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Jin Hearing this, silently clenched his fists. But he could only suppress his anger and not let it show on his face.

In front of Liu Feng, Jin Bing didn't even dare to fart. Even if he was upset, he could only hold back, and then he forced a smile and asked:

"No way, Sergeant Liu Feng, I and the forces distributed in New York are very regulated, how could I offend you?"

"Your organization is very disciplined"

Liu Feng took a sip of the tea in front of him: "But your subordinates are not like this."

"Tell me, why do you control, the so-called honest subordinates, dare to shoot and kill people in the street?"

"On the night I was received by the President of the White House, there was such a shooting case. Are you hitting me in the face in public?"

Liu Feng looked at Jin Bin coldly, as if the flames were about to explode in the next second, Jin couldn't help trembling while watching.

But the pattern of being the boss still supported him to endure it, and kept the feeling of negotiating and asked Liu Feng:

"Although I don't know how such a disobedient kid suddenly appeared in the New York organization."

"But since it's my Jin Bin's problem, I'll give you a good education on the forces in New York when I go back, and then I'll give you an explanation."

Hearing this, Liu Feng raised the corner of his mouth and said, "Jin Bing, you really don't think you can get rid of me with just a few perfunctory words, do you?"

"Definitely more than that." Jin Bin quickly said: "I will send a half-million dollar compensation to the New York Police Department in the future to express my apology to Sheriff Liu Feng on behalf of my little brother."

Jin thought that Liu Feng only wanted money when he came here this time, and Jin was in charge of the entire gang in New York, and the things that could be solved with money were not a problem to Jin, and he was afraid that Liu Feng would find other people from him. trouble.

Unexpectedly, Liu Feng, who propped his chin on the table with his hands, shook his head and said, "Not enough."

"If it's not enough, you can add more. One million or two million is not a problem. As long as you can stop pursuing this matter, I have no complaints." Jin Bin said straightforwardly.

Unexpectedly, Liu Feng took another sip of tea and asked coldly, "Did I say it's about money?"

When Jin Bing heard this, a hint of displeasure appeared on his face, but he still held back and asked: "Then what do you think can solve it?"

"One month." Liu Feng raised a finger.

Jin was puzzled: "One month, what do you mean?"

Liu Feng pushed away the teacup, sushi and other food in front of him to Jin Bing: "Remove your power from New York for a month."

Hearing what Liu Feng said, the veins on Jin Bingkuan's face bulged, and the chopsticks that were supposed to add salmon were instantly pinched by Jin Bing.

Jin Bing's face was livid, and finally he couldn't help it, and said in a heavy voice:

"If it's just money, I can handle it completely, but let my forces leave New York?"

"The black and white business stopped working at this moment, and I was losing money every minute and every second."

"Your request is a little too much, Sergeant Liu Feng." Jin Bin crossed his arms, expressing that he would not agree to the compensation.

In Jin Bing's understanding, during the negotiation process, if one of the negotiating parties expresses strong dissatisfaction, then no matter who the other party is, the conditions proposed by the other party must be reduced on this basis.

This trick has proven to be successful, no matter how big the force is, it can be used in this way.

But Jin Bing misunderstood the location of this meeting from the very beginning, because——

"I didn't come to negotiate with you at all." Liu Feng held a pair of chopsticks in his hand and looked at Jin Bin: "I'm here to tell you.

After finishing speaking, under Jin Bin's panicked eyes, the chopsticks in Liu Feng's hand flew away like a hidden weapon, directly piercing Jin's palm.

Jin Bing's whole body is full of muscles, but the palms can't exercise muscles, and the pain surged into his heart instantly.

While Jin Bin was paying attention to the wound on his palm, the next second the table in front of the two of them turned up and slapped Jin Bin directly.

When he came, he had already been trampled on the ground by the Japanese dining table and Liu Feng's feet through the tableware, unable to move.

Jin Bin wanted to break free, but found that with such a large body, he couldn't overturn Liu Feng's whole body, and he couldn't even move.

"As I said, I'm here to tell you." Liu Feng stepped on Jin Bin, bent slightly, and said:

"Your forces, no matter the underworld or the white, will withdraw from New York for a month. If you are not satisfied, I will change people at any time.

"I don't know, did you hear clearly? Jin is not the 'boss'?"

Jin Bing, who was trampled under his feet, was furious like never before, but facing Liu Feng, Jin Bing could only choke out a sentence: "Understood.

Liu Feng let go of his legs, and then kicked the table away. Jin Bin's resistance, which lasted less than five minutes, ended with Jin Bin's begging for mercy.

When Jin Bin got up, he could only watch Liu Feng's back gradually disappear into the Japanese restaurant.

Standing where he was, Jin had no choice but to take out his mobile phone and make a call to his little boss in New York:

"Justin, get all the brethren working in New York out of the city by tomorrow."

"What?!" The little boss named Justin was dumbfounded, and hurriedly said: "But boss, our business is picking up these days, and we will lose a lot if we leave tonight...

"If I tell you to withdraw, you can withdraw! What is business? I have the final say! If you are dissatisfied, just kill others." Jin, who had just been taught a lesson by Liu Feng, could only vent his anger on the little boss

Justin, the little boss on the other end of the phone, didn't dare to talk back when he heard the words, so he replied: "God knows.

After calling his subordinates, Jin Bing stayed where he was, and began to silently calculate his losses for the month.

Then he remembered something, and called another person, and the note in the address book was Norman Osborn.

Osborn Industries Building, board meeting.

"To this day, after Stark Industries closed its weapons department, Osborn Corporation has surpassed Stark Industries and become the main supplier of the United States military.

Norman Osborn, who was sitting in the chairman's seat, said to the other directors: "In short, ladies and gentlemen of the board.

"The group is now reducing costs, increasing revenue, and the stock has reached unprecedented heights! We are booming!"

"Well said, Norman." The white-haired man opposite Norman said: "But recently, a big investor is preparing to divest.

"What did you say?" Norman was stunned, and quickly asked: "Withdrawing capital at this time? Which idiot is it?"

"Did you not receive his call?" The vice chairman asked: "Mr. Jin Bing has already discussed with us about divestment this morning. Although we tried our best to restore it, Mr. Jin Bing's attitude is very tough."

When Norman heard this, he quickly turned on his phone to check, and found that Jin had actually called himself. Song Shi himself did not answer.

Jin Bin actually chose to withdraw his capital at this time? This is the biggest investor among investors!

Once he withdrew, Osborn basically didn't have to think about continuing research and development, and had to abandon other departments.

Norman murmured: "Now is the time to invest in R&D funds, how can the R&D department continue?"

"Mr. Jin Bing's investment largely determines the progress of our research and development. Once he withdraws the investment, it will have to wait until the year of the monkey to succeed in the experiment of the research and development department."

The deputy director of Baifa came up with an idea: "Otherwise, we will abandon the research and development of some departments and let other departments maintain the research and development progress [in this case, Song Yu let the company bear unnecessary losses.

Hearing this, Norman nodded and asked everyone's opinions: "Now is the time when funds are needed, which department do you think should be closed?"

Everyone started to discuss, and one of the female directors, after looking through the materials of various departments, suggested:

"Why don't you close Connors' biology department?"

"I agree." Another male director immediately agreed after hearing the female director's suggestion, and gave reasons:

"Connors has been researching in the biology department for several years about adding biological DNA to the human body and biological regeneration experiments, but there is still no progress."

"I'm not targeting Connors either. If the company still has sufficient budget, we can let Connors continue to experiment, but now that the company is facing the problem of insufficient research and development funds, I think this department can be closed."

Norman nodded when he heard the words, and then said: "Let's vote and see who agrees to close Connors' biological department." 497

After the directors voted, the results were overwhelming, and the directors all chose to close Connors' department.

Norman was quite optimistic about Connors' experiment at first, but seeing that everyone on the board of directors had already voted, Norman couldn't say much.

According to everyone's wishes, Connors' biological department was shut down.

A few days later, a man with a severed arm in a white coat slowly walked in in a laboratory in the biological department of the Osborn Group.

He looked at every instrument in the laboratory, and couldn't help saying: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's just the last step."

The man finished looking at the instrument and turned his head to look at the mice that had been injected with the drug: "But why it always fails."

"Obviously only this last part is missing, I can complete the transgenic, biological cell regeneration technology.

Connors clenched his fists and said angrily:

"As long as I complete this research, I will regain the company's attention, and my hands will have a chance to grow back!"

"But the weather is not right, and people are not good for me. In the end, everything was shut down before this last step!"

Connors passed by a double-sided mirror, and when he stretched out his hand, the image of the other hand was reflected in the mirror, which fascinated him.

Connors looked at his hand, and then looked up at the unfinished biological medicine in the experimental chamber.

All of a sudden, a dangerous idea came into his mind, he decided to experiment with human beings, that is, with himself!

With this in mind, Connors plucked up the courage to step forward and walked into the laboratory, then took out the unfinished potion, and then ruthlessly plunged it into his arm!

The moment the medicine was injected, intense pain rushed directly to Connors' brain, and the intense stimulation made his whole body tremble, and his brain gradually lost control over his body.

Then Connors slumped under the chair.

The pain made him twitch on the ground like a fish out of water.

It went on like this for more than ten minutes, and Connors was quiet.

Shortly after.

A huge amount of lizard-like hand slapped on the laboratory desk!.