Then?

Hearing Du Wei's calm answer, the King of Bowery Street fell into silence again.

Then shouldn't Du Wei keep complimenting himself after hearing that he was defying the authority of the judge, saying something like not being afraid of power?

Then he could use a charity-like gesture to ask Du Wei to join him in fighting against the Judge.

After all, Du Wei had invited him earlier to massacre the people of Decima Technology, which was an industry owned by the Camorra family.

Compared with his behavior of helping John, Duwei's behavior is the one who should be judged more.

So it is Du Wei who should be worried now, and it should be Du Wei who needs to find a strong backer.

Isn't this how things should turn out?

So where did the compliment go?

This Du Wei doesn't play by the rules.

Since Du Wei didn't answer, how could he naturally transition his words to asking Du Wei to work for him?

After all, Du Wei has a big killer weapon in his hands.

That killer weapon can threaten the King of Bowery, and it can also threaten the Judge.

After racking his brains for a long time, the King of Bowery Street finally decided to start the topic from another aspect:

“The judge breaks into other people’s homes without permission and makes them give up their homes.

Don't you think her behavior is outrageous?

So I am very angry now, and I want to use the fire of my anger to spread over this high table!

Just like you thought at first!

Now I am willing to give you this opportunity to follow me and fight towards the high table together!

Are you ready? Duwei!"

Listening to the King of Bowery's high-sounding reasons, Du Wei's face remained unmoved at all. While he was playing with this thing by inciting words, the King of Bowery was still homeless in the alley.

So Du Wei just calmly uttered three words:

"I reject."

The rejection of the offer immediately displeased the King of Bowery.

He couldn't think of a reason why Du Wei refused to cooperate with him.

It was obvious that when Du Wei visited last time, he meant to deal with the high table.

Now that the opportunity was placed in front of him, why didn't he accept it?

The King of Bowery on the other end of the phone frowned, not understanding the difference between this time and the last time.

Finally he asked the classic three words:

"Why?"

Hearing these three words, a smile appeared on Du Wei's lips.

The King of Bowery is simply too confident.

He always thinks that he is the one who should be followed.

Therefore, there is a sense of arrogance in his words.

Little did he know that what Du Wei wanted was not to be someone else's wage earner, but to let others become his own wage earner.

If the King of Bowery didn't understand this, they would never be able to come to terms with each other.

But it doesn't matter, the King of Bowery will understand this sooner or later.

Now...

"Because the judge is looking for you, not me, and the judge and I have no grievances.

There’s no need to cause trouble for yourself, right?”

No injustice or hatred?

The King of Bowery Street sneered, this Du Wei can really tell lies with his eyes open.

Du Wei may have forgotten what he said on the rooftop full of pigeon cages.

Fortunately, he, the King of Bowery Street, was cautious and had already prepared for this. This was also the final trump card he decided to use to persuade Duwei to join him.

The reason why he was useless at first was purely because threatening people was not a method that a king should have.

But now, facing Du Wei, who is out of luck, he can only play this trump card.

"No grievances? You are too naive.

I will be judged just for helping John, but you have destroyed an important pillar of the Camorra family.

Don't rush to deny it, all pigeons have recording devices tied to their feet.

Everything you said that day is stored in the computer.

You know what? The next day I heard some shocking news.

Desima Technology, which is well-known in the New York technology community, was slaughtered overnight.

The method was extremely cruel. All the security personnel and scientific researchers were shot to death!

Do you think this happened by coincidence?

If the judge really launches a judgment against me, my family's great cause will only suffer a few injuries.

But the computer that stores the recording may not be able to be protected.

Do you think that since the judge can trace the clues to me from a 1911 pistol left at the scene?

So after she gets this key recording, can't she find out who made it?

Besides, do you still need me to teach you the truth behind dying lips and cold teeth?

If I fall, no one will be in front to attract your attention!

You think you are safe, but in fact this is just wishful thinking on your part.

When she finds you, you will have no choice but to beg to join my force.

By then, you will understand how merciful I am now, willing to protect you, the guy who once angered the High Table.

So now is your last chance.

Or join me and contribute a small amount of strength to my fight against the forces of the High Table.

Or, just die in that dark rat's nest!"

The King of Bowery Street felt refreshed after speaking the threatening words.

Things have turned around, and now it's finally time for him to threaten Du Wei.

He could even imagine the look on Du Wei's face on the other end of the phone. He must be embarrassed and feeling very embarrassed, right?

He should be made to suffer like this, and then in the end Du Wei had to agree to his request.

After all, the so-called trump card is the trump card that makes the other party have to agree.

He had already tied Du Wei to his chariot, and now he had no choice but to have Du Wei disagree.

Although the means are a bit despicable, the king can still use some special means to win when necessary.

Only the winner has the right to write history, and the loser will only become a corpse.

Can a corpse pick up a pen and say that history is written wrong? Obviously not.

Thinking of this, the King of Bowery couldn't help but smile silently. The huge gap in his front teeth looked like a black hole waiting for someone to fall into the urn.

But the next second, the King of Bowery's smile froze on his face.

"Recording? Haha, it's the 21st century now.

Is it difficult to synthesize a recording?

To put it bluntly, so what if this recording is true?

Isn’t speech free in this country?

I said now that I wanted to assassinate the president, and the president died the next day. Was it me?

It's useless to look at what a person says, you have to look at what he does.

I believe that the discerning judge will judge based on the traces left at the scene that it was John, not me, who killed everyone in Decima Technology Company.

Besides, do you really understand me?

Think about it, can your pigeons all over the city really find me?

Your family's great cause cannot be undone. If you don't want to be judged, you must fight her to the end.

But I am different. As long as I want, I can leave New York at any time and hide in the vast sea of ​​people.
To be continued...