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After coaxing Louis to go home and rest, Laika went directly back to her home.

Standing outside her home, Laika was surprised to find light coming from the crack in the door.

Someone at home!

Kate has to go on duty tonight, but someone else is waiting for Laika at home.

But...if it was a killer, he wouldn't be stupid enough to sit in the living room with the lights on and wait.

Laika vaguely guessed who it was.

Huh, I can't hold my breath anymore.

Open the door.

Sure enough, Sloan was standing in the living room, building blocks.

Use silver bricks!

The silver light was so shining that it almost blinded a dog's eyes.

However, Laika was not moved at all and snorted softly: "I came uninvited, are you polite?"

"I can't help it. If we make an appointment at a cafe or bar or something, you just slap your ass and leave."

Sloan said as he continued to stack bricks.

"I once watched a very interesting Hong Kong costume film. In order to bribe the local judge, the lawyer built a silver bed with silver bricks in the judge's house."

Damn it, just bribe it, what kind of visual impact is it?

"So you also want to have fun?" Laika frowned, "Have you finished watching the movie? The ending of the lawyer is not very good."

Sloan shrugged: "It's just a movie, I'm not superstitious."

"Tch, a person who keeps talking about killing people in the name of fate, now he says he is not superstitious?"

"You know very well who I am." Sloan said frankly, "Winston must have told you."

Laika asked curiously: "Aren't you afraid that I will tell your men that you didn't kill people according to the instructions of the loom at all?"

"Do you have evidence?" Sloan was very calm. "The people in the mutual aid association trust me. If you tell them the truth, they will just take out their guns and shoot you."

After a pause, he continued: "Of course I will stop them, because you are the judge of the council."

Laika looked around and found a bottle of Erguotou on the dining table.

"You investigated me very carefully."

"Yes, you brought out this wine at Mr. and Mrs. Smith's restaurant before. After Louis drank it, you became good friends with him."

"So...you're here to clear up your grudges?"

"of course."

"Then stop stacking silver bricks and come sit here. Let's sort out the grievances of the past few days one by one."

Laika sat at the table and Sloan sat across from him.

"You sent someone to assassinate my friend Louis."

Sloan said calmly: "Starting tomorrow, a large number of new clients will appoint Louis as their private lawyer. Although it was arranged by me, they are all clean and legal clients."

Just as compensation.

After a pause, he continued: "I also asked the New York Police Chief through my connections. Kate's promotion to detective is a sure thing."

This guy, it turns out that he is not waiting for Laika to come to his door these days, but is preparing for the meeting.

After a while of silence, Laika asked again: "What about the fact that I killed two of your men?"

In fact, Firefox is not dead yet, but Laika didn't say that.

Sloan said without hesitation: "You didn't kill them, it was them who failed to perform their mission and were killed. Since you have to have this awareness when you choose to be a killer, no one can blame anyone."

Ha, this Sloane really can talk.

It really is an old fox.

Laika opened the cap of the Erguotou bottle and filled two glasses.

"Dry!"

The two drank.

Damn it, drinking with rubbish makes even the wine become rubbish.

Laika wiped the corner of her mouth: "Okay, now it's time for me to be honest."

"Great." Sloan then poured wine for Laika, "Although I know everything you want to say."

"Hey, I have to make a choice."

Laika sighed softly, "Should I follow the will of the council elders and bring you into the council, or should I follow Winston's order, break up the negotiations with you, and destroy you."

Sloan laughed: "Comply, obey, in what age, you still use such words, how can you talk about loyalty."

"Then what should we talk about?"

Sloan kicked the silver pile not far away.

"Interests are the closest and most reliable bond between people."

"These silver bricks are given to you without any conditions. As long as you push the mutual aid association to join the council, twice as many silver bricks will be sent to you."

"After joining the council, whether it is bounties or other things, all my income will be half of yours."

"If one day I replace Winston, you will be the second in command of the New York Continental Hotel. If I am promoted to an elder, the New York Continental Hotel will be yours."

After a pause, Sloan continued, "Of course, the other way around will also work."

Laika took a silver brick and said with a crooked smile: "So generous."

"It's not possible without being generous." Sloan said helplessly, "If we don't win you over, our mutual aid association will be wiped out."

Right.

Although he knew that Sloan was coaxing Laika to play, the logic was correct.

However, after passing this level, not only will Sloan not give Laika a penny, but he will also kill him.

"How can you guarantee that you won't turn your back on me and shoot me secretly in the future?" Laika asked unceremoniously.

This question had to be asked, otherwise Sloan would realize that Laika had no interest in working with him.

Sloan shrugged: "I can't guarantee this, but as long as you are strong enough, you don't have to worry about me turning my back. If you are not strong enough, you will always die under someone's gun."

"So, take my money, keep arming yourself, strengthen yourself, so that I don't dare to fall out, so I can only keep giving you money."

Oh my mommy.

Sloan is really a first-class lobbyist, Laika is really moved by this...

Shit...

Laika thought quietly.

How do you act like a greedy idiot who is blinded by money and decides to take risks?

Forget it, let’s use Xiao He’s trick.

"Seventy percent."

Laika gestured to Sloan, "I will share [-]% of all your future profits, no, including the assets you currently own."

Sloan frowned fiercely: "Is it too greedy?"

Laika shrugged: "You said it yourself. If you don't win me over, the mutual aid association will be wiped out."

Sloan's face looked uncertain.

This brat really deserves to be killed.

But that's fine, it shows that he really wants to cooperate.

"All right!"

"That's right."

Laika took the initiative to pick up the wine glass and clinked it with Sloan, and the two drank it down in one gulp.

damn it.

It still tastes terrible!

Sloan put down his wine glass: "Now that the cooperation is agreed upon, let's talk about the details next."

"Say it."

"There are quite a few people in my mutual aid association who are very disgusted with the merger of the council, to the point where they would rather die..."

"Needless to say." Laika interrupted Sloan directly, "I will find a way to appease them and make them willing to follow you and join the council."

Sloan narrowed his eyes and smiled: "So confident?"

"I am the judge, this is my job."

Laika threw the silver brick in his hand into the pile of bricks.

"Let's make some arrangements. I will go to the mutual aid club early tomorrow morning... to provide guidance."

"Also, move all these silver bricks away."

"Replace it with an equal amount of American knives and bring them to me."

What's the use of blinding one's eyes.

This young master is not Bao Longxing.