Hearing Shen Feng's words, Mike was stunned for a moment, then narrowed his eyes and asked:

"What are you… talking about? Have we… met?"

His accent was odd, but he spoke Mandarin much better than most crooked nuts.

Shen Feng couldn't help being a little surprised. He didn't expect this Mike to speak Mandarin, and he looked down on him before.

As expected of the self-proclaimed emperor of New York's underground world, at least it's not bad to be diligent and eager to learn.

"Bart, what's going on?" Mike asked Bart.

How did they bring the target back? Don't you know that this will cause trouble and smash the signboard?

Compared with John, who is more prone to losing control of his emotions, he trusts the stable and cold-blooded Bart more.

Bart didn't speak. Instead, John quickly said, "Boss, this gentleman said... that he has a big secret and wants to tell you personally."

Mike glanced at the expressionless Bart, feeling that the other party was a little strange today.

But he has no time to manage the emotional problems of his subordinates.

Looking at the smiling Asian boy in front of him, he suddenly felt a burst of disgust for no reason.

Let's see what he wants to say... But no matter what kind of secret, in the end, he will destroy the body of this Asian boy.

Can't smash the signboard of the Emperor Gang.

With a wave of his hand, the two hot girls around him immediately got up and left, and the other subordinates also walked out of the room and guarded the door.

Only Bart and John remained.

"Okay, let's talk, if your secret is not enough to satisfy me, I will make you regret coming into this world alive." Mike said lightly, smoking a cigar, but there was an unquestionable taste in his tone.

Shen Feng picked up a cigar from the table and lit it, walked to the sofa and sat down, took a deep breath, and sighed:

"It is said that the most authentic cigars are rolled on the thighs of Cuban girls, which is really good."

Mike was taken aback by the other party's arrogant actions. As the controller of New York's underground world, he had never met anyone who dared to be arrogant in front of him.

The last person to do this was poured cement into a gasoline barrel and sank to the bottom of the sea.

His eyes narrowed and he said:

"Boy, my patience is limited, you still have three seconds."

Shen Feng nodded, got up and walked to Mike's side, leaned close to his ear, and said in a low voice, also indifferent and unquestionable:

"The secret is, actually... I'm your dad."

Mike stared, about to attack.

At this moment, Bart next to him suddenly shot, his hands stretched like rubber bands, stuck Mike's neck, and lifted him up!

Mike's height is nearly two meters, which can be said to be an absolute big man. At this time, he was like a child in Bart's hands, and was directly lifted to the ceiling!

Looking at the expressionless Bart and his deformed and elongated hands, Mike kept struggling in the air while his eyes widened, unable to believe what he saw.

John on the side was so frightened that his legs were weak.

On one side is Mike's many years of prestige, and on the other is that terrible Asian boy, making him wonder what to do.

"Persuade him, explain to him what the situation is, and say everything that needs to be said." Shen Feng put the cigar in his hand on the table and said to John.

This stuff hurts his cheeks, and it's a bit difficult for someone like him who has never smoked.

John hurriedly said to Mike:

"Boss Mike, we...we provoke someone we shouldn't...this... this gentleman, is a magician, no, he is an oriental wizard!"

At the moment, everything that happened in the hotel is usually said by pouring beans into a bamboo tube.

He didn't even hide the fact that all his subordinates were assimilated.

It all sounds like science fiction, but looking at Pat's cold eyes, outstretched arms, and amazing strength, Mike can't believe it at this time.

At this time, Mike was still a mortal. Although he was arrogant and arrogant as the leader of the underground forces, he was definitely not a tough man. He immediately patted Bart's arm, indicating that he had something to say.

Shen Feng smiled slightly, and Bart's hands relaxed slightly, allowing Mike to speak smoothly.

Mike said in a hoarse voice:

"Dear... Mr. Hua Guo, first of all, please allow me to express my sincere apologies to you. I never thought I would offend a powerful existence like you. After all, I'm just an ordinary serious businessman..."

Shen Feng's expression did not change, he nodded to signal the other party to continue.

Mike continued:

"I received this order for you five hours ago. The entrusting party is the sales channel of the Emperor Gang, a legal tobacco businessman from Canada."

Mike aggravated the word "legal", and Shen Feng instantly understood what he was selling.

But still didn't say a word.

Seeing that Shen Feng was unmoved, Mike continued:

"The amount he left behind was almost ten times the amount of ordinary business, and he assured me that he could handle it with the NYPD, so I was a little confused about this, so I arranged for my intelligence network to track him..."

"And then found out that his contact person was a Diamondbacks employee... This person was a personal assistant to Diamondbacks CEO Brendan..."

Shen Feng raised his eyebrows and nodded slightly.

Rattlesnake, a small arms company in Eagle Country, although not as powerful as a giant like Lockheed Martin, has its own uniqueness in the field of some cutting-edge black technology weapons, especially drones and EOD and combat. Robot.

I just don't know how this Brendan found him and locked him.

Seeing that Shen Feng was somewhat satisfied at this time, Mike continued:

"They also left a portrait, and we rely on this portrait to confirm your identity."

He pointed to the stack of documents on the table.

On the top is a photocopy of a sketch, Shen Feng took it over and glanced at it, and couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

The picture on it is of a man hiding in a hood and carrying a large backpack. He can't see what he looks like. Behind him are huge tentacles dancing wildly, as if he is a devil from hell.

However, the backpack was very eye-catching, it was Shen Feng's backpack.

What are you doing, Cthulhu?

The moment he saw this kind of sketch, Shen Feng already understood that it was absolutely inseparable from the Purification Society.

That sketch, from Falconer, is still in his bag.

According to the sketch obtained from Falconer, it is very likely that one day in the future, when Shen Feng used a nanomachine cluster to kill people, he was seen by people from the Purification Society and left behind his image. .

It seems that we should keep a low profile in the future, we must pay attention, and try to turn your back to the target when killing people...

As for that Brendan from the Rattlesnake Company, he was a big fish delivered to his door...

Shen Feng thought of this and said:

"Contact your employer and say you've got the deal done and have them pay the balance right away."

Mike was hesitating, and "Bart" had put him down.

Then I saw a short hand walk in expressionlessly, lying on the ground, the whole body began to wriggle and change rapidly, like molten wax.

Obviously this is also something indescribable controlled by the other party.

In a blink of an eye, the "subordinate" just now had changed into the appearance of the Asian boy in front of him, but the surface of his body was covered in blood, and a large hole had been broken on his forehead, which looked like he had been shot by someone.

Totally a dead body.

Shen Feng looked at his body lying on the ground and praised it.

Although the mimicry of nanomechanical clusters cannot be imitated tactilely, it is still cold metal to the touch, but visually, through the adjustment of external visible light and color, as well as the simulation of form, it can be completely fake.

At first glance, I really thought I was dead here.

"Take a picture and send it to him. If the other party wants a body, you can say that it has been filled with cement and sunk to the bottom of the sea." Shen Feng ordered.

This Brendan of the Diamondbacks, he is not ready to touch it yet.

You can't scare the snake, you have to put a long line to catch big fish.

It was hard to find a living person of the Purification Society, and he was not disturbed. We must follow him to pull out more connections. It is best to directly find the Cthul of the Purification Society and catch them all in one go.

Mike looked gloomy, looked at the corpse that was enough to look real, didn't say anything, but picked up his mobile phone, took a picture of the corpse, and sent it directly to the Canadian legal tobacco dealer who came to him for business. , requiring the other party to pay the balance.

As Shen Feng expected, the other party really asked to see the corpse, and was dismissed by Mike's excuse for dissolving the corpse with chemicals.

Soon, a series of numbers were added to the account he set up separately, and the other party had already paid the balance.

Shen Feng's conscious tentacles had already controlled the electronic devices in the entire room, and at the same time was monitoring Mike's account. Seeing the balance of hundreds of thousands of dollars, he couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

No wonder Mike couldn't refuse, there was a lot of money.

After doing all this, Mike took a deep breath, suppressed his inner stubbornness, and asked Shen Feng:

"Dear Mr. Asia, is there anything else I need to do?"

From beginning to end, he didn't even ask the other person's name.

He understands that the less he knows, the better in the face of a power he can't compete with right now.

The less he knows, the safer he is.

Then he added:

"If you need it, the Emperor Gang is at your disposal at any time."

You must show your worth in order to have a bargaining chip.

He already understood at this time that behind the boy and the Diamondback Company in front of him must be a powerful force that he had never been in contact with before, and might even involve the behind-the-scenes truth of the whole world.

If he can join in and get a piece of the pie, he might be a blessing in disguise.

In danger ~lightnovelpub.net~ is also a place where ambition grows and opportunity breeds.

Shen Feng smiled and said:

"You told me something similar before."

Mike was stunned for a moment, and was even more certain that the other party should have had an encounter with him, but he really had no impression and asked:

"Where have we met? I really don't remember..."

Shen Feng did not answer his question and continued:

"The underground emperor of New York, the boss of the Emperor Gang, Mike, this identity can be retained..."

Hearing this sentence, Mike realized that he had escaped a catastrophe, and quickly said happily:

"Thank you for your kindness, sir, what do you need me to do? Please speak up."

Shen Feng smiled warmly and said:

"I need you to die."