Chapter 53 Golden Union

　　On the second day of the attack on the headquarters of S.H.I.

　　That's right, it's not a contact, it's a notification.

　　However, Kim did not know the news that Alexandra had died.

　　So his notice was passed to Roger's side.

　　Roger didn't know this at first.

　　It was not until he went to the "safe house" of Shouhehui to take away the keel bones belonging to Alexandra and the Bodhisattva, that the ninja of Shouhehui told him the news.

　　At the beginning, he ignored Jin Bin's plan.

　　Although Jin Bin is New York, even the largest gang leader in the United States.

　　But Roger didn't think he needed to deal with him.

　　The previous Shouhehui might need to have a good relationship with this underworld emperor, but the times have changed.

　　In Roger's view, some of the businesses that were vital to the rival union in the past are basically things that can be given up at will.

　　However, one of Jin's later actions made him change his mind.

　　He ignored Jin Bin's first notice.

　　So Jin did not use a high-ranking attitude to notify the Shoukaihui for the second time, and he made the announcement by killing the Shoukai ninja.

　　Although Roger doesn't care much about Shouhehui, in any case, Shouhehui is now his power.

　　After being forcibly notified to meet in this way, he felt that he had to do something.

　　Manhattan.

　　Inside a high-end restaurant.

　　Roger, who was wearing a dark red suit and disguised himself as Doflamingo, sat in this restaurant without any guests, waiting for Jin Bin's arrival.

　　He has been waiting here for more than ten minutes, but Jin still hasn't come over.

　　Is this going to give me a chance?

　　Roger smiled disdainfully.

　　Then he said to the four ninjas standing behind him: "Kill the two waiters."

　　He said very casually, casually like saying that the moonlight tonight is good.

　　"Yes, Young Master!"

　　Without any hesitation, the ninja behind him came to the two waiters without saying a word. Before they had time to pull out their pistols, they chopped off their heads with a samurai sword in their hands.

　　Bright red blood ran on the floor.

　　The strong blood began to permeate the restaurant.

　　This is the restaurant of Jin Bin.

　　All the service staff in the restaurant are Jin Bin's subordinates.

　　You killed two of my men and told me to meet, then I also killed your two men to let you come over.

　　Two for two, it's fair!

　　Just as he expected, when he let the ninja with his hands kill the two waiters, the tall and stout Jin walked into the restaurant surrounded by a group of his men.

　　"You're the new finger of the hand fusion, Don Quixote Doflamingo?"

　　Like Roger, Kim Yeong also wore a neat custom suit.

　　It's just that unlike Roger's arrogant dark red, his suit is classic black.

　　"Not a new finger, but a new fist!"

　　Looking at Jin Bin's shiny bald head, Roger answered naturally.

　　Although Jin Bin had a penetrating pressure on him, Roger was no ordinary person.

　　The suppression of Jin Bin's momentum has no effect at all for him.

　　The pressure comes from the wheel...

　　amount...

　　The pressure comes from the gap between strength and power.

　　Roger is neither afraid of the strength of the Golden Union, nor the power of the Golden Union.

　　So in front of him, Jin He is not much different from a gang leader like Ronald.

　　It's nothing more than gold and can play a little bit, just a little bit more subordinates.

　　"New fist? Do you have this ability?"

　　Jin Bin's tone is not harsh,

Instead, with some ridicule.　　"If you want to know, you can give it a try?"

　　Roger did not have much experience with gangsters before.

　　But one thing he knows very well is that in the face of these guys who believe in violent methods, humility and retreat will not only not let the other party raise their hands, but will make them more comfortable.

　　Simply put, he is more fierce than you, and you are more fierce than him.

　　If he dares to do things with you, you have to dare to kill him.

　　For these gangsters, etiquette and rules are not as good as toilet paper in the toilet.

　　A big fist is the truth!

　　In fact, this is not only the case between gangs, but also between countries.

　　Caliber is justice, and range is truth!

　　The only difference is that gangs don't think about the consequences, while countries tend to think a lot.

　　But in the final analysis, whoever has the big fist is the boss.

　　"Young people are not the same, especially young people who are new to the top."

　　"Boy, do you know that, even if..."

　　Before Jin Bin finished speaking, Roger interrupted him, and said with an open gesture: "Okay, it's better to say less about the scene, I'm afraid you will be beaten in the face later."

　　"Speak straight, what do you want to do?"

　　As soon as Roger finished speaking, the men beside Jin He took out pistols and pointed their guns at him.

　　Similarly, the ninjas behind him also pulled out katana one after another, facing each other.

　　Although he pointed five or six pistols to his head, Roger didn't take it seriously.

　　After a week of training, he can already complete the hardening of the armed color domineering in an instant.

　　Although his armed look and domineering have not reached the point where he can be blocked by any attack, he is still a bit naive if he wants to harden him with a pistol.

　　"Are you really afraid of death?" Jin did not ask with a serious face.

　　"Is that what I just said didn't understand enough?"

　　When speaking, Roger turned with his right hand and turned the ring on the little finger of his left hand that originally belonged to Alexandra.

　　"Okay, then I won't talk nonsense with you."

　　"The strength of the Shouhehuihui is now greatly injured. The official people are looking for you. Your territory has either been banned by the government or swallowed by other gangs.

　　"Becoming my subordinate, I can solve your troubles and give you everything you want..."

　　Jin also spoke out his plan in a natural tone.

　　When all five fingers are present, he has a plan to subdue the hands.

　　It's just that at that time, the loss of forcibly conquering hands would be relatively large, so he didn't directly act.

　　But now it's different. No matter it's in the Baidao or the underworld, the Shouhehui will not get any help.

　　More importantly, the hand-healing club is now in its weakest state in history.

　　Four of the five fingers supporting the fusion of the hands were dead, and the remaining Alexandra did not know where he went.

　　Instead, Roger, who didn't know where he came from.

　　Jin Heng asked his men to inquire about Roger's origins, and wanted to know where he came from, and even sent someone to Japan, the birthplace of the Shouhehui.

　　As a result, no one knew where this Don Quixote Doflamingo came from.

　　The only certainty is that more than a week ago, a small gang in Brooklyn had publicized its allegiance to the Don Quixote family.

　　But the little gang has been disbanded, and the gang leader has disappeared.