Wu Liuqi in Marvel

Chapter 13
"It's a real headache."

A man sitting in an office is complaining to his subordinates.

"Obviously there are enough people under him, why are there still people wanting to join us?"

"If this happens again, I won't even be able to pay for the meals of my subordinates."

"All the shops are losing money. I think we can sell some of the equipment in stock. Anyway, our people are better at fighting, and we should be able to fight others with a dagger."

"Adams! Stop manicuring your nails! Help me find a way!"

The gangster who is complaining is the biggest underworld leader in New York, Jin Bin.

The young man who was manicuring his nails was named Adams. He was only 15 years old. He was Jin Bing's personal doctor and also served as a military adviser. He was one of the few trusted subordinates of Jin Bing.

Adams said nonchalantly: "Don't be like this, boss, the leader of the previous generation just passed away, and the current dispute is only caused by the fighting between the two factions. After all, the death of the leader is too strange, and the older generation of cadres are skeptical of you. , as long as you do well enough, they will stand by your side again."

Kim was caught in the memory.

The death of the ancestor leader happened a few months ago.

The guy who was about to step into the coffin with half a foot was cut off by his own hands.

Jin Bing was born as an assassin, and he couldn't be more skilled in doing this.

The boy was by his side when he strangled the chief.

He was the physician of the previous chiefs when he became his own physician.

In fact, Jin did not mean to seek power.

Everything was planned by this 15-year-old boy.

He called Jin Bin to the house of the former chief a few months ago.

The old and frail leader lay on the bed with empty eyes.

Maybe he can no longer be called a leader, just an old man who can't even get out of bed.

He called Adams to him.

The young man stood by the bed respectfully, listening attentively.

"I say the order, and you go and answer it."

"Yes, chief."

"kill him!"

"Who did you kill?"

"Wilson Fisk."

This scene was seen by Jin Bin. At that time, his name was not Jin Bin, but Wilson Fisk.

Why did the leader kill him?
Adams held a half-inch long scalpel in his hand and kept approaching him. Jin unconsciously took a step back.

His eyes were full of killing intent, he really wanted to kill Jin Bing!
This 15-year-old boy is very strong. He is what Americans often call a genius. He not only has superb medical skills, but also has excellent physical fitness.

But not enough.

He could do it against other people, but against Jin Bin, he was still far behind.

Wilson easily grabbed his wrist and turned the slender hand 160 degrees backwards. The scalpel fell on the tiled floor.

Surprisingly, the boy didn't show a painful expression, but the murderous intent in his eyes dissipated.

In the next second, Jin He saw a harmless smile.

"Wilson, do you want to be the leader?"

The question caught him.

Kim Bing has been arrogant and full of self-awareness since he was a child.

His father is the leader of a small gang, thinking all day to be the leader of the dark world in the United States.

The old man who was daydreaming every day died on the street in a gang fight.

At that time, Wilson didn't feel so sad about the death of his old father. In his opinion, this was a world where the weak preyed on the strong, and the weak could only go to death.

He has a very deep understanding of the law of the jungle.

From then on, he wanted to create his own "Underworld Empire".

Not to inherit the last wish of the old man, but only for himself.

The chief was very kind to him.

The old man lying on the hospital bed smiled and stretched out his hand when he revealed his darknet identity.

He is good to himself.

really good.

Although he wants to build his own underworld empire, he cannot be ungrateful.

"I don't want to." Jin replied affirmatively.

Adams was in no rush.

The boy quietly put the scalpel across the leader's neck.

In the past, this old man would definitely get up from the bed and punch him hard on the face without hesitation.

What now?
He just keeps repeating.

"Kill Wilson Fisk, kill Wilson Fisk for me."

What does this prove?
The leader of the previous generation regarded Jin Bin as a threat, and wanted to get rid of him even when he was dying.

"Such a person? Is there anything worthy of your allegiance?"

"He has been like this for a long time. I have been observing you all the time. Among the leader's confidantes, there are many suitable successors, but the most suitable one is you, Wilson."

"Kill him, and you will have your own underworld empire. If you feel ashamed, then I will do it for you."

The scalpel was about to cut his throat, and Jin Bin suddenly said:
"No need, I'll do it myself."

He crushed the leader's neck, and Adams walked out of the room expressionlessly.

He was the closest person to the leader. During the period when the leader was sick, he took all the orders.

And today.

He delivered the news of the chief's death.

And, as the only notary of the will of the leader before his death, he delivered the last order issued by the leader.

Wilson Fisk has rightly become the leader of the next generation.

"Is that assassin reliable?" asked the man fiddling with a cane on the desk.

"Don't worry, it's the person introduced by Xiao Sylvie, so there must be no problem."

Jin was a little worried. That thing was related to the subsequent development of the gang, and there must be no mistakes.

"Adams, why don't you go too, I'll give you Old Brown, I must see Feng's head."

The boy reluctantly stood up from the chair.

"Understood, I will go, but I can't guarantee the head, you know, I haven't killed anyone for a long time."

"It doesn't matter. The job of killing is left to Old Brown. You only need to make suggestions. Besides, there is that assassin."

"—Tch!" Adams muttered a few words in a low voice.

"I knew that at that time, I would have replaced someone as the leader."

Kim pretended not to hear the words.

He was indeed a bit harsh on this boy, but there was no way, there were too few people under his command.

"Adams, thank you for your hard work, come back and give you a vacation."

The eyes of the boy who walked to the door lit up.

"Holiday?! Then we've made a deal! I'll give you Feng's head, and you give me a vacation! The kind that lasts for a few days!!"

The gang leader sitting at the desk smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Surely still a child?"

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