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Chapter 342 The Underworld Emperor "Seeking Subscription Support"

As a person who is about to unify the underworld in New York and become the overlord of darkness, if you think that his life is only full of luxury and money, you are completely wrong.

Jinbing has never been a person who is greedy for enjoyment. His enjoyment and luxury are just a stepping stone to the upper class.

Other than that, his passion is fighting, unrestricted, endless death fights.

Manhattan, underground fighting arena.

"Kill him, kill him, crush his head!"

"Kick him, don't let him hug you, you idiot!"

In the underground fighting arena with thousands of people, there are countless young men and women cheering and waving their arms excitedly.

In the middle of the fighting arena, there is a huge iron cage, in which two people are fighting.

On one side are two strong white men, on the other side are two black brothers, the muscles of the whole body are like rocks, fighting each other in the iron cage.

"Angel Brothers pays [-] for [-], Black Terminator team pays [-] for [-], [-] for a tie, [-] for both, come and place your bets!"

The host, wearing sunglasses, yelled loudly with a microphone in his hand, arousing everyone's gambling spirit.No one noticed that a man in a jacket suddenly appeared in the originally empty corridor.

"Hey handsome guy, when did you stand by my side?"

In the back row near the corridor, three scantily clad girls were sitting, smoking marijuana.

Suddenly, seeing a stranger appearing beside them, the three girls were startled.

"Handsome guy, do you want to take a bite and relax together?"

A red-haired girl held a cigarette between two slender fingers, her eyes were provocative.

The man in the jacket didn't look at the girl beside him, but scanned the box on the second floor.

"Hmph, it really is here!" The man in the jacket was Wu Ming who came to look for the gold cake.

His eyes fell on the No. [-] box, and he stepped in the air step by step. The invisible air seemed to have tangible stairs, allowing him to walk through it at a leisurely pace.

"My God, is this a magic show, that man can walk on air?"

"Hallucinations, marijuana really can't be smoked too much, I actually have hallucinations."

Wu Ming's actions caused countless people to wait and see, and also caused countless exclamations.

In the arena, the four giants who were about to PK lost their glory, and their faces looked like they had eaten flies.

A strong white man couldn't stand someone stealing his limelight. He slapped the iron cage with both hands and roared angrily, "You bastard, this is not a place for you to perform magic tricks. Get out of here quickly, or else."

In an instant, Wu Ming looked back, and the powerful mental power turned into a shock, rushing to the brain of the strong white man.

Bang.
The sound of the watermelon being exploded came, and the head of the strong white man exploded instantly, and the red and white flowed all over the ground.

The headless corpse stood on the ring for two or three seconds before it staggered and fell down.

At this time, the audience realized that this was not magic, and they all burst into exclamation.

"Don't be noisy!"

With a wave of Wu Ming's right hand, a large area of ​​magic was silenced, covering the sky above everyone.

For a while, everyone found that they had lost their ability to pronounce, as if their throats had been restrained.

Under the terrified eyes, Wu Ming was as light as a goose feather, and landed on the corridor on the second floor.

"Crack!"

With a flick of his fingers, the door of the room opened in response. Wu Ming didn't care about the crowd behind him, and walked into the box with a smile on his face.

There is not much space in the box, only a few sofas, a live TV, and a refrigerator for wine.

A fat man who looked chubby was leaning on the sofa drinking beer, and seemed unaware of Wu Ming's arrival.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Mr. Wilson, I hope you don't mind." Wilson is the name of Jinbing, and Wu Ming called it out.

Jinbing remained unmoved, pointed to the sofa, and pushed a can of beer over without any fear on his face.

There is a live broadcast, and it is impossible for Jinbing not to know what happened outside.

Wu Ming looked at him with great interest. Sure enough, the future king of darkness has already shown his true colors. No wonder this person can unify New York, and then unify the underworld in the United States. This calmness is not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"I thought you were black, but I didn't expect you to be white!" Sitting on the sofa, Wu Ming opened his beer and said with a smile.

Jinbing was also very curious about this statement, raised his glass slightly, and said, "My strange friend, why do you think so?"

Why, because in Daredevil, the player who plays the gold cake is a black man.

It's just that this statement cannot be put on the bright side, so Wu Ming just laughed without saying a word.

The two cans of beer touched lightly, Wu Ming didn't say much, and Jinbing didn't ask much.

To be honest, such a friendly way of meeting was somewhat unexpected.

In his mind, there should be a young man rushing in at this moment, asking him to pretend to be slapped in the face and show his strength in front of Jinbing.Then, Jinbing was shocked and chose to cooperate under the power and oppression. This is the normal script.

However, looking at Jinbing's attitude, it was clear that the other party had no intention of shouting.

The whole meeting was a bit weird, and people who didn't know it saw them and thought they were old friends.

"I now somewhat understand why you were able to unify the entire New York gang in 1993, and then unify the entire United States in 1998. You are very courageous and ambitious, but you don't lack the courage to break the boat. These are all successes. I decided to bet some chips on you." Wu Ming originally meant to sell gold for cash, but now he changed his mind.

Before seeing Jin Biao, Jin Biao was just a gangster in his impression.

Even if he often fights with Spider-Man, Daredevil, and The Punisher, it still doesn't change anything.

However, after seeing the golden cake, he found that the mentality of the golden cake is more tenacious than many superheroes.

Many superheroes, apart from possessing extraordinary power, have not changed their mentality, let alone possess the heart of a strong man.

After all, the Marvel world is just an open world.

Many people here are either mutated or black technology. In a short period of time, sparrows have turned into phoenixes, lacking the precipitation of time.

But Jinbing is different, what he lacks is only an opportunity, an opportunity to transform from an ordinary person into an extraordinary person, this opportunity Wu Ming just has.

"1993, 1998, what the hell are you talking about?" Jinbing was a little confused, not knowing that it was his future.

Wu Ming smiled lightly, and waved his hands indifferently: "You don't need to know that, as long as you understand, I plan to invest in you."

"invest?"

Jinbing was silent for a moment, shook her head, and refused without thinking: "You want to invest in me, but I don't think I need other people's help. Besides, no help is free, if ten years ago you Come to me, and I might say yes, but not now."

Ten years ago, Jinbing was just a small boss, thinking about becoming a success every day.

But it is different now, he has accumulated strength in the latent, and it is only a matter of time before the New York underworld is unified.

This is like starting a company. In the early stage of entrepreneurship, many companies will attract the attention of angel investors because of their development needs.But no company will blindly pursue investment after entering the fast lane.

"Why do you refuse? We will benefit from cooperation!" Wu Ming asked back.

"In my future blueprint, I have already made a perfect plan. Your so-called investment will only become a blood-sucking leech on my body, so I refuse!" Jinbing still shook her head, smiled, and rejected Wu Ming's investment proposal.

Hearing such words, Wu Ming smiled instead of anger, and said in a low voice: "No, you need my help, because you are just an ordinary person, I think you understand what it means."

Jin Bing narrowed her eyes slightly, with a cold light in her eyes, and looked at Wu Ming quietly.

"Happy New Year, please subscribe to genuine support, feel big. "

(End of this chapter)