Arno's face was calm and his heart was very angry.
The local gangster was simply provoking his nerves. It was his first time working for the boss. Not to mention that the goods were expensive. The boss only cared about the goods, which was okay.
But the local gang happened to cause trouble. The five mercenary elites did not suffer many serious injuries, but their goods were robbed.
If it weren't for New York, USA here, and he couldn't provoke United States's nerves too aggressively, Arno would have already ordered Fighter Jet to come over and bomb Clinton.
"BOSS, let me lead the team over there." Arno said in a deep voice.
He knows.
He-El has already acquired seven mercenary companies and established its own security company. It has invested more than 1.2 billion in military supplies. Fighter Jet, missiles, tanks, whatever is available on the battlefield, is useful, and can be purchased, He-El's exclusive security company has it all.
Fourteen thousand mercenaries with strict disciplines have directly destroyed a warlord in Africa and replaced him, established a garrison, and all work only for one person He-El.
As long as ten well-equipped 100-man assault teams are deployed, Arno can guarantee that Manhattan all the gangsters will not be able to escape.
"Are any of our people injured?" He-El asked with a slight frown.
This batch of goods is the raw material for the armor he is about to make. With He-El's existing knowledge reserves, there is no need to replace the armor as frequently as Iron Man.
In one step, directly install Nanotech Suit, which is the minimum requirement for He-El.
It's almost a matter of changing it later depending on the situation.
But now...
Someone took your goods away?
It's a bit bold.
Even if you don't know that there are 14,000 mercenaries behind you waiting to start work, you should know that Super Technology Group was established by yourself.
Today I also had a banquet with the president and many of United States's top brass.
Do you dare to tease the tiger's beard like this?
The local gangsters are very energetic.
"No, they seemed to be targeting the cargo, but the gas used was too dense and the team escorting the cargo was infected." Arno said:
"It's very possible that the news was exposed after we purchased the goods."
Arno can guess that after they purchased the goods, someone on the Churchill ship must have exposed their whereabouts.
They and others did not make too much cover-up, and they could easily find out that it was He-El who purchased seven mercenary companies and merged them into one security company.
Perhaps it was tracked from the time the goods were received back to New York, and then it was taken action at Manhattan.
When the soldiers of the escort company cannot enter New York in large numbers and can only send a few people to deliver goods, aim to take action at this time.
Goods worth 7 billion US dollars are worthy of their madness.
"Natasha, let's check, who are the gangsters in Manha?" He-El unceremoniously handed down tasks that had nothing to do with the secretary.
Natasha heard the order, and subconsciously wanted to mobilize the information in the bureau to look through it. He only woke up after typing the first key on the keyboard.
I'm just a secretary.
You want me to investigate gangsters?
This is unreasonable.
"BOSS, I'm just a secretary and don't know the gang." Natasha said professionally, "Do you want me to call the Clinton police station to inquire?"
Natasha is really unfamiliar with gangs like this in local and small areas.
"Can you find out? Are you so useless?" He-El looked at Natasha with questioning eyes, "I don't keep useless people here."
Natasha choked for a moment. In order to keep the job, he hesitated, showing the mentality of a secretary who was embarrassed by the boss but could not resign casually because the salary was too high. He said in embarrassment, "I have a friend who lives in Clinton. I can call and ask."
After getting He-El's nod, Natasha quickly took out his cell phone, pretended to chat on the phone, asked Manhattan about the gang situation, and got detailed information.
"Wilson Grant Fisk, the gangster in Manhattan is called Kingpin. Manhattan has only one gangster, and he is Kingpin of Manhattan's Underworld." Natasha said in detail:
"His apparent identity is a Far Eastern spice merchant. Is that okay? Boss, can I stay?"
"Okay, be prepared in the future. I hope the question can be answered immediately." He-El nodded, indicating that he was quite satisfied with this secretary.
"Okay BOSS, I will pay attention to it in the future." Natasha looked serious, but felt helpless Kaidō.
She always felt like she was being teased, and that He-El had to ask He-El for all the information in the situation.
"BOSS." Arno said in a deep voice. It would be difficult without a target, but now the whole Manhattan is just a gangster. He doesn't need ten fully equipped assault teams. With only ten people, he guarantees to blow Manhattan, the underworld emperor, half to death and bring him to He-El.
"No need. Arno, we have entered a civilized society from Savage Battlefield, so there is no need to be so rude." He-El smiled and no longer took it seriously.
Now he is a great philanthropist that everyone is optimistic about, a great man who reformed the medical system, and a figure who affects the interests of the United States upper class.
Not just any Manhattan gangster can touch him.
If we really want to deal with Manhattan ton's gangsters, as long as we reveal a little information, politicians and police will do something about it.
He-El doesn't need to care at all.
Maybe this Kingpin is the emperor of the underworld, who is frightening and cruel, but after all he is a gangster and a person from the underground world.
How can Hei, who is attached to the big city United States, New York, climb up and deal with people who even United States wants to give preferential treatment?
"BOSS, but..." Arno didn't understand, but felt a little guilty in his heart, and still wanted the boss to send him to solve the matter.
The boss received so much salary and messed up the first thing he did, but the boss still didn't blame anyone. Damn it, the amount of money he received made him a little uneasy.
If you don't do something, you will feel sorry for the salary.
"No need to do anything, just wait for him to come back." He-El said calmly, looking out the window and seeing the Stark Industries building.
Arno fell silent and continued his guarding work.
Natasha is a little bit curious about what goods they are talking about, which can be worth 7 billion US dollars.
For this amount, what can be purchased and carried by a team of five people will definitely not be very large, and may even only be a few suitcases.
What could it be?
"Boss, that's the building of Stark Industries over there. Our Super Technology Building is diagonally opposite him. The white building is the same height as Stark Tower."
Natasha looked at half of He-El's face looking out the window and said, "It's just that recently Tony·Stark wore Iron Armor and became Iron Man, and the lightning rod of his building was raised a little higher, so Stark Tower is a few meters taller than us."
As soon as Natasha finished speaking, a figure in the night sky sprayed air with its hands and feet, turned smoothly in the night sky, and entered from the apron above Stark Tower.