Invincible Wheel of Fortune

Chapter 175 176. Turning the Table
Mentally decisive, persevering, never give up.

It's these qualities that Wilson Fisk identifies most with James Wesley, his friend and loyal lieutenant, because he's one of them himself.

What has happened is just a topic.

It is nothing more than a test of life and death.

If you answer correctly, you will live, if you choose wrong, you will die.

Instead of complaining about the difficulty of the questions meaninglessly, it is better to concentrate all your efforts and do everything possible to find the correct answer and fight for a chance.

"We have to make a trade-off."

Wilson Fisk was silent for another long while before slowly speaking to James Wesley. Although his voice was still calm and resolute, the ending was accompanied by a trembling that he tried his best to restrain but could not completely restrain.

It's not fear, but anger, extreme rage, the whole person is like a volcano on the verge of eruption, just maintaining the last calm before the natural disaster.

"Sir, you mean... us?" James Wesley's voice was also a little unsettled, and he was obviously trying his best to restrain the negative emotions in his heart. It was just a guess, but he couldn't say it.

"Yes, stop, stop all cooperation, withdraw our resources, we... temporarily stop." Wilson Fisk's momentum was like a volcano about to erupt, but his voice was as piercing as the polar cold wind.

"I... see, I will make corresponding arrangements... well, we should do this... and this..."

"Arrange as soon as possible, and the speed must be fast, and a certain degree of trade-offs can be made."

"I see, it's just about the funds, and it's inseparable from Leland's assistance, as well as Xin and Mrs. Gao...how should we say it?"

"I will talk to them separately, and you can do what you can as soon as possible."

"Okay, Sir, and..."

The two discussed in detail for a long time before Wilson Fisk hung up the call.

Wilson Fisk retracted the phone, reached for the cigar on the ashtray, tapped the ashtray lightly, knocked off the ash, put the cigarette holder back into his mouth, and blew lightly to blow off the smoke inside the cigar, He picked up the cigar cutter next to the ashtray, trimmed the extinguished cigarette butt, then struck a long match for cigars, lit the cigar while smoking, puffed out a puff of smoke, blew out the match, and threw in the ashes cylinder.

Everything seemed to be the same as usual, as if the call just now was not about Wilson Fisk preparing to cut his wrists and cut his flesh to stop losses, but was just chatting with his friends.

However, at the next moment, Wilson Fisk suddenly grabbed the long solid wood coffee table, followed by his figure, and with all his strength, his huge body didn't have a single bit of excess fat, his muscles bulged, and his figure actually swelled half a circle , Let the buttons on the cuffs and chest of the fitted shirt collapse and fly, it looks so scary!

The solid wood coffee table was grabbed by Wilson Fisk, and it left the ground with all four feet slanted. The things on the coffee table were scattered all over the ground!
"what!!!"

Wilson Fisk's face finally changed color, like an enraged ferocious beast, his eyes glowed fiercely, as if he wanted to express all the anger, all the unwillingness, and all the depression in his heart with one sound It's like venting out in the deafening burst roar.

Wilson Fisk followed suit with his hands, his big palm-like hands squeezed the coffee table into cracks, and the long coffee table, which was difficult for two young men to carry, was thrown flying by this beast-like man with one hand!
With a wave of his hand, the coffee table circled in the air as if thrown by a trebuchet, drawing a parabola. With a loud "Boom!", it hit the opposite wall, giving the wall Cracks were made, and the glass picture frame hanging on the wall fell down, smashed to pieces.

In an instant, it was a mess.

Wilson gave outsiders the impression of being mysterious and powerful, while giving his subordinates the impression of a heroic and domineering man, who will always be the image of a wise, calm, and extraordinary hero in front of people.

This is something that even Wilson Fisk's confidant and best confidant, James Wesley, has never seen. He, the leader, has such a scene where he loses control of his emotions and even goes mad.

However, Wilson Fisk didn't continue to get mad, just like that, took a few breaths, then calmed down, took out the mobile phone from the suit vest again, dialed a number, and after connecting, said calmly: "Leland, it's me."

Wilson Fisk has calmed down his emotions very well in this extremely short period of time, his voice is so calm and steady that no one can hear that this voice just let out a furious roar that wanted to kill someone.

"Hey, old friend, I'm waiting for your call. We need to have a good talk..." Leland, the talkative old man, still had such a cynical voice, but when he listened carefully, he could hear a hint of The dignified taste, and the tone of the conversation with Wilson Fisk, turned out to be a bit close, as if the two had a good personal relationship.

If the five forces form an alliance, the strongest one has a good personal relationship with the one who manages the account, and the other one has to be cheated before, and the other two are guarded against. If you think about it carefully, it will be too interesting.

"Well, I think you should have heard of it..." Wilson Fisk's tone also slowed down a bit, not like the tacit understanding with James Wesley, but it also confirmed the relationship between the two It is true that Brother Maozi, Xin and Mrs. Gao did not know about their relationship.

Holding a cigar in one hand and a mobile phone in the other, Wilson Fisk kept discussing something with Leland. He walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked at the night view of Manhattan, regaining his extraordinary heroic aura.

Speaking of it, Wilson Fisk is also a sad reminder. Of course, it is not compared with those ordinary people who are bullied by these dynamic social groups. The one who shot 1 yuan of bullets is not too much. To say that this guy is sad is not true. Aaron compares this variable to Wilson Fisk's normal trajectory.

That Wilson Fisk probably took advantage of Mrs. Gao's coming to New York to strengthen himself and skyrocket, laying a solid foundation for becoming the absolute overlord of New York's underground forces in the future.

Of course, that Mrs. Gao only came to New York to expand the power of the Hand Association and to do things in New York in the future, and there was no reason for Aaron.

As a result, Wilson Fisk not only encountered a variable, but this variable is also the unreasonable existence called the time traveler who has the greatest power to destroy the plot. Even if a problem is found, he still deals with it according to the established common sense and thinking mode, and it can only be expected. It's sad.

As I said before, Wilson Fisk wants to be the boss behind the scenes in the ring, but unfortunately the boxer doesn't play cards according to common sense, he is not here to fight, but to rob. With a group of brothers sweeping the boxing ring, and calling the police after the incident, saying that black boxing is illegal here, how can there be any reason for this?
(End of this chapter)