Transforming American comics starts with a leap of faith

Chapter 52 New Friends

In a small conference room in Hell's Kitchen, Graves looked at the ... girl sitting across from him with an unhappy expression.

She seems to like blue very much, whether it is the hair braided into double ponytails, or the cloud-like pattern on her arm, and the clothes on her body, they are all very eye-catching blue.

But more striking are her eyes.

In his 40 years, Graves had never seen such a bright pink iris.

Facing his scrutinizing gaze, the girl did not evade. While chewing gum, she looked at the bearded man in front of her.

From those beautiful eyes, Graves saw teasing and provocation, which was why he was a little displeased.

The little girl was quite insolent.

How old is she?Fifteen, or sixteen?

This is our new friend?
Graves shook his head slightly as he saw the big bubbles the girl blew and smeared her mouth.

This is what a child is.

He turned his gaze to the clown sitting on his upper arm.

The head of Hell's Kitchen...hasn't woken up yet, with his head resting on the backrest, his face facing the sky, and he can even hear faint snores.

For a moment, Graves felt that the future was bleak.

Forget it, it wasn't very bright at first.

He knocked on the table, which woke the clown up. Under the sleepy gaze of the other party, he said lightly, "J, call me today... What exactly are we here for?"

"Cough...yes, we're here to discuss how to deal with Jin Bin." The clown cleared his throat and resumed his signature voice: "Have you two met?"

"That's right..."

Jin Na didn't speak, just pursed her lips and smiled.

The clown waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. If you want to fight, remember to tell me to stay away. By the way, you have taken care of Hell's Kitchen well recently, and you deserve praise."

His last compliment, of course, was Graves.

The latter pouted, feeling that the clown was laughing at himself.

"There have been five riots in the past week, but that's because they feel they can't survive, so they want to rebel... It's not my fault."

The clown smiled and said, "So I say you took care of it well."

"Okay..." Graves spread his hands and skipped the topic: "You said Jin Bin just now, and he finally couldn't help it?"

The clown nodded.

Wilson Fisk couldn't have remained ignorant of this mess, and the black tipper wasn't to be trusted.

But no matter what, the clown didn't mind showing his face at that banquet.

Grinning, the clown said to Graves: "Wednesday must be a trap, their main calculation should be there, but also beware of someone stealing the house, you have to lead someone to guard here."

Graves nodded, and suddenly realized that the previous riots were probably caused by someone probing...

Glancing at the clown, he thought to himself: Although it looks crazy, Joker is also surprisingly reliable sometimes!

Not paying attention to the strange expression on Graves, the clown looked up to the sky and sighed: "This group of politicians is only so promising, and they are scheming and plotting boringly, why don't they dare to bring the National Guard into the city and fight us openly? They are sure to win!"

Graves turned away, as if not wanting to look at him.

"What about me?" The blue-haired girl asked hastily, "I don't want to stay here with this bearded man."

The clown smiled brightly: "Of course, my girl, you want to make a big fuss with me!"

Jin Na arched her nose and smiled sweetly.

Exhaling a breath, Graves said solemnly: "I want to remind you, Joker, if Kim does come back, he will be very well prepared."

"so what?"

"I need manpower." The thug was very frank. He didn't feel embarrassed at all because of his lack of strength, but solemnly emphasized: "More, more powerful manpower."

"OK, satisfy you!"

The clown suddenly clapped his hands vigorously, and at the same time shouted loudly: "Let us welcome! A real man with a pair of iron fists hitting the world! Our new friend! Thur! Mention!"

Graves and Jinna followed his gaze, each stunned.

……

In Boston, Jin Bing still lives in that sea-view villa, and seems to be drinking afternoon tea leisurely.

But in fact, he has been far less comfortable recently.

Because he was stalked by the FBI.

This is actually a long story, but the root cause is still because of the clown.

The FBI was teamed up by the police department and S.H.I.E.L.D. After playing a trick like a monkey, the emphasis on clowns has increased a few notches.

Prior to this, because America was headed by the Elephant Party after all, some leaders of FB were also very obvious in their camp orientation, and they were actually happy to see the Donkey Party stumble at this sensitive time.

The main body that participated in the operation last time was only the Big Apple City branch on the side of the Donkey Party.

But things are different now.

Such a ridiculous failure made the FBI authorities feel ashamed, and the embarrassment was thrown to Washington, causing their abilities to be seriously questioned by those who cared.

That's right, Alexander Pierce.

The FBI can be said to hate this person so much. As a powerful politician who gave the S.H.I.E.L.D.

Seizing this opportunity, Pierce lashed out at the FBI at a high-level meeting, calling them "incompetent eaters" and "federal moths."

That brash, shameless look, as if it wasn't S.H.I.E.L.D. who plotted against their FBI!

Who can resist this?

The director of the FBI personally intervened to coordinate the relationship between the various ministries, and asked everyone to unite to solve the problem of the clown.

To sum it up in one sentence: Lost face must be brought back with your own hands.

As a result, the bureaus of the states and cities on the east coast cooperated in a rare way.

Even if it is declining day by day, the FBI is still a behemoth with eyeliners and manpower all over America. It only takes some time to find the hidden gold gang.

This time they did not give gold and have no room for bargaining. Although there was a trick of red and white faces, the meaning was clearly conveyed:
"Either agree, or go to jail, choose one."

Of course Wilson Fisk didn't want to really tear himself apart with his superiors, so he half-pushed and half-heartedly agreed.

In fact, without the FBI urging him, his patience is already close to the limit...

Even so, the feeling of being threatened still made him very uncomfortable. Although Jin Bin carried out the order of the FBI on the surface and sent someone to deliver a message to the clown...but he had his own plan behind the scenes.

Together with his new friends, fight back to Hell's Kitchen.

Although there seems to be a problem with the Mandarin, the manpower provided by the Ten Rings Gang is still very sincere. It is said that they are a group of combat elites fully equipped with Stark equipment and full of firepower.

It's just a pity, if Mandarin came in person, it must be a sure thing.

Jin Bin stood up and looked in the direction of the Big Apple City, with a sneer in his heart.

"Hell's Kitchen belongs to me after all. The emperor of the underground world will be back soon."

　Thank you for the 1000 points rewarded by the book friend Mingdong Jiumu, thank you for the 500 points rewarded by the book friend who could not release this spell, thank you for the 300 points rewarded by the book friend for the overall situation, and thank you for the 200 points rewarded by the book friend Kongchengshan Feixue, thank you Book friend Luo Xia sadly tipped 100 points.Thank you, thank you, I never expected that someone like me would give a reward.In the end, he had the cheek to beg three times.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)