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Chapter 77: Neon gangs are so rude!
As soon as Tommy saw this group of ninjas appear, he knew that the enemies were from the Hand.

After all, only a place like Japan would still play the ninja game in today's highly developed information age.

But he was still a little unsure.

After all, who could be sure that this wasn't a trick played by the enemy, deliberately disguising themselves as ninjas to induce a conflict between him and the Hand?

That's why Tommy deliberately left a few people alive and threatened them with death.

By observing the reactions of the ninjas, he was finally able to confirm that these people were ninjas from the Hand.

Only that crazy organization can train these crazy ninjas.

"So, the group of Japanese people who love to play tricks the most are Kingpin's allies."

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.

Now that he knows who the enemy is, Tommy must take action.

Although the Hand acts mysterious, the actual level of harm it causes is far less than that of Hydra.

It's not beyond his capabilities yet.

Just then, the sound of police cars was heard outside the factory.

As always, New York police are always a step late.

Tommy didn't want to deal with the police. He didn't want to waste time talking to that group of people.

Therefore, he handed over all matters here to the security captain and asked him to go to the meeting on his behalf.

He went back to the processing plant and returned to the warehouse.

……

In the warehouse, Vanessa was still admiring the paintings on the wall.

She truly loves art, otherwise she wouldn't have opened a gallery.

As for the ups and downs outside, she had been staying in the warehouse and had no idea.

When Tommy came back, he naturally thanked Vanessa.

On the one hand, he was thanking others for helping him, and on the other hand, he still needed Vanessa.

"How much do you think these paintings are worth?"

"I can't say for sure."

Vanessa was a little embarrassed.

The price of artworks will change with the market trend.

But there is one thing she is sure of, that Rembrandt's "Storm on the Sea of Galilee" was worth 300 million US dollars at that time.

There is also Vermeer's "The Concert", which also costs at least 200 million US dollars.

No matter how worthless those other paintings are, they can still be worth tens of millions if put together.

"According to my estimate, based on the market price in 1990, these paintings of yours would be worth at least 500 million US dollars."

Tommy nodded.

However, after knowing the value, he had to find a way to sell the painting.

Of course, the easiest way is to auction it through a professional auction house.

But he definitely wouldn't choose this path.

After all, strictly speaking, these famous paintings are stolen property and should be returned to the museums from which they were stolen.

If he really puts it up for auction with great fanfare, it's hard to say whether he can make money, but trouble will definitely follow.

So he thought of another idea and decided to ask Vanessa to sell these dozen famous paintings through private transactions.

Since she can open a gallery in New York where every inch of land is valuable, Vanessa must have some connections.

She had bought and sold paintings privately a few times before.

However, she had no experience with world-famous paintings of the level of "The Storm on the Sea of Galilee".

If she could really complete this task successfully, it might become a good story in the art circle.

"Of course, Mr. Vercetti, since you trust me so much, I will definitely help you with this matter."

This is a business worth hundreds of millions of dollars, and Tommy handed it over to her with confidence.

It has to be said that Vanessa was quite moved by this heavy trust.

"Also, here is my contact information. If there is a buyer, please call me and let me know."

Tommy took out a business card and handed it over, then took Vanessa away, ready to send her back to the gallery. Dinner or something was just an excuse.

Vanessa wasn't his type either.

Besides, just tease Kingpin.

If that guy really saw him having dinner with Vanessa, Kingpin would probably be so angry that his hair would grow.

As soon as Vanessa returned to the gallery, Kingpin got the news immediately.

Last time he was careless and didn't think it through too carefully. When this accident happened today, he immediately sent his men to secretly monitor the gallery.

At the same time, these people are used as bodyguards to protect Vanessa's safety.

"Have you found out who did it?"

Inside the office, Jin Bing's face was still gloomy.

Although Vanessa was not injured or frightened, it does not mean that he will not pursue the matter.

At the very least, he had to figure out whether those killers were targeting Tommy Vercetti or him, the Kingpin.

"I've checked it out, boss."

James reported the situation with a somewhat strange expression on his face.

“Just now, I spoke with Sheriff Blake on the phone, and learned from him that most of these killers are from Japan, and all of them are wearing ninja uniforms and carrying samurai swords.

Based on these characteristics, I think this was most likely done by someone sent by the Hand."

“It turned out to be those guys.”

After understanding the situation, Jin Bing felt a little calmer.

It's good that the enemy isn't coming for Vanessa.

But, what does the Hand want to do?
Didn’t we agree that he would handle matters in New York?

There are national laws and regulations.

The Shura Society sent people to assassinate him without even saying hello to him. It was so rude!

Moreover, the Hand is not yet aware of the breakdown in negotiations.

Under such circumstances, they still went back on their words and blatantly violated the agreement of the meeting.

If that’s the case, then why are these leaders still holding meetings? Why bother pretending? They might as well just let the Hand have the final say on everything!

This is simply a challenge to his authority!

Not to mention, even his beloved woman Vanessa was almost affected, which made him unbearable and determined to do something.

"Boss, do you want to get in touch with Madam Gao and ask her what's going on?"

"Okay, do it as soon as possible."

Kingpin agreed with his deputy's idea.

He really needed to have a good talk with Mrs. Gao.

The destruction of the Russian gang caused Jin Bing to lose an unreliable but very useful ally.

how to say.

There was one thing he had to admit, that the power he currently controlled was still a little bit inferior to that of the old-line Hand Heroes.

This doesn't mean that his territory is inferior to the Hand, but that his gang lacks high-end combat power.

He has only occupied Hell's Kitchen for a short time, but the Hand is a ninja organization with a history of hundreds of years.

If it comes to competing with the Shouhe Society in terms of background, he is definitely far inferior.

The key point is that he doesn't know how many cards the Hand has up its sleeve, so it would be fine if he just trusted those fingers.

Jin Bing believed that with his current strength, he could easily defeat the enemy.

But when it comes to Mrs. Gao, who is experienced and shrewd and is said to have lived for who knows how many years, he is not so confident.

This is not fear, but dread.

If possible, he certainly hopes that everyone will avoid conflicts and make money in harmony.

But the alliance will not last forever. For the sake of their respective interests, the two sides may one day become hostile.

Even if it was just to prepare for a rainy day, he had to find another reliable ally, who might be of great use at a critical moment.

"Perhaps, that outsider guy is a good choice."

(End of this chapter)