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The three Franks looked visibly solemn as they set foot on the land of New York again.

Their years of fighting experience gave them a different chilling atmosphere at the airport.

They always feel like someone is looking at them.

But they don't know where the hidden danger comes from.

There is no other reason, it is simply because there are too many people near the terminal.

Frank frowned and spoke softly through the noise around him:

"Why do I feel like something is wrong here?"

Du Wei didn't answer, just smiled and motioned for the three of them to put on their headphones.

Only then did the three realize that they had returned to New York, a New York where all public cameras were controlled by machines.

The upgraded machine can run at the same time as the Samaritans are online, so in public places in New York, the amount of information they can obtain will be huge!

Soon, the three people who put on the headphones understood everything from the gradually rising and falling sound of the machine.

There were at least fifty people in the crowd in front of me who had repeatedly entered and exited along the flow of people many times. Naturally, the group of people engaging in such repetitive behaviors were not ordinary tourists.

Thinking about the exciting reward, the identities of these people are self-evident.

Killers, lots of killers.

In addition to these killers who can be found from their behavior trajectories, there are also 27 information blind spots near the terminal.

Those information blind spots are as conspicuous as burning a hole in the map with a lighter.

Obviously, those were more cautious killers.

They knew about the existence of super AI, so they used signal jammers, noise maskers and the like to create information blind spots.

Even if this would expose their location, at least it would be difficult for others to determine who the killer was among the people coming and going in that area.

Faced with this situation, we can only adapt to the circumstances of the encounter.

The emergence of information blind spots made the three of them realize that machines are far from omniscient and omnipotent gods.

Even with the help of machines, many people in New York will still find ways to avoid being tracked by machines.

For example, wearing a mask makes it difficult for the camera to use the facial recognition system.

However, Du Wei seemed to have been prepared for this.

They heard that the new David had a independently developed gait recognition monitoring system and had already submitted it to machine learning.

With this system, the possibility of the machine tracking without the other party's knowledge is greatly increased.

But even with the gait recognition monitoring system, it is impossible to detect the enemy without eyes.

So now that they have machine assistance, they can at most have a little prophetic advantage over others.

However, if the terminal building is in this situation, then the whole of New York may have already turned into a murderous city under the huge bounty.

The three people who realized this immediately understood that even if John could make it from Rome to New York alive, it would be difficult for him to make it.

If you want to survive, you can only stay in a mainland hotel for a long time.

But there are still desperadoes in the Continental Hotel who are willing to take risks for the huge reward...

In other words, John, who was put a bounty on the table by the high-level officials of the High Table, no longer had a foothold.

Frank vaguely understood the reason why Duwei didn't take them to the VIP channel.

Du Wei just wanted them to see what would happen if they were openly enemies of Gaotai Table.

With such overwhelming killer attacks, who can pat their chests and guarantee that they will not die?

Even if he doesn't die today, he may die tomorrow or the day after tomorrow.

As long as the reward is still there and the high table is still there, the killers will pounce on you like sharks that smell blood!

McKell, who had always been taciturn, suddenly asked:

"If the high table really

If they fall, then who should check and balance these huge number of killers?

Being accustomed to killing, no matter what they do, they will become a factor of social instability.

There is still a high table system, and they can do it under the rules.

But what if we actually moved the giant high-desk table?”

Duwei glanced at McKell in surprise.

This guy has been silent day by day. It turns out he is thinking about these more profound social issues.

However, Du Wei had already had a plan for this, and now that McCael was asking, it was a good time to mention it.

After all, they will need more help in the future.

"There is no need to worry about this. After Eddie becomes president, he will implement a national gun ban bill.

At the same time, the machine will also mark these killers who once served the high table.

Any risky behavior will be stopped before it occurs.

What's more, the high table is bound to undergo crazy internal strife before it falls. How many killers will be left in the end?

Just like now, if these killers who want to kill John don't meet John, then they are lucky.

If they meet, only one of them is destined to survive, guess who will be left standing in the end?"

McKell nodded and said no more.

He already understood Du Wei's subtext and what he was going to do in the future, and he acquiesced to this result.

Because if Du Wei's plan can really be implemented, it is still possible to achieve this result.

Through the implementation of super AI and related bills, the entire country and even the world will be built into a country with a low crime rate.

But the resistance to implementation is probably unprecedented.

Not to mention anything else, how many people’s cake has been affected by the arms alone?

At that time, there is only one way to eliminate those obstacles, kill them all.

This kind of operation is consistent with Du Wei's philosophy, which is to stop killing with killing, and to fight violence with violence.

And he, Michael, is also willing to be the murderous knife for a better future!

The other two were not fools either. They realized this when they heard Du Wei's plan.

Frank doesn't care, all he wants is to have enough money and enough freedom.

But he killed Johnson, who belonged to the Camorra family, for freedom.

In other words, everything that happens to John today is very likely to happen to him in the future.

So he and Gaotai Table were in a fight to the death.

Only another peaceful world can give him the life he really wants.

Therefore, as long as he is not really asked to die, he will not oppose Du Wei's decision...

As for Riise, she was more confused than the other two.

Unlike the decisiveness of the other two, Reese and Finch are the same type of people.

If possible, he would not kill someone to achieve his goal.

But most of the things Du Wei wants to promote start with killing people.

And this number is not just one or two, it is hundreds, maybe even more.

Riese could understand this approach, but it was difficult for him to do it.

Now we can only take one step at a time.

When the three people had different thoughts, they were completely unaware that Du Wei did not take them back to the secret base, but instead took them to the passage of a New York subway station.

When they came to their senses, they realized that something was wrong with the path Du Wei was taking. This was not the subway route back to the secret base.

Frank frowned slightly at this, it was not a good time to cause trouble in New York right now.

Now there are high table killers hanging around everywhere.

They can use machines to erase traces of their existence in the camera, but they cannot deceive a pair of human eyes.

So no matter what Du Wei wants to do, it's not a good time in his opinion.

He thought that the good time would be to wait until the dust settled on John's side and all parties relaxed.

However, Duwei always had his reasons for doing things. In order not to be slapped in the face, Frank decided to ask first.

Anyway, I don’t know why, but Du Wei never lacks the patience to answer them.

Perhaps there are some key figures in this seemingly ordinary subway passage?

So Frank asked aloud:

"What? Why don't we go back and discuss the next step?

Or is today also a carnival day?"

Du Wei chuckled and shook his head:

"There are so many carnival days. If we continue to party, it will be the end of us.

We will go back, but before we go back, I need to get the support of the forces in the 14th neighborhood."

"Block 14? What does this have to do with a New York City subway station?"

Du Wei pointed to the underground passage in front of him and motioned for the three of them to look inside.

There are many homeless people on both sides of this passage, wearing tattered clothes and holding begging cups, kneeling, sitting or lying down and telling stories that make those who hear them sad and those who listen to tears.

It seems like every subway station in New York, there is nothing strange about it.

But soon, they discovered something unusual.

The homeless people here don't seem to be real homeless people.

They seem very organized and disciplined.

Even the spacing between begging positions is exactly the same.

And the most important thing is that although they are begging, there is no desire for money in their eyes.

These guys are just like those 996 workers who earn a fixed salary and have lost all their enthusiasm. They come here just to work.

Since the salary will not change, the final result of hard work and fishing will not be any different.

It’s easy to understand that workers are paid, but do homeless people also receive wages in addition to subsistence allowances?

This is really strange.

When everyone noticed something strange, Du Wei had already found the target he was looking for...

I saw him striding towards one of the homeless men who was begging perfunctorily.

The three of them looked at each other and didn't notice anything special about this homeless man.

With a little curiosity, the three of them followed Du Wei and walked forward together.

When they got closer, everyone discovered the details that made this man different from other homeless people.

Although the guy kept shaking the stainless steel cup in his hand asking for money like everyone else, his face was also full of stains.

But there was a thick callus between his thumb and index finger.

All three of them have served in the special forces, and they also have this layer of calluses on their hands.

So they quite understand how this cocoon is formed.

This is obviously caused by holding the gun for a long time!

How did a homeless man turn into a gun-wielding character?

They cannot afford long-term use of firearms.

The identity of a homeless man is undoubtedly this person's cover identity.

Could this man be a killer?

When they took a closer look, they discovered even more remarkable details.

For example, there are calluses on the left and right sides of this person's index finger, and the location of the calluses coincides with the size of the trigger.

Then they were almost certain that the homeless man in front of them had pulled the trigger.

As we all know, there are only two situations where the trigger will be pulled for a long time, regular training and... regular killing!

This means that this guy is a seasoned, seasoned killer.

The number of people who were deceived by the homeless man's disguise and died under this guy's gun was probably not a small number.

The three of them couldn't help but look at each other again.

Is this the 14th block Du Wei said?

A group of people pretending to be nothing

The killer of a homely man?

A force composed of a group of killers?

Shouldn't this be called the Continental Hotel? Why is it called Block 14?

And according to Du Wei, these 14 blocks are opposition forces that are not under the jurisdiction of the high table.

Just when everyone's questions popped up one after another.

Boom!

A crisp sound sounded from the stainless steel cup.

I saw Du Wei drop a gold coin of excellent quality into the homeless man's stainless steel cup.

The homeless man who caught a glimpse of the color of the gold coins had stopped begging. He frowned, raised his eyes upward, and a shocking killing intent flashed through him.

There was no expression on the stubble-covered face. He just looked at the four people in front of him quietly. His other hand had been hidden deep in his sleeve and holding the pistol.

As long as something goes wrong, he will mercilessly shoot the four people in front of him.

Within three steps, the accuracy and speed of a pistol are not just a boast!

But in the next second, he relaxed his tense body, and the hand in his sleeve also loosened the grip of the pistol.

Because what the visitor said is:

"Take me to meet the King of Bowery."

According to the rules, as a connector, he will not refuse other people's requests to see the king after receiving the gold coins.

Of course, whether the king sees them or not is another matter.

He tilted the stainless steel cup in his hand slightly and checked the authenticity of the gold coin with the shape of Venus de Milo.

Then he blew a whistle, and immediately two guys dressed as homeless people walked over silently, and then motioned to follow them...

Du Wei followed without hesitation.

Seeing this, the other three people silently relaxed their tense bodies and followed him.

At that moment, they had already felt the homeless man's eyes scanning the vital parts of their bodies.

The obvious murderous intention made them unwary.

But all this disappeared after Duwei said these five magical words: King of Bowery Street.

They know where Bowery Street is.

It is a famous slum area in Manhattan, New York, filled with drunkards and homeless people.

This place is as good as, or even better than, Hell's Kitchen, which is also a place of chaos.

Because a homeless person may kill his whole family for a little crumb of bread.

When did a king appear in a place like this?

According to Du Wei, their power is not even small.

However, now is not a good time to ask questions, and besides, they will soon see all this with their own eyes and there is no need to ask.

With doubts and vigilance, several people followed the two homeless people through the intricate underground passages, and arrived at the top floor of an abandoned building next to the Hudson River.

Next to them is the famous Hudson River, and in front of them are countless pigeon cages and mobile phones placed next to them.

There was a burly figure with his back to them stroking the carrier pigeon in his hand.

When he heard the movement behind him, the burly figure turned around and said:

"Look, who is this? A distinguished guest from a wealthy area?

Look at your neat Italian handmade suits, they are so exquisite and enviable.

But you seem to have come to the wrong place. Bowery Street is not the place where you rich people should come.

I don't welcome those high table dogs to pee on my property either.

So, if everyone leaves a finger, I can let you leave safely."

Cut off a finger?

Are you kidding me?

The three people who heard the threat quickly grasped the pistols in their hands. Even with their bulletproof suits, they were still confident in escorting Du Wei out under this tight siege.

But as the King of Bowery finished speaking, the homeless people around him had already raised their automatic rifles.

Judging from the confident look on their faces, it is clearly a sense of superiority brought about by sufficient firepower.

Just when the situation was tense, Du Wei suddenly laughed and attracted everyone's attention.

"Okay, stop pretending. You think you are independent of the High Table, do not need to abide by their rules, and even have the right to choose your own bounty.

But you know the truth very well.

You are a king, yes, but only the king of Bowery Street.

But the high table is the king of the world!

So you dare to do something here to a member who has contributed a lot to the Continental Hotel.

Then the next moment, the judge of the high table will come to ask you to pay more fingers.

Because you have defied the authority of the High Table."

Hearing the words of the young man in front of him who trampled on his authority, the King of Bowery had a look of displeasure on his face.

"Really? A high table? What is it?"

What I want to do cannot be tolerated by it!

On Bowery Street, I am the only one who has the final say!

So now I have changed my mind and I want you to keep one palm!

I would like to see if the so-called judge will come!"

Facing the powerful reply from the King of Bowery Street, Du Wei's smile became even bigger.

Seeing once is better than hearing it a hundred times.

The King of Bowery does have a tough mouth, and Du Wei believes that he can speak unyielding words to the judge.

But in the end, he still had to leave everything behind and bear the pain of seven sword blows.

In the final analysis, only strength can make the King of Bowery recognize reality.

So under the gaze of the King of Bowery Street, Du Wei slowly took out the signal jammer in his arms and said:

"I actually don't care whether she comes or not, because I was fully prepared to go back before I came here.

Now let alone my fingers, I can't bear to lose even one hair here.

Do you see what I have in my hand? This is the launch button for a tactical nuclear bomb.

If you want to die, just say what you just said again and try again."

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