Meanwhile, at New York International Airport, a British Airways Boeing with Facebook printed on the fuselage slowly landed on the runway.

A middle-aged man holding a beautiful woman's hand walked out of the hatch. This person was Yi Masao, the head of the Yi family.

Of course, he came to New York to attend the Western Capitalist Summit, not as powerful as the "Soldier King". He only followed seven or eight bodyguards, and he was on an ordinary passenger plane.

Even Chamber, the most mysterious and powerful of the Yi family, stayed in the British manor and did not come with him.

"Xin'er, I will definitely make you happy when I come to New York this time," Yi Zhengxiong said to the beautiful woman in joy.

"Yeah," as she got down the escalator, the beautiful woman happily held Yi Masao's hand and nodded her head. Although the beautiful woman was almost forty, she looked only twenty-seven or eight.

After Yi Zhengxiong and his wife got off the plane, they were quickly picked up by the person in charge of Yijia Group in New York.

Mexico, a place of chaos.

The Mexican border line, located in Latin America, has become a concentration of many "adventurers" and "escapers".

"Haha, Durant, you have trained so hard during this period," said a man in his twenties and smiling and training to Durant who was panting.

"Only those who are facing death will know what the feeling of despair and helplessness is," Durant's fist crackled on the sandbag, creaking the sandbag.

Since he fled here many days ago, Durant has strengthened his training for himself almost every day. Durant himself has summarized that his life was so comfortable in the years he was a housekeeper in Nutrilite Villa. As the saying goes, "comfort makes people retreat." If he maintained his combat effectiveness when he fought in the Middle East as always, he would not have been defeated so miserably.

Fortunately, after more than ten days of hard work and the huge pressure and stimulation brought by the escape, Durant's strength has increased a lot. If he goes further, he will return to the level of a senior killer back then.

Unfortunately, Durant didn't have enough time.

"Matthew, what good news did you bring this time?" After training, Durant asked, picking up the towel on the shelf and wiping the waterfall-like sweat on his body.

"Tomorrow is the time for the Western Capitalists Summit," said Matthew, following behind Durant.

"Then," Durant turned around and asked, "Did you get any business, what level, and who are you?"

Matthew himself is also a killer in business, but he is not as talented as Durant.

"Don't you always want to return to New York? This time I found out that this Western Capitalist Summit gathered financial capitalists from North and South America and the European continent. I received a business to kidnap one of the capitalists, and paid $5 million, Durant, your opportunity is here," said Matthew.

Shaking his head, Durant said: "I won't do a kidnapping business anymore. Matthew, with your ability, just plan it well, it's not difficult to kidnap one or two pig-like capitalists! I won't participate in your business,"

"Haha," Matthew smiled and said immediately: "I came to you to join my kidnapping business, I knew you don't know."

Matthew took out a cell phone, dialed a number, and handed it to Durant and said, "Someone is looking for you,"

"Who is it?" Durant, half-believing and half-doubted, took the phone, and after answering it, the other party said: "Is it Durant? If you want to get revenge and return to New York in the Americas, come to Bloody Street tonight."

After saying this from the other end, I almost died.

"Who is this," Durant asked in confusion with his phone.

"I don't know who the other party is, but I know that he looks for you and seems to help you return to New York," Matthew said.

"No matter who the other party is, as long as I can return to New York, that's enough for me," Durant said gritting his teeth.

There is no free lunch in the world, and Durant has prepared the price he needs to pay to return to New York.

The bloody street at 10 o'clock in the evening is full of darkness, weirdness and horror, and this depression feels like you seem to have really walked into the edge of hell.

Wearing a black turtleneck and a rounded hat on his head, Durant lowered his head and walked into the Bloody Street.

The deserted night and the bloody streets made the cruel Durant a little scared.

Who called herself here, Durant thought.

"Who are you," at this time, a man came out of the darkness and pointed his gun at Durant.

"Durant," replied Durant on alert.

"What's the certificate?" the man shouted.

"Looking for death," Durant was angry when he was asked repeatedly by such a minion.

The man now realized that at some point Durant's right hand was aimed at him, and a circle appeared inside the black long gown.

That was Durant's pistol.

There is no doubt that Durant will loosen the bullet into the man before he can shoot.

"Haha, Durant is worthy of being Durant," the man laughed and put away his gun, changing his face to a welcome smile: "Mr. Durant, I was testing you just now, sorry,"

The man apologized to Durant.

"It's okay," Durant calmed down when he saw this. This person should be the one who wants to meet him tonight.

"Our boss has been waiting inside for a long time. Please, please," the man made a call, his direction was the iron door open behind him.

"Who is your boss?" Durant asked curiously after following.

"You will know when you enter," said the man. "In addition to my boss, there are several bosses who will arrive tonight..."

......

When Durant walked into the iron gate, he walked through the numerous stairs to a basement. When he passed through the entrance of the stairs, Durant found that all kinds of people were standing around.

It seems that everyone who arrives tonight has a lot of identities.

"Durant is here, and the meeting is here tonight," a loud voice rang out.

"Conference," Durant looked around. He seemed to see many sitting figures, but because the light in the basement was extremely dark, he looked down on who the other party was.

"Let me briefly talk about the purpose of tonight's meeting: the Gun King's global arms market allocation share has been released next year, and I am not very satisfied with the allocation... Because of this, I have the original intention of tonight's meeting," said the loud voice.

The content of the meeting went straight to the next year's arms market allocation, and the loud voice was a little low at this time: "At the Silver Fort, the leader of the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group not only gained a large share of the market share, but was also invited by the King of Guns. As far as I know, the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group has just replaced Gael's position, and Durant has a deep understanding of this matter."

Many sharp eyes in the dark looked at Durant, and they all wanted to hear Durant say something more specific.

"Yes," Durant said, although he didn't want to tell his failures in person, he had to.

So Durant briefly described the last time Ye Piaoling copied Gael's lair.

"The Plum Blossom Mercenary Group, which formed an alliance with the Huaqing Gang, did not take any force seriously," Durant's words were heard by the people present.

The basement suddenly became quiet. They all knew that the biggest force in New York now is the Li family of the Huaqing Gang, not to mention the Li family of the Huaqing Gang and the powerful plum blossom mercenary group.

"The plum blossom mercenary group must be removed," said an old voice: "The Gun King is old and has no ambitions anymore. His mantle cannot be passed on,"

"Yes, we can't move the Li family of the Huaqing Gang, which is deeply rooted in New York, but the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group can be removed," another old voice sounded, "The rules of the Gun King have ruled the world for too long, and his rules are no longer suitable for the new world pattern,"

As soon as these words came out, the basement was quiet for a long time.

The rules of the Gun King are established through fire and bullets, and no one is allowed to shake them. If someone wants to ban the rules established by the Gun King, they will either succeed or die.

There is no third possibility.

"Indeed, the rules of the Gun King have ruled the world for too long," he thought again after getting a loud voice, but his tone changed: "But if we want to shake the Gun King's rule, we need to make a long-term plan,"

"The question to be discussed now is: how to erase the tenacious spike of the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group," said the loud voice: "I mean thoroughly,"

"Everyone, if you are willing to do your best, I am willing to pull out the sharp thorn of the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group for you,"

Durant, who had been sitting there, seemed to have found a chance to interrupt, and he swears: "I have had a few fights with the people from the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group and are more familiar with their combat style."

Durant said here, and paused to see the reactions of the major figures in the room.

really....

"You keep talking," the old voice rang out.

"Well," Durant's face showed smug joy: "Although the last few battles with the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group were a crushing defeat, the core of the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group was entirely supported by the leader,"

"As long as we restrain the leader, we can eliminate the rest of the members of the Plum Mercenary Corps one by one," Durant said confidently.

It seems that after these days of recovery, his confidence has expanded a lot as his strength grows.

"What is that leader's strength?" asked the loud voice.

"Uh..." When asked what the leader of the Plum Blossom Mercenary Group was, Durant couldn't answer at once.

"At least it's a super killer," Durant said.

"Super Killer," when the name "Super Killer" appeared, a huge sensation occurred throughout the basement.

You know, it is amazing when a mercenary group has a super killer in it. The quality of the master determines the future development of a team.
Chapter completed!