The soul has been pulled out, and the body has been put on Moira's operating table. Now it is estimated that only the scum is left, but hasn't the identities of these people been clarified?

But how could Erida Gemini be so careless? "The five fingers are combined into hands, this is the information left by those ninjas while printing their handprints."

Five fingers are combined into hands? Evanson thought about this sentence carefully, and he thought this sentence... this sentence... is really reasonable! The one that can be combined with these five fingers is not the hand, can it still be the claws? Just like when he was bored before, he observed Habs' claws, which is absolutely impossible to hold.

"Okay, don't guess." Seeing Evanson's appearance, Ereda Gemini knew that this guy's ideas had begun to broaden again. "It's a hand-to-hand group."

"Oh—" Evanson suddenly realized and dragged a long voice, "I have no impression." He really has no impression. Evanson's understanding of this organization is limited to the name. He has no idea about their creation purpose and purpose. It's not that he forgot, but that he has never paid attention to it at all.

"The Hand-Group is a relatively long-standing gang. If the name of their gang is pronounced in Chinese, it can also be called the Black Hand-Group." Saloras talked about it. "What he did is nothing more than to accumulate money to support politicians and form forces through assassination, kidnapping, extortion, and nothing is great."

Without going on stage, Evanson snorted disdainfully. Thinking about the people he is in contact with now, those who are defending the world and destroying the earth in a closed voice, the second is like Killian, and the goal is to master the world and become the king behind the scenes. So organizations like this who know how to make money and play tickets are too low!

"There are five leaders in the Hands Association, known as the Five Fingers, and their identities are mysterious. The forces are spread all over the world. In the past, the east is more important than the west, but after 49 years, their forces in the East were almost wiped out and they could only survive. So now their forces are focused on the West."

"It's really detailed." Evanson clapped his hands and praised, "It seems that our newly formed intelligence system is very successful." He turned his head and ordered McNa, "Say to the cafeteria and turn around and add another chicken leg to Dotty's lunch box."

“…As for the order.”

Evanson felt that it was definitely not calculated by Ereda's Gemini's night view of the astronomical phenomena that could be understood in such a short time, right? Even if we tortured the souls of those ninjas who could climb walls, it would be useless. After all, they were just the lower-level personnel sent out to perform the linkage mission. It would be great to know who they were online. It was impossible to have such a clear understanding of the power distribution of their organization.

"Doti is indeed a very capable intelligence officer. It is perfect for her to take charge of the intelligence system. In fact, as long as she does not face Peggy Carter, her mission success rate is almost 100%. "Salos nodded, which shows that she is quite satisfied with Doti's ability. "But, after all, our company has limited resources, and she can find this information for us in such a short time thanks to someone who gave us a head."

"Original? Who is it?" Evanson asked.

Aurece smiled sinisterly and said, "It was they who told us."

"Is that?" Evanson's eyes shook and he sneered, "How dare the people who joined hands come to seek revenge? You're very brave!" The subordinates who were photographed disappeared without a trace and did not go back. Naturally, the people above could not sit still, and they must have come to ask for an explanation. This is really the mother of the Holy Light tied the eggs - she thought she had lived long.

"What happened the afternoon before yesterday." But this should be the troubled Erida Gemini. She was not angry at all when she mentioned this. "The company has two special guests. One of the old ladies surnamed Gao. I call him Old Lady Gao. It seems that the coffin soil is almost buried in her eyebrows. The other is a glasses named Wesley. He is Wilson Fix's assistant. You should know about this person, right?"

"I heard a little." Evanson nodded. "Wilson Fix, it seems to be a famous entrepreneur in Hell's Kitchen, but in fact it is a gangster giant there. It is called Jin Bing, which means the leader." Evanson opened a store on the street, so although he doesn't like gangster matters, he still knows a little.

"Not bad, but I prefer to call it a criminal group instead of calling it a gang." A smirk suddenly appeared on Saloras's face. "Guess what they are here for?"

"Huh?" Evanson frowned and found that this matter was not simple. According to common sense, after the two people arrived here, they should have claimed that they were part of the hand-in-law, and then pointed to Erida's nose and said, "You are in trouble, you are in trouble!" Then the soul joined the plan and reserved, and the body was sent to the biochemical laboratory, and they were all arranged clearly.

But this riddle is to solve the problem. If everyone knows the answer, then what else can I guess? But Evanson thought about it for a while but couldn't figure it out. It was impossible that it was because of the death of two minions, so they scared those people that they could not take care of themselves in the sequelae of cerebral thrombosis and incontinence. They ran over and kowtow to admit their mistakes and never dared to say anything again?

"Are they here to sell financial products?" Evanson said jokingly, so he didn't guess it.

"It's almost the same, but the relationship should be the other way around." In the end, Aurece revealed the mystery. "They want our company to help them launder money."

"Haha..." Evanson rolled his eyes. Money laundering? It's almost the same to robbery! "Then they must be very angry with your refusal, right?" If you can't talk? Then let's not talk! The damn it, and then the arrangement was clearly clear.

"No." Saloras said with a curl of her mouth, "because we agreed."

"What!" Evanson's eyes glared, his mouth was about to be dislocated. "Why do you agree?"

"Ha, your expression is so interesting now." Erida covered her mouth and chuckled, and then Evanson pushed her chin up with anger. "Don't change the subject, why do you agree to such a thing?"

"Because we can draw 30% from it." Aureese gave a very realistic reason.

30%? This is too high, right? Is this because Shihe feels that he has too much money and is burning, and plans to spend some money and lose money? Evanson said worriedly, "The 30% commission is really high, it's uneasy. They are using materials to trap you?"

I turned around and got some money from a company that I couldn't get in touch with. I was so happy to wash it here. My reports have been sent to Washington.

"What's more, our company is now on track and has obtained support from the US government. Although our research does not tolerate ethics, it can be considered innocent. If you quit those unhealthy hobbies, it will be even more innocent."

"But Fix and the team are different. They are completely off-limits. If they help them launder money, we will be in trouble if they are found out."

"If such a thing happens, the forensic accountants and lawyers we support will enter Moira's laboratory." Aures sneered and said, "You can rest assured. Our accounts are arranged perfectly. We trade money in the form of buying stocks and regularly paying dividends. It can be said that our behavior is protected by law."

"But..." Even so, Evanson still felt that it was inappropriate. "Where can you not get wet when you walk by the river often? If they overturn the boat, they might bite us out."

"They won't." Aurece shook his head. "Fisk is the underground king of Hell's Kitchen. The police, the prosecutors, the courts there are almost all his people. He has learned from Al Capone's lesson and paid taxes according to law. Unlike some people, he has not stolen a dime of tax. Unless a masked policeman fucks him down, he will not be able to fall."

"And even if he falls, those who want to take the felony crimes for him will probably be able to pull out a group. He can almost do nothing, and at most he will go to prison for three or five years on the charge of extortion. He has no reason to betray us."

"The most important thing is..." Aureese's eyes opened slightly, "He dared not!"

"Don't dare?" Evanson touched his nose. "What did you show him?"

"Nothing." Aureese said with a smile, "we just sat opposite each other and talked."

Hell Kitchen, you should know that this is the most chaotic place in New York with such a cool name, but there are high-end villas in this kind of place, and the most particularly mysterious one is the home of Wilson Fisk, known as Jin Bing. Although this tall bald man looks a little fat, it does not make people feel obese, but gives people a burly and powerful feeling.

He is now in a elegant and plain tea room in the middle of a beautiful and plain tea room, questioning an old woman with a chicken skin, a face full of hair and a hunched body with a crutch.

"Madam Gao, why did things turn out like this?" But although the underground king of Hell's Kitchen had the intention of questioning, his attitude seemed very humble, which shows that he respected the old woman in front of him very much.

"How has it become?" Mrs. Gao picked up the tea and took a sip, and asked in a slight manner. "We came to that company, didn't we just want them to launder money for us?"

By the way, the two of them used Chinese to talk, but... Mrs. Gao's pronunciation was normal, but when Fix spoke, he felt his flesh trembling all over his body. Every time he said a word, it was like an old sheep holding his breath, for fear that he would suddenly have a heart attack in the next moment.

"But we decided to give them the highest commission at the beginning was 3%, not 30%. "Fisk continued to tremble. 30%, that's so high. I have to give him 3 million to wash 10 million. I'm almost rushing to the Federal Taxation Bureau. Even if I put my money in black, I picked up a cigarette and lit it, I would never wash it like this!
Chapter completed!