Chapter 677

The big play in New York begins with a strange murder with religious significance.

On December 13, 1787, the early postman Vladimir found a middle-aged man's body flatly placed on the stone slab in front of the fountain while passing through the church square of St. Mark community in the eastern district.

The man's eyes were gouged out, his upper body was naked, and there were obvious bruises of strangulation on his neck.

There is also a line of Hebrew written in blood under his feet, which means [when the temple is built]

Saigon. The death of abif!

The murder caused a great sensation in New York. The security department locked the identity of the dead in only six hours. It was William Gyllenhaal, President of Gyllenhaal chamber of Commerce in Cardiff, UK, a world-famous millionaire and shipping tycoon.

In addition, he has another prominent status, the permanent member of the hundred business association.

A stone stirs thousands of waves.

Mercury manor convened the 23rd light Council one day later. Eleven people attended the meeting, and all the survivors came.

The atmosphere in the first meeting room was more depressing than yesterday's weird ceremony. The eleven top chaebols in the world frowned and remained silent.

The atmosphere was deadlocked for nearly half an hour. Mr. sorosenk, the only British businessman in the Council except Lorraine and the dead gillenhart, spoke hoarsely.

"I sent a clipper to Cardiff, where William's eldest son presided over the overall situation. I believe the young people will soon cheer up. Now is not a time for sadness. The top priority is secretary Hamilton's Christmas dinner..."

"Go to Cardiff from New York!" Spanish tycoon peramin snapped. "Even the express ship of maritime group will take 15 days. Even without considering other itineraries and obstacles, little gillenhart will arrive in New York in 30 days."

"The gillenhearts are out of the game. Let me say that what's more important now is his 5.8%. Whether it's our equal share or the higher price!"

Sorosenko glared: "old Spanish dog, you can't squeeze the British out at this time!"

"So what if you squeeze out!" peramin showed no weakness. "Gilenhart joined the Freemasons and hid it in yesterday's Council. He hid the key. I don't think his successor is qualified to share the cake with us. It has nothing to do with nationality."

"But he's dead!" sorosenko slapped the table heavily. "He was killed, and tortured! If he had the will to betray us, why did the mice kill him?"

"Because..."

"Because 5.8% is not enough." Lorraine suddenly broke in, his eyes drooping and his voice cold.

"5.8%... Not enough?" sorosenko's momentum vented.

Lorraine's identity is different from that of peramin.

On the one hand, the financial resources and force of Drake chamber of commerce are well deserved as the first group in the lighting Council. Even if they are also executive directors, such as Lorraine, old dukov and prenditt of the Netherlands, they are very different from other directors in terms of voice and prestige.

On the other hand, more importantly, Drake's membership in the UK is Miao honggenzheng's British Chamber of Commerce. Lorraine is sorosenko's most reliable natural ally on many issues.

He could not fight a strong and living natural ally for a weak and dead natural ally. At the moment when Lorraine expressed his position, he had lost the significance and reason to argue.

Moreover, now he is more worried about his own safety.

"5.8% is not enough, Drake. Do you think this is... Setting an example?"

"All deliberate things always have deliberate reasons. Those mice may not see the light, but there is no doubt that they can be fools who don't do what they want."

"They murdered gilenhart at this juncture, chose to restore their initiation ceremony, and left gilenhart in Pierce's wedding hall. What's the purpose?"

"First, tell us that gilenhart is a Freemason. We are not monolithic, and he is not necessarily the only one."

"Second, I tell you that Drake is not trustworthy. They can provoke me without fear or worry about our counterattack."

"Third, and most importantly, even if they feel the crisis and think that 5.8% is not enough to turn defeat into victory, they have no reason to kill a loyal member."

"No one can tell the result of setting an example. After gilenhart's death, they may not get more, but will lose 5.8% of their hands."

"There is only one reason why they murdered gilenhart. Gilenhart defected, not betraying us, but betraying them. The loss of 5.8% is a certainty. They just choose waste utilization to vent their anger."

"This is a tragedy. As companions, we deserve a moment of silence for the loss of loyalty."

Then Lorraine bowed his head. The rest also stood up, hung their heads and remained silent.

Three minutes later, dukov flashed his eyes and said, "little thing, you're not going to eat this dumb loss? What about the 5.8% of girenhart? What about the next thing?"

"Gillenhart..." Lorraine pondered for a moment. "If you don't mind, I propose that 11 families share it equally, and then let his heirs decide whether to redeem and how much to redeem. In my opinion, this is the most appropriate plan."

"As for the next thing, it's a little complicated. In short, you have to protect yourself before the banquet. I don't know how long this process will take, but we can't afford the new dead, so if you don't have the confidence of self-protection, you can move to mercury villa, you can take your family, not your guards."

"Next, New York may become lively. Some things will be advanced and some things will be delayed. Pirates are beasts of vengeance. Since someone wants to challenge our dignity, we have no room and reason to escape."

"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth. I'm the sword of the hundred business association. I'll do it."

"Do you have any comments?"

"Shouldn't there be a problem with this?" Mr. prenditt stood up, seemingly asking, but actually expressing, "I'll move to mercury garden and come alone. The chamber of Commerce has no foundation in New York. Please ask President Drake to arrange some servants for me."

"Be sure to be the host." Lorraine smiled and nodded.

Dukov also stood up, patted Lorraine's arm and laughed bravely.

"I'll move here, too. I, and the four women this time." he looked at Lorraine with a grim smile. "Little Drake, the ice and snow in Moscow breeds the world's best warrior. If you feel difficult, tell me."

"Yes."

Others also stood up one by one, with different expressions and looks.

"Agree!" "agree!" "agree!"... "Agree!"