DC New Krypton.

Chapter 599 Waiting for him to send it back

Arnold's face was calm, and he was very angry.

The local gangsters were simply provoking his nerves. It was the first time he worked for the boss, so he didn't talk about buying expensive goods. The boss only cared about the goods, which was fine.

However, the local gangsters were causing trouble, and the five mercenary elites were not seriously injured, but the goods were robbed.

If it weren't for the fact that this is New York, the United States, Arnold would have ordered fighter jets to bomb Clinton a long time ago.

"Boss, let me lead the team there." Arnold said in a deep voice.

he knows.

Haier has already acquired seven mercenary companies, established its own security company, and invested more than 120 billion in military supplies, fighter jets, missiles, tanks, as long as they are available on the battlefield, are easy to use, and can be bought, Haier There are exclusive escort companies.

The strictly disciplined [-] mercenaries have directly destroyed a warlord in Africa and replaced him, and established a garrison, all of which work for Harle alone.

As long as ten well-equipped one-hundred-man assault teams are deployed, Arnold can guarantee that all the gangsters in Manhattan will not be able to escape.

"Are any of our people injured?" Haier asked with a slight frown.

This batch of goods is the raw material for the armor he is about to manufacture. With Hall's own existing reserve knowledge, there is no need to replace the armor as frequently as Iron Man.

One step is in place, and directly put on the nano suit, which is the minimum requirement of Haier.

It's almost time to change it later depending on the situation.

but now····

Someone stole their goods?

A little bold.

Even if you don't know that there are [-] mercenaries waiting to start working behind you, you should know that the super technology group was established by yourself.

Today, I also had a banquet with the president and many upper echelons of the United States.

How dare you tease the tiger's whiskers just like that?

The local gang has a lot of spirit.

"No, they seem to be aiming at the cargo, but the gas used is too dense, and the team escorting the cargo was recruited." Arnold said:
"It is very likely that after we bought the goods, the news was exposed."

Arnold could guess that after they bought the goods, someone on the Churchill ship must have exposed their whereabouts.

They and the others didn't cover up too much, and it was easy to find out that it was Haer who bought seven mercenary companies and merged them into one security company.

Perhaps the journey from getting the goods back to New York has been traced, and then shot in Manhattan.

When the soldiers of the escort company cannot enter New York on a large scale and can only send a few people to deliver the goods, aim at this time to take action.

$70 billion worth of cargo is worth their madness.

"Natasha, check, who are the gangsters in Manha?" Hall unceremoniously gave a task that had nothing to do with the secretary.

When Natasha heard the order, she subconsciously wanted to look through the information in the mobilization bureau, and she woke up with the first keystroke.

I'm just a secretary.

Tell me to check the gang?
This is not reasonable.

"Boss, I'm just a secretary, and I don't know gangsters." Natasha said professionally, "Should I call the Clinton Police Department?"

Natasha is really not familiar with gangsters in this small local area.

"Can you find out? Are you so useless?" Hall looked at Natasha questioningly, "I don't keep useless people here."

Natasha choked for a moment. In order to keep the job, her face hesitated, showing the mentality of a secretary who was embarrassed by the boss but could not resign casually because the salary was too high. She said in a embarrassed way: "I have a friend who lives In Clinton, I can call and ask."

With Haier's nod, Natasha quickly took out her mobile phone, pretended to be chatting on the phone, asked about the gang situation in Manhattan, and got detailed information.

"Wilson Grant Fisk, the gangster in Manhattan is called Jin Bin. There is only one gangster in Manhattan. He is the emperor of the gangster in Manhattan." Natasha said in detail:
"His superficial identity is a Far Eastern spice merchant. Is it okay? Boss, can I stay?"

"Okay, be prepared in the future, I hope the question can be answered immediately." Haier nodded, expressing his satisfaction with the secretary.

"Okay Boss, I will pay attention in the future." Natasha replied with a serious face and helplessness in her heart.

She always felt that she was being slapped, and there was a kind of information in the bureau that would be asked by Haier again.

"BOSS." Arnold said in a deep voice. It's hard to do without a target, but now there is only one gangster in Manhattan, and he doesn't need ten well-equipped assault teams. As long as ten people are needed, he promises to kill Manhattan, the underworld emperor. It was half dead, and it was brought to Harrier.

"No. Arnold, we have entered a civilized society from a wild battlefield, so we don't need to be so rude." Haier smiled, and didn't take it seriously anymore.

Now he is a great philanthropist that everyone is optimistic about, a great man who reformed the medical system, and a figure who affects the interests of the upper class in the United States.

It's not that any gangster in Manhattan can touch himself.

If you really want to deal with the gangsters in Manhattan, as long as you reveal a little information, the politicians and the police will do things.

Hall doesn't need to care about it at all.

Perhaps this Jin is not the emperor of the underworld, frightening and cruel, but he is a black man after all, a person from the underground world.

Attached to the United States, how can the gangsters under the big city of New York climb up and deal with people who even the United States treats preferentially?

"BOSS, but..." Arnold didn't understand, but he felt a little guilty in his heart, and still wanted the boss to send him to solve this matter.

Taking so much money from the boss, messing up the first thing, and the boss still doesn't blame anyone, damn it, it makes him a little uneasy.

If you don't do anything, you will feel sorry for the salary.

"You don't need to do anything, just wait for him to send it back." Haier said flatly, and saw the Stark Group building through the window.

Arnold fell silent and continued with his guard work.

Natasha was a little surprised what they were talking about, which could be worth 70 billion US dollars.

With this amount, what can be bought and carried by the five-person team is definitely not very large, and it may even be a few suitcases.

can be what?
"Boss, there is the Stark Group building over there. Our super technology building is diagonally opposite to him. The white one is the same height as the Stark Group building."

Natasha looked at half of Hall's face looking out of the window, and said, "It's just that Tony Stark became Iron Man in steel armor recently, and he raised the lightning rod of his building a little higher, so Stark Tower is taller than ours. It's a few meters taller."

As soon as Natasha's words fell, a figure in the night sky sprayed air with both hands and feet, made a smooth turn in the night sky, and entered from the tarmac above the Stark Tower.

(End of this chapter)