Hell's Kitchen, Wilson's villa.
As one of the strongest men in New York's underworld, although Wilson lived a disciplined life that was close to that of an ascetic monk, it was not like he did not know how to enjoy life.
The backyard was comparable to a basketball court, and there was a clear swimming pool. Even a monster like Wilson would not feel restrained when swimming in it.
But unlike the villas of ordinary rich people, Wilson's swimming pool was filled with all kinds of exercise equipment and weapons.
Although this was the safest street in Hell's Kitchen, and anyone who dared to make a move here would be chopped to death by the bosses of this street, there were no absolutes in this world.
But that was not the main point. The main point was the big fat man beside the swimming pool. He was only wearing a pair of gaudy beach pants, looking a little oily and a little silly. He was currently barbecuing meat!
That's right, the big fat man was Wilson.
99% of the people who saw Wilson at this moment would subconsciously associate him with the retarded fatty, not the King of the Underworld who set off a bloody storm in New York's underworld. But he was indeed the famous Kingpin.
What was even more surprising was that this overbearing, cold-blooded boss of Hell's Kitchen, who was famous for being tyrannical and arbitrary, actually had a helpless expression on his face.
"Alright, don't lie down. We agreed to barbecuing meat together, and now the meat is almost done. What do you want to drink?"
Facing Wilson's helpless ridicule, Nagini, who had been lying on the beach chair for a long time, yawned. He glanced at the beef on the grill and lazily swirled the milk in his cup.
"You know, other than water, I only drink milk."
Although he knew Nagini would definitely give this answer, Wilson's face could not help but reveal a strange expression. "Milk with barbecued meat?
Your taste is really strange. "
Nagini rolled his eyes and arrogantly raised his middle finger. "I like to eat like this, why do you care?"
If it was someone else?
Not to mention speaking to him in such a tone, even if he slightly displeased Wilson, he would immediately be thrown into New York's coastal area to contribute to the construction of the Golden Gate Bridge.
But it couldn't be helped. Who asked the other party to be Nagini?
Waving his hand, Wilson wiped the sweat from his forehead. His fingers, which were as thick as carrots, held the spatula and deftly flipped the barbecued meat on the grill.
"Fine, fine, fine. You can match it however you want. How well done is the barbecue?"
Over 500 days of top-notch grain-fed wagyu, each piece was filled with beautiful marble patterns, and the marinade was specially formulated by a Michelin three-star chef.
The high-density fruit charcoal that was more than ten years old provided a high-quality and stable heat source. The golden-yellow fat was roasted drop by drop under the high temperature. The splashing oil and the fruit charcoal collided with each other, making sizzling sounds. Accompanied by the burning flames, the air was filled with the unique fragrance of barbecue smoke.
The juice of a medium-well steak splashed out with a bite. The soft, tender, and juicy taste of 500 days of grain-fed beef was enough to conquer your teeth and throat in an instant.
The taste was secondary. The most amazing thing about this kind of beef was its texture. When dealing with this extremely tender beef, only by taking big bites would one not let down the 500 days of grain-fed hard work!
Accompanied by a strong charcoal smell, the corners of Najini's mouth curled up slightly as he looked at the slightly charred beef. He got up from the beach chair and poured himself a glass of milk.
"Same old rules, 70%."
Today was Nagini's third day in New York.
On the first day at Sam's house, the plane was three hours late, so Nagini could only stay at the old woman's house.
On the second day, he was going to look for Wilson. Although nominally he came to New York to deliver bear biscuits to Sam, in fact, Nagini came to New York to look for Wilson.
His relationship with Sophia was quite tense. Although His Excellency Falcone was there, she did not dare to openly target him.
But it was better to be safe than sorry.
Nagini, who had many years of experience fighting against fate, knew very well that he had to find a way out!
Coincidentally, Wilson had been investigated by the DEA some time ago. Nagini guessed that this guy was now in urgent need of a safe money laundering channel, and was there any place in the world more convenient than a movie company to launder money?
Therefore, Nagini's real purpose in coming to New York this time was to let Wilson open a film company.
As for why he did not do it himself?
The secondary reason was because Nagini did not plan to keep making movies. Making movies in the Marvel World?
He was afraid that he would lose his mind!
Nagini knew very well that he was only showing off in the years when superheroes were not rampant.
When superheroes were rampant, who would watch movies?
The main reason was that Najini couldn't be bothered with scheming and scheming.
Unfortunately, because he accidentally got carried away, Nagini was dragged by two female demons to go shopping from eight in the morning to nine in the evening. Nagini, who was physically and mentally exhausted, as if he had been hollowed out, instantly lost interest in looking for Wilson.
On the third day, Nagini thought that he would be free today, but he did not expect that the two female demons would not let him go.
The main reason was that Miss Potts was angry. Miss Potts, who was unhappy because of Tony yesterday, decided to go shopping to vent.
Nagini was then dragged to work as a laborer for half a day. Fortunately, the two female demons let him go in the afternoon.
Even so, Nagini was still lying on the beach chair when he arrived at Wilson's house. He did not want to move at all.
After sleeping groggily for half a day, Nagini barely managed to perk up his spirits when Wilson's barbecue was ready.
However, just as Nagini was about to gorge himself to replenish his strength, an untimely voice sounded from outside the courtyard. "Wilson?
I didn't expect you to like this. "
Outside the courtyard, on the street, there was a black Ferrari parked next to a man in his fifties.
He was wearing an unknown brand of black suit, but it was obvious at a glance that it was custom-made. He was close to 1.9 meters tall, and unlike Wilson's sturdiness, the man in front of him was the skinny type.
He had a large skeleton, and his wrinkled palms looked like eagle claws.
But the most impressive thing about him was his eyes.
Gloomy, greedy, cold, and somewhat cruel, he gave off the feeling of a hungry old vulture!
Nagini frowned slightly. He smelled a familiar and disgusting smell on him!
Logically speaking, people who could make Nagini disgusted usually did not live to see the next morning.
And most importantly, he had no impression of this person in front of him, which made him frown slightly.
At the same time, Wilson subconsciously frowned as soon as the other party finished speaking.
At this moment, he was like a lion that was about to enjoy its lunch but was disturbed by a vulture. A hint of displeasure flashed in his eyes. "Eden, what are you doing here?"
The current New York underworld had not yet been unified. The various overlords fought each other, but they maintained a certain balance. Wilson was an overlord who had risen in recent years. Although he had not ascended to the throne yet, he was one of the top existences in New York's underworld.
And this Eden in front of him, the other party's Savage Club was also one of the first-rate forces in New York.
Where there were people, there was the underworld. Where there was the underworld, there was conflict.
Eden did not like Wilson for many reasons, but there were two main reasons:
On the one hand, it was because of jealousy. Eden became famous at a young age, and his father was one of the most powerful big shots in New York. He had been grooming Eden as his successor since he was young.
He began to take over the family business when he was in his teens. After working hard for more than 40 years, Eden raised the family to its current position. But Wilson, who started from scratch, only took ten years!
Comparisons were odious.
Moreover, Eden's scope was small to begin with.
On the other hand, it was because the two sides had accumulated grievances for a long time, and there was a conflict of interests.
Wilson's main business was laundry detergent, and a large part of Eden's business was laundry detergent.
In addition, Eden had only raised his family power to the first-rate level eight years ago, so compared to the other veteran first-rate forces, Eden's foundation was still relatively weak.
He urgently needed to devour Wilson's forces to raise his own power. Wilson, who had also just been promoted to the first-rate force, also needed to devour the other party to raise his own power.
Therefore, the relationship between the two sides had always been bad.
Some time ago, the trouble that Wilson said was caused by Eden.
But later, because the conflict between the two sides was more serious, it finally attracted the attention of the higher-ups in America, and both sides had to stop.
There was no other way. President Clinton would retire in a year, and countless politicians with ideas were now eyeing that position. And because of the uniqueness of New York, stability was needed here. At the same time, America also needed stability during this period.
Trouble was trouble, but at this stage, New York was not allowed to have large-scale fights.
In the face of the warning from the higher-ups, although he was unhappy, what could Eden say?
Although it was rumored that whoever could unify New York would be the biggest underground emperor of America, rumors were still rumors. Moreover, even if the rumors were true, Eden was very clear that the biggest gang in America would always be the military!
They were nothing more than a motley crew roaming in the dark.
There was no way to fight. At least for the next three years, New York had to maintain a stable situation.
On the way home, Eden passed by Wilson's house.
Through the car window, he happened to see Wilson and Nagini in the backyard, and he wanted to disgust them.
Eden adjusted his tie, sneered, and looked at Wilson with pity. "Don't worry, I don't discriminate against gays. After all, your parents are dead, and you lack love since you were young. I can understand that!"
In an instant, Wilson's expression changed!