Black Hand Covers the Sky in Meiman

I have to say that even though Mrs. Gao is not very eye-catching, for some people in the circle, the crazy organization Hand Club she belongs to still has the kind of intimidation that can make children stop crying. Therefore, the moment he came in, the noisy fighting voices gradually became quieter until they disappeared.

"Sorry, I have to prepare something, so I'm a little late. I hope you don't mind," Mrs. Gao said with a smile on her face.

"Okay, Mrs. Gao, don't talk about those useless nonsense," Schrader said irritably: "Everyone is pressed for time, so let's get to the point quickly."

Ever since he took the Penguin shipment, Shredder felt that he had been unlucky. First, he had a large-scale conflict with the Penguin, killing a large number of his capable men, and then lost his most important partner, Krone, and the mysterious gem that he had worked so hard to obtain.

Before he could recover from these blows, a platoon of city government, courts, and New York's violent institutions came at him, leaving him no time to breathe. So Schrader is quite agitated now. If Mrs. Gao hadn't come in just now, he would have been so agitated that he would have taken action directly against the gang leaders who were fighting each other.

"Okay, as Mr. Schrader said, everyone is very pressed for time, so I will get right to the point," Mrs. Gao said without being angry after hearing this, with a smile on her face.

However, just when the gangsters thought they were about to get to the point and braced themselves to listen, a rather boisterous and arrogant voice appeared, resounding throughout the entire conference room before Mrs. Gao's words could be said: "There's no problem getting to the point, but there are some things that need to be resolved before that."

After hearing the words, everyone looked around and found that the person who made the noise was a man dressed as a nouveau riche sitting in the back. This man was also one of the quite unfriendly new faces that Anthony pointed to during the reception. One, Peppa Pig.

"Oh, I don't know what problem Mr. Page wants to solve first," Mrs. Gao said with a cold look in her eyes.

"Of course it's a seat problem," Peppa Pig said in a deep voice, "Why should I sit here?"

Mrs. Gao couldn't help but feel dumbfounded when she heard this. She had long heard that this new human trafficker in Manhattan was mentally retarded. She never expected that he would be so mentally retarded. Did he think that his seat here was randomly arranged? The reason why he was placed in that position was because he was only qualified to sit there.

"Where does Mr. Page want to sit?" Mrs. Gao asked with narrowed eyes.

"I think that position is suitable for me," Peppa Pig pointed to Anthony, who was sitting in the first place on the left: "My fortune teller told me that that position is my lucky position today."

Everyone couldn't help but chuckle a few times after hearing this, and looked at Anthony with a look of fun. Schreider was afraid that the world would be in chaos and directly said: "I also feel that this position is not suitable for Anthony."

Anthony had expected Shredder's strange attitude towards him today. After all, Penguin, a guy he didn't know well in his life, had locked onto him in just a few days. He could definitely guess this. There must be some colleagues in New York stabbing him in the back. After a little research, you can find out that the Penguin has been looking for him before, so it is human nature to be angry at Anthony.

But who is that person named Page? He, who can only sit at the end, dares to attack Anthony's tiger whiskers. He really doesn't want to live.

Perhaps he saw a trace of Anthony's doubts, so Dick beside Anthony couldn't help but leaned over to Anthony's ear and said: "Boss, this guy named Page came to New York from Ireland not long ago. As soon as he came, he set his sights on Manhattan." piece of land.

Because the news was too tight some time ago, we were shrinking our own people and power, because we didn't have time to deal with this newcomer who didn't know how to live or die. Now it seems that our concession has made him, a guy who is not very clear-headed, really think that his small gang, which is not popular at all, is qualified to be compared with our angry gang. "

"I really don't know what to say," Anthony couldn't help but said, what nonsense is this? I used to think that the kind of idiots who like to give away people's heads were all made up, but I didn't expect that there was actually one alive, and they even provoked me.

"Mrs. Gao, you don't mind," Anthony ignored the provocative idiot and turned to Mrs. Gao calmly.

"As you wish," Mrs. Gao instantly understood what Anthony meant and thought, and responded directly with a smile on her face, obviously not wanting to offend Anthony in front of her with such an idiot.

"Gin, please deal with it cleanly and don't cause trouble to Mrs. Gao," Anthony nodded slightly when he heard this and ordered directly with his back to Gin.

"Understood, boss."

Looking at Peppa Pig and his men who had committed suicide, none of the gang bosses, including Shredder, said anything. After all, in the final analysis, the gangster group still has the right to offend the now prosperous Anthony over Peppa Pig, whose fists are bigger. Their heads are not broken yet.

What's more, many gangsters among them also want the new faces to have a good look. Old people like them are not a challenge for those who are new to the industry.

Putting aside this small episode, Mrs. Gao started to get down to business: "I believe that all of you here have been having a hard time recently."

Many gangsters couldn't help but look gloomy when they heard this, and some of them even had expressions as gloomy as water. It was obvious that Mrs. Gao had touched a sore point. One of the gangsters, whose face was covered with stitches, said with a sullen face: "Mrs. Gao, what do you mean?"

"As for the new vigilante, no, it should be said that he is a murderer. Don't everyone have any ideas?" Mrs. Gao asked in a dark voice: "You know, it is because of his appearance that we have now been arrested. The business that the government has compressed to the extreme has become even worse. I don’t know how bad your business is, but my business here has shrunk to the point where even my subordinates can hardly support themselves.”

"There is nothing we can do about it," a gangster wearing an iron mask said calmly: "This new vigilante is different from other vigilantes. In the past, those street vigilantes would never kill no matter how hard they fought against criminals. Therefore, although every time they are dispatched, we will suffer serious losses, but the deterrent effect on the lower-level personnel is not great. After all, with our methods, we can let them out at any time as long as the limelight has passed.

But he is different. He never leaves anyone alive, so no matter how much we try to comfort him, we cannot appease the hearts of the people below. In addition, we have not caught him for such a long time, so it is inevitable that business will be poor. "

"Yes, I want him to die too, but that guy's anti-reconnaissance ability is quite strong. After searching for so long, I only lost manpower and not a single one of him. My men responsible for the search are about to collapse." Another A gangster who had suffered heavy losses also echoed.

"Wait a minute," Schrader said at this moment: "Mrs. Gao, the reason you brought us here is not just to discuss with us how to deal with a street vigilante. If so, then I'm sorry. I'm sorry, because I really don't have time to pay attention to such a trivial matter now, and I have to prepare to continue to appear in court tomorrow."

"Of course it's not just for this one thing," Mrs. Gao smiled, and continued: "Just like Mr. Schrader said, no matter how strong he is, facing so many of our gangs, it's just a trivial matter. "

"Then what is the purpose of inviting us here today?" Anthony became slightly impatient.

"Everyone," Mrs. Gao said with flashing eyes, "don't you think there are too many vigilantes on the streets of New York?"

"Mrs. Gao means"

"It's time to clean them up"

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