Still the same dining table.
It's just that the relationship between Leon and Fisk is much more relaxed than the tension when they first met…
The meeting with Fisker, as Leon said, was to return the favors of the settlers and the trainees who had been informed to him not long ago by Fisker.
But it's more than that.
To complete his plan of controlling the hands and meeting, Fisker's help is a very important part!
Under Fisk's slightly puzzled gaze, Leon spread his hands and slowly said: "I am a very simple person. How you treat me, I will treat you."
"I admit that our first meeting was not very friendly. But, Mr. Wilson, you have proved with practical actions that we can become friends."
"Friends should help each other, don't you think?"
Not knowing what medicine Leon actually sells, Fisker just pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes, that's it."
"So, in return for your last help, I have a gift here that I want to give you…"
"Oh? What is that?"
Leon smiled mysteriously, leaned forward slightly, and in a low voice, said to the fat bald man sitting opposite, "What do you think of Mrs. Gao's heroin business?"
? ! !
Such a "gift" caused Fisker's heart to shake suddenly, and the calm expression on his face also changed slightly.
A little calm and surprised, Fisk reached out and rubbed the cufflinks on his cuffs, which would help him think.
Seeing the silent Fisk, Leon did not continue to press on, but picked up the knife and fork and began to cut the steak on the plate…
Before long, after thinking about Fisk a lot, he asked:
"It seems a bit too expensive to return favor with such a gift…what else do you need me to do?"
"Talking to smart people is easy…" Putting the knife and fork in place, wiping the corners of his mouth with a napkin, Leon smiled: "Yes, I do need your help."
"What kind of help?"
"I can tell you about the location of all the heroin factories of Mrs. Gao, and then you send your men to attack these factories."
Hearing this request, Fisk couldn't help but frown, "It's that simple?"
"Definitely not! I hope you make the attack as louder as possible, and let The Hand send reinforcements for support."
"In this case, the police…"
Before Fisk finished speaking, Leon interrupted him: "I believe you can handle the police, can't you?"
As soon as the voice fell, Leon's gaze that seemed to see through everything, like a hot sun's ray, made the little Jiujiu in Fisker's heart instantly invisible!
cut!
I have already seen through your Fisk's method of buying the police!
Still pretend to me here? !
As if feeling the pressure of Leon's eyes, Fisker suffocated the refusal that had reached his throat.
He almost forgot that the young man sitting in front of him is a powerful super-Ability who can pinch himself to death at any time!
Fisk felt a little aggrieved inwardly.
However, there is no way, I can't beat and beat, I can only know the current affairs as Junjie…
"I see."
Seeing Fisk agreeing to his proposal, the corners of Leon's mouth could not help but rise slightly:
"After it's done, you will get Mrs. Gao's heroin formula and her entire business, I promise!"
For the chicken that laid the golden egg under Mrs. Gao, Leon did not have much nostalgia for it.
What he fancy is the huge resources and power of the hands and society. However, it does not include the white powder that poisons countless people!
However, it was a pity for Leon to throw away this profiteering business like this.
It is a good business to throw such a tasteless and pitiful chicken ribs to Fisker in exchange for the friendship of the New York underground king.
In the future, when you need to use Fisker, there are many more.
It is still very important to make a good relationship in advance.
What's more, with Fisk's help, his strategy of attacking the west and turning the tiger away from the mountain can also be implemented smoothly…
"So, what's the time for action?"
"Yeah…" Leon thought for a while, then said: "The night after two days!"
The news of Botu's disappearance must have made Hand and Hui's remaining three fingers vigilant.
Even if they are not willing, they will definitely consider the possibility of Leon getting their headquarters location from Botu.
In this way, in order to avoid Leon's attack, they will inevitably evacuate.
In that case, it would be even more difficult for Leon to find Mrs. Gao three more.
At that time, he, who has already revealed his address, will face an embarrassing situation of "the enemy can't be found, but the enemy can attack him at any time".
In order to grab the hand and three fingers before running away or shooting, Leon felt that he couldn't drag him anymore.
The first to be strong is the kingly way!
. . .
After the business talks, Leon also enjoyed the delicious French cuisine.
Foie gras steak, chicken in red wine, French snails…
A series of French specialties constantly enter Leon's belly.
When leaving the restaurant, Leon said goodbye to Fisker, whose favorability had increased to "harmonious", and drove home with a packed French meal contentedly.
He hasn't forgotten that there is also a kendo girl waiting to be fed at home, who is hungry, waiting for him to return home…
Not long after Leon left, Wesley wearing black-rimmed glasses and a suit and leather shoes. Quietly stood behind Fisk.
"Your Mightiness?"
"Wesley, do you think that if we win Mrs. Gao's business, will it have an impact on our career?"
I don't know what Leon and his employer have said, Wesley heard this question, he just pondered for a moment, and immediately analyzed rationally:
"Well…Although it will cause unnecessary attention from the police. However, I think it must be a good thing that has more advantages than disadvantages. It is also a very good boost to our career development."
In a country where drugs and guns are rampant, whoever can master one of the two can get a lot of money.
The arms are too conspicuous and not easy to transport. White powder is relatively secretive and more maneuverable…
At this moment, Wesley seemed to have thought of something, and asked quickly: "Your Excellency, is he ready to make a move against Hehui?"
"Yes, and it's just two days from now!"
Fisk's words were somewhat erratic: "He comes over this time, let us help him and attract attention…"
"Sir, what are you going to do?"
As if he didn't hear Wesley's question, Fisk looked at the swept empty plate on the table, and couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth:
"When the war comes, it is the smartest way to stand on the side of the victor!"