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Chapter 173 Gang War (Happy New Year!)

The Kingpin is dead.

In less than a day, the news of Kingpin's death spread throughout New York's underworld.

No one believed the news.

As a veteran gangster, Kingpin has great power and almost dominates the entire Manhattan, and can be said to be able to cover the sky with one hand.

It is hard for people to believe that Jin Bing, such a strong man, would die easily.

More importantly, who can kill him?
Indeed, many people have this idea.

But no one has ever succeeded.

The bodies of those brave enough to try have already covered the entire Central Park.

In addition, there is another reason that makes people question.

Jin Bing has always been cunning and good at playing tricks and politics.

This is common knowledge in the New York underworld.

He often fakes his own death to get out of trouble, letting his opponent let down his guard, and then makes a comeback to deliver a fatal blow.

So when the news of Jin Bing’s death came out, most people thought that this was just a repetition of his old tricks.

Although those gangsters who had grudges with Jin Bing on a daily basis remained calm on the surface, they secretly increased their vigilance, fearing that Jin Bing would suddenly appear and catch them off guard.

But some forces could no longer hold back.

Late at night, a group of gangsters were having a party.

Sitting at the top seat, the Irish leader raised his glass and gave his opening remarks.

"Gentlemen, before the banquet officially begins, please allow me to say that we are gathered here tonight to celebrate this rare good day."

He didn't say it explicitly, but everyone knew what he meant.

After a pause, the leader continued:
“Some of you are young and don’t know the past history of gangs.

But once upon a time, Hell's Kitchen was dominated by the Irish.

No one dares to act without telling us.

Those who were foolish enough to mess with us paid a heavy price.

We bribed the police, judges, and congressmen.

The whole city bows down to us.”

When talking about the glorious history of the past, the leader's face was full of radiance, as if he was reliving the old times.

But soon, his expression changed and his tone became cold.

“But we got too complacent and lost our edge.

As a result, that scum Jin Bing stole what belonged to us.

Yes, some people were afraid of Jin Bing, some people fled, and some people even worked for him and shamefully turned against their own countrymen. "

The leader drank the wine in the glass and then slammed the glass heavily on the table.

The clear sound spread throughout the room, attracting the attention of everyone present.

“But now, Kingpin has been taken out.

So, folks, we have an opportunity.

Our Russian rivals are finished, and the Japanese are all dead.

Flour trading is now within reach, our time has finally come!"

After he finished speaking, the whole audience burst into cheers.

The leader is right, the best times have arrived!

……

Perhaps they had drunk too much, this group of crazy Irish people went out in full force that night and launched an attack on Kingpin's flour factory.

When they rushed to the factory in a rage, they found it eerily quiet.

There was no fierce resistance as imagined, and the door was not even completely closed, as if it was welcoming them with open arms.

Completely unaware of the danger within, the Irish rushed forward with a clamor.

The interior of the factory was dark and filled with a strange smell.

Suddenly, a sharp alarm broke the silence, and then a large group of armed men rushed out from all directions and surrounded the Irish people.

Seeing these people appear, the leader's eyes widened in horror, and he realized that he had fallen into a trap.

"Oh no, we've fallen into a trap, run!"

He shouted loudly, wanting to evacuate the factory as soon as possible.

But this is not possible.

The guards had been waiting for a long time, just waiting for the bold and reckless lunatic to appear.

The Irish gang's reckless actions just hit the muzzle of the gun, and they were immediately met with a fierce attack like a storm.

In just a few moments, they suffered heavy losses and were forced to evacuate the factory.

When he came, he was ambitious and full of fighting spirit, but when he left, he was dejected, like a dog that had lost its home.

The leader of the Irish gang was very unwilling.

Before leaving, he ordered his men to set a fire in the factory.

Rather Stick to your guns.

What he can't get, no one else can get!
The raging fire instantly engulfed the entire factory, and thick smoke with a pungent smell rose into the sky.

In the light of the fire, the Irishmen looked particularly embarrassed as they fled.

Needless to say, their operation failed.

But the impact is far-reaching.

The flour factory was burned down by a fire, and the losses caused were at least in the tens of millions of US dollars, and it is possible that the losses could exceed 100 million.

More importantly, the fire not only caused financial losses, but also exposed the location of the factory.

Even though the fire was later put out, the factory could not be put back into use and had to find a safe place before it could resume production.

For ordinary gangs, this is almost a disaster. Even for the wealthy Jin Bing, it is difficult to bear such a huge loss.

But what surprised everyone was that the Irish who did all this did not suffer any retaliation afterwards.

The leader of the team that day is also alive and well.

This abnormal calmness plunged the entire underground world of New York into a weird atmosphere.

People began to wonder, is Kingpin really dead?

Otherwise, why hasn't that guy made any movement?
This is so unreasonable.

With the first person daring to try something new, those who come after him will have more courage.

After the Irish took action, the Colombians also planned an attack.

Although they also suffered heavy casualties, the Colombians succeeded in seizing goods worth millions.

Now, things have gotten really serious.

No one questioned Jin Bing's death anymore, and a vigorous gang war broke out.

Just half an hour later, the death toll reached 23.

Police from all over New York were dispatched to protect innocent people and prevent them from being killed in this catastrophe.

"That does not work."

Inside the New York Police Department, Bernard Creek held the microphone and yelled at the person on the other end of the line.

"Those gang members are everywhere, there's a war going on all over Manhattan, I've sent all my men over, even the interns.

Let’s just say that in this entire police station, I and the cleaner are the only ones left!”

Chief Creek was not exaggerating. The gang members had very strong firepower, much stronger than the police, a regular army.

Submachine guns and automatic rifles are everywhere, and occasionally you can hear the roar of light machine guns!

The most dangerous time was when the New York police even found a recoilless gun.

Although it is just an outdated antique from World War II, it has all the necessary functions and can still be used normally.

In gang wars dominated by street fighting, such a powerful weapon can definitely have a terrifying effect.

Fortunately, the New York police acted quickly and arrived at the scene just as the gang members took action, and confiscated the cannon in time.

Otherwise, if a shell really falls into a residential area, public opinion will explode the next day, and those annoying media will swarm in like flies smelling blood.

After hearing what he said, the person on the other end of the phone immediately realized the urgency of the matter.

"I understand. I will send you reinforcements immediately. But before the reinforcements arrive at the scene, you must find a way to stabilize the situation! We must not let this chaos continue to spread, otherwise the whole of New York will be doomed!"

New York Mayor Michael Bloomberg hung up the phone and rubbed his tired temples.

New York’s economic losses and civilian casualties are secondary. He is more worried about the impact of this incident on New York’s economy.

Let’s not talk about other things for now. The securities market and the insurance market will be the first to suffer disasters!
Michael is still very sensitive when it comes to finance and economics.

Being the mayor of New York City is just one of his jobs; privately, he is also the head of the world's largest financial information company.

Glancing at the lower right corner of the computer, the New York mayor suddenly discovered an important problem.

Today is Saturday and tomorrow is Sunday. All securities markets will be closed on these two days.

When the stock market opens on Monday, the day after tomorrow, there will definitely be panic selling.

As an insider, Michael knows how fragile the current securities market is.

At the beginning of 2006, the U.S. real estate market began to cool down, house prices fell, and the subprime mortgage default rate gradually increased.

Many subprime mortgage lending institutions have issued warnings.

Some people with sharp eyes have already discovered the crisis in the subprime mortgage market.

If the chaos caused by this gang war continues and the economic losses continue to expand, many citizens will be unable to repay their loans on time.

At the same time, the real estate market bubble gradually burst, house prices began to fall, the value of borrowers' properties shrank, the number of insolvencies increased, and the default rate rose sharply.

As a result of the chain reaction, the entire financial system will be shaken.

It might even lead to a disaster like the stock market crash in the 1930s!

Although Michael was unable to witness the great crisis that year due to his age, he was well versed in financial knowledge and was well aware of the power of a stock market crash.

Thinking of this, Michael couldn't sit still anymore, so he took out his personal cell phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Tommy, I need you."

……

new York.

Long Island Estate.

Poolside.

Tommy was enjoying life by the pool when he received a call from Michael.

He was wearing a loose Hawaiian shirt with the sleeves casually rolled up to his elbows. He was holding a glass of whiskey in his hand, and the ice cubes gently collided in the amber liquid, making a crisp sound.

"It seems that our mayor is really anxious. He even called me."

After hanging up the phone, Tommy smiled and shook his head.

The mayor of New York City actually asked him, a gang leader, for help.

Michael's current mentality can only be described as desperate and trying anything possible.

But it has to be said.

Michael was right to call him.

Because he is the "culprit" of this gang war.

It can be said that if he had not killed Jin Bing, there would not be the troubles today.

But that's exactly what Tommy wanted.

"Fight, the more intense the better. If you don't kill each other until you're bloodied, how can I step out and clean up the mess?"

Just then, a figure walked towards this side from a distance.

Looking at the men and women busy at the swimming pool, Jin deliberately coughed twice.

The white rabbit didn't care. He greeted her with a smile, then left with a swaying figure.

Jin didn't care much.

After confirming that Bai Tu had completely left, he reported the work situation.

"Red Hood agreed to speak."

Tommy: “Oh, that guy finally gave up?
He endured it for so many days before he finally spoke up. He is a rare tough guy."

Three full days have passed since the last battle.

During these three days, Tommy ordered his men to conduct harsh interrogations on Red Hood.

There was only one question for the interrogation.

That is how the Red Hood's cape and boots should be used.

Yes, Tommy can't use the cloak's invisibility ability, nor can he walk on air with his boots.

Not only him, but all his subordinates are no match for him.

He even asked several women around him to try it, and they all got the same result.

It was as if what he got was not some super power prop, but two pieces of tattered clothes.

Tommy certainly wouldn't accept this weird situation.

Walking in mid-air with boots is fine.

But he was still very envious of the cloak's stealth ability.

If he could figure out the secret of the cloak, it would be like he had top-notch espionage skills, and with just a little manipulation, he could easily obtain a lot of important intelligence.

It is of great strategic value.

And this is why Tommy spared Red Hood's life for the time being.

Tommy: "What did he say? Did he tell you how to use the cloak?"

Jin: "No, Red Hood refused to say more. He said he had to meet you in person, otherwise, he wouldn't tell anyone."

"Is that so? Well, I'll go there."

Since he had nothing to do, Tommy was happy to walk around.

By the way, take a look at the situation of the other prisoners.

That’s right, Red Hood wasn’t the only one he captured.

There are many brothers and sisters accompanying him.

For example, the walrus, that stupid guy, is now locked up in a cell and is regularly subjected to experiments by scientists.

There were also two unlucky guys, Horror and Rhino, who were unable to escape either.

Tommy has already arranged the future of the walrus. The guy will spend the rest of his life in a cold cell as a test subject for scientific experiments.

As for the arrangements for Rhino and Thriller, Tommy still hasn't thought it through.

Killing someone directly would indeed earn him some points.

But if we do that, it will inevitably feel like killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

"Or maybe, I can try to recruit you?"

(End of this chapter)