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In the parking lot, Shasha pressed the lock button, and a beep echoed in response. Following the sound, he spotted a red Lamborghini quietly waiting for its new owner to take the wheel.
This scene piqued Elizabeth's curiosity even more. "Come on, spill it. How did you get involved with this playboy? You know he's notorious for his bad temper. I've never seen him treat anyone this well."
"I just helped him out a bit," Shasha replied, opening the driver's side door. Once Elizabeth got in, he slowly drove the brand-new car out of the parking lot.
On the road, Elizabeth couldn't shake off her unease. "You helped him a little, but why would he give you such an expensive gift?"
Shasha sighed. "Why do you need to know so much?"
"Isn't my curiosity allowed?" Elizabeth huffed lightly. "That guy is notoriously hard to deal with. He helped you out of a conflict and then gifted you a sports car—he probably doesn't treat his own women this well."
"He's got plenty of money; giving away a sports car is nothing to him. Besides, if he gets into trouble later, I’ll have to step in." Despite his generosity, Shasha didn't consider him a friend for that reason alone. What mattered more was that he was willing to take responsibility for his friends, making Shasha feel that having someone like that in his life wasn't so bad after all.
After dropping Elizabeth off at home, Shasha made a call to Tony to discuss the next steps.
"Although dealing with Justin Hammer is a bit tricky, it's not unsolvable. I just had someone look into it; it seems he met up with Obadiah. It looks like they really are teaming up as you suggested."
Upon hearing this, Shasha's eyes glinted with interest. "If you can bring down Hammer Industries, can you take over that large corporation? If you're short on funds, I can help."
Tony paused for a moment, seemingly taken aback. After a while, he whistled softly. "I didn't expect you to have such big ambitions. Since you've brought it up, I'm game. But once we succeed, you'll have to sell me some of Hammer Industries' core materials at a discount. I won't need much; how does that sound?"
"That's not an issue." After agreeing, they chatted for a bit longer before finally hanging up.
Once he set down the phone, Shasha transformed into Liquid Snake and made his way to the New York Skull Society's base.
With some time left before negotiating with Jin Bing, both factions were maintaining an uneasy peace in preparation for the talks ahead.
Tock was living exceptionally carefree these days, after all, he was one person above ten thousand. His demeanor gradually reflected the authority and presence of a superior, yet in front of Shasha, he remained respectful.
Not long after Shasha arrived at the base, Tock hurried over upon receiving the news.
Seeing Tock arrive, Shasha asked directly, "How much liquid capital do we currently have?"
"We own twenty nightclubs, sixteen bars, and some gray income. The liquid capital is currently fixed at around two billion dollars. We need five hundred million to maintain daily operations, so only one and a half billion is available," Tock reported honestly while cautiously observing Shasha's expression. Noticing her frown, he couldn't help but feel anxious. "Is there some tricky issue we are facing?"
"Nothing serious," Shasha waved her hand dismissively, contemplating the acquisition funds needed after taking down Hammer Industries. As the second-largest military industrial group in America, its estimated market value was around fifty billion. Acquiring fifty percent would require at least twenty billion, so their current funds were far from sufficient. The only opportunity lay in investing in the stock market.
Of course, there was another chance to negotiate with Jin Bing for funding. However, given Jin Bing's character, she feared he would never part with such a large sum as a bargaining chip.
After thinking for a moment, Shasha decided to prepare for both scenarios. "Tock, transfer one and a half billion into this account."
Without asking how Shasha intended to use the funds, Tock nodded in agreement and turned to leave.
Leaning back in the soft chair, Shasha pondered how to operate the funds. As an expert in stock trading, she had several methods to double her investment, which made her grateful for her money-making abilities.
Temporarily setting aside other matters, she looked forward to the day of negotiation with Jin Bing. She wanted to see if Jin Bing, one of Marvel's notorious figures, truly lived up to his reputation.
The next day at the Black Absolute Hotel, the largest venue for underground negotiations in New York was naturally booked out and no one was allowed inside.
A luxurious Rolls Royce slowly pulled up at the hotel entrance. A bodyguard stepped out from the driver's seat and opened the door, revealing a formidable and robust figure stepping down. He wore a fur coat over a well-tailored suit, his hands adorned with rings that proclaimed power. A cigar lit up in his hand surrounded him with smoke that softened his otherwise stern features.
He was Jin Bing, the underground emperor of America—a thorn in the side of countless heroes and a legendary figure in the eyes of many in the underworld.
Looking down at his watch, Jin Bing noted that there were still five minutes until the meeting time. He waved his hand, and Mary, who had arrived he didn't know when, slowly stepped forward. "Did you bring my message?"
Mary nodded. "He shouldn't be the type to be late; he probably wants to give us a show of strength."
"A show of strength?" Jin Bing scoffed, a cold smile appearing on his face. "Just a mere junior."
At that moment, a Lamborghini, luxurious enough to rival a Rolls-Royce, slowly drove up and came to a stop.
The driver's door opened, drawing everyone's attention. First, a head of golden hair caught their eyes, followed by a devilishly handsome face. As his figure emerged, he was as tall as Jin Bing. Though he lacked the exceptionally muscular build, he was fit and exuded explosive power.
"Liquid Snake," Jin Bing savored the name, gradually revealing an intrigued smile. "Liquid Snake!"
He actually dared to come alone; didn't he fear being overwhelmed and killed by this group? Mary was taken aback.
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