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Chapter 48 The Streets of New York
New York, Queens.

After changing into neat clothes, Yan Yan left the grocery store in good spirits, with a lazy and harmless smile on his face, and quickly blended into the hurried crowd on the street.

Christmas has just passed, but the passers-by who are in a hurry can't feel the festive atmosphere at all. There is a faint smell of gunpowder in the humid and cold air, which makes the red and green ribbons left by Christmas all over the street. Even more desolate and desolate.

In the mirror world, Yan Yan spent 30000 gold coins to enhance the attribute to level 6. The enhancement of the multi-tower system is not just a simple attribute increase, but an all-round enhancement.

Yan Yan's bones have become tougher, his muscles have become more elastic, and his five senses have also become stronger, inhumanly powerful. Now he only needs to twitch his nose, and he can detect everything within a radius of tens of miles. The breath of living things.

In the crowd, Yan Yan has a cigarette in his mouth, but his ears are keenly searching for useful information in the chat content of the people around him. Queens is racially mixed and full of violence. More than [-]% of the people are gang members. Here, as long as you Finding the right people is enough to buy any information you want.

But after only walking half a block, Yan Yan grinned in satisfaction.

As he expected, after he left, the entire underground world of New York was in chaos. The government's thorough investigation and attack on the Jinhe Group made the bigwigs in New York feel like sharks smelling blood, and they unanimously used all their resources. Manned, basically in just two days, this pack of ravenous wolves, hungry, gobbled up all of Kim's business outside of Manhattan.

Near noon, Yan Yan, who was hungry, found a restaurant casually, and straightforwardly ordered half a leg of lamb stuffed with garlic and baked yellow wheat bread. The hunchbacked and thin owner confirmed that Yan Yan had enough After receiving the banknotes, he was very attentive and took the initiative to present a whole piece of solid Argonne sausage and a large glass of home-brewed dark beer.

At Yan Yan's back table, a few street gangsters with sickly pale skin and pimples are discussing in full swing, who will become the new overlord of the underworld in New York, the Russian gangster that has suddenly emerged?It is still the Italian mafia with a deep foundation, and there has been a heated discussion about which one will be in power in the end.

"Voluntarily withdraw? This old fox, Jin Bing!! Hey! It seems that my Russian friend has been doing very well recently! Can I take advantage of it!? After all, we still have a good relationship."

Yan Yan enjoyed the sumptuous lunch contentedly, sifted through the useful news in the discussion, and a piece of news about Jin Bing made Yan Yan's movements slightly paused, and then a look of admiration flashed in his eyes, and he muttered to himself whispered.

Jin deserves to be the underworld overlord who can single-handedly suppress all New York bigwigs. He voluntarily gave up all the territory. No one will obey anyone in a New York boss.

As long as there are enough red envelopes, no one will pay attention to these things. The next round will naturally lead to a new round of fighting, and now the fierce fighting has obviously become so intense that even the little gangsters on the street are aware of it. !

No one will notice that Jin Bing, who is hiding his powers and biding his time, shows his weakness to the enemy. Once the giant Mac catches his breath, he will attack with thunderous means, sweep away all the jumping clowns, step on the corpses of all the bosses in New York, and become the emperor of the underworld. the throne.

"It's time for Jin Bing to retire!" Yan Yan, who was full of food and drink, walked out of the store with a humble and flattering smile on the face of the hunchback boss, lit a cigarette comfortably, squinted his eyes and hummed in his heart, "He has been in charge of the New York underworld for so many years. , I’ve had enough fishing, I’ve had enough fun! It’s time to give way! A treacherous old fox has unified the underworld in New York, what benefits can it bring to my business? Hehe!! New York full of chaos and violence, only It is the most wonderful paradise!"

Randomly "borrowed" an unremarkable old Ford on the corner of the street, and while sketching how to overthrow Jin Bin, Yan Yan drove unsteadily towards Manhattan.

Manhattan, Stark Tower.

A burly white man with a simple and honest face, wearing a tight black suit, stood at the entrance of the building and looked around. When he saw the old Ford parked at the entrance of the building, he frowned instinctively, but Yan Yan got out of the car, A bright smile appeared on his simple and honest face, and he hurriedly greeted him and said, "Mr. Yan! The boss asked me to come down to pick you up. You are half an hour behind the agreed time."

Although Hubble is just an ordinary person, he is loyal. As the two CEOs of the Stark Group, Stark and Pepper's personal bodyguard, he knows many extraordinary people. , who should not be messed with, who is particularly dangerous, and who needs extra attention.

Therefore, people like Yan Yan, who Stark personally instructed and seriously warned, are naturally dangerous characters that must not be provoked.

"Stark, you bloody vampire!! My two bottles of serum!! These are all my hard-earned money!" Looking at the glorious Stark in front of him, towering into the sky in this place where every inch of land is precious Ke Building, Yan Yan's jealous eyeballs were red, and two long streams of smoke spewed out of his nose, cursing viciously in his heart.

Most of the people who enter and exit the Stark Tower are well-dressed elites, and the nobles who speak and behave are full of pretentiousness. Under the surprised eyes of these people, Yan Yan walked straight up the road leading to the road under the careful guidance of Hubble. Exclusive elevator for the CEO's office on the top floor.

The top floor of the Stark Tower, where the eyes of the whole world gather, suddenly everyone looked at Yan Yan with humility.

"It's here!! Mr. Yan, the boss has been waiting for you for a long time!" Standing in front of Stark's office door with a faint fragrance, Hubble stood sideways by the door and said in a deep voice.

The moment the office door opened, there was a triumphant hearty laugh, and Stark in a black suit stood in the center of the office with his hands crossed, his face flushed with pride, "Yan! Are you excited to see me? Ha ha!"

"You are a treacherous bastard, I will not let you meet Pepper~" Grinning his mouth, Stark smiled even more cheerfully, "I will receive you personally, this is not a standard that ordinary people can enjoy!"

"You damn vampire, greedy capitalist, if you are not a holographic projection, my fist will definitely make you feel my passion..." He glanced at the green light projected from the four corners of the office to Stark , Yan Yan glared at Stark viciously.

The holographically projected Stark grinned triumphantly, Yan Yan rolled his eyeballs, and a weird smile suddenly appeared on his face that made his scalp tingle.

With a weird smile on his face that makes people want to punch him, Yan Yan walked to the bookshelf, and skillfully pulled the second parchment on the third row, and a hidden box popped out from the side of the bookshelf. There is a flat-bottomed diamond-shaped bottle, and the amber liquid inside is shining with a charming luster.

"1962 Highland Whiskey, it's really a sin to spill even a drop!" Yan Yan raised his brows triumphantly, smiled strangely at the staring Stark "Huho", pulled out the bottle and poured "Gulu Gulu" into his mouth. down.

"Damn!! How did you find it! Bastard, this is 1962, you will be condemned by God for drinking like this!" Stark cursed angrily, trembling with his eyes wide open.

1962 Scotch Highland Whiskey, 12 bottles were released worldwide, and this may be the last half of the bottle in the world, a peerless treasure that can no longer be measured by money, let this bastard Yan Yan drink it down like drinking water, holographic projection Stark gave a helpless wry smile, walked aside with a hum, and said angrily, "You are such a bastard, I swear I will never let you step into my office again."

Shaking the exquisite wine bottle vigorously, and rolled the last drop of liquid into his mouth with his tongue, Yan Yan breathed out the alcohol comfortably, threw the wine bottle on the sofa casually, and let out a cry that made Stark extremely heartbroken. Noise, humming triumphantly, "The security measures in your office are too poor, even if I use my nose, I can find the good things you have hidden here, eh! It seems that there is still a bottle of good wine!"

He burped in satisfaction, and Yan Yan felt extremely relieved. Although Stark blackmailed him for two bottles of Hulk serum, this bottle of wine was enough for him to make up for the loss.

"You dare to touch her! I will definitely cut you into pieces!" Stark stared at Yan Yan, afraid that he would go somewhere again, and muttered in displeasure, "Poor security? Damn, The security of Stark Tower is at the same level as that of the Pentagon."

"In this way, the Pentagon is not as strong as the legend!" Yan Yan said calmly, making a gesture of disapproval, curling his lips casually.

"You should really be thankful that I'm not here now! Otherwise, I will definitely put on my battle suit and teach you, Jarvis, and bring up the design of the Pentagon!" In the urge to come back to clean up Yan Yan, extremely unhappy words popped out word by word from between his teeth.

"Yes, sir!"

Three green projections of light on the wall projected a three-dimensional design of the Pentagon in front of the two of them. As if Stark wanted to prove himself, he explained to Yan Yan how powerful, perfect, and unstoppable the defense of the Pentagon was in serious and detailed detail. break.

Yan Yan deliberately turned his head away, mocking contemptuously from time to time, but in reality he looked quietly out of the corner of his eye. With his powerful memory, he quickly memorized the Pentagon's strict defense system that even a fly could not fly through. Not a single detail was missed.

Yan Yan, who is good at calculating, naturally knows how to stimulate the proud and conceited Stark, and at the same time, he must not let Stark feel that the information he flaunts is of any use to him. Once he finds that Yan Yan is deliberately inquiring about information, He will immediately keep his mouth shut.

It is precisely because of his extreme intelligence that Stark, based on his own understanding of Yan Yan, knows that Yan Yan will never provoke something that should not be provoked, but it is precisely because of this that Yan Yan got what he wanted .

"Okay! Okay! I admit, I swear, this is indeed a good design!" After silently memorizing all the details and confirming that they were correct, Yan Yan raised his brows, as if he was about to be driven crazy by Stark, and rolled his eyes. He hummed impatiently with his mouth full of impatience, "God is on! Can I start working? I spent two serums, that's a sky-high price!! I'm not here to see this dizzying thing, time It's money my friend!"

　It's a new week! ! !Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready for your support? ? ? ?
　　
　
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