The Necromancer in American Comics

Chapter 31 Report
the next day.

News of a fire in a dance hall in Lower Manhattan went viral on the Internet.

Most of the newspapers in New York reported on the incident, and when some reporters interviewed the parties, it was revealed that the incident also included mysterious people wearing skull masks, gun battles, revenge, and burning dance halls. After many topical factors such as not finding any dead bodies.

This has increased the attention of the whole news, and at the same time, it has also set off an upsurge of speculation about the truth of the incident on the Internet.

Among them, some brick houses and social celebrities took advantage of this incident and the fire incident of a tavern in lower Manhattan that was published in the corner two days ago, and slammed in the direction of social security, talking inside and outside. Among them, both incidents were defined as the result of rampant gangsters.

A tall building in Midtown Manhattan.

In the spacious office, Wilson sat on a large specially-made chair, looking calmly at the many messages and clamors displayed on the computer about completely cracking down on the government.

Below, a middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a high-end suit bent slightly, stood tensely not far from the desk, and waited motionlessly for orders.

Even though he is considered a high-level person in Jin Bing's huge empire, he still has a great sense of fear towards Jin Bing, and he doesn't dare to think of surpassing him just because of his importance to the group.

There had been such people before, but now, they were all put into sacks and sank to the bottom of the sea, and he didn't want to be one of those people.

Time just passed by like this.

Jin Bin spoke until the middle-aged man's forehead was covered with beads of sweat, and he was about to be unable to bear it in the next second.

"Pete, tell me what you think."

His voice was calm and powerful, and there was no expression of joy or anger on his face.

Pete heaved a sigh of relief when he heard it, and after wiping the sweat off his head with his hand, he quickly argued: "Chairman, it is obvious that other forces are contributing to this incident, but I have asked the public relations department to carry out urgent We acted and contacted some members of parliament who have made good friends with us, as well as high-level people in the police department, to ensure that this wave will not spread and affect our business."

After hearing this, Jin Bing nodded noncommittally, and continued to ask: "The forces that contributed to the flames, have you found out who it is?"

After hearing this, Pete hesitated and said: "Although there is no evidence yet, all the current clues point to the Ku Klux Klan. I guess, it is probably because of Mr. Lester (Bullseye's real name) last night. Actions that resulted in retaliatory acts by the Ku Klux Klan."

"The Ku Klux Klan..." Jin Bing muttered something, and after thinking for a moment, he ordered: "Mobilize our energy, block all legitimate and improper businesses of the Ku Klux Klan, and let our people online Publicize the black material of the Ku Klux Klan, and when things get heated, find some people to report the Klan strongholds to the FBI with their real names!"

If a mere faction that has grown old dares to seek revenge after receiving his warning, then there is no need for it to exist.

The majesty of the king cannot be trampled on. Anyone who does not understand this will become one of the many bones under his throne.

"Yes, Chairman!"

Listening to the order, Pete bowed down respectfully and in awe.

As a relatively high-level member of the Jin Bin Empire, he is very clear about what kind of energy this behemoth can explode under Jin Bin's order.

Although the Ku Klux Klan still has seven or eight thousand registered members so far, it is considered a giant, but after Jin Bing made up his mind to exterminate it, the result was already doomed.

"Any clues as to the man who caused trouble on my property?"

Looking at Pete who bent over, Kim asked with some interest.

Judging from the information on the Internet and the reports he had seen on the burning of the Ku Klux Klan, this little guy who was making trouble on his territory was probably a superhuman.

And a superhuman, whether captured for experimentation or subdued, is an extremely valuable existence as a sharp knife in the dark.

Even among his subordinates, there are no more than a handful of such people.

And compared to the huge value that this little guy can bring to him, he can forgive the other party extremely generously for the troubles caused by him in front of him.

Listening to Jin Bing's question, Pete, who didn't pay too much attention to the investigation, broke out in a cold sweat.

"I haven't found any obvious clues yet, but I assure you, three days at the latest, no, tomorrow evening at the latest, I will definitely put the target's news before your eyes."

Pete patted his chest and promised.

After Jin Bing looked at it, he said leisurely: "I hope we are the first to find him, do you understand, Pete."

"As long as it's your will!" Pete nodded vigorously.

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A supermarket in lower Manhattan.

Colin, who was being cared by countless people, was pushing a shopping cart at this time, constantly picking up products and stuffing them into it.

After setting off the fire in the singing hall last night, he walked on the street for a long time and thought about it for a long time, and finally gave up the idea of ​​actually placing zombie potions in the city.

Having that video as a life saver is enough.

Those who are afraid of this will naturally not take great risks to attack him before finding out the plague virus he planted.

And when it comes to completely ignoring these things, even if he really does, before he dies, apart from being able to bring a bunch of innocent people to die with him, it doesn't matter whether he can even hurt a real enemy. unknown number.

And as a young man educated by the great motherland in his previous life, he thinks he still has some bottom lines in his heart.

He doesn't even bother to do the kind of unbearable behavior that drags a lot of innocent people on his back before he dies.

He reached out and took out a large bowl of noodles from the shelf and threw it into the shopping cart. He looked up at the time in the supermarket, and stretched out his hand to hold it. Suddenly, the mobile phone in the backpack appeared in his palm.

It was still 30 seconds away from the time he wrote in the letter to turn on the mobile phone every day. Although he thought that nothing important would happen in such a short period of time, even if Yosel called, most of them would just complain. .

However, agreed things still need to be done.

Gently playing with the mobile phone in his hand, Colin looked up at the electronic clock in the supermarket and started counting.

And just a few seconds after twelve o'clock, Ding Lingling's phone rang in his hand.

Colin looked at the caller ID and sighed.

He straightened his hand and placed it at least half a meter away from his ear.

Sure enough, as soon as the phone was connected, there was a deafening roar from it.

(End of this chapter)