Chapter 80: Comprehensive counterattack and Jin was caught
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Nan Shan Dou Xi
United Corporation.
Olof walked out of the office with one hand on his hip and a stack of papers in the other.
"Don't move!"
United Company security shouted a warning with a stun gun.
Seeing that Olof was indifferent, he was about to shoot.
The next second, his throat broke.
He stared wide-eyed at the Asian man who punched to end his life.
Danny pulled out his right hand expressionlessly, held down the security guard's head and pushed him away.
In the joint company, Orlov's bodyguards are like gods of death coming to the world.
"All right."
None of the security guards who fell to the ground could move. The bodyguard stopped when he heard Olof's voice.
Olof said unhappily: "Go to the next place, there is that guy's vault in Hell's Kitchen, and I remember the Red Lion Bank also belongs to him."
The enraged Olof made a clean move and went straight to the base camp.
If Fisk had not chosen to go to the hotel but to the company, he would have been hanged on the building by now.
Kingpin's industry was quickly destroyed.
His group of men were massacred, and the scene was so huge that the entire New York Police Department was dispatched.
The FBI arrived at a smuggling den, and the horrific scenes inside made Lei, an agent, couldn't help but feel stomach acid.
Dax put on FBI clothes and walked in swaggeringly.
The containers were filled with corpses.
Lei Ning said solemnly: "Now we are very busy."
Dax nodded, but actually he didn't agree.
"These people are Wilson Fisk's people," Dax took out a document. "I just received an anonymous report, which contains evidence about Wilson Fisk's illegal activities."
Lei took it over, and when he saw the account books inside, he couldn't help but look shocked.
Human trafficking, smuggling of contraband, money laundering...
All kinds of things, as long as they can make a profit, are all there.
There are also thirteen murder cases and numerous missing women cases.
Lei's scalp felt numb.
This case is too big.
Although I had always wanted a big case, this was too big.
"Also," Dax looked at the car aside, "someone reported Fisk with his real name."
Ray walked over and opened the car door, taking in a breath of cold air.
"Russian?"
The Russians in Hell's Kitchen actually reported it?
This is too outrageous.
Matt was among the crowd, and he could smell the bloody misery inside. There was a sound of movement in his ears, and he looked up.
On the roof, a masked figure and a one-armed man stood.
The one-armed man said into the phone: "Your gift has been delivered, Gang Leader."
On the other end of the phone, Wen Wu's voice sounded.
"Don't disturb Shang-Chi."
"Yes."
Matt frowned, who were those people?
Fudge stood next to him, and the new member Peggy also covered her mouth.
If you don't take action, it will be fine. Once you take action, it will be vigorous and resolute.
This is John's method.
At this moment, he was facing a group of people who were waiting for him. He was alone and unarmed.
The footsteps sound step by step, like stepping on everyone's heart.
People with poor tolerance are already sweating profusely.
They stared at John.
John walked to sit opposite Fisk and said to the ostrich waiter: "A cup of coffee."
After saying that, he looked at Fisk.
The former master of Hell's Kitchen now looks very miserable.
"It's been a while," he said as he greeted an old friend, "how were you today?"
"What do you want to do, John Wick." The female judge said coldly, "You are destroying the order that was finally established!"
John looked first at the female judge, then at Fisk, and finally at Winston.
"Please tell this lady that I don't want to kill a living life in my father's hotel," John smiled slightly, "so please shut her mouth."
Winston shrugged, turned to the female adjudicator and said, "Report it, you heard it just now."
The female judge looked extremely ugly.
John leaned back in his chair, took out his pocket watch, opened it and put it on the table.
"Ten minutes."
The golden pocket watch is on the table, and the hands are beating and passing by bit by bit.
"We are not that vulnerable." Fisk said solemnly, "You should let your men shoot directly."
"Because next, I will hunt you down sleeplessly and make everyone close to you die!"
At the end of the sentence, Fisk roared.
"Are you done?" John's expression remained calm, he held his chin with one hand and said calmly. "Answer the phone."
"Buzz-"
The phone rang. It was Wesley's.
He looked at John in confusion, and after Fisk's signal, he picked up the phone.
After a few seconds, he turned off the phone, came to Fisk's side and whispered: "Our company was seized, unknown teams attacked our territory, the Russians became tainted witnesses, and the FBI investigated us."
Fisk's expression darkened. He looked at John and suppressed his anger, "Is this all your fault?"
"You need to be clean so you don't get dirty," John said flatly, "not to put a white paper over the dirt."
"The stink has reached the sky, Fisk."
One phone call directly made Fisker realize what it means to be powerless.
His face became twisted and hideous with anger.
Mrs. Gao said at this time, "The police will ruin everything."
She wanted to stop what John was going to do next.
"That's right," John took over and smiled, "Including your factory."
Mrs. Gao did not expect that Chi Yu would be affected.
John looked at the Asian woman and said in the kindest tone, "You are on the wrong team. If you leave New York, someone will take your place."
"You destroyed my factory?" A trace of murderous intent flashed in Mrs. Gao's eyes.
The next second, she felt a discomfort and coughed violently.
"How could I?" She is the person who knows her body best.
She looks very old, but in fact, Matt may not be her opponent in a fight.
But now, she looks like a seriously ill old woman.His face was extremely pale.
She looked at John, her expression becoming confused.
John gave her an ultimatum, "Leave or rot in this place. Someone will take a seat at the high table."
The strangeness of Mrs. Gao's body made her uneasy, but she finally chose to stand up and said to Fisk: "You need to get through the difficulty by yourself."
Fisk raised his head suddenly, not expecting that Mrs. Gao would give up on her just because of a word.
She staggered away.
That leaves Fisk and the female Adjudicator.
John's coffee was brought.
He drank coffee and said comfortably: "I will give you a choice, Fisk."
He smiled and said: "I like to see what people do in their choices."
A pistol was pushed across the table.
Fisk struggled, everything about him collapsed tonight.
Just like John said on the phone in the restaurant.
Wesley saw that Fisk was struggling.
He rushed over, suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at John, and said: "Kill you and everything will be over."
Winston advised: "You have to think clearly. Are you ready to cancel all services in the hotel?"
Shooting in the hotel will be an enemy of the hotel system.
Wesley looked at Fisk, who was also hesitant.
"Shoot, maybe everything will be over."
John smiled mysteriously.
Wesley looked at John and saw that he was defenseless.
A voice told Wesley, shoot.
Even if he sacrifices himself, Fisk must continue to be strong.
shot!
Fisk stood up suddenly, grabbed the pistol, pointed it at John's heart, and pulled the trigger.
"Go to hell, you devil!"
Angry roars mixed with rancor.
The bullet left the muzzle and flew towards John, trying to pierce his heart.
Before Winston had time to stop him, pleasure flashed in the eyes of the female judge.
Blood should be splashed on the white tablecloth, that is the highest art of blackness.
but……
The bullets stopped.
John's palms were closed, and the speed in his eyes was very slow, so slow that he could observe the surroundings like watching a movie.
Smoking muzzles and quiet crowds.
He slowly opened his palms.
The golden scales gradually disappeared on his palm, and the five fingers were fully opened.
A deformed bullet lay in his hand.
Time seems to press the pause button.
John said calmly: "Now, you are no longer the service recipients of the hotel system."
He looked at Winston, who was also staring at the bullet, and said calmly: "Tell everyone that Wilson Fisk is out of the hotel system."
The female judge looked at John's palm in disbelief. She actually caught the bullet?
Not only was he caught, but he was unscathed.
The pocket watch on the table read exactly three minutes.
John stood up, straightened the buttons on his clothes, picked up his pocket watch, and turned around to leave.
"The choice I give you is to walk out the door and let the police take you away, or wait for death to bloom above you."
He doesn't care about the expressions of the people behind him.
Walk out of the hotel and walk to the waiting taxi.
"waited for so long?"
"Oh, I'm seeing the werewolf waking up hungry in the middle of the night to hunt rabbits with Gilderoy."
Robert put down the book John gave him and said with a smile, "Where to go?"
"Have a cup of tea?"
"Great idea."
The taxi started.
...
After they left, Fisk walked out dejected.
As soon as he got into the car, he was caught by the police who were blocking the road ahead.
With more than 50 crimes on his head, he is ready to sit out the next century.
But he still looked at Wesley with unwillingness in his eyes.
"Wait for me to come out."
...
Olof walked out of the office with one hand on his hip and a stack of papers in the other.
"Don't move!"
United Company security shouted a warning with a stun gun.
Seeing that Olof was indifferent, he was about to shoot.
The next second, his throat broke.
He stared wide-eyed at the Asian man who punched to end his life.
Danny pulled out his right hand expressionlessly, held down the security guard's head and pushed him away.
In the joint company, Orlov's bodyguards are like gods of death coming to the world.
"All right."
None of the security guards who fell to the ground could move. The bodyguard stopped when he heard Olof's voice.
Olof said unhappily: "Go to the next place, there is that guy's vault in Hell's Kitchen, and I remember the Red Lion Bank also belongs to him."
The enraged Olof made a clean move and went straight to the base camp.
If Fisk had not chosen to go to the hotel but to the company, he would have been hanged on the building by now.
Kingpin's industry was quickly destroyed.
His group of men were massacred, and the scene was so huge that the entire New York Police Department was dispatched.
The FBI arrived at a smuggling den, and the horrific scenes inside made Lei, an agent, couldn't help but feel stomach acid.
Dax put on FBI clothes and walked in swaggeringly.
The containers were filled with corpses.
Lei Ning said solemnly: "Now we are very busy."
Dax nodded, but actually he didn't agree.
"These people are Wilson Fisk's people," Dax took out a document. "I just received an anonymous report, which contains evidence about Wilson Fisk's illegal activities."
Lei took it over, and when he saw the account books inside, he couldn't help but look shocked.
Human trafficking, smuggling of contraband, money laundering...
All kinds of things, as long as they can make a profit, are all there.
There are also thirteen murder cases and numerous missing women cases.
Lei's scalp felt numb.
This case is too big.
Although I had always wanted a big case, this was too big.
"Also," Dax looked at the car aside, "someone reported Fisk with his real name."
Ray walked over and opened the car door, taking in a breath of cold air.
"Russian?"
The Russians in Hell's Kitchen actually reported it?
This is too outrageous.
Matt was among the crowd, and he could smell the bloody misery inside. There was a sound of movement in his ears, and he looked up.
On the roof, a masked figure and a one-armed man stood.
The one-armed man said into the phone: "Your gift has been delivered, Gang Leader."
On the other end of the phone, Wen Wu's voice sounded.
"Don't disturb Shang-Chi."
"Yes."
Matt frowned, who were those people?
Fudge stood next to him, and the new member Peggy also covered her mouth.
If you don't take action, it will be fine. Once you take action, it will be vigorous and resolute.
This is John's method.
At this moment, he was facing a group of people who were waiting for him. He was alone and unarmed.
The footsteps sound step by step, like stepping on everyone's heart.
People with poor tolerance are already sweating profusely.
They stared at John.
John walked to sit opposite Fisk and said to the ostrich waiter: "A cup of coffee."
After saying that, he looked at Fisk.
The former master of Hell's Kitchen now looks very miserable.
"It's been a while," he said as he greeted an old friend, "how were you today?"
"What do you want to do, John Wick." The female judge said coldly, "You are destroying the order that was finally established!"
John looked first at the female judge, then at Fisk, and finally at Winston.
"Please tell this lady that I don't want to kill a living life in my father's hotel," John smiled slightly, "so please shut her mouth."
Winston shrugged, turned to the female adjudicator and said, "Report it, you heard it just now."
The female judge looked extremely ugly.
John leaned back in his chair, took out his pocket watch, opened it and put it on the table.
"Ten minutes."
The golden pocket watch is on the table, and the hands are beating and passing by bit by bit.
"We are not that vulnerable." Fisk said solemnly, "You should let your men shoot directly."
"Because next, I will hunt you down sleeplessly and make everyone close to you die!"
At the end of the sentence, Fisk roared.
"Are you done?" John's expression remained calm, he held his chin with one hand and said calmly. "Answer the phone."
"Buzz-"
The phone rang. It was Wesley's.
He looked at John in confusion, and after Fisk's signal, he picked up the phone.
After a few seconds, he turned off the phone, came to Fisk's side and whispered: "Our company was seized, unknown teams attacked our territory, the Russians became tainted witnesses, and the FBI investigated us."
Fisk's expression darkened. He looked at John and suppressed his anger, "Is this all your fault?"
"You need to be clean so you don't get dirty," John said flatly, "not to put a white paper over the dirt."
"The stink has reached the sky, Fisk."
One phone call directly made Fisker realize what it means to be powerless.
His face became twisted and hideous with anger.
Mrs. Gao said at this time, "The police will ruin everything."
She wanted to stop what John was going to do next.
"That's right," John took over and smiled, "Including your factory."
Mrs. Gao did not expect that Chi Yu would be affected.
John looked at the Asian woman and said in the kindest tone, "You are on the wrong team. If you leave New York, someone will take your place."
"You destroyed my factory?" A trace of murderous intent flashed in Mrs. Gao's eyes.
The next second, she felt a discomfort and coughed violently.
"How could I?" She is the person who knows her body best.
She looks very old, but in fact, Matt may not be her opponent in a fight.
But now, she looks like a seriously ill old woman.His face was extremely pale.
She looked at John, her expression becoming confused.
John gave her an ultimatum, "Leave or rot in this place. Someone will take a seat at the high table."
The strangeness of Mrs. Gao's body made her uneasy, but she finally chose to stand up and said to Fisk: "You need to get through the difficulty by yourself."
Fisk raised his head suddenly, not expecting that Mrs. Gao would give up on her just because of a word.
She staggered away.
That leaves Fisk and the female Adjudicator.
John's coffee was brought.
He drank coffee and said comfortably: "I will give you a choice, Fisk."
He smiled and said: "I like to see what people do in their choices."
A pistol was pushed across the table.
Fisk struggled, everything about him collapsed tonight.
Just like John said on the phone in the restaurant.
Wesley saw that Fisk was struggling.
He rushed over, suddenly raised his gun and pointed it at John, and said: "Kill you and everything will be over."
Winston advised: "You have to think clearly. Are you ready to cancel all services in the hotel?"
Shooting in the hotel will be an enemy of the hotel system.
Wesley looked at Fisk, who was also hesitant.
"Shoot, maybe everything will be over."
John smiled mysteriously.
Wesley looked at John and saw that he was defenseless.
A voice told Wesley, shoot.
Even if he sacrifices himself, Fisk must continue to be strong.
shot!
Fisk stood up suddenly, grabbed the pistol, pointed it at John's heart, and pulled the trigger.
"Go to hell, you devil!"
Angry roars mixed with rancor.
The bullet left the muzzle and flew towards John, trying to pierce his heart.
Before Winston had time to stop him, pleasure flashed in the eyes of the female judge.
Blood should be splashed on the white tablecloth, that is the highest art of blackness.
but……
The bullets stopped.
John's palms were closed, and the speed in his eyes was very slow, so slow that he could observe the surroundings like watching a movie.
Smoking muzzles and quiet crowds.
He slowly opened his palms.
The golden scales gradually disappeared on his palm, and the five fingers were fully opened.
A deformed bullet lay in his hand.
Time seems to press the pause button.
John said calmly: "Now, you are no longer the service recipients of the hotel system."
He looked at Winston, who was also staring at the bullet, and said calmly: "Tell everyone that Wilson Fisk is out of the hotel system."
The female judge looked at John's palm in disbelief. She actually caught the bullet?
Not only was he caught, but he was unscathed.
The pocket watch on the table read exactly three minutes.
John stood up, straightened the buttons on his clothes, picked up his pocket watch, and turned around to leave.
"The choice I give you is to walk out the door and let the police take you away, or wait for death to bloom above you."
He doesn't care about the expressions of the people behind him.
Walk out of the hotel and walk to the waiting taxi.
"waited for so long?"
"Oh, I'm seeing the werewolf waking up hungry in the middle of the night to hunt rabbits with Gilderoy."
Robert put down the book John gave him and said with a smile, "Where to go?"
"Have a cup of tea?"
"Great idea."
The taxi started.
...
After they left, Fisk walked out dejected.
As soon as he got into the car, he was caught by the police who were blocking the road ahead.
With more than 50 crimes on his head, he is ready to sit out the next century.
But he still looked at Wesley with unwillingness in his eyes.
"Wait for me to come out."
...
