The most powerful profession in American comics

All the museum owners agreed to the alliance, and Wang Bin would not be too involved in the rest. Instead, he went back to the second floor and chatted with Boss Cheng.

"Mr. Wang, you're not doing this well!" Boss Cheng said with a smile, his tone full of admiration.

"Boss Cheng, you are ridiculous! I am just making a suggestion to start the process, and I won't do the rest."

Boss Cheng toasted with a glass of wine, and Wang Bin felt quite honored. This old man later turned out to be an officer who killed half of the Japs in the Demon City. Although he was a gangster, he was more worthy of admiration than many white gangsters.

Seeing the discussion downstairs coming to an end, Boss Cheng suddenly asked Wang Bin a question, "Mr. Wang, do you really not want to consider becoming the leader?"

Wang Bin listened and smiled, with a hint of bitterness in his smile.

"Boss Cheng, back then I fought hard and sacrificed everything for my status, but in the end I lost everything..." At this point, Wang Bin took out the pocket watch out of habit and stroked it gently.

Boss Cheng took a look and sighed, "Mr. Wang is also a man with stories!"

"I don't want to earn this, but I just see the country is in trouble, how can I ignore it?" Wang Bin put away his pocket watch, "If possible, I would rather open a restaurant and stay away from it all."

"I admire you! I promise, Cheng Daqi, that as long as you need money and people, I can support you. Just say it, no problem!" Boss Cheng made his promise.

Wang Bin didn't say much, just picked up the wine glass and drank a glass of wine in return. This clinking of glasses laid the foundation of the martial alliance.

Sun Lutang walked up. Wang Bin and Boss Cheng hurriedly stood up to greet him. This man had a lot of blood on his hands and was a real killing master.

"Senior Sun, why did you come up in person? Let me know and I will go find you." Wang Bin respectfully helped the old man sit down on the sofa slowly.

"Young man, what a great idea! I will contact a few old brothers to let the Japanese know that we are not easy to mess with!" Mr. Sun, now seventy years old, has a very high status in the martial arts world.

"Then I'll trouble Mr. Sun." Wang Bin brought a cup of tea to the old man.

"Boy, are you sure you don't want to be the leader?" Mr. Sun also asked the same question as Boss Cheng.

"It's inappropriate and inappropriate." Wang Bin answered simply without any hesitation.

Wang Bin's answer made Mr. Sun and Boss Cheng laugh.

"Can you answer my last question?" Mr. Sun asked with a smile.

"Mr. Sun, what do you mean?"

"Why are there so many foreigners around you?" Mr. Sun asked many people's questions.

Wang Bin was silent for a moment, not knowing how to answer. It was not that he had not thought about it, but he had never thought of a suitable reason, a reason that his colleagues would accept.

"This involves another opportunity for me. These comrades of mine are from various countries, but they have the same goal. They are to fight against those extraordinary beings who kill ordinary people at will." Wang Bin thought of the reason he had told Uncle Jiu. , China had similar organizations and agreements when spiritual practice was still popular.

Mr. Sun and Boss Cheng looked at each other and were both very surprised.

"We are just a group of like-minded people. In fact, the main goal is to suppress the threat of alien races."

"Alien? Not a foreigner?" Mr. Sun asked with some confusion.

"In our country, there are spirits, monsters, and ghosts. The most famous ones in other countries are vampires and other creatures. Not all of them are friendly to humans." Wang Bin continued to edit. Since there are zombies, those ghosts in the West are probably There may be some, let’s go through this level first.

Mr. Sun thought for a moment and suddenly remembered a Westerner he met when he was young.

"Mr. Sun, I leave it to you to deal with the martial arts world! I'll take my leave first." Wang Bin was worried that if he continued talking, he wouldn't be able to make it up.

"Okay, after we have discussed it and established the charter, I am going to visit you at home." Mr. Sun smiled and cupped his hand.

"How dare I trouble you! Just tell me when the time comes and I will visit you." Wang Bin said quickly, joking. Regardless of his status or age, how could he let Mr. Sun come to see him.

Respect teachers! Yes, Mr. Sun admires this young man very much.

Wang Bin and Edelman walked out of Shanghai together.

"Master, why don't you take advantage of the situation to get the position of leader?" Edman was a little confused. Wang Bin had set a very high position for himself, but he did not fight for these forces.

"You want to ask me about what I said to them about fighting against foreign races, right? I'm just looking for a reason, because our numbers will become more and more, so we have to find a reason." Wang Bin said the reason as he walked, Suddenly turned around and looked at Edelman, "Remember, my ultimate goal is to find a place to live quietly. The reason why I do these things is just because I am a Chinese!"

"Yes! Master!"

"Let's go, I guess that Whitehall will ask us to meet soon, but in order to increase our right to speak, we have to show enough strength!" Wang Bin said, walking towards the business house that Ren Tingting had arranged before leaving. car.

"Master, where are we going?"

"Go to Lancelot, we need to do something!"