A quiet tree-lined avenue in New York, no more than five or six meters wide. On the left side of the road, there is a row of low white brick walls with black eaves on top. You can see lush trees in the yard, and a quiet and appropriate atmosphere.
Surrounded by greenery, it is a manor combining Chinese and Japanese styles, with flowing water, small bridges and deep courtyards.
The environment is very quiet.
Located in the most prosperous area of New York where every inch of land is valuable, this quiet manor in the midst of the hustle and bustle, the cost from the land to the construction and decoration, is at least close to a small target, and it is in US dollars.
This manor naturally did not belong to the Tang and Song dynasties. Its previous owner was surnamed Gao. Unfortunately, Mrs. Gao, at such an old age, did not know how to enjoy herself at home, but instead came out to make trouble.
After she died, the manor was naturally renamed Tang.
In the courtyard pavilion, Kane and Frank were sitting on a stone bench, competing in a men's strength contest - arm wrestling!
Tang Song held Skye in his arms and sat aside watching the fun.
The two strong arms were crossed together, and Frank's face was bulging with veins, obviously using all his strength.
On the other hand, Kane still had that expressionless look on his slightly rigid face, with no discernible expression at all.
Bang!
When Frank had used all his strength and his power was exhausted, Kane grabbed Frank's arm with his backhand and slammed it hard on the stone table.
The strong collision between the stone table and his arm made Frank grimace in pain.
This guy only remembers the food and not the beating. Tang Song stroked Skye's white waist, watched Frank shake his hands, and challenged Kane again.
I couldn't help but shook my head.
Frank is said to have the combat power level of the strongest level 10 agent in the human race.
The elite among the special elites, but it depends on who you are compared with.
Kane's physical fitness is three times that of an ordinary person, and his nerve reaction speed is twice that of an ordinary person.
What’s more important is that the brothers Kane and Ryan are not ordinary people.
Both brothers are mutants, and Kane's ability is muscle manipulation.
He can unleash and utilize 60 percent of his body's muscles, and the maximum force he can currently reach with a single punch is five tons.
If we really compare strength, Tang Song himself is inferior to Kane, let alone Frank.
But Frank himself seemed to enjoy it, as if challenging the strong was his pleasure.
"Boss, we've already agreed. Tomorrow at the Sand Dunes Golf Club, Moon's secretary said he has an hour free!"
On the stone table in front of Tang Song, there were several plates of green grapes, each of which was plump and crystal clear. Sky picked up a bunch, plucked a grape and put it into Tang Song's mouth.
Tang Song held Skye's finger in his mouth, enjoying the sweetness of the grapes.
Ryan came over from the cobblestone path, holding a brown paper bag in his hand.
"Tomorrow," Tang Song sat up straight, patted Skye's butt, and asked her to go over and bring two glasses of champagne.
"Lai En, ask someone to prepare a decent gift for us. It shouldn't be too expensive, but it shouldn't be too rude either!"
Tang Song picked up the champagne in front of him and handed it to Lai En who had just sat down.
"You've been working hard lately. When I'm done with this, I'll go find a place to spend a good vacation! Find some girls and relax!"
Lai En took the wine glass and sat on the stone bench opposite Tang Song. After taking a sip of wine, he opened the briefcase and took out several documents.
"Boss, these are the most valuable properties of the Hand in New York, including two import and export companies, an auto parts manufacturing plant, 27 properties, two underground casinos, a flour mill, and six nightclubs!"
"At present, we have already taken over the casino, nightclub, flour mill, and real estate, which are all fixed assets. The two import and export companies and the auto parts factory are in trouble!"
Lai En held the document and explained to Tang Song:
"The business of these two import and export companies is mainly high-end seafood and pornographic videos from Japan. There is no point in us taking them down! Unless we send them to Japan to catch seafood and shoot pornographic videos."
Lai En jokingly glanced at the two people who were arm wrestling, and continued:
"It's an auto parts manufacturer. Its main customers are also Japanese industries. That's the headquarters of the Hand. Without orders from Japan, the value of this factory is not high. All the assets we have obtained so far are worth about 900 million."
Nine hundred million. Tang Song raised his eyebrows, picked up the champagne on the table and took a big sip.
Killing people and setting fires can earn you a gold belt. The ancients were right!
He worked hard for two years and earned less than he earned from robbery in one month.
Perhaps it was because the influence of my previous two lives was too great, so I should be bolder.
Tang Song stroked the black jade ring. With his current strength, he had a place in the Marvel world.
Set a small goal, and first accumulate a few billion in assets, that should be no problem.
"What's the reaction from the Hand?"
Tang Song was asking about the situation of the Hand's headquarters in Japan. Japan is the Hand's headquarters, and there are four presidents there who are as famous as Madam Gao. The five of them are known as the five fingers of the Hand.
Now one of the five fingers is broken, and the other four fingers are not responding.
That's a bit strange.
Of course, what Tang Song didn't know was that the reason why Madam Gao had evil thoughts about him was because of his oriental name and his untraceable origins.
At that time, Dela, Madam Gao, Bo Tu, Sowanda and Murakami were all elders from the Eastern supernatural power Kunlun. They were expelled for trying to use dragon bone fossils to extend their lifespans.
Although Madam Gao and her four companions have been hiding in Japan over the years, these five old guys have been worried that Kunlun would send someone to clean up the mess for the past hundred years.
After Mrs. Gao passed the information about Tang and Song to Japan, she died mysteriously at the hands of supernatural powers.
This immediately shocked the other four fingers. At least before they figured out Tang Song's origins and thought of a way to deal with him, the four of them would never easily set foot in New York.
"There's been no movement from the Hand, but according to the intelligence I bought from the Beggar King, a group of Asians landed from the East Coast and entered New York earlier. There were more than 200 of them!"
"Have you found out where they are staying?"
"They've entered Big Foot Gang territory!"
"Big Foot Gang?" Tang Song didn't remember there was such a gang in New York, but it didn't matter. He would ask Frank to take some people out and wipe them out directly.
Tang Song turned around and looked at the two guys who were busy arm wrestling, then turned back to look at Lai En, who had been so busy that he hadn't seen him for a while.
I couldn't help but go up behind them and kick them.
Kane and Frank were both kicked to the ground.
Kane looked at Tang Song with innocence in his eyes, as if wondering why Tang Song kicked him.
Frank took advantage of Kane's distraction and hugged Kane's arms with both hands.
Bang!
Frank was thrown out by Kane's overreaction and hit hard on the rockery near the pavilion.
Tang Song looked at the two funny guys helplessly and rubbed his aching head.
"Now that the business has grown, you two should help Lai En!"
Kane gently lifted up the fallen stone pillar with one hand and said leisurely:
"Boss, you know me. I can kill people and carry out missions, but if you want to use your brain, you can ask En to help you. Otherwise, ask Frank to help you!"
At this time, Frank had just climbed down from the rockery. Hearing Kane's words, Frank was also busy refusing:
"I didn't learn how to manage gangs in the Marine Corps," Frank whispered when he saw Tang Song's dangerous look.
"Otherwise, I will lead the team to wipe out the remaining forces of the Hand Society!"
"Alright, alright! Dog meat can't be served at a banquet!" Tang Song cursed with an oriental slang, "You two go help the chef to clean up that sheep, we're having a full sheep banquet today!"