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"It's cool, this warehouse." Dyson was frozen and wanted to cry. These people seemed to be unkind, and renting such a warehouse was simply causing trouble for themselves.
"It's cold!" The gangster coming out of the warehouse also wanted to cry.
Recently, Hell's Kitchen has two people he cannot mess with: one is Punisher, and the other is a young grocery supermarket owner.
Punisher Needless to say, he will come to you if you don't mess with him. I can only pray that my luck will not be too bad.
As for the supermarket owners, it seems that they have never taken the initiative to cause trouble for others. It's just that some people don't open their eyes and come up to them on their own initiative.
As we all know, the golden sports car is the supermarket owner's new car. Everyone hides as far away as possible. If you can't hide, just pretend to be good. As for stealing... haha, your legs have never been broken?
"Haha." Mike found it interesting.
Dyson saw the gangsters behaving a little weird, but didn't think much about it. He just wanted to be a handsome man in the car and wait quietly for the gangsters to leave. Although his experience told him that trouble can't be avoided, and they won't let you go just because you are a coward. Everyone knows this, the more coward you are, the more others will bully you.
What can be done? He is also in despair. If he is timid, he will be bullied. If he does not timid, he will be beaten or even die.
Between psychological and physical trauma, Dyson chose the former, commonly known as cowardice.
So most of the time, he could only pray.
"You guys, don't move." Mike got out of the car.
"Um..."
The gangsters looked at each other, as if they were under a holding spell, and no one moved.
This magical scene...Dyson I don't know what to say.
"Could this handsome young man be scarier than these people? Then wouldn't I..." Dyson subconsciously tightened his sphincter. Don't ask why he did this subconsciously. Telling it can be written into a tragedy of blood and tears.
"What are you doing in there?" Mike asked. If flour was made inside, Mike would not consider this place.
"When I see the warehouse is empty, I come over occasionally to play." The black guy with the thickest gold chain answered. I bet they determine their status based on the thickness of the gold chain.
He actually didn't lie...Mike waved his hand, "Let's go."
The gangsters continued to look at each other.
That's it?
Mike is spoken in a straight tone. "Get out!"
At this time, the gangsters felt rough and violent. Most of the gangsters knew that you made a mistake, but your boss smiled and spoke softly, which means that you can write a suicide note or give your last words.
Therefore, Mike's attitude made them feel relieved, ran away, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
"With this speed, why don't you go to practice track and field? It's a shame!"
After driving the people away, the three of them entered the warehouse.
You're here, and you've arrived at the gate. You can't just walk away without looking.
The smell of dust is mixed with the smell of dama.
The floor was paved with cement, and weeds grew tenaciously from the gaps. There were various debris piled around, and an area was cleared in the middle, where second-hand sofas and tables from unknown sources were placed.
Cigarette butts everywhere.
"How do you feel?" Mike asked Skye.
"It's good, the size is right, and it's relatively close." Skye I'm quite satisfied, but I still want to look elsewhere.
Maybe I'll find someone more satisfying.
Just like when a woman goes shopping, the more satisfactory clothes will always be in the next store. The tireless pursuit allows women to crush most men in the skill of shopping.
After spending more than an hour and looking at the other two warehouses, Skye decided to rent the first warehouse. She was like a woman shopping. After walking for more than a dozen streets, I suddenly discovered that the clothes I liked the most were the first clothes I tried on in the first store.
Dyson took the contract and was both happy and worried. What I was happy about was that I had signed the contract. My joy was similar to that of those street writers who cut out a few books before signing the contract. They thought it was the rhythm of taking off, but in fact it was just the second stage of the war. What was worrying was that the area near the warehouse was not very safe, otherwise the warehouse would have been rented out long ago.
All I can say is that Dyson is a good person.
Back at the supermarket, Old Earl was chatting with me in a lively atmosphere, waving and clenching his fists from time to time, and he seemed to be giving advice.
"Mike, I'm looking for you." Old Earl reluctantly shut up.
"Winston."
"Mike."
Hold the two hands together.
"Let's talk alone?" Winston asked.
"No problem, just wait a moment."
"Okay."
Second floor.
"Your friend?" Skye asked.
"No, I knocked him out once, and strictly speaking, I don't care."
"Oh, then apologize well."
"Okay." Mike nodded.
In this world, if you make a mistake, you just have to apologize and everything will be fine. There is a kind of evil in this world. The heart is called "tolerance for others".
Apologize, Mike is willing and absolutely sincere. The key is whether Winston, to be precise, is whether the Continental Hotel behind Winston is willing to reconcile.
To reconcile, Mike is willing to pay an acceptable price.
If you don't reconcile, then you become enemies, Mike doesn't mind.
Skye Not too worried.
Go downstairs.
"Mike, is it okay to call it this way, or do you prefer "Josh"?" Winston drank black tea leisurely and joked a little.
Josh is the waiter who was knocked unconscious by Mike outside the hotel. He used Transformation Technique to transform into the appearance of Josh.
"Haha, it's up to you.
"It's really amazing. Even your irises are exactly the same with your disguise."
"Thank you, a little trick."
Transformation Technique is just the ninjutsu of D-Rank in Ninja World, but in modern society, its value is inestimable and it is also feared by people.
Winston said, "The Continental Hotel is based on the system and credibility. What you have done has shaken the foundation of the hotel. The parliament has sent elite troops. In six hours, the plane will land, rest, check the equipment, and learn the latest intelligence. It will take about an hour, and then launch an attack."
Mike looked sharply. "I thought you were here to have a talk."
Winston shook his head. "I am indeed here to talk, but I only represent myself."
Got it!
Regarding the matter of Mike, Winston and the Continental Hotel headquarters have different opinions. Winston's suggestion is to talk first, while the headquarters' opinion is to fight first. Only those who are alive after the fight are qualified to talk.
It is normal to have disagreements. The problem is that the person in charge of handling the matter at the headquarters is a young man who is extremely arrogant and has no respect for Winston who has served the Continental Hotel all his life.
Winston has no friendship with Mike, so coming to Mike privately can be said to be an act of betrayal. He is not a young and energetic young man, and he would not do such a thing for fun or out of anger. In the final analysis, it can be said in two words: profit.
Mike simply got straight to the point. "What do you want? What can you give me?"
Winston did not answer directly, but talked about the Continental Hotel's organization - "High Table". High Table is a multinational group composed of various criminal groups, wealthy classes, politicians, small royal families, etc. around the world. It has the ability to easily subvert small countries. The Continental Hotel is one of their assets, which is mainly used to physically eliminate competitors.
When Winston said this, he had been observing Mike. From the young man's eyes, he did not see any panic.
Mike just wants to say, compared to overturning the entire world and destroying half of the life in the universe with one the Snap, "High Table" is nothing!