I'm building Gundams in America

Upon hearing Wayne's voice, Nikola's eyes narrowed, sensing an aura completely different from before.

But then he burst into laughter and said:

"Bruce Wayne, young man, I'm Uncle Nicholas. Back when you married Sophia, you were just a greenhorn. I never imagined you'd grow up to be this big..."

"I remember when you helped me dispose of some dead fish and handed me that chainsaw, I was so scared I peed my pants."

"Now you've actually managed to get Remy and the others to come back naked. I have to say, Wayne, you've given me a pleasant surprise."

"You have truly impressed me..."

Nikolai still remembers those scenes.

He forced Wayne and Sophia into a sham marriage in order to secure a legal status for his daughter.

In an effort to intimidate Wayne, he even took Wayne to dispose of the body.

It terrified Wayne so much that he wet his pants and had nightmares for days.

This is also the Russians' usual practice.

Simple and straightforward, but directly effective.

As for whether there will be any long-term side effects?

Russians can't see that far.

Nikola is bringing this up again to remind the other party that no matter what they've become, deep down they're still the same Wayne who wets his pants, so don't try anything funny.

To Nikolai's surprise, there was silence on the other end of the phone after he finished speaking.

There was no response from the other party.

Nikolai frowned slightly. This was the kind of situation he hated most, especially during negotiations, where the other side never revealed their intentions and was as unpredictable as a damned Chinese.

He immediately stopped smiling and slowly said:

"Wayne, my lad, we need to have a serious, in-depth talk to avoid war."

"You should understand the power of the Russian mafia. If we really go to war, it won't do you any good."

"Do you think those street thugs you control can help you survive in gang wars? No, they'll only die with you."

"Good lad, we were once family after all. There are some misunderstandings between you and Sophia, and there's also the money you owe the Mafia. We should all have a serious talk about that..."

As he spoke, he looked at his daughter Sophia beside him and, under her surprised gaze, continued:

"My little Sofia, your ex-wife, I can see in her eyes that she still loves you. Perhaps we can still be a family, can't we? Your film career also needs some help. In a place like Hollywood, even if you don't want to eat people, you have to prevent yourself from being eaten."

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Sofia, standing to the side, couldn't help but exclaim in astonishment:

"Father?"

The father, Nikolai, suddenly became solemn, raised a finger, and made a "shh" gesture.

Like an old fisherman fishing.

"378 Jinlu Street, 10 o'clock tonight." Wayne's deep, magnetic voice came from the phone.

Nikolai and Anlie exchanged a glance, their eyes flashing with the cunning of old foxes.

Clearly, Wayne has fallen for the trap.

What the hell is this negotiation? What the hell is this family?

Who's family with you? We Russians don't negotiate!

Faced with Wayne, an uncontrollable factor, their strategy is simple: either capture him or eliminate him!

The moment the other party agreed to negotiations, everything was under the control of the Russian mafia.

"Okay, Wayne, I hope we have a pleasant conversation tonight. God bless you."

With that, Nikolai hung up the phone.

The moment he hung up the phone, a ruthless look appeared on his face. He turned to his deputy, An Lie, and said:

"An Lie, you do it. I don't trust anyone else... Take those Buryat and Yakut people we recently recruited from the battlefield and bring that Wayne back to me..."

An Lie nodded, leaned back on the sofa, lit a cigar, and grinned as he said:

"Don't worry, boss. Those veterans who came from the battlefield have really seen blood. Doing things in a place like Los Angeles is as easy as drinking water for them."

His expression then turned slightly serious, and he continued:

"However, compared to this petty thug Bruce Wayne, the real people we should be wary of are those Ukrainian bastards..."

"Since Mr. Shoigu stepped down as Minister of Defense, things have become quite difficult for the general. Those Ukrainian agents are acting like madmen, carrying out assassinations at will..."

"Although we have business on both sides, we shouldn't be complacent..."

Nikolai nodded and said:

"Of course, An Lie, with you in charge of my security, I'm confident there won't be any problems."

At this moment, Sophia finally realized that what "she still loves you" and "family" meant was just a trap set by her father for Wayne.

Hastily said:

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"Dad, Wayne is only valuable when he's alive. His movie is about to start filming, with an investment of over a hundred million dollars. He can make a lot of money for us afterwards!"

Nikolai smiled kindly, reached out and patted Sofia's head, and said:

"Sophia, my darling, don't worry, I know you're starting to like this toy again. I won't break it. It's a valuable toy, and our family needs a new path..."

An Lie, who was standing to the side, narrowed his eyes and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

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Poor street.

Wayne hung up the phone, looked at the address 378 Golden Deer Street sent by Victor on his phone, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

Hopefully, that Congressman Jason will enjoy Russian food.

Just then, the panel in front of me flashed:

Adventurer, you have initiated a side quest: Using Someone Else to Do Murder.

"Novel Website" Hand-typed Update

[Using a borrowed knife to kill: You have discerned the intentions of two groups of devils and plan to let them wear each other down while you reap the benefits. When this mission is successfully completed, you will receive an unexpected reward.]

Wayne nodded slightly and dialed another number.

The call was quickly answered, and director Josh's somewhat surprised voice came through:

"Mr. Wayne, what's the matter so late?"

Wayne said slowly:

"Of course it's for making a movie, Director Josh. I need you to bring two experienced cinematographers to the poor streets. Tonight, we'll be shooting the first scene."

"A poor street?" Josh's voice sounded very puzzled. "But the script isn't finished yet..."

Wayne said calmly:

"Josh, I think you've probably already noticed that I have a little bit of a reputation on the streets, including in the poor streets of Los Angeles."

"I know many directors want to get real, fresh, firsthand information from the streets, but due to security issues, no one has ever really done it."

"Don't you want to take a look around this world-famous slum and film some footage? Not only that, I have some other plans for tonight that you might be interested in..."

Shooting firsthand footage in the slums?

Josh on the other end of the phone was instantly smitten.

Today, after Wayne left, he used Musk's K tool to thoroughly investigate Wayne.

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Josh was deeply shocked after seeing the pieced-together information.

Especially after seeing the church sermons and the rumors about the so-called Saints Gang, he gained a completely new understanding of Wayne.

Including the recent video circulating online, the so-called "Saint Wayne vs. the knife-wielding homeless man," the personal fighting skills displayed by the other party are just like something out of a movie.

Upon hearing Wayne's words, he had no doubt about Wayne's ability to ensure his safety on the streets.

This kind of footage is something that ordinary people simply cannot capture.

Even those so-called street documentaries are nothing more than fleeting glimpses.

Moreover, what Wayne said makes a lot of sense, and it could indeed be used as material for the movie "Saints Save America".

After only a few seconds of hesitation, Josh immediately agreed:

"Yes, Mr. Wayne, I'll take my men there right away!"

Your fame spreads throughout the Demon Realm dungeons, reputation increased by 7400200.

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