I'm a spy in the film

Chapter 215 Appointment

When Bourne came to his senses, he found that Joseph was looking at him with strange eyes.

"Any questions?"

Joseph carefully checked Bourne's face and was relieved to see that he was indeed not angry.

"Are you going to be promoted? In the past, the holy light you radiated was like being burned by the scorching sun on people like us. But when I saw you yesterday, that feeling was gone. On the contrary, there was a cool and intimate feeling. I heard from the elders in my family that in this situation, those who are about to be promoted can perfectly control the dissipation of their own energy. You—"

"My situation is different, let's not talk about that for now. Have you found out what I asked you to do before?"

"it's here!"

Joseph pulled a USB drive from his pocket, plugged it into the tablet, and handed it to Bourne.

"Please take a look. These are the training instruction videos and text materials of famous martial arts schools from around the world that I have collected. They are all categorized by region, era, and influence."

"Many schools have many secrets that are not passed on. I am trying to find a way to obtain those secrets..."

Bourne interrupted him: "No need, I'll take a look at these things first, and then look for them if I need them. It can save some time."

"Now tell me about your business. What was the trouble you mentioned last time?"

"That's right, Lord Saint, this story starts with my grandfather."

Joseph's grandfather started out by buying and selling jewelry, and most of the men in the family also made this their profession.

Because of his dark constitution, Joseph was assigned to deal with underground gangs with dark bloodlines and purchase stolen goods from them.

The so-called underground gangs are gangs of people who live underground in places such as sewers, subways and air-raid shelters.

These people are often homeless vagrants, beggars, and of course dark creatures.

Currently, Joseph has two main trading partners:

One is a well-established beggar gang that has been entrenched in New York for more than a decade. Most of its members are beggars. The gang leader is called Powell, nicknamed the King of the New York Underground.

The other is a gang of hairy bears that has only emerged in recent years. They don't have many members, but they are very powerful. Their leader is called Lucian, whom Joseph has never seen. He usually works with a strong black man named Ryze Diliukos, nicknamed the Killer.

The two gangs have had many conflicts over territory and business. Powell has more people, while the Bear Gang has stronger combat effectiveness, so the two sides are evenly matched.

In the past, Joseph was able to take advantage of the conflicts between the two gangs and lower the purchase price very low. After all, they were all stolen goods and could not be seen in public.

But for some unknown reason, the two gangs have shown signs of uniting recently and sent people to ask Joseph to renegotiate the price.

In the underworld, such negotiations often rely on fists rather than power, and the most common method is to set up a ring, fight a few rounds, and determine the winner.

Several good fighters recruited by Joseph were defeated by the enemy. One of them even had his entire arm torn off by the enemy. He was the black man in Baozhilin.

"I don't believe that you can't find a decent boxer in your family!" Bourne was very suspicious whether this was another family fight. Perhaps Joseph's brothers and sisters were trying to trip him up, and it would not be good for him to get involved.

Perhaps seeing Bourne's suspicion, Joseph was terrified and quickly denied it:

"No, they are not my family members. They all look down on my business. In fact, you don't have to intervene. I have already hired a kendo master from Sakurajima at a high price. You just need to help me stand on the stage!"

"I've lived in New York for so long, but I've never seen New York's underground forces," Bourne said to himself.

In the future, when tracking down clues about dark creatures, we will inevitably have to deal with these gangsters who have sneaked into the sewers. Now is the time to get to know them better.

Of course, being confident in one's own abilities is one thing, but what really made Bourne make the decision was his current identity.

Maybe some brainless thugs would accidentally kill an FBI agent, but no gang would dare to kill an FBI supervisor in public.

"Okay, I agree. Please arrange it as soon as possible. I will be very busy in the near future. If you miss these two days, I probably won't be able to take care of you."

Joseph was filled with joy as if he were listening to holy music.

"Thank you, Lord Saint. I will notify them right away and make sure to arrange it as soon as possible!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the car phone rang.

Joseph answered the phone and said unhappily, "What's going on? Didn't I say I was receiving an important guest and asked you not to call me at this time?"

The next second, his brows furrowed, he covered the microphone, and looked at Bourne in embarrassment.

Bourne raised his eyebrows slightly.

"Why, looking for me?"

"Yes, Lord Saint, it's Powell, the head of the underground beggar gang. He specifically asked you to answer the phone. Please believe me, I have never told anyone about your existence."

Bourne remained noncommittal. You can never absolutely trust an absolute Jew!

After picking up the phone, a deep male voice came from the receiver:

"Director Bourne, it's a pleasure to speak to you. I'm Powell, the underground king of New York."

"Speak up, Mr. Powell. I'm busy!"

Powell laughed out loud on the other end of the line.

"It's been a long time since I heard someone call me Mr. Powell. The last time was twenty years ago. Mr. Bourne, let's cut to the chase. The Slaughterer and I learned that the FBI has established a new department and you are the head of this department. So we would like to invite you to enjoy a performance to increase communication between us. What do you think?"

"Time and place," Bourne said briefly.

"Right now, at the Beast Cage, we welcome you. Also, don't blame Black Claw. My men accidentally saw you getting into Black Claw's car in front of the church these two days. We didn't mean to follow you, please forgive us."

"Your men are free to go wherever they want, Mr. Powell. If you have anything to say, save it for when we meet later!"

Bourne hung up the phone, his heart in turmoil.

Sure enough, these guys were coming for him.

A newly established department in the bureau was known to others so quickly, and it was the leader of an underground gang. Did they just want to see him?

No, think about what you are responsible for, dealing with abnormal creatures and strange cases.

How many cases have been left unsolved using the excuse of supernatural beings and ghosts? Could they be behind this?

Or are these forces actually established by some dark creatures or alien races?

It doesn't matter, just go and take a look, at most you can play a game.

Of course, you still have to inform the deputy director. Report more often, whether there is anything important or not, so that you can get promoted and make a fortune sooner!

I had just sent a message to Deputy Director Lewinster when the reply arrived:

"Don't worry, the entire FBI is behind you! They won't dare to attack you unless they want to be wiped out in New York!"

With the deputy director's assurance, Bourne felt much more relieved. Only then did he notice that Joseph was still looking at him eagerly.

Haha, I don’t know what kind of calculations are hidden under the harmless smiles, but it doesn’t matter, everyone is using each other, to put it bluntly, this is just a transaction.

"Do you know where the beast's cage is?"

"The Beast Cage? It's a fight club built by the Mao Bears in the Bronx. It's divided into two floors. The upper floor is a normal training hall, and the lower floor has been hollowed out to build a fighting arena that can accommodate thousands of people. It's an important venue for the underground black circle in New York."

"Powell asked us to meet there."

"Now?" Joseph was surprised.

"Yes, now."

Joseph's face turned grim.

Damn, this guy Powell actually teamed up with that butcher, what do they want to do?

Joseph was puzzled and didn't understand why Powell contacted Bourne directly?

Is there something here that he doesn't know?

But he knew one very important point, that is, he must hold on tightly to Bourne's thick thigh!

The car quickly turned around, crossed the Brooklyn Bridge, and headed towards the Bronx.