undercover manga

The location is New York, in a community far away from NYPD patrols, in the most chaotic corner of the city.

There is a bar located right here.

There is no doubt that Hell's Kitchen is the most chaotic area in New York City.

I don’t know how many scoundrels, ordinary people, or police officers die every day for various reasons.

But in this chaotic mafia whirlpool, there are also a few places where people can have fun with peace of mind.

Just because, on the door of the bar, the image of a poisonous snake is decorated with neon lights.

Everyone knows that gangsters in New York can ignore the police and the government, but they cannot ignore the two men.

Kingpin - Wilson Fisk!

and also…

King Cobra - Klaus Voorhees!

The fame of the two gangsters in the New York underground can be described as frightening.

Even Jin Bin, who has only risen to prominence in recent years, is still a dangerous man who will kill his opponent's entire gang at the slightest disagreement.

But in most cases, Kingpin, although dangerous, can sometimes be reasonable and negotiate terms.

The Viper Gang's behavior is that those who follow me will prosper and those who go against me will perish.

The man represented by the viper image at the door of the bar.

It’s Klaus Voorhees, the king-eye snake!

Even when Kingpin's power was on the rise, the old people in the New York underground still believed that he was the strongest and most brutal guy. Every year, countless people were sunk by him into the docks of New York.

As long as the venomous snake symbol is permanently displayed here, it is enough to keep all snoopers away.

Let everyone understand that the Snake King’s territory is never allowed to be touched!

As a result, the bar became a safe house for the Vipers and their allies.

The person in charge of the bar is an old man over fifty years old.

It is said that this bar was the first territory occupied by the Viper Gang.

To be able to take care of things here, this old man is certainly not an ordinary person.

He is King Cobra's uncle. He is here to help and provide for the elderly.

After all, Cobra has countless enemies, and with such a relative alive, he must be protected no matter what.

Because the person in charge is an old man, this bar is similar to a pub from the last century.

There are no disco dances, it's just a place to drink and listen to music.

Even the decoration has a retro feel.

The only thing here that is newer than the others is the exquisite bar.

A variety of wine bottles are piled high, enough to meet the needs of most people.

Today, the bar is also very lively.

The white-haired steward leaned behind the bar with a smile, holding a toothpick in his mouth.

People of his age have quit smoking, but they still can't get rid of their habit of drinking.

More people means good business, and good business means high income. Of course he will be happy.

The jovial gang members and regulars from the nearby neighborhood get along very well.

The drunken drunkards just lay on the table and take a nap.

"Squeak..."

The door of the tavern was pushed open and the man walked in.

He was wearing a casual suit with a white T-shirt underneath and hook shoes on his feet.

His hair was messy, his unshaven face looked sleepy, and he looked decadent that didn't match his handsome appearance.

As soon as I walked into the bar, I sat directly in front of the bar.

"A glass of whiskey with ice and a glass of milk."

"I'm on time today! Mr. Wick."

The smiling old man slightly tightened the lines on his face.

The man in front of me is not just an ordinary customer.

"Come here today and settle this guy's credit account for you."

A figure suddenly appeared behind the man whom the old man respectfully called Mr. Wick.

"Ah, ruthless! You actually put all the blame on me!"

This is a man... no... I should say a big boy.

He has soft, broken hair, typical oriental facial features, and a pair of conspicuous heterochromatic eyes.

"Erwin is here too."

When the old man behind the bar saw the big boy, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

"Hello, Uncle Snake."

The big boy greeted politely.

Old man Snake nodded with a smile.

"Your milk needs to be warm. I'll pour Mr. Wick a glass of wine first."

Snake put the milk into a small pot and heated the water to warm water.

Then he took out the most valuable whiskey from the liquor cabinet behind him, poured half a glass into the glass, put three cubes of ice in it, and garnished it with mint leaves.

"Your wine, Mr. Wick."

It was obvious that Snake was nearly 20 years older than the man in front of him, but it was actually the older Snake who used honorifics.

This also illustrates the specialness of Mr. Wick from the side.

"Thanks, Snake."

Mr. Wick picked up the cup, shook it slightly, and drank it in one gulp.

"This cup will be recorded in the account, and the bill will be settled in half a month."

As he said this, Snake was not dissatisfied at all.

"It's our honor to have you here. Please feel free to drink these wines."

"Rules are rules."

Mr. Wick shook the cup in his hand.

The ice cube hit the wall of the glass and made a clanking sound.

"You are the most disciplined person in your profession. I understand."

Snake didn't ask any questions, just handed the hot milk to Erwin who was sitting quietly next to him.

"Thanks, Uncle Snake."

Erwin took a sip of warm milk, leaving a milk stain on the corner of his mouth.

"The milk here is still delicious."

He praised loudly that the milk in the bar was delicious.

"Pfft hahahaha, come here to drink milk...burp~"

A drunken man laughed, stood up from his seat, and walked to the bar.

He slapped his hand on the bar.

"Kid? Does the milk taste good?"

"Ah, what's wrong? Uncle,"

Erwin's confused look was a bit innocent.

"Any questions?"

"Stop laughing at me!!"

The drunkard punched the bar table hard, causing the cups and plates to scatter.

"Stop joking! This is the territory of the Viper Gang! This is not a place for brats like you to come and play house!"

The drunkard didn't know what kind of stimulus he was under, and he reacted very strongly.

"Ahem... Lei, when you get drunk, you go home and go crazy. I hope you remember that this is the territory of the Viper Gang."

Snake coughed twice, signaling the drunkard not to seek death.

But there will be so much control over people who are crazy about alcohol.

"I'm not afraid of anyone! I can say whatever I like!"

The drunkard kept shouting, his whole face turned red to the color of pig liver, and he looked very drunk.

Unavoidable that this drunkard had made the evil star in front of him lively and implicated his gang, Snake tentatively asked Mr. Wick.

"I'll ask someone to drive him away. Do you think that's okay?"

The drunkard was a small leader of an allied gang of the Viper Gang, and this incident happened on the territory of the Viper Gang. Fortunately, it was just a verbal conflict at the moment, and Snake still hoped that the matter could be turned into a minor matter.

"Don't worry about him, let him solve such small things by himself."

Mr. Wick stared at the ice cubes in the glass in a daze without turning his head.

Just kidding, even if everyone in this room were present, they still wouldn't be able to match that monster.

"Have another drink, Snake."

"Hey, you don't only drink one drink at a time...it's me who talks too much."

"It's okay... I'm just in a good mood today."