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Chapter 190 Black and White
New York, Chinatown.

The warriors of the Green Gang walked steadily, spread out in all directions, and slowly looked around with vigilant eyes, but although they had strong eyesight, they couldn't find Yan Yan who was standing in the corner with the Wind Walk, and there were no idlers around, laughing Shang-Chi personally sent His Excellency the Vice President of the United States of America into the car, and patted him on the shoulder affectionately.

The car carrying the Vice President quickly disappeared into the darkness. In the shadows not far away, the corners of Yan Yan's mouth curled up slightly. There is no doubt that His Excellency the Vice President came to pay respects to the Mandarin, and from Shangqi's "pat on the shoulder" Looking at it, the Vice President is far from being a partner of Mandarin. Only with equal power can there be fair cooperation. At best, he is just a valuable puppet.

"The vice president has become a puppet of the Green Gang?" Yan Yan took two photos casually, with a mocking smile on his face, "Oh my God! The great America is going to be full of excitement!"

According to the U.S. Constitution, if something happens to the president, the vice president is eligible to be the acting president of the White House before the next general election. After this sudden attack caused the Yamaguchi-gumi's strength to be greatly damaged, in the underground world of New York, there was no opponent except Yan Yan.

"Hold the President of the United States in one hand, and the New York underworld in the other! Hehe! If there is another mass-produced Extremis fighter! Tsk tsk!! Our Mandarin who was born as a warlord wants to turn the entire United States into his own backyard!" Yan Yan The light in Yan's eyes flickered and he muttered in a low voice, with the financial resources and hidden power of the Qing Gang, if nothing else happens, they are very likely to succeed.

How can someone else be allowed to snore on the side of the couch, once Master Mann's plan succeeds, he will leave New York in the next moment with his bed rolled up. After pondering for a moment, Yan Yan squinted his eyes and snorted coldly, "I eat meat, others can follow suit But if I don't make money, nobody in New York will make money!"

Yan Yan would not be stupid to visit at this time, the evening breeze was cool, Yan Yanruo's fox-like eyes flashed in the shadows from time to time, he made careful calculations in his head, made a call after thinking about it, and walked outside for a long time After an hour, I walked in from the entrance of Chinatown again, and walked to the door to visit.

Unexpectedly, eight cloth shoes in Tang suits around the Black and White Building, a middle-aged man with a cold expression suddenly appeared, surrounded Yan Yan in a mysterious formation, and said coldly, "Who are you? Dare to trespass on the Black and White Building?"

A golden light flashed in Yan Yan's narrowed eyes, and Yan Yan chuckled lightly. With the Green Gang's control over Chinatown, Shangqi and others already knew about him when he first entered Chinatown. To shake off his majesty.

The powerful dragon power carried by the dragon blood gushes out from his body. Although he has a faint smile on his face, the arrogance and arrogance on his face, the unscrupulous noble and domineering aura, can only crush people's heartbeat and shortness of breath. Chang, the faces of the eight middle-aged warriors turned cold, their feet were spread forward and backward, their upper bodies squatted slightly, and they calmly put out the starting gesture of going out of Baguazhang.

"Stop..." Upstairs in the black and white building, there was a sudden explosion, and Shang Qi in a black Tang suit jumped down from the third floor. He was as light as a swallow, and landed in front of Yan Yan as lightly as he was walking against the wind. He laughed and said, "I'm rude! I'm rude! My eight uncles didn't know it was Boss Yan's visit, so they blocked them rashly, and they still looked at Boss Yan. Don't blame! Don't blame! Haha!!"

Yan Yan raised his head and glanced, these eighty middle-aged warriors are no less powerful than Fu Changhe, the master of New York, especially the eight-in-one. Once this gossip formation is unfolded, I am afraid that it will be more troublesome than Shangqi Baihusha, secretly planning in his heart , Yan Yan politely bowed slightly to the eight warriors, and confessed, "The eight uncles are just doing their own duties, and Yan Yan visited rashly! There is no reason to blame the uncles."

Shangqi laughed all over, pulled Yan Yan's shoulder very affectionately, and led him to the Accord on the third floor.

It is still the antique bamboo house on the third floor, with a plate of tea, two plates of side dishes, and a vivid incense burner on the table, emitting a faint green smoke, emitting a warm aroma uninterruptedly, and the whole room is enveloped in a dense atmosphere. middle.

Fu Changhe, who is in charge of the New York Youth Gang, stands in the corner of the room like a servant, while the Mandarin is still wearing a dark green dragon-patterned robe, immersing himself in the tea ceremony in front of him wholeheartedly. A small purple clay pot is the whole world.

The atmosphere in the room was mysterious and very quiet. After taking Yan Yan upstairs, Shang Qi didn't dare to make a sound. He walked quietly to Fu Changhe and stood silently, waiting for the adults to finish drinking tea.

Yan Yan sneered from the bottom of his heart, and he immediately realized that it was the Mandarin who was subtly suppressing him. If he waited by the side respectfully like the two of them, then once the conversation started, no matter what the topic was, he would He will be firmly suppressed by the overwhelming power of the Mandarin.

Disdainful of the mysterious aura of the Mandarin, Yan Yan chuckled, walked to a bamboo chair and sat down on his buttocks. When he sat down, he seemed to have lost control of his strength, and the poor bamboo chair made a sound. "Crackling..." strange sound.

The movements of Master Manchu's hands paused for a moment, and then he brought the tea in his hand to his mouth unhurriedly. After taking a sip, he closed his eyes and savored it carefully for a moment, then opened his eyes, poured a cup for Yan Yan, and opened his mouth He chuckled lightly and said, "The tea ceremony is the way of heaven! There are infinite mysteries in it! Huh! Boss Yan just met Elder Iga-ryu Ishikawa in the first half of the night, and he will visit my small place in the second half of the night! It's really busy!"

Yan Yan picked up the teacup, drank it down like a cow, frowned and said, "It's too light! No whiskey tastes good! Oh! There are thousands of disciples in the Manchu family. Just one word, countless people will fall in love with you." !Even if they are asked to burn themselves, they will never frown! Yan Yan does not have such a good life, so many mouths to feed! Poor!"

Yan Yan's words were casual, but the words "Master Mandarin" and "self-immolation" were clear and slow. Fu Changhe and Shangqi gave a cold voice at the same time, squinted at Yan Yan with a sneer, and the invisible air flow surged through his body, without any trace. He unscrupulously released his murderous aura.

The Mandarin stood up slowly, his burly figure was punched higher than Yan Yan, his eyes narrowed slightly and he glanced at Yan Yan, as if there were two thunderbolts in his eyes, they fell from the sky domineeringly and majestically, and shot at Yan Yan shoot away.

A golden light flashed in his eyes, and a hazy purple halo slowly spread from the center of Yan Yan's brows to the surroundings. Shangqi and Fu Changhe groaned in pain, and staggered back one after another until their backs were leaning against the wall. Stand firm, but the eyes are still blurry.

Manchu's complexion changed slightly, the sapphire ring on the ring finger of his left hand flashed, and a faint blue barrier rose, like a big net ready to wrap the light of Yan Yan's spiritual eclipse, but this light blue pocket Stop it, taking advantage of the surprise, amidst Yan Yan's chuckle, the lavender brilliance disappeared without a trace, Master Manchu hit with all his strength, but it seemed to hit the empty space, and his face suddenly darkened.

Lord Manchu was majestic, Yan Yan smiled lightly, and the two of them looked at each other silently for more than a dozen breaths, then Lord Manchu raised his eyebrows that slanted into his temples like two long swords, and sat down slowly Finally, he said in a deep and majestic voice, "Young people are awesome! Your father has a son like Boss Yan, which is really enviable! Boss Yan can talk about it, what's the point of visiting late at night?"

Yan Yan let out a long breath, pretended to wipe off the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and said with a light smile, "Cooperation!"

Cooperation is completely different from cooperation. Without equal strength, there will be no fair cooperation. However, Yan Yan visited alone, from the time he went to the Black and White Building until he confronted the Mandarin just now. This proves that he has cooperated with the Mandarin. strength and courage.

The Mandarin did not speak after hearing this, but just silently waited for Yan Yan to speak.

"Since the Mandarin already knows that Ishi Chuan is going to visit me! That's a lot easier to talk about!" Yan Yan pursed his lips into a smile, and immediately used the most concise language to explain that Ishi Chuan exchanged [-]% of the profits from smuggling cars for his own alliance to eradicate the Green Gang. again.

"Thirty percent per year? Hehe!!" The Mandarin slowly poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said with emotion, "I once had a sparring session with the previous patriarch of the Hattori family! Well! He is a very strong A ninja, but he is a patriarch who has made no achievements! [-]% per year, which is more than one billion US dollars per year, and the current patriarch is more courageous than his father."

Yan Yan's expression was slightly strange. The mandarin's look of reminiscing about the past showed admiration and even more hatred. I'm afraid that neither of them took advantage of this exchange, and all kinds of bloody scenes rolled out of Yan Yan's head.

"More than one billion US dollars a year! This is not a small number!" The mandarin's scrutinizing gaze drifted across Yan Yan's face, and he asked in a low voice, "Tell me the reason why you want to cooperate with me! This is a good deal." If it was me, I would join the Yamaguchi group to eradicate the Green Gang without hesitation, and then hold the entire underground world of New York in my hands."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a bit dignified. The Mandarin is no ordinary person outside. From the time of the warlord melee to the present, the old monster has experienced countless dangers in his life. If Yan Yan did not have a sufficient reason, he would never believe Yan Yan Any word from this mouth.

"I'm a businessman, killing and killing is not suitable for me!" Yan Yan curled his lips disapprovingly, opened his mouth to drink a cup of slightly bitter tea, and then grinned and said, "Thirty percent! More than a dozen per year [-] million! Looks like a lot! But... um! It's still too little! What I want... is all! Hehe! It's the smuggling car business in New York, and even the entire United States... Me! I like the money in my account... Steadily Constant! Constant flow! That wonderful feeling of growth.”

Fu Changhe, who had just suffered a dark loss at the hands of Yan Yan, was still buzzing in his head, his face was extremely ugly, and he snorted and sarcastically said, "The smuggled car business in the whole of the United States! Do you know how big it is?" The market? Don’t be afraid that the wind will flash your tongue, without the local resources of the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan, even if we give you this business, you don’t have such a big stomach to eat it.”

"So, does the Green Gang agree to this deal? Hehe! Thank you! Thank you!" Yan Yan thought carefully, so he would not get angry rashly because of Fu Changhe's few words of ridicule. Instead, he hit the snake with a stick and grabbed There was a little loophole in Fu Changhe's sentence, and he cupped his hands with a faceless smile and said, "The Yamaguchi-gumi has resources in Japan, but I don't have them! Uh! To tell you the truth, the current head of the Yashida family, Yashida Mariko... Uh! It's mine. woman……"

The Mandarin raised his eyebrows in astonishment, "The Yashida family who are in charge of the Japanese economy?"

If there is a strong background of the Yashida family in Japan as the support, Yan Yan's talk about swallowing up the smuggled car business across the United States is really not boasting. The big piece of fat slipped away from his mouth just because Fu Changhe talked too much.

At this moment, it was too late to repent. The Mandarin is also a true hero. He snorted coldly, pondered for a moment, and then asked bluntly and even frankly, "What benefits can I get?"

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, his palms were slightly lowered, and he could draw out the Onimaru sword at any time, and said with a light smile, "The underworld in New York and even the entire United States! I can help you eradicate the Yamaguchi-gumi, and even the Hattori family! No matter the Green Gang What do you want to do to dominate the underworld in the United States, as long as it doesn't delay my money, I will never take the initiative to be an enemy of the Youth Gang, and I can even help out a little!"

The Mandarin remained silent, his cold eyes fixed on Yan Yan's frank and smiling eyes, he was really a little confused about this mysterious and unpredictable background, "Boss Yan" who was calling the shots in New York.

Yan Yan raised Erlang's legs nonchalantly, and he grinned and said, "The Qinggang has already disabled the Yamaguchi-gumi! I have a way to drag Hattori Masashige out of his lair, as long as I kill him, the Hattori family will have no leader, but it's just a group of headless flies." That's all! Hmm! Could it be that the Mandarin once defeated the previous Patriarch Hattori, but was afraid of losing to his descendants...?..."

"Hey! You don't have to laugh at me! I lost the last match!" The Mandarin frowned, and then laughed indifferently, but the look on his face was not the frustration after the defeat, but a little Satisfied, he pondered for a while, then nodded with a smile and said, "Okay! Deal! Tell me, what is your plan?"

Yan Yan patted his palms lightly, and he laughed in a low voice, "You must not reveal the secret! But please believe me, even if you have a net here, Hattori Masashige will come in without hesitation."

The Mandarin looked at Yan Yan appreciatively and nodded. After some meaningless flattery, Yan Yan stood up and bowed to leave very politely. Send Yan Yan out of the Black and White Building personally.

Walking out of the boundary of Chinatown, Yan Yan crossed two more streets before finding a corner and waving his hand to open the space passage leading to the grocery store, but just as he stepped into the messy basement, a crimson scarlet the size of a human head The colored fireball roared towards Yan Yan with a terrifying high temperature, and shot in front of Yan Yan in the blink of an eye.

　Just don't need a few tickets! !All I want is everything! ! !Hand over your tickets! ! !Who said I was short, today is even bigger!

　　
　
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