"Boss, the NYPD has been following us too closely lately."
"I have several batches on my hands that I can't sell in any way."
"Boss, so are we."
Sitting in the main seat, Kingpin watched as several of his henchmen continued to complain to him.
While they were talking, several of them were even arguing.
"Good!"
A faint tone rang out.
The group of people in the shelter fell silent.
"This George, he's just trying to find clues, so you all keep a low profile these days."
"It doesn't matter if you earn a little less money, don't be in trouble when you get inside."
After Kingpin's words, the group sort of subsided.
But still there was one who indignantly said: "Boss, it's just the chief of police, why should we be afraid of him?".
"Big deal, I'll find someone to make it in...".
Kingpin looked at him with a cold gaze, and he instantly and obediently closed his mouth.
The others also looked at him with admiration.
Are you teaching the boss how to run a business?
"In any case, all of you should behave well during this time, if you create any problems, it will be your problems."
"Then don't blame me for not thinking about the brotherhood."
As soon as these words were uttered, the group instantly felt the temperature in the shelter drop by several degrees.
"I see, boss."
The crowd said in unison.
"That's right, boss."
"Didn't we say that today we're going to get all the rights to these hottest novels, how's the plan going?"
One of the brothers closest to Kingpin smiled with lustful eyes: "When the time comes to choose the female lead."
Speaking on this topic, the eyes of the others also brightened up.
They lived this life licking blood off a knife, and all they wanted was quick sex.
They played with all kinds of women.
So when they heard that Kingpin was going to open a movie and TV company and take over the rights to the hottest novels, they were already thinking about it.
This group of people were already thinking about a better life in the future.
Unfortunately, Kingpin's response was not what they expected.
"I miscalculated in this matter."
A miscalculation?
The crowd looked at each other, not understanding what he meant by this statement.
Kingpin looked at those present and sighed in disappointment.
It was a bunch of guys who only thought with their lower body.
"This Alex, he's probably a mutant."
"The henchmen who went to buy his copyrights were all scrapped."
One of the grumpy younger brothers immediately said: "Boss, do you want me to hire an assassin and finish him off?".
The mutant was just a mutant.
Who here didn't have the blood of one or two mutants on their hands.
These dangerous guys shouldn't exist in this world.
"George has been watching us more closely lately, so don't ...go there yet."
In the middle of the conversation, an alarm suddenly went off in the shelter, startling everyone except Kingpin.
A red alarm light came on in the corner, causing him to frown.
Immediately, he pressed a small button on the armrest of his chair, and the monitor descended from the ceiling.
All the people they had brought with them were lying on the ground.
It was completely unclear whether they were alive or dead.
It was all their carefully selected security forces.
Even if an army came, there would be absolutely no way that they would all die at the same time.
But this scene just happened in real life.
"Boss, someone's breaking in."
"What should we do now?"
Kingpin frowned, completely unaware of what was going on.
If he hadn't set up several security levels, I'm afraid the alarm wouldn't even have sounded.
The henchmen in the shelter were already starting to get a little nervous.
"What a panic, the entrance to the passage to the bunker is not known to anyone but me."
"No one will be able to find this place, let's wait and see what's going on outside first."
Several people instantly received a shot in the arm.
When they tried to get here, they walked slowly, blindfolded, with their hands on the shoulders of the previous person.
If Kingpin hadn't led them, they wouldn't have known that there was an underground shelter in this place.
However, Kingpin had a vague feeling that something was wrong.
He always trusted his instincts because he could rely on them.
It brought him back from the dead more than once, when he still had to climb to the top.
Pressing the button again, the surveillance screen immediately shifted.
The picture changed to a corridor.
The others had no idea where he was, only Kingpin knew that this was the only way to the shelter.
When the screen appeared, Kingpin's pupils slammed shut, his eyes filled with disbelief: "This can't be, how did he know this way?".
The visitor, Kingpin, already knew who it was.
Alex!
A great writer!
Most likely, this man wanted revenge.
"Boss, didn't you say that no one would be able to find this place?"
"Who the hell is this person!"
"All those people outside, did he deal with them alone?"
This noise immediately disturbed Kingpin a little, he gripped the mahogany cane tightly and shouted: "What a noise!".
Immediately there was silence.
"This shelter is built of a high-density alloy 4.5 meters thick, even a rocket hitting it will leave only a scratch."
"And what if he finds us?"
Kingpin slowly raised his fist.
"Hmm, naive."
"He wants to punch my...".
boom!!!
Before he could finish his words, there was a loud explosion behind Kingpin.
At the same time, Kingpin felt a strong and powerful current of wind blowing behind him.
It was also accompanied by a teasing voice.
"Tookie tookie, I found you!"
Instantly, sweat broke out all over Kingpin's body.
It was...
The feeling of death ...
...