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Las Vegas.

This is the largest city in Nevada, and is also known as the "Entertainment Capital of the World" and the "Marriage Capital".

There are tourists from all over the world, shopping, gourmet food or exciting casinos that are full of adrenaline hormones. Everywhere is tempting people.

However!

Gone are the good days.

People from all over the world are immersed in such a celebration, this is a night of great change, the world is falling apart.

The originally extravagant life completely collapsed with the outbreak of the Tri-State War. As Nevada, the closest state to California, as one of the cities here, Las Vegas has seen a crazy surge in population in a short period of time.

This can be completely different from the tourists of the past.

Now.

Whether it is a busy street or a dark alley, it is crowded with people thrown from the underworld at this moment.

certainly.

In fact, not only Las Vegas, but also other state cities that are close to California, are also crowded at the moment.

Fall from the sky.

"Tri-State Refugees" from different places have now completely occupied the place, even if local organizations are trying their best to bring order.

pity.

The chaos and all kinds of troubles that have been twisted together, how can it be solved so easily? !

Conflicts, contradictions, cries, professional gatherings, pervasive journalists, military takeovers, including the occasional gunshots…

In the whole city, compared to the past, it is simply chaos.

…

Las Vegas.

Looking at the chaotic feeling completely different from the liveliness when I came here in the past, this is really familiar yet unfamiliar.

"what!"

"I'm going to forget when was the last time I came here."

In the crowded streets, surrounded by all kinds of loud noises, what these chaotic people are saying doesn't matter.

At this moment.

A burly man in a black suit, holding a scepter in his hand, even wandered the streets elegantly in the face of such chaos.

"Squeak!"

The sound of tires rubbing against the ground sounded.

good job!

In such a chaotic situation, you can find a car and a car so quickly!

This gentleman in a suit is really amazing.

With the stick on the ground, he sat sideways in the back seat, pressed down the car window, and looked at the noisy crowd outside the window.

"Go to California."

"We need to make a time difference, and if we go late, we'll get into some trouble."

There is no fluctuation in the sound.

After getting on the bus, he told the driver that he actually wanted to go back to where he just left, not to go back to the underworld.

on the contrary.

What he wants to go to is California, which has been reduced to a rift valley and is in ruins.

As the voice fell, the huge roar of the engine sounded, and it galloped all the way in the direction of California.

"Huh~"

"It's getting more and more interesting."

Looking at the receding scenery outside the window, the curved index finger tapped the back of his hand lightly, making a small sound.

Gold and.

Oh no!

Now he should be called Mr. Wilson Fisk.

New York.

It was the city that he was very familiar with, and now it completely ceased to exist.

As the king of New York, the real dark emperor of the underground world, just two turmoils in New York made everything vanish.

All his previous brilliance was completely shattered.

certainly.

Wilson Fisk's past also disappeared completely with this disaster.

This time.

But it's more complete than the disappearance of Hell's Kitchen. New York is gone, and everything that was once is only what was once.

Everything turned into a cloud of smoke, leaving only one name.

However.

In fact, sometimes Kim and the name are enough to prove and bring something.

…

And Las Vegas, as the world-renowned "Casino".

This is the land of money and depravity, all kinds of extravagant places, all kinds of glamorous high-end places, there are really as many as you want.

legend.

In this city, no matter what status, no matter how much money you bring in.

Just be happy.

Great Las Vegas, you can't take a penny with you. When you come, your backpack is full, and when you go back, it's empty.

This is where joy and tears gather.

And for Mr. Wilson, isn't it the best start to such a place where money is so intoxicated? !

certainly.

For Wilson, what he looks like now is much easier than when he climbed to the height of the Dark Emperor when he had nothing.

Just said it again.

For this "good gentleman", this time, the devil's invasion of the three states did not bring all harm.

He was planning to run for mayor of New York before.

But the name "Golden Merger", for most of the upper class in New York... In fact, it is not so pleasant to say.

Whether it's rebuilding Manhattan or the island sale plan that started with the Osborne Group, it's no longer a matter of consideration.

At least that's not something Mr. Wilson should worry about now.

He is innocent now, and he can no longer find any "criminal evidence", leaving only some "nonsense" legends of "ordinary people", a poor "refugee" who just experienced the "Tri-State Disaster" ", this identity is really good.

the most important is!

It seemed to be thinking of something pleasant, and there was even a slight smile on Wilson's face.

"Blood!"

"Help me remember it, and when I get back, I will find those good friends as soon as possible."

yes.

The poor Mr. Wilson, who became a refugee, has many former good friends.

for example.

Those old Manhattan guys, the philanthropists who were happy to donate to rebuilding projects in the past.

what!

In the past, it really took a lot of words to get some of their "little sponsorships".

now.

Completely different from returning to the essence, returning to the original Wilson.

after all.

As an emperor who fought all the way from the bottom and eventually became the mastermind of the underground world!

His mentality is not generally stable, it is nothing more than a restart.

But.

When finance, real estate, physical and virtual, family business and high-tech, all fall apart together with New York.

what!

The old guys in Manhattan should have collapsed by now.

Even if they were lucky enough to survive, all the wealth in the past would completely disappear, and all the cakes that could be distributed in the past would be smashed.

From nobles, from emperors, all at once...to refugees? "

Wow!

alive? !

They simply wished the Devil King would take them away directly.

But don't worry, the merciful Mr. Wilson unites all and will give them another chance to choose again in this Las Vegas.

Now!

As the only life-saving straw, they should no longer reject a once-legendary kindness.

"very good."

"Only in this way, the new Manhattan, can really be twisted into a rope."

"call!"

Jin Bing's thoughts were clear, but before looking for those old guys, he still had to go back.

"The deep valleys of California will be blocked by some people soon. Before that, let's go and return quickly."

…

"Blood!"

"How many other people can we contact?!"

Leaning on the back seat, Kim was puffing on a cigar. He liked it, and no matter what the situation was, the cigarette was always a must.

"Boss!"

"The situation is not good. We have lost everything before, and I still grabbed this car."

"The people who were sent out before, the ghost knows what they think."

Wendell Dickinson was not in a good mood.

As the treasure that he worked on in his career as a killer, the armor made of his tall carbon steel, except for a few parts, was missing a lot.

Really... that's really unfortunate.

But okay.

Now, he has become the first person next to his boss, and he no longer has to compete with other killers.

The eye-sick neuropathy before was the **** called Bullseye, let him die.

"unimportant."

"It doesn't matter how much you can get in touch with."

Wilson didn't care about that.

As the one who really struggled all the way from the bottom to become the underground king, he never lacked the courage to bring it back from scratch.

after all.

The world seems to have changed too fast, from the appearance of Walloon to the Pengele family who had been occupying the territory of New York before.

All this happened too much, and it happened too fast, coupled with the disappearance of Bullseye, it made him seem a little caught off guard.

It becomes like this now.

In fact, it is also a good thing, because everyone has lost everything, and naturally they are back on the same starting line.

Good.

"Pengeli, Valon, we will meet again."

The smoke of the cigar in the car lingered through the car window, away from these chaotic crowds, heading towards the deep valley that people can't avoid now.

Wilson muttered to himself.

…

Walloon.

The boss of the black hand.

For this name, Mr. Wilson has an extremely deep memory. In the sinful world underground in New York, it is because of the appearance of this number one person that everything tends to collapse.

speak up.

The high bounty on the dark web has always been spread by Jin Bian. Mr. Wilson has always been unhappy with this ambitious world-wanted criminal.

It can be said.

Since the first chaos in New York, Wilson has paid special attention to the black hand organization.

Whether it's a channel on the dark web.

Or through the personal connections in your hands or the personal power that you control all the year round.

In every way, go track down Wallon's gang.

certainly.

It can travel freely in the shadows, and the elusive black hand organization, even if it is wanted by the world, can live freely.

Then they were just too hard.

However.

Not all people who are close to the black hand are so difficult to find.

Just like.

Mr. Wilson is no stranger to the name Typhoid Mary, a well-known figure in the world of mercenaries and killers.

Bleeding and Bullseye have also dealt with this "variable style" woman.

Ok.

Half cold-blooded, half charming, such a woman who goes her own way, even in the ranks of many mentally ill killers, it is unique.

Wallon is not easy to investigate.

But... it's obviously not difficult to investigate Mary with Jin Bing's means.

After some means.

Located in California, now in that rift valley, a special residence, before this chaos, had already appeared in front of Mr. Wilson.

It's just that I haven't had time to go, I haven't had time to make a small raid, and help Mary's nest come alive!

result.

became what it is today.

But that's okay!

As the boss of the black hand, there is a very likely hiding place, and then I think of Mr. Wallon, who is facing the king of devils in the battle of the three continents.

It was a chance, Wilson decided to try his luck,

Before the military and other agencies take over this place, let's see what miraculous discoveries have been made. How bad can it be? !

…

The drive from Las Vegas to San Francisco is nine hours.

But that is the past.

Now this state of ruins, it will take dozens of hours to get better.

But fortunately.

The emergence of refugees in the three states requires a lot of time for various places to sort out. As California is the seat of the underworld, it is inevitable for some organizations to make necessary temptations before they want to take action.

And coincidentally.

Mr. Wilson, who now has nothing, has neither time nor need for temptation.

Time flows.

Bloody's work efficiency is good, even in the midst of a boring rush, some food and most importantly cigars and red wine are ready.

For Mr. Wilson, who used to be at the bottom and couldn't eat a bite for a few days, such a start was simply heavenly.

Thinking of this, Wilson was in a better mood. He leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes.

Travel through the ruins.

Looking into the distance, it seems to have penetrated into a dead place. There are human beings everywhere, but there is no one.

This feeling of emptiness, looking into the distance, although he can't see it with the naked eye, but he clearly knows that the place is now a forbidden place for the living - the underworld!

"It turns out that there are really devils and gods in this world!"

"But... so what?!"

Bloody got out of the car. According to the address obtained before the accident, this is the South Bay of San Francisco.

Probably here.

In the midst of such a level of ruins, even if you come to a rough location, you can only get lucky.

Then.

In fact, Mr. Wilson's luck has always been good.

In particular, he also has an excellent minion with superhuman strength and speed.

"I rely on it, boss!"

"Look what I found?!"

Turn over the bricks of the ruins with blood.

Layer by layer, the walls blocking the road were dismantled, this approximate manor area, this approximate housing area.

Look for underground facilities that may be hidden, or places that look interesting.

And as he penetrated a wall, a few scattered gold bricks fell out.

"It's gold, and every piece is a sufficient amount of gold."

"I can't believe that someone builds walls with gold bricks in this place!"

Bleeding couldn't help crying.

However, for Mr Wilson only, the BRICs don't matter.

Do not!

Money is of course an important thing, but... by comparison, it belongs to the Stark Group logo.

Everything seems to be less important.

"Tear it apart!"

"I'm going to get impatient waiting."

As the boss spoke, a violent demolition began.

Bleeding will still stubbornly stay in place, stripping off all the excess products that are completely unwilling to leave.

Soon.

Wilson stood on the ruins, staring calmly at the exposed golden wall.

The wealth that once belonged to the Stark Group, the wealth that once belonged to the Black Hand Organization, now... falls into the hands of Jin Bing.

Oh no!

It seems more than that.

"Humanity!"

"You found here, come in, come in..."

From the air came a voice that contained magic power like a tremor.

"You have received great enlightenment, and the ancient existence will give you strength and power!"

"Everything you will have, come on!"

"Human, come on!"

The sound seemed to echo in my ears.

However, it was as if he didn't hear anything, and the clumsy guy looked left and right, as if waiting for his boss to finish enjoying the scenery in front of him, and then hurriedly took the gold and left.

And this moment.

The bewitchment like a devil reverberated in Wilson's heart.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Mr. Wilson laughed.

this moment.

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strength? !

Power? !

oh~

None of this really matters!

As the emperor who once ruled the underworld, Mr. Wilson had both.

Most importantly...he had a hunch, an excellent hunch!

Wallon!

The boss of the Black Hand, the incredible extraordinary criminal, the trigger for all the chaos in this world, and now... his secret.

"I found it!"

call!

Facing the sound behind the golden wall, Jin Bing's cigar is so rich.

"This kind of opening, a new beginning, I like it!"