on his finger, and said with a light smile:

"It's not worth your anger. As I said earlier, the triads must be a stumbling block for you to rule the gangs, especially after you have made rules, divided the order, and greatly limited their sources of income...betrayal is only a matter of time Things, not to mention that those people are not of the same race as us..."

At this moment, Lester is like a treacherous man who is good at manipulating his tongue.

There seemed to be poisonous thorns hidden in the lazy tone.

"Oh? Did you say that? Why don't I remember?"

Wilson, with an indifferent expression, looked down at Lester and replied lightly.

At the same time, his eyes scanned the opponent's head back and forth.

As if wanting to open it and see what's inside.

I don't know how long it took.

Wilson's low voice once again echoed in the empty room.

"Lester... How much is the price of your betrayal? Or have you betrayed me?"

"how come--"

"Boss, you not only saved my life, I'm afraid you are the only one who can tolerate my obsession with killing people..."

Lester, who was questioned, bowed quickly.

He bowed his head in deference.

However, on that hidden face.

A little bit of green light emerged from the depths of the cold and heartless eyes, and then quietly disappeared.

It seemed to feel the sincerity of Leicester.

Wilson suddenly turned his tall and burly body.

He turned his back to Lester.

Staring at the New York city outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, he said slowly:

"Go, go and gather all the obedient people! Don't worry about anything!"

"Perhaps only death and blood can forge a real empire. For me who conquered the west coast, this is just a small wave..."

"Tomorrow, not a single policeman will show up on the block near the Fisk Building... A foreign gang with no foundation wants to betray, so let them see my true strength!"

stab-

In an instant, the back of 'Jin Bing' Wilson seemed to be a little more inflated.

An expensive white suit was suddenly torn apart by terrifying muscles, making a tearing sound.

"Jin Bin...long live!"

At this moment, Lester, who had been bowing his head, suddenly raised his face, and shouted frantically.

However, there was a slight sarcasm between the corners of his mouth, which was fleeting.

Long live my lord! ——

Manhattan, Chinatown.

Between an antique garden.

Wearing a dark red cheongsam with white hair tied up, Mrs. Gao is kneeling and meditating in an octagonal pavilion.

Suddenly, her closed eyelids trembled slightly, and she opened them suddenly.

whoosh-

A man in a black ninja costume rises from the shadows of the building.

Appeared in front of Mrs. Gao.

Before Madam Gao could speak.

The ninja in black faced Mrs. Gao with a numb expression.

asked coldly:
"Master Murakami asked me to ask you, why do you want to start a war with 'Jin Bin' at this time, and why do you want to destroy the plan to dig underground 'keel'?"

The voice did not fall.

Madam Gao suddenly got up slowly from the ground.

She walked over to the coffee table nearby.

With slender fingers twisting a few sticks of incense, he said without raising his head:

"'Jin Bin' has too much control over his gangsters, he won't allow us to dig out the underground 'keel'... What's more, the digging of the keel is always only done by the triads, when did you really participate? No Are you just sitting back and enjoying what you get?"

"you--"

The ninja in black was furious, and he put his palm on the weapon behind his waist.

He took a deep breath and continued:
"Without the help of the other four fingers, do you think you can cope with the counterattack of 'Jin Bin'? Or, have you given up the idea of ​​immortality? How long can this skin of yours last?"

Madam Gao raised her head.

Her eyes fixed on the ninja in black.

There was a hint of sarcasm on his fair face, and he said softly:

"If you want the 'keel', go dig it yourself... My faction has only one thing right now, and that is a decisive battle with 'Jin Bin'! Even if you lose troops, this war must continue! Win!"

Regarding Mrs. Gao's determination.

The ninja in black stopped admonishing him, he said indifferently:
"I'll tell Master Murakami...you won't get any support from the Hand for this war!"

"You can fight against 'Jinbin' alone with your own triad!"

As soon as the words fell, the two palms of the ninja in black quickly formed seals.

In the blink of an eye, his whole body melted into the shadow of the ground like a pool of muddy sewage.

Completely lost track.

Mrs. Gao seemed to be accustomed to the sight beyond common sense.

She casually dropped the incense between her fingers.

Turn around and walk out of the octagonal pavilion.

The expressionless Mrs. Gao walked straight through the garden.

For the flowers and plants that she regarded as treasures in the past, she has never seen them.

When Mrs. Gao came to an open space.

In front of her eyes are gang members who are arranging equipment and adjusting guns.

clap clap clap!
At this moment, Mrs. Gao tapped her palms a few times.

After confirming that she had attracted the attention of most people, she said slowly:
"Brothers, the war between the Triads and the enemy has begun..."

"No mercy! No survivors! Never die! As long as it is 'Jin Bing', it is the enemy that hinders our progress!"

"This is a battle for survival between gangs! The law of the jungle is the truth!"

"Go! Go fight for the future you deserve!"

Madam Gao's words were slow and flat.

She doesn't use any high-spirited oratorical techniques.

But many subordinates didn't show the slightest sign of retreating.

In an instant, the sound of countless guns being loaded resounded all around.

At this moment, the green light in Mrs. Gao's eyes was fleeting.

"For... my lord!"

　A little later next time.

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