Beauty Man: All Heavens and Immortals

Chapter 37 Bullseye Strikes (Please recommend for collection!)
New York, Hell's Kitchen.

Fisk Building.

A white elite in a suit and leather shoes, standing with his back facing him, was reporting respectfully to a tall, fat black man who was enjoying the night view of New York through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.

"Boss, now the Damiq Group has suffered heavy losses. According to news, it was done by a sharpshooter. The leader of the Damiq Group, Frank, intends to join the boss and is vacillating."

A tall, fat black man with Cheng Liang's bald head, leaning on a cane in one hand, and holding a thick cigar in the other, smoking a few puffs from time to time, the smoke floating around his body, covering his face, While the smoke was floating, the occasional indifferent eyes revealed made people frightened.

He is the underworld king of the New York underground, Wilson Fisk, nicknamed Jin Bin, another strongman who becomes stronger when he is bald.

quite a while.

An indifferent voice came.

"Help him right, if you don't know the taste, don't exist."

"Yes, boss!"

With one sentence, the underground world of New York immediately surged.

Damek Building.

Joe persuaded anxiously: "Frank, don't hesitate any longer, hurry up and join Jin Bin, otherwise we will only die."

Frank sat slumped on the sofa, his eyes lost. In the past few days, although there was no attack from Owen and others, their group suffered a heavier blow. Seeing that he was vacillating, the Jinhe Group immediately launched a full-scale attack.

Originally, the strength of their group was inferior to that of Jin Bin, and many elites who had been mopped up by Owen before were no match for Jin Bin, even if he repeatedly wanted to put pressure on Jin Bin by supporting their political power, but Jin Bing ignored them, and made it clear that he wanted to annex them completely.

Seeing that he has worked hard for most of his life to develop his ancestral underworld career to the present level, and the repeated blows he has suffered now almost brought him back to the pre-liberation overnight, Frank's heart bleeds.

But no matter how painful it is, now we have to make a real choice.

Do you choose to fight to the death?

Or flee New York with the family property and start anew?
Or rely on Jin Bing?
The first option only flashed in Frank's mind for a moment, and then disappeared completely.

The second option is very tempting, but Frank knows that this option is extremely dangerous, neither Jin Bin nor the sharpshooter who is suspected of being an enemy is likely to let him leave with a large amount of property.

Moreover, the tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and the tiger fell and was bullied by dogs. After he left, no one could guarantee whether the little brothers who had followed him would turn around and kill him, seize his property, and even their sister-in-law.

There is a saying that goes: dumplings are better than dumplings, but more fun...

What's more, New York is his old nest. It is not so easy to leave the old nest, start a new stove, and grab food on other people's territory.

The last choice can protect oneself, his wife and children, but he will lose his status as the overlord. This is also very painful for a mafia leader with ideals and pursuits.

People always have an ideal, what if it comes true...

What is the difference between a person without ideals and a salted fish?
Joe looked at Frank nervously, waiting for his decision, with sweat on his forehead, because every time they waited longer, their status in Jinbin Group would be lowered a lot in the future. Once all their subordinates were killed, there would be no more Taking advantage of value, Jin and they will never recruit them.

Frank closed his eyes in pain, and said, "Let the brothers put down their weapons, we surrender."

Qiao said happily, "Okay, I'll make arrangements right away."

With that said, he picked up his cell phone, made a call, and left in a hurry.

two hours later.

Damek Building.

Surrounded by everyone, Jin Bing came here. Frank stood downstairs, bowed to greet him, and said with a smile, "Boss, the brothers are waiting for your instruction."

Jin Bing looked at Frank fixedly, his eyes were terribly indifferent, which made Frank feel for the first time what is called domineering side leakage. Although he had seen Jin Bing before, he had never been so terrified. After thinking about it, he smiled wryly in his heart. He said: "In the past, other subordinates also looked at me like this. The aura is supported by strength. Without strength, the aura will naturally disappear."

"Lead the way ahead."

"it is good."

Frank had all sorts of MMPs in his heart, but the matter was at this point, so he dared not say anything more, and he led the way in front of him aggrieved.

Everyone went up to the top floor of the building, where the duplex apartment used to be Frank's home and his office, but now it became the meeting place for the surrender of the Jinan.

Hundreds of big men in black suits with uncertain expressions lined up here in groups of three or four. When they saw Jin Bin walking in under the leadership of Frank, they stood up straight and looked at Jin Bin together. Waiting for his lecture.

As the emperor of the underworld, Jin Bin naturally understood the principle of giving both kindness and power, and after a few actions, he immediately calmed everyone's emotions.

Frank caught a glimpse of the smiles on the faces of his subordinates, and his heart was bleeding.

"Well, you all get down. Frank stays."

"Yes, boss."

Frank's men dispersed one after another, leaving only Jin Bin and Frank.

Jin Bing leaned on a cane, came to Frank's original seat, sat down, took out a thick cigar, glanced at Frank, Frank's mouth twitched, stepped forward quickly, took out a lighter from his pocket, and approached mouth, lit a cigar for him.

Jin Bin leaned back, his tall and fat body made the seat creak, he smoked his cigar and said, "Frank, I heard that you have an enemy, is he very powerful?"

Frank heard the words and said bitterly: "Yes, until now, I don't know the origin and number of the other party. I only know that there is a sharpshooter among them. His shooting level is simply amazing."

The corner of Jin Bing's mouth twitched, and he smiled with interest, "What about that video?"

Frank's heart trembled, he didn't know that someone betrayed him, only a few people knew about the video, and these people were all his confidantes...

Although he secretly hated him, he moved his hands very quickly. Frank turned on the large-screen computer on the desk and clicked on the previous video.

Jin Bing admired it once, and exclaimed: "Sure enough, there are some tricks."

Frank smiled and said: "Boss, he specifically targeted our group and caused us huge losses. Look, did you send someone to kill them to avoid future troubles?"

Jin Bin took another puff of his cigar, nodded and said, "Since you have taken refuge with me, I will naturally not let this situation continue to happen. I have already called Bullseye back, so let him have a good time with this gun god. Let's see who has the ability, and then it can be called miraculous."

Frank said joyfully: "It would be great if that's the case."

Bullseye's name is well-known in the underground world, and Frank is no stranger to it!
At this time, the door was suddenly pushed open.

Walk in with a very personal character.

I saw him dressed in a punk outfit, with a neatly trimmed beard around his mouth, and a bald strongman hairstyle. On his forehead, he had a target-shaped tattoo consisting of three concentric circles and a cross, occupying the entire forehead. Eye-catching.

"Ha, our sharpshooter is here." Jin Bin opened his arms and laughed.

Frank narrowed his eyes and whispered to himself, "Bullseye!"

Bullseye glanced at Frank, gave him an evil smile, then looked at Jin Bin, and said straight to the point: "Who is the target this time? I hope I won't be disappointed."

His profession is an assassin, and later he was valued by Jin Bin, and he was hired as the chief assassin. He was specially responsible for helping Jin and solving difficult people. The success rate was [-]%, and he had never missed a record.

Jin Bin smiled and said, "Bullseye, your opponent this time is very interesting, you will not be disappointed."

After Bullseye watched Owen's video, his eyes sparkled, he touched the target on his forehead, and asked full of fighting spirit: "It's really interesting, it's worth my trip back all the way, where is he now?"

Frank interjected, "That's all the information. I don't know anything else."

Bullseye glanced at Frank unhappily, and shouted, "Trash!"

"You!" Frank's face was livid, and he pointed his finger at the bullseye, trembling with anger.

Bullseye touched his waist and took out a paper clip. With a movement of his palm, the paper clip had turned into a long and thin iron wire, and then changed again, turning into five or six thin iron wires. Fingers thrown.

"Ah!" Frank exclaimed in pain.

But the bullseye shot Frank's fingertips directly from a long distance away, penetrating deeply into the flesh, fingers connected to the heart, how could Frank endure such pain.

Jin Bing watched this scene quietly without moving, and after seeing that Bullseye shot all the wires, he smiled and said: "Okay, Bullseye, this task is entrusted to you, you can Use the power of the group to find the other party as soon as possible, and then kill them."

Bullseye licked his fingers, flicked the leather jacket, turned and left, the voice came from afar.

"no problem!"

Inside Big Daddy's safe house.

"Recently, the underground forces in New York are on fire. Frank's Damic Group has joined Jin Bin, and now our enemy is even stronger." Damon said worriedly.

Minty was lying on the table, doing the homework assigned by Damon. Hearing this, he raised his head and said disdainfully, "We have Owen here, so it doesn't matter if their strength increases, they are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered."

Owen was fiddling with a sniper rifle. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Minty, don't think too highly of me. It's definitely not that simple for Kim to dominate the New York underground world and become a well-known underworld king. We should be careful." For the best."

Damon agreed: "Owen is right. We must be careful not to overturn the boat in the gutter."

Minty glared at Owen, and snorted softly, "Coward, if I had your skills, I would never take them seriously."

Damon looked at the time, stood up and said, "It's time, I'm going out to buy dinner, are you still the same?"

Owen held up the sniper rifle, looked at it with the scope, and said casually: "Well, thank you!"

But Minty put down the pencil in his hand, propped his chin with his hands, rolled his eyes, and said sweetly and coquettishly: "Dad, I want ice cream and a hot dog sundae."

Damon shook his head and said: "No, you are growing up, you can't eat this kind of junk food all the time, and there is nothing worth rewarding today, so let's stay the same."

With that said, Damon walked out while Minty pouted and Owen chuckled.

(End of this chapter)