manynovel Chapter 435
Chapter 435
Hearing Fengyun mention the coin machine, Winston's pupils suddenly shrank violently.
"Mr. Fengyun, what do you want to do?"
The coin machine is Winston's bargaining chip to threaten the High Table, and it is also his trump card to save his life.
Many years ago, it was because of this coin machine that his brother lost his life, and he was also involved in this trouble.
As the saying goes, fortune and misfortune are interdependent. At the same time, it is also because of this coin machine that Winston has gained his current wealth and status.
Therefore, hearing Fengyun mention this coin machine, Winston instinctively became nervous.
Therefore, although this coin machine is the source of the disaster, it is also the guarantee of his life.
"There is no extra meaning, it is just the literal meaning, Mr. Winston, I want this coin machine, can I?"
Although Fengyun said it as a question, the affirmation in his tone is unquestionable.
Without waiting for Winston's answer, Fengyun continued, "Mr. Winston, you know that your New York Continental Hotel and the High Table are not on the same page.
Do you think the people in the High Table are willing to be coerced? If I were the High Table, I think I would definitely cut the grass and root it out, leaving no harm.
The reason why they haven't dealt with you yet is on the one hand, the coin minting machine, and on the other hand, they may not be completely sure.
Mr. Winston, as a man, you must always rely on yourself. You must control your own destiny, instead of waiting for the mercy of the big guys."
Winston looked at Fengyun, with a little more confusion in his eyes.
"Mr. Winston, I know your past very well. This is the main reason why I am still talking to you calmly.
You want to get out of the control of the High Table and live your own life, and the High Table fools have offended me.
As the saying goes, the enemy of my enemy is my friend. You can distrust me, but I think you should trust Mr. Wick. Isn't that right, Wick?"
"Winston, I am very pleased if you are willing to stand on the same front with us." Wick said.
After thinking for a long time, Winston looked at Fengyun with a complicated expression, and then at Wick.
In the past few decades, he has been under the painful control of the High Table, and he knows the means of the organization too well.
If there is a chance, he will leave the organization without hesitation.
However, in these decades, he has not found any opportunity at all, and the strength of the organization is deeply imprinted in his heart.
Now, Fengyun has extended an olive branch to him.
He was not very clear about Fengyun's strength. Most of the things in the media were artistically processed. Winston was very clear about the tricks played by these upper-class people.
Just when he was hesitant, the door of the hotel opened and a tall, paralyzed woman walked in from outside.
"Winston, I am the judge sent by the organization. The top leaders of the organization are very angry about your private release of Wick.
Now, the Elders will give you two choices. Either you take Wick's head and enough compensation to apologize to the Elders.
Or you use your own head to atone for your sins."
"Maybe there is a third choice, right, Winston?" Fengyun suddenly interrupted.
"Who are you, Winston, don't you teach your men the rules?" The paralyzed woman looked at Winston with a cold look, as if she was looking at an inferior person.
Winston looked at the paralyzed woman with an uncertain expression, and then at Fengyun and Wick.
After a long while, he smiled and bowed slightly to Fengyun and said, "Mr. Feng, I think you are right. In fact, I have a third choice."
"Winston, what are you doing? Do you want to betray the organization?"
The paralyzed woman's face changed drastically, because she saw Winston took out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at his forehead.
"Respected Judge, I think I have a third choice, which is to send you all to see God and listen to the teachings of God."
The paralyzed woman felt bad when she heard Winston's words. She was also a killer, and her first instinctive reaction was to control Winston.
However, within seven steps, the gun was fast and accurate, not to mention Winston, an old gunman.
With a "bang", smoke came out of Winston's muzzle.
The paralyzed woman fell back slowly with an unbelievable expression, and a bullet was embedded in her forehead.
Winston finally made his own choice.
"Mr. Feng, I think you are right. Now is the time to wage an all-out war against the High Table."
"I want guns, lots of guns." Wick, standing behind Fengyun, said his classic line."I have guns, lots of guns." Winston said with a smile.
Over the years, in order to protect himself, Winston has stockpiled a large number of weapons in his arsenal.
However, Fengyun shook his head at them and said, "No, Mr. Winston, your weapons are only suitable for children to play house. Real men should use weapons that men use."
Winston and Wick looked at Fengyun in surprise, not knowing what he meant by this.
In front of everyone, Fengyun took out his phone and dialed Cook's number.
"Hello, General Cook, have you been doing well these years? Have you missed me?" Fengyun greeted him kindly.
"Damn bastard, why don't you die!" General Cook cursed. "It's all because of you, that damn Rick, who imposed a $5 million tax on our CIA..."
General Cook kept chattering about Fengyun's discomfort.
All this stunned Winston and Wick.
It seemed that the other party was a senior official of the CIA, and he had paid $5 million in taxes.
They realized what kind of person Fengyun was, who could actually receive taxes from the CIA?
Winston suddenly felt fortunate and felt that he had chosen the right direction.
How could an organization that could collect taxes from the CIA and even collect taxes be comparable to killers like them?
However, Fengyun's next words shattered their three views.
"General Cook, I need a batch of weapons, a batch of powerful weapons."
"No, no, no, General Cook, I didn't expect that the prejudice between us was so deep. I am a law-abiding businessman.
I will not do those illegal and criminal things. Moreover, our company's business also includes selling guns."
"General Cook, I need fifty RPGs and corresponding ammunition. In addition, five Stinger missiles that can be fired by a single soldier should be prepared for me first. As for the other guided missiles, what, you said that this cannot be provided..."