Chapter 16

The desert near Casablanca, the headquarters of the High Table.

"I guess your business has been destroyed by the Kingpin of Hell's Kitchen recently." A Middle Eastern man with a block on his head said as he sat at one of the seats at a large round table.

This large round table has twelve seats, which represent the twelve seats of the high table. Currently, only ten of them are occupied, and those who are not present have opened the video call.

Today is the elders' meeting of the High Table, which is aimed at the recent revenge from Hell's Kitchen.

Those who are not present are the Marquis who is on the run and the people of Antonio's family who have died.

"Damn Marquis, why didn't you come? I wanted to talk to him about compensation. It's all because of his arrogance that we have suffered so much loss." A Russian elder roared angrily.

"So we have to retaliate. Jin Bing is challenging the authority of our High Table. Let outsiders think that our High Table is easy to bully." A Korean man who looks like a star said.

"Peace is the most precious thing, peace is the most precious thing. Everyone comes out to make money. Besides, I heard that it was the Marquis who broke the rules first and went directly to Jin Bing's territory to cause trouble for Jin Bing's godson. I think it's better to find someone to talk to Jin Bing first. I heard that Jin Bing's godson is also very interested in joining our High Table."

The speaker at this time is an elder with an Asian face on the screen.

"All kinds of cats and dogs want to join our High Table Club," said an old man in a samurai costume with disdain.

"I heard that Kingpin's godson is a mutant who controls magic. And now John Wick and Marcus, two former legendary killers, are under his command, and there are two immortal mercenaries." An elder named Makutum said.

Then Makutum held the remote control in his right hand and turned on the big screen to play the video of Chen Ye's fight in Hell's Kitchen that day.

The elders looked at Chen Ye in the picture, flying, stopping bullets, bombing with magic, and the terrifying speed and amazing power, all of which told everyone that he was powerful.

After watching the video at this moment, the expressions of the many elders on the screen and sitting in the conference room were different. Some were disdainful, some were shocked, and some were expressionless. But there is no doubt that they were also shocked by Chen Ye's strength.

"Kingpin is really lucky to have such a powerful godson." One of the elders said jealously.

"Hahaha, I still want to meet this little friend." The elder of Hongmen said in his loud voice.

Seeing this, Elder Makutum on the side also said: "There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests. This world has always been ruled by those who are capable."

"I think it's better to talk to Jin Bing. I think everyone present is very clear about Jin Bing's strength, so I don't need to say it.

"So, I will talk to him about a truce. After all, every day of delay means we lose one more day. Let's start voting, peace or war."

After a round of voting, Elder Makutum began to count the votes: "Six votes in favor of peace talks, two votes in favor of fighting, and two abstentions."

"I will be responsible for talking to Jin Bing, that's it, adjourn the meeting."

...

Fisk Building,

I saw Jin Bing's huge body sitting on a high-end Italian custom sofa answering the phone.

"Jin Bing, it's time to stop. You guys in Hell's Kitchen have been in the limelight these two days. Do you really think our High Table is a soft persimmon? Do you really want to fight to the death for a godson? Besides, your godson is fine. You know, we have our own judges in the High Table. "Elder Makutum threatened.

It is obvious that the High Table knows Jin Bing. After all, they are all top figures in the dark world, and it is normal for them to have business dealings.

"Makutum, we are old friends. What do you mean by for a godson? Fortunately, my godson is fine, so I will teach you a lesson. We can come and go as we please in Hell's Kitchen. If my dear godson gets into trouble, I will let all of you in the High Table be buried with him even if I risk my life. "

Jin Bing smoked a cigar and didn't care about the threat from the High Table.

"Besides, you deserve to die together?" Jin said disdainfully.

After hearing Jin Bing's ridicule, Elder Makutum on the other end of the phone took a deep breath. After all, now

It is indeed not easy to tear each other apart.

After all, the High Table is a union of twelve top families, and it is not a solid block.

Everyone has their own selfishness, and it is impossible to destroy their family business for a marquis.

To be honest, Jin Bing has no direct hatred with them, and there are even some interests.

If a war really breaks out, some of them may turn to Jin Bing's side.

"Tell me your conditions, how can I calm your anger." Makutum asked helplessly.

"It's very simple, I want a seat in the High Table. The Continental Hotel in New York will be opened in our Hell's Kitchen. The money for the renovation will be paid by you, the High Table, and my people will take care of it. And you have to compensate me and my godson for mental damages, and the labor costs of Hell's Kitchen. Five hundred million US dollars." Jin Bing said loudly.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Not to mention that there is an ancient family behind the twelve seats of the High Table, you can't be one. And rebuilding a Continental Hotel, you know how much it costs. Then let's go to war!" Makutum seemed to be losing his mind after hearing Jin Bing's conditions.

Jin poured a glass of red wine calmly, and then said: "Don't worry, I know that your High Table has an ancient tradition, that is, one-on-one duels."

The winner can get any promise from your High Table. I can let my godson participate and fight against the marquis. When the marquis loses, we will kill their family forces together, and the assets we get will be enough to rebuild a Continental Hotel and compensate. Others in your High Table don't have to pay a penny. "

Makutum's pupils trembled after hearing this, and he realized that Jin Bing's appetite was so big. Not only did he want a seat, but he also wanted to destroy the whole family. He was worthy of being the overlord of Hell's Kitchen.

"But, you know that the prerequisite for initiating a duel is to join the family first. Chen Ye is not a member of the twelve families. "

"It's okay. I have sent people to kill all the people from the Antonio family in New York. There is no such family in the world. Chen Ye just represents my Fisk family. Also, just give the seat of the High Table to my godson. I am old and will not join it."

Jin Bing said lightly, as if the matter of the family that had just been destroyed had nothing to do with him.

"Okay, I can decide and agree to your nephew's seat. I will also notify you about the duel, but the Marquis family is very powerful, and we may not take action." Makutum agreed.

"Sixty-four points, I will take six, and as for the remaining four, I don't care how you divide it." Jin Bing interrupted Makutum and quoted.

"We will take action. The premise is that your godson can win." Hearing Jin Bing's offer, Makutum also agreed.