Four Seasons Hotel, Downtown New York.
This is one of the highest-level hotels in New York City. It is famous for its romance and you can enjoy the most ultimate service.
The crystal chandelier inherited from the 18th century, the slightly trembling tassels on the lamp, the polished floor that can reflect people's shadows, and the low-hanging velvet blue curtains, this place exudes a luxurious atmosphere everywhere.
On the 52nd floor of the hotel, in the luxurious penthouse suite known as the most expensive in the United States, guests were toasting each other and the atmosphere was lively.
"If the speakers are fixed, let's get started quickly. Everyone is here."
The wedding host, who looked to be around 30 years old, patted the man squatting next to the speaker. The man's name was Zhou, and he said he was in charge of hotel maintenance.
"It's all done, don't worry."
Zhou patted his chest and assured with a smile that he had been lurking here for a while, and now was the time for the show to begin!
The music started and the wedding officially began.
The entire wedding was held in the form of a buffet party, with various exquisite cakes and feasts placed on both sides of the banquet, and guests attending the wedding could choose as they pleased.
Just when the atmosphere reached its climax, a dull gunshot suddenly rang out.
Panicked screams rang out one after another, and the distinguished guests fled in panic.
"Everyone, don't move. Put your hands up, squat down, and cover your head. If anyone moves, I will shoot!"
Ah Fen, holding a rifle, stood on the table and grinned.
At the same time, outside the banquet hall, Valon, wearing a dark green suit and holding a black and gold cane, walked into the hall with an elegant posture, attracting everyone's attention.
"Everyone, let me introduce myself first. My name is Valon, and I'm the boss of the Black Hand organization!"
"Don't be afraid. We're just here to make money. Money is all I want, so I hope everyone won't resist. If you cooperate, I won't kill anyone. But if anyone doesn't behave, then it's hard to say for sure!"
Valon walked onto the stage in a few steps, grabbed the microphone from the host, and with a smile on his face, he comforted the frightened people present.
"I have a list in my hand. Everyone's name is on it, so don't think of taking any shortcuts. Everyone, stand up now and remember to raise your hands above your heads."
The guests who were taken hostage raised their hands and stood up tremblingly. No one dared to say a word, let alone disobey. They only hoped that the other party would be satisfied so that they could spend the night safely.
"What happened?"
Outside the gate, a lady in a white wedding dress rushed in. This should have been her home ground tonight, but unfortunately the protagonist has changed!
"Future bride, please come up to the stage. Everyone else, please stand in your seats and don't move."
Valon hooked his fingers and spoke slowly with his cane, his tone very cheerful. He was in a very good mood since that damn archaeologist was no longer messing around.
"Stand aside, hurry up, move quickly!"
Zhou and Afen pointed guns at the hostages and drove them to a designated location. Under the pressure of the gun, no one dared to resist. Some people in the crowd could be heard sobbing in fear.
"One by one, hurry up, everyone line up, come over here, each take a plate, and then put all the valuables on the plate."
Afen walked to the food counter, picked up a white porcelain plate, and demonstrated to the friends present.
"The cash is in this ice bucket."
Zhou followed behind Afen and placed a small flag with the word "cash" written on it next to the ice bucket as a mark.
"Here's the check."
The second ice bucket was put down by Afen.
"Put the gold jewelry here."
"Put the necklace here."
"Put the ring here."
"The other gold pens and lighters are all placed in the miscellaneous area."
After all the ice buckets were lined up in a row, Afen warned with the microphone in his hand.
"Everyone, listen carefully. If anyone hides valuables and doesn't want to hand them over..."
Rasu, who was staring at the hostage, pulled the bolt of his gun!
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
The white porcelain vase on the corner of the dining table shattered.
"ah!"
Some timid women screamed in panic and subconsciously squatted with their heads in their hands. The rest of the people were also frightened. Looking at Lasu with a fierce face, they were so nervous that they were shaking all over.
"Boss, we're ready."
After waiting for everyone to line up consciously, Afen walked up to Walon and whispered.
At this moment, Wallon was standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the night view of New York in the distance, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, sipping it slowly with a relaxed expression.
Hearing Afen's words, Walon turned around and said, "Now that you are ready, let's get started."
…
Meanwhile, the New York City Police Department.
"What did you say? The Black Hand Gang is making another big move!"
"Okay, I understand. We'll be there right away."
George Stacy put down the phone and immediately called the on-duty members of the bureau and prepared to rush to the scene.
"Dad, what happened? Is there a case?"
In the office, Gwen Stacy looked at her father curiously. The school was on holiday today, and she came to deliver documents to Director George, and happened to see this scene.
"Well, something happened at the Four Seasons Hotel. The damn Black Hand Gang is causing trouble again."
Chief George answered as he put on his coat.
"In the past month, many kidnappings and jewelry robberies in New York have been linked to the Black Hand gang, and the leader of the Black Hand is this man—Wallon."
Director George opened a document on the desk. Gwen poked her head in and saw a man in a dark green suit.
"We've dispatched professionals to keep watch, and just now, the Black Hand gang broke into a wealthy wedding and robbed it. We can't let them off this time!"
"You really can't tell from the photo that he's a robber, but please be careful anyway. I'll wait for you to come back for dinner tonight, Dad."
Gwen tilted her head and looked at the photo on the table. She had seen many masked thugs, but this was the first time she had seen a gentleman robber in a suit.
"I understand, baby girl, go home and wait for me, I'll be off work soon."
George smiled and hugged Gwen goodbye, then hurried out of the office.
…
"Hurry up, hurry up, one after another, don't be reluctant to part with your jade necklace, put it down quickly."
Zhou kept urging the hostages to move faster and warned them not to cause trouble.
"Wife, money is just a thing outside of our body, give it to them quickly."
"Let him be. At least our safety is guaranteed. I'll buy it for you later."
The woman who had lost all her jewels was crying in grievance, while the man in a suit and tie beside her kept comforting her and wiping her eyes with a tissue in his hand.
"Um."
The woman nodded, and her mood seemed to have improved a lot.
But in the blink of an eye, the ice bucket containing the money was full and about to overflow.
"Boss, today is a great harvest."
"We're sure to receive a large amount of Ruby after tonight's settlement. Hehe, we can earn money and fame at the same time."
"Come to think of it, we haven't experienced this kind of happiness for many years."
Lasu and Afen surrounded Walon, their faces full of excitement.
"Hey, sir, I don't have anything on me. You can search me if you don't believe me."
At this moment, a small dispute in front of the dining table where money was collected caught Walon's attention. The central figure in the dispute was the young man who was pointed at by Zhou with a gun.
"You came to a wedding banquet of this level, and you said you don't have anything valuable on you. Do I look easy to fool?" Zhou, wearing sunglasses, said disdainfully, "I'm warning you, don't play tricks. Quickly take out the valuables on you. If you don't cooperate, be careful or I'll put a hole in your head."
"What's going on?"
Afen walked over and asked with a frown.
"The boy said he had no money."
Zhou poked the young man in front of him with the butt of his gun, causing him to stagger slightly.
"The thing is, I really don't have any, sir. If you don't believe me, just look at me."
Peter Parker took two steps back, stood firm, opened his empty pockets and looked helpless. He was just dragged here by Harry to join in the fun, just to eat and drink for free.
He really had no money, but the kidnapper in front of him seemed not to believe it.
Peter was a little confused. He looked up and met Valon's eyes on the stage.
"Sir, believe me, this place has the most sensitive automatic alarm system. The New York Police Department must have received the news and are rushing here. The hotel will be surrounded from all sides soon. I advise you to give up."
Peter was trying to persuade the other party, trying to get this boss who looked elegant and easy to talk to to let go of the people present, including himself.
"oh?"
Looking at Peter in front of him, Valon's eyes showed some interest.
"You are so brave young man. Come on stage and let me talk to you."
Valon folded his hands on his black gold cane and said with a smile, "Since you said you have no money, why don't you tell me how you got into this high-end wealthy wedding banquet?"
"It's me!" Before Peter could say anything, Harry Osborn stepped forward and said, "I brought him in. I can testify that he really has no money."
"Hmm?" Valon raised his eyebrows. "Who are you?"
"Harry Osborn."
"This name..."
Walon narrowed his eyes slightly, he always felt that he seemed to have heard this surname somewhere.
"Boss, the chairman of the Osborn Group is Norman Osborn, and he's on the invitation list for tonight's wedding."
Afen glanced at the list in his hand and reminded Walon in a low voice.
"Oh? Mr. Osborne Jr. is here, but where is the president?"
Valon realized that he had caught a big fish, and his eyes flashed as he scanned the crowd.
"No need to look for it. Only Peter and I attended the wedding reception tonight. I used my father's invitation."
Norman Osborn had no time to attend any wedding banquet. He was busy checking the scientific research projects of the Osborn Group. It was Harry who took his father's invitation and entered the wedding banquet. As for Peter, he was the extra female companion that every invitation could bring in!
"What a shame! I thought I'd get to meet your father. Believe me, we'd get along very well."
Valon looked regretful, then said to Harry with a smile.
"Now let's see what goodies this young master from the Osborne Group has on him."
As he spoke, Zhou brought the ice bucket to Harry.
"Hurry up, don't make our boss wait anxiously."
Harry's expression was a little stiff. Facing the muzzle of the gun pointed at his head by Afen, he fumbled around in his body for a long time before he took out a gold pen and threw it into the ice bucket.
"Are you kidding me? You brought a gold pen to this kind of situation. Your father must not love you!"
Valon looked incredulous, and the sarcasm in his words made Harry blush.
"It's boring. Just serve the young master some shrimp!"
Valon picked up the red wine glass, took a sip, then waved his hand and said.
"Hey!"
Zhou pulled the ice tray from the table, grabbed a fresh French blue dragon, and stuffed it into Harry's hand.
Harry glanced at Walon, then glanced at Afen who was pointing a gun at him. It was just eating blue dragon sashimi, how could this be considered a punishment?
"Humph, just eat it."
Harry pinched the shrimp head and just pulled it off, but before he could peel it, he heard Walon add a sentence.
"I'll let you eat it with the shell!"
"you!"
Harry paused what he was doing, his face flushed red, but he didn't dare to get angry.
"Didn't you hear our boss?" Ah Fen knocked Harry on the head with the butt of his gun, completely ignoring the other's angry eyes and staring at him fiercely, "Eat!"
"snort!"
Harry stuffed the blue dragon into his mouth with the shell, gritted his teeth and chewed it hard, staring at Valon, as if he wanted to remember his appearance well.
"You have a good eye, but remember to bring more valuables next time you go out."
Valon said nonchalantly.
At this moment, the roar of propellers was heard outside the window, and the searchlight shone directly into the room. George, who had finally arrived at the scene, was shouting with a loudspeaker.
"Blackhand's Valon, you are surrounded. Release the hostages immediately and surrender!"
"Surrender?"
Valon put down the red wine glass in his hand, turned around with the black and gold cane, as if walking on a red carpet surrounded by lights and applause.
"Oh, no, Chief George, I wouldn't say that if I were you. Besides, you remind me of an old acquaintance, Chief Black from District 13, the bald one!"
"You're just as boring as he is."
Valon shrugged.
"District 13?"
George frowned, thinking about the information revealed in Varon's words.
"Hey, Zhou, Lasu, and Afen, are you ready?"
Valon turned and looked at his three men.
Meanwhile, the latter had already packed up all the jewellery in the ice bucket, and all three of them were carrying huge, bulging packages.
"Boss, we can leave anytime."
Ah Fen grinned.
"very good."
Valon nodded slightly, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Director George and the night view of New York outside the window. Under the blazing white lights, he was like the most dazzling center figure on the stage!
"Not only is there no lame old man here, no annoying little brat, and no damn archaeologist, but I still have the Holy Lord!"
"Oh, I love this wonderful world!"
In a dark corner of the banquet hall, a masked black warrior slowly poked his head out. Valon smiled happily, "It's time to leave now!"
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