Start in America, and receive three assassins every day.

"Sorry, this might be a bit troublesome," Weston said tactfully. Even though the other party was aggressive, he still needed to follow the rules of the mainland hotel.

Upon hearing this, Tian Gang smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, we know the rules. You should recognize this one, right?"

As he spoke, Tian Meng behind him took out a gold coin from his pocket and casually tossed it out.

Weston reached out and caught the coins. When he saw that these people actually possessed gold coins, his expression shifted. It seemed that these people were not unaware of the Mainland Hotel and knew that gold coins could get the Mainland Hotel to do something.

Meeting with the hotel manager clearly fits the bill perfectly.

"Is it okay now?" Tian Gang said.

Weston put the gold coin into his pocket and said with a smile, "Please follow me, everyone."

Afterwards, Tian Gang and the others followed Weston and took the elevator to the manager's office.

Before long, the group arrived at the office door. Weston opened the door and then turned to signal Tian Gang and the others to go in.

Seeing this, Tian Gang led his assassins into the house.

After everyone had gone inside, Weston followed, then closed the door to prevent outsiders from observing.

Upon arriving at the office, Tian Gang immediately noticed the figure sitting in the office chair in front of him. It was a man who looked to be in his forties, with some gray hair at his temples, who was looking at them with a seemingly calm smile.

It was Mousse, the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York!

"Weston has already told me about your situation. You actually used such a precious currency as gold coins to see me. So, what is it?" Mousse said.

Although Mousse appeared calm, his heart was pounding, after all, he had heard that the people who caused trouble at his hotel were also Hydra!

During this period, they even wiped out three of the five major families. It is truly unbelievable that they have not been caught despite their brutality!

Tian Gang slowly stepped forward, his gaze fixed on Xiang Musi's hand under the table. Using his sonic positioning ability, he could clearly detect that a revolver was hidden there.

"Mr. Mousse, I think you don't need to be so nervous. The pistol under your table is useless against us," Tian Gang said in a light tone.

Upon hearing this, Mousse's pupils contracted.

He hadn't expected these people to see through his disguise so easily, so he slowly placed his hands on the table, waiting for their reply.

"I know you have the ability to contact the other seat holders in the High Table and tell them that now that the five major families have been destroyed, our underground power in New York is the greatest, and his seat will naturally be inherited by us."

"I'd like to know their attitude."

Upon hearing this, Weston thought to himself, "Just as I thought."

Mousse frowned, looking hesitant. "This... this is not something I can decide. The seats in the High Table are decided by the elders. However, I can let you meet the people in charge of the other seats."

"Okay." Tian Gang nodded.

Upon hearing this, Mousse slowly stood up, then opened a dark room with a series of actions, leading everyone inside. The room was very large, and there was a huge screen right in front of them.

Mousse skillfully walked to the screen, pressed a button, and began to wait.

"This is the emergency contact channel, only available in mainland hotels in major cities. This is also where Carlo Gambino and his team negotiated before. Now..."

Mousse didn't say anything after that, but the meaning was self-evident.

I waited for a few minutes.

Figures began to appear on the screen one after another. These people did not have faces; only their figures could be seen.

"Fuck! What the hell? Carlo Gambino is dead, yet he can still send communication signals!" a gruff voice rang out.

"Baka! You're just playing tricks!"

Upon hearing this, Mousse quickly spoke up, "Everyone, I am Mousse, the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York."

"Mousse, why did you press the emergency communication button? You don't have this authority until someone inherits Carlo's seat." A cool voice came through, with a slight London accent.

"Lady Mia, the situation is a bit complicated. I have some friends who would like to have a talk with you."

Upon hearing this, the dozen or so people on the other side of the screen all looked puzzled, wondering what Mu Si meant.

"Hello, let me introduce myself. I am Tiangang from Hydra." Tiangang paused for a moment before speaking again, "I'm here to tell you that Hydra is taking Carlo's seat."

There was a long silence on the other end of the screen, clearly as they were processing Tian Gang's bold statement.

The first to speak was the ruler of the Sakura Kingdom.

"You little punk, never even heard of you, and you think you can just take any seat you want? Do you even want to eat it?!"

Tian Gang's eyes darkened.

"Hydra, I think I've heard of it. They took care of three of the five great families. Maybe Carlo's death is indirectly related to them," one person said.

"Tch! Carlo and his ilk only got their seats in New York because of five families. What's so great about getting rid of these people? Hydra? I can take care of them with a few assassins!" The ruler of Japan continued to ramble on.

Chen An saw this scene through the shared perspective and made a mental note of this person. He was determined not to let him know who this was, otherwise he would definitely send assassins to the Sakura Kingdom to treat him well.

The others were almost entirely in disagreement and disdain. After all, it was assumed that someone no one had ever heard of before was drunk and wanted to take the seat of power at the High Table.

"Mousse, is this the purpose of your call for this meeting? If so, I think there's no need for us to continue. We don't need to contact each other again until Carlo's position is confirmed."

They were somewhat dissatisfied, thinking it was something serious, but it turned out to be just a madman talking to himself.

Mousse was also in a dilemma.

Suddenly, all the sound on the screen stopped abruptly, a process that lasted for four or five minutes. Just when Mu Si thought that all of them had hung up, an angry shout came from the screen.

"Baka! What were the elders thinking? They actually let this random person who just popped up inherit Carlo's position!" After saying that, the leader of the Sakura Kingdom lost contact with the channel.

"Mousse, the elder just sent a messenger to call us. This Tiangang has passed his selection process and has officially become the head of the Continental Hotel in New York, advancing to one of the twelve seats on the High Table!"

"Shit! This is a nightmare!"

"Sigh, it seems the elder knew about this beforehand. No wonder you were so confident that you were able to see the elder!" The cold, aloof woman's voice came again, her tone filled with shock and disbelief compared to before.

Mousse was also stunned.

From their words, he could roughly understand that the elder had just given instructions, personally designating the Heavenly General in front of him to succeed Carlo.

This made him curious about the other person's identity, to be able to enjoy such preferential treatment!