NOVEL NEXT Chapter 39
The other end of the phone said calmly, "Please report your ID number."
"Elder of the High Table, 9527."
After Chen Ye said his ID number, he continued to give instructions.
"I want a list of all the members of the Hand in the Big Apple, and offer a reward."
"US$50,000 for ordinary members, US$100,000 for senior members, US$500,000 for ninjas of the Hand, US$1 million for important backbones of the Hand, and US$10 million for each of the five fingers."
"A total of US$100 million."
Chen Ye never thought that the five fingers of the Hand would be killed, but just wanted to give it a try.
Those who are really capable of killing them don't care about the 10 million US dollars, and those who care about the 10 million US dollars don't have the ability to kill Madam Gao and her group.
As for the bounty, Chen Ye naturally doesn't have to pay it himself. The High Table Society gives a bounty to each elder every year, so Chen Ye doesn't feel bad about spending it.
As for why he didn't offer a bounty for other gangs, Chen Ye said there was no need. After all, these people are in Hell's Kitchen, and he can handle it if he works hard.
"We have received your request, please wait."
On the other end of the phone, the High Table Society Information Center, the administrator paused the phone at this time, and then said, "All the files of the members of the Hand in the Big Apple."
After a while, a High Table Society staff member in a secretary's uniform took out a copy of the latest files of the members of the Hand from the archives and handed it to the administrator.
The administrator took the file and opened the first few pages to see the photos of Murakami and Madam Gao's five fingers.
Then the administrator confirmed that it was correct and stamped the red seal of the High Table Society's bounty.
Then he picked up the phone and replied to Chen Ye: "The information has been recorded and will be broadcast globally later. This reward can be seen in Continental Hotels around the world."
Soon, the people on the reward were announced to various Continental Hotels, and every registered killer or force received a text message.
At this time, the killer who was drinking in the Continental Hotel heard the text message alert.
Then he took out his mobile phone, and after reading the text message, he suddenly showed joy on his face, then put down the beer in his hand and hurried out of the Continental Hotel.
The content of the text message was exactly
Reward target: Any member of the Big Apple City Hand
Total amount: 100 million US dollars
Bounty requirements: 50,000 US dollars for ordinary members, 100,000 US dollars for senior members, and 500,000 US dollars for ninjas of the Hand. . . . . .
Status: Effective immediately
Possible location of the target: Hell's Kitchen
At this moment, the mobile phone rings in the Continental Hotel are one after another, and every killer who sees the message is extremely excited, as if the US dollars are waving at them.
One hundred million US dollars and a large number of targets to hunt instantly exploded in the assassin world like a big mushroom.
Instantly, a large number of assassins began to rush to Hell's Kitchen, fearing that they would miss the feast if they were late. At this time, flights from all over the world to the Big Apple were instantly sold out.
And the local assassins in the Big Apple were already packing their equipment and setting off.
At this time, Winston, who was supervising the Hell's Kitchen Continental Hotel, naturally saw the text message and sighed: "Is our Boss finally going to show his fangs?"
Winston always thought that Chen Ye had forgotten his identity as an elder of the High Table. After all, since Chen Ye became an elder of the High Table.
He has never used or managed any of the High Table's matters and benefits. Unexpectedly, this first use was on such a large scale.
Nick Fury of S.H.I.E.L.D. also received the news immediately. Don't underestimate the intelligence of the Federation.
"Is Chen Ye sick? Will he die if he doesn't do anything for a day? Send out our agents immediately to keep an eye on the people in Hell's Kitchen."
Colson said, "We have already sent out agents."
"Then send me two more teams. I want to know clearly the actions of everyone in Hell's Kitchen." Black Egg roared.
Seeing Director Fury's anger, Coulson could only accept the order.
He muttered in a low voice, "Send a few more teams. We have sent out all the agents of SHIELD. I don't know whether this is the headquarters or Hell's Kitchen."
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"You are crazy, 100 million US dollars. Chen Ye, please withdraw this bounty and give me the 100 million US dollars. Don't talk about the bullshit Hand. I can also help you get it back from the American leader!"
"That's 100 million US dollars, you prodigal son, my money" Deadpool
After hearing Chen Ye's bounty, he cried loudly, although there was no tear in his eyes.
Vongola I beside him also nodded involuntarily. Vongola I's character did not allow him to be as pitiful as Deadpool.
But he agreed with Deadpool's words very much. If he was given 100 million US dollars, he could help Chen Ye deal with the Hand.
After all, there were still a group of people waiting to be fed behind Vongola I.
Although their family seemed to have some power, everyone had to eat, drink, defecate and urinate, and all this money was paid by the Vongola family, so in fact the Vongola family was very poor.
"Okay, okay. This money is not paid by me. Don't forget that I am the elder of the High Table, and there is a certain amount of bounty every year."
"Don't you put all the money on this election? You can go too. Anyone can make this money."
Chen Ye looked at their appearance and said with a smile.
After hearing what Chen Ye said, Deadpool immediately put down his bowl and went upstairs to change into his red tights.
Seeing that Deadpool was about to go out, Vongola I also put down his reserve, put down his bowl and chopsticks and prepared to resign with Chen Ye.
Chen Ye saw that Vongola was about to leave, and immediately stepped forward to grab him: "Don't think about running away. It's been a long time since we last met. Stay with me tonight. Let's have a good chat."
Seeing this, Vongola I couldn't leave, so he could only tell Chen Ye that he was going to make a phone call.
Chen Ye looked at Vongola I who was very excited on the phone and felt a little amused. He didn't expect that a family leader would worry about this little money.
Seeing that Vongola I had finished the call, Chen Ye also asked curiously: "A gang leader cares so much about this little money."
Hearing Chen Ye's words, Vongola I was angry and said with a little resentment.
"You make it sound so easy. We set up this self-defense force in the orphanage, and then they just walked away, leaving a mess for me to deal with."
Hearing Vongola I's complaint, Chen Ye looked embarrassed,
Then he quickly changed the subject: "Didn't I just give you money? It's all gone so quickly?"
"Expanding the territory doesn't cost money, training them doesn't cost money, and their food, drink, and defecation don't cost money?"
"We don't sell drugs, and we don't do anything illegal. How do you want us to make money!" Vongola I asked back.
Chen Ye knew he was in the wrong, so he didn't dare to say anything. He could only quietly clean up the table.
After complaining a little, Vongola I knew that Chen Ye was not to blame, and then changed the subject and asked, "Is it worth doing this? Is it worth it for this school?"
Chen Ye paused, "You and I are both experienced people. Do you think there will be a way out if Hell's Kitchen does not change? Is it going to be like this forever? Someone has to do it, so why can't it be me?"
"Besides, I don't think I have done anything. Yes, it's just a school."
Chen Ye never thought that what he is doing now is so great.
Building a school is a good thing for any place.
But it is not a good thing only in Hell's Kitchen.
It is conceivable how deep the disease of Hell's Kitchen is.
Before returning to the world of the previous life, Chen Ye always wanted to do something for his second hometown.
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The secret base of the Hand,
At this time, Mrs. Gao and Murakami were sitting on the sofa.
And Murakami's apprentice stood aside.
The faces of the three people all looked very angry.
The atmosphere at the scene was very depressing.
The three of them saw the bounty from the High Table Society, and they didn't expect that Chen Ye, a mere man, would dare to launch a full-scale war against their Hand.
Now it's not just Mrs. Gao's business, it's the business of the entire Hand.
"Call all the ninjas from other branches right now. I want to let Chen Ye, this ignorant kid, know how powerful the Hand is!"
Mrs. Gao angrily chopped her crutches and said with gritted teeth.