But Liz and Keith actually didn't feel anything at all. It could even be said that this made them more interested. After all, novices who were just starting out didn't have much respect.
"Oh! Then it will be him in our first battle! Wait until we catch Kingpin! Then we will become famous!" Keith raised the half-eaten pizza and cheered loudly. Liz also cheered.
Nodding fiercely: "By then, we will definitely be more famous than Spider-Man!"
"Spider-Man?" Case tilted his head and reprimanded Liz for her little scheme: "Who is he? Our goal is to catch up with Batman!!! Spider-Man is just a little bug in Brooklyn! We must be the best
of!!!"
Liz was also inspired by Keith's words.
"That's right! We want to be the best!!"
Seeing the two ignorant and fearless girls screaming and screaming, Molotov sighed.
"Okay, okay! Don't sigh! We have a plan! So, please give me the explosives!" Keith saw Molotov sighing there, grabbed his neck, laughed and asked him to get the explosives.
.
"Just give me money." Molotov didn't have much to say about this. It was a sewer rule. If you have money, you can do anything.
"No, no, no! I don't want the garbage on the market! I want Azidoazide
azide!”
Molotov's eyes widened and he said with a confused expression: "What are you talking about?"
"Hey, Molotov, don't pretend. I know you can do it!" Case didn't believe Molotov: "I know you have something to do with those chemists! So, help me!"
Chem Guy, another kind of sewer dweller.
But unlike those sewer residents who have nowhere to go, they just work in the sewers. Many people always think that drugs in New York come from outside, but this is not actually the case. Generally speaking, drugs on the streets
It is true that most of them come from South America, Mexico and other places, but they are just bulk goods, while the real high-quality products are produced in professional laboratories.
This kind of goods is safer than those imported goods. After all, those drugs that are smuggled in on a large scale have gone through many hands. Most of the drugs from the place of origin are very pure and can kill people if they are smoked directly.
If the product is sold, the profit of the middlemen will be much less, so the middlemen will make adjustments and blends to reduce the purity and increase the weight. Generally speaking, one kilogram of goods coming over there will be mixed into two kilograms for sale.
, and middlemen, for the sake of profit, God knows what they will add to it. Those with a sense of conscience will add protein powder or other harmless things to it. If they are more ruthless, they will directly add wall dust to it!
These products are targeted at the broadest group of people, drug addicts who don't have much money.
People above the middle class have more money and are more aware of the harms of drug abuse, so they will choose safer and cleaner goods.
As a result, some "chemists" who specialized in high-end business were born.
Think of them as New York's 'Breaking Bad'.
These people will manufacture high-end drugs in their own laboratories, including but not limited to various hallucinogens, cocaine, heroin, etc.
But setting up a laboratory above ground would be too dangerous.
So a genius came up with the idea of setting up a laboratory underground. It was a good place, and chemical reagents could be discharged at will without fear of being discovered. Even poisoning people would be fine! No one else could see it anyway. Moreover, it was a secret place and the environment was complicated. As long as you were familiar with it in advance
The terrain, no matter who comes, don't even think about arresting anyone.
In this way, Sewer Chem Guy was born.
Moreover, it has formed a complete ecology with the sewer residents.
The materials needed by the chemist can be purchased through the sewer residents, and their finished products can also be transported through the sewer scene.
In this way, their risks are minimized.
As a result, many chemical laboratories have appeared in the sewers of New York. And the business of these experiments is no longer just about drugs. Let's put it this way, all chemicals that are not available on the market can be found in these laboratories.
It can be purchased and even forms a complete industrial chain.
And the Azidoazide mentioned above
Azide is a new type of nitrogen-type explosive that was developed by the research team of German chemist Thomas Klapke in 2011. This type of explosive has not yet been subjected to practical experiments and is only used in some laboratories.
Because this thing is extremely dangerous, not only is its structure extremely unstable, but it is also extremely powerful! Even in trace amounts, it has damaged expensive analytical equipment in many testing situations. This is why this explosive has not been put into use.
But just like that, those chemists still got it out.
Of course... those labs soon regretted it.
Because... the market for this thing is very small, because no one knows how to use it. If it doesn't work, it will make you burp. So those chemists are now looking for buyers everywhere and plan to dispose of it at a low price.
"Kes...that thing is not fun." Molotov is the most successful broker in the sewers, so he naturally knows that there is such a batch of goods. But he also knows that this thing...it is not easy to get rid of. It really needs to be easy to get rid of.
, has long since been bought.
"Don't worry, I have a solution! Don't be afraid!" Keith said confidently.
"real?"
"Am I kidding myself with my life?"
…
Molotov was very efficient and got the things in only half a day.
Looking at the three rows of refrigerated boxes, Keith was very happy and threw out a backpack. Molotov didn't count and accepted it directly. He didn't make much from this business, which was just errand money.
He even wanted to know how Case dealt with these things.
Because this is money too!
As long as Case can really handle these explosives, he will have one more business to do in the future.
But the next operation made Molotov know that half of his ideas were shattered, because there was no way to copy Case's method.
To put it bluntly, Kes is using Chitauri technology.
There is no way to copy this thing. Why is it said to be half, because he can buy the finished product from Case and then sell it!
Seeing Case packing the explosives into small boxes the size of matchboxes, with a circuit board on top, Liz wanted to help, but Case refused.
The threshold for this thing is still very high. If they shake their hands casually, all three of them will be dead. But Molotov was recruited by Keith to work as a free labor.
If you are not someone who plays with this thing for a long time, it is better to touch it less.
"alright!!!"
When Liz was about to fall asleep, Keith finally announced that it was done.
Looking at a pile of small boxes, Liz asked curiously: "What are you going to do?"
There are hundreds of them!
I don’t know how Case did it.
Just looking at it made Liz dizzy.
"Hey, I heard something a few days ago, so I came up with this idea."
"What's the matter?" Liz especially liked Keith's stories because she had never heard them before. They were very interesting.
"There once was a killer organization."
"A killer organization?! Is there really such a thing?" Liz immediately asked excitedly.
She had only seen this thing on TV, but she didn't expect it to be real.
"Of course! There are quite a few more!" Keyes gave an affirmative answer: "Molotov knows a lot, right?"
"There are quite a few." Molotov nodded. He actually also worked at the high table. Well... maybe Molotov was easy to get around, but I don't know what this guy thinks.
If he wanted to stay in the sewers, in fact, according to this guy's net worth, he could have walked out of the sewers long ago and lived happily. Only those policemen thought Molotov was a homeless man, but in fact, this guy was much richer than those policemen.
"Then if I want to kill someone, can I just come to you directly?"
Molotov nodded: "As long as you pay, I can find a killer willing to take the order. The credibility is absolutely guaranteed!"
Since the Continental Hotel in New York was overturned by Kai Gan, there was a huge vacancy in High Table's business in New York. However, the market would not wait for High Table to recover, so this part of the market was quickly occupied, and High Table during this period
A small incident also occurred. They were defeated by a handsome retired killer named John Wick. Although the two sides finally decided to cease the war, the New York market was still robbed.
The key is that it is not a big force that steals the market, but many killer organizations. Gao Tai is not afraid of going to war with others. After all, there are only a few killers who can become as powerful as John Wick. But if it is a group of killer organizations... Gao Tai
The table needs to be considered.
After all, they can't offend a group of people.
The current killer market in New York can be said to be a mess with a hundred flowers blooming and a hundred schools of thought contending.
In the past, the market price was one hundred thousand dollars per order, so Ai Lai Lai. The price of the high table is this. If you don't want to, just go to those who run the order. Don't feel aggrieved if you are cheated.
What now?
An order of US$20,000, credibility guaranteed.
"Then... how much does it cost to kill Kingpin?" Liz suddenly thought.
Molotov glanced sideways at Liz.
He held out a finger.
"One million?" Liz thought it was a bit expensive.
She had no idea what the Kingpin represented.
"Add three more zeros!"
"100000000????"
Molotov almost choked to death: "Aren't you from Zhongcheng High School? Are you so bad at math? It's one billion!!!"
Now it was Liz's turn to choke.
But this girl's brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people. She thought that since the Kingpin is so expensive.
"You guys think, should we go to those killer organizations to take orders? Anyway, we have to deal with him, why not make some money on the way?"
Damn it!
Molotov was shocked.
This girl really dares to think!
The key is...this thing...it makes sense!
"That's right! Why didn't I think of that?" Case slapped his thigh.
She was still thinking before that if she became a superhero, she would no longer be able to make side profits. After all, superheroes sell arms and so on... It always felt a bit out of character.
But now...this is definitely a way to make money!
She had never thought that a superhero would take orders from a killer organization... wouldn't he lose his temper?
But currently, none of the three people have paid attention to this issue.
Liz didn't expect that.
Case didn't care.
Molotov...he is a broker! There is a commission for taking orders! He is so opposed to it!
"Then quickly ask if there is any order from Jin Bin."
"No need to ask, no." Molotov knew this business well, and he knew all the high-value targets.
"Why? Isn't he a gang boss? Why doesn't anyone want to kill him?"
Case is absolutely impossible.
"Tsk...who knows who Kingpin is? How to kill him? How to confirm that he is killed?" Molotov said angrily.
This is the biggest problem. Most of the people who know Jin Bing are his partners. Even the enemies are big shots. Others have people under their control. Why would Mao pay to find a killer? If Jin Bing can be killed
Solve it, they will solve it themselves.
People who don’t know Jin Bin... don’t even know him anymore. Do you know where the door of Jin Bin’s house opens?
I don’t know, just kill me!
"However, I do know the list of tombstones, and the price is not cheap."
"How many?"
"One million!" Molotov quoted.
"Ah? So cheap?"
Case was dissatisfied. That guy couldn't even blow up her fish bones, so he was only worth so much?
Molotov shrugged. The assassin's business is too complicated now. Now the client's bid is to chop directly from the ankle.
"How about... we take more orders about him? There can't be just one person who wants to kill him, right?"
"No, there are rules in the killer profession. If you accept orders from multiple companies, you will be hunted down by everyone." This is naturally impossible.
"Okay...one million is one million!" Liz said with a little regret.
Molotov looked at the two girls expressionlessly... Do you know how much one million is?
Actually look down upon a million...
"Then leave it to me." Molotov said expressionlessly: "But according to industry regulations, I have to take 20%."
"What? So dark??!!"
Case was immediately unhappy.
"Please, I'm an agent. If Tombstone knew that I was taking orders, they wouldn't bother the killer, they would only find the agent! I have to take the risk!"
The agent is not just as simple as helping the killer take orders and providing intelligence. He also needs to take many risks. It is the agent who separates the killer from the client and the target. Generally, when something goes wrong, the agent is definitely the first to suffer.
That's why the broker's commission is so high.
What they have to do and the risks they need to take are no less than the killer himself.
Liz calculated, 20%, although it was a bit too much, but... they didn't specialize in this. It would be nice to make some money.
Besides, they don’t have to pay taxes!
Calculating according to federal tax laws, getting 800,000 yuan from one million is definitely a profit!
"By the way, you haven't said what you are going to do yet!"
Liz finally got down to business.
"Hey, I heard Molotov say that there was once a rookie killer who killed an entire killer organization with rats."
"mouse?"
"Yes! We tie the bomb to the mouse, drive the mouse to the tombstone's lair, and then...boom!"
"But we still have to look for the tombstone to ask about Kingpin!"
"It doesn't matter. That guy won't be blown to death that easily. At most, he'll be blown up half to death."
