New Flash Marvel Reborn

Chapter 201 The Death of Jin Bing
Everyone is no stranger to the behavior of the boss Fisk.None of the guards at the door or the bodyguards with guns around the office showed even the slightest expression of surprise.

Fisk patted his fat hands, humming: "What a pity."

In the short time he turned his head and walked towards his seat, an unexpected visitor arrived.

Sweeping like a furious storm, it broke through layers of defenses from the first floor of Fisk's golden tower-shaped building in a few seconds, and came straight to the top floor.When the bodies of the guards and bodyguards outside the door were hit hard and the sound reached Fisk's ears, the intruder was already standing on the opposite side of the table.

Fisk turned his head, and the blue figure was standing directly opposite his table, his icy gaze pierced out of his pupils, like a dagger piercing the heart.

"The Flash?" Fisk scanned around, and the bodyguards and guards around the office fell to the ground, but he didn't show a trace of panic or surprise, as if he saw an old friend coming to visit.

"Sit down?" he asked.

Brad stared coldly at the fat man over two meters tall, and said calmly, "Wilson Fisk, or should we call you Jinbin here?"

Fisk laughed strangely, and the flesh on his face was squeezed into a pile: "I welcome you as a guest, without you Avengers working hard to defend this city, there would be no empire. For protecting the equivalent of my home People of the city, I pay [-] points of respect. If you are interested, we can have dinner together."

"A few more children were kidnapped last night." Brad said coldly, "Your people did it."

Fisk spread his hands: "Oh, I sincerely apologize for what happened to these children. But unfortunately, I can't help. Have you caught those people? Did anyone mention my name?"

"You know yourself that no one dares to reveal your name."

A smug smile appeared on Fisk's fleshy face, like the taunt of a winner.

"That's right," he said. "You have no proof that I did it. You can catch me and take me to the police station, but so what? The police can't lock me up because I'm a good citizen." , did nothing."

The tone became more and more sour, and finally it was almost provocative: "You superheroes are the same. You haven't brought me down until now, because you can't find even a little bit of news that is not good for me, and there will be no such thing in the future So if you're not interested in having dinner tonight, the door is over there. I'm a magnanimous man, and I don't mind your false accusation."

As he said so arrogantly, the dead body that had just been slapped on the head with his bare hands was still lying on the ground, and it was still hot.

But so what?Jin Bing covers the sky with one hand and is omnipotent.He could have bribed a few medical examiners to change the cause of death of the poor fellow to something like "myocardial infarction."Although anyone who is not blind knows that the head of this corpse has been shot out of shape, but no one dares to say it out because the other party is Jin Bing.

But he got one thing wrong from the start.

Brad's tone seemed even colder: "Who said I need evidence?"

There was an ominous atmosphere in the air, and Fisk felt something bad intuitively.

"What did you say?" he asked.

"Let me tell you, naive crime lord. The reason you haven't been brought down until now is that you haven't attracted my attention. But now, I'm after you, so your happy life will be As of tonight."

Fisk took a step back unconsciously, and the two-meter-tall meatball-like man was so frightened by this skinny kid that his hairs stood on end.At this moment, the blue-clothed man on the opposite side suddenly seemed to be a majestic mountain, or a god of death holding a sickle high.

"what do you want?"

Fisk asked pretending to be calm.

"I don't want anything." Brad said lightly, "You say I'm protecting your city and your home, it's ridiculous. I'm just cleaning my own backyard, and what I'm doing now is Same."

Lan Ying rushed out suddenly, moving like a rabbit, rolling Fisk's body away.The two figures disappeared as if they were teleporting, and a straight blue lightning flashed vertically from the bottom to the top of the window.

The boundless sense of weightlessness hit, and the brain lost its balance.When Fisk saw clearly, he was already hanging on the edge of the top floor of the proud building.The only thing stopping gravity from crushing him to a pulp was a strong hand behind him.

Brad held this big man who might weigh three hundred catties in one hand, and stood in the position that once gave Fisk the feeling of an emperor, and now it was the edge of Fisk's life and death.

"Stop it! You lunatic! What do you want?" Fisk howled angrily, like a raging bull, but there was no place to vent.

"Believe me, I just want to make this city better!" Fisk explained desperately, "You know that too? This city is already dying, and only by completely eradicating it can it be reborn from the destruction ! I'm almost there! Think about it!"

Brad did not speak, his eyes behind the mask were still cold, and his thoughts could not be seen.

But he didn't do anything, was he persuaded?

Fisk felt relieved and continued to strike while the iron was hot: "As soon as I saw you, I knew that we must be people who can understand each other. Join me, and together we can make this city unprecedentedly beautiful."

"Thank you." Said these two words in an extremely cold voice, making Fisk even wonder if he heard it wrong.

"But forget it, I have a better way, and it's being implemented now."

Before Fisk had time to chew on the meaning of this sentence, the hand that was holding him behind him was suddenly released.

The disappearance of the only force against gravity instantly destroyed the balance, and it was sucked towards the ground like a meat ball. Fisk's miserable howl was pulled into a long sound, echoing constantly among the buildings.

"Clang!"

The plump body that stretched the black suit to the extreme fell down a hundred-story building, and ironically smashed the black SUV, Jin Bing's beloved car.Blood-soaked brains flowed out, covering the windows of the luxury car.

Wilson Fisk, King of Crime Kingpin, fell today.

The lonely blue figure standing on the top of the house looked down from a standing position, and his eyes didn't seem to be focused on the fat body.What was reflected in her pupils was the brightly lit city.

"Brad, it has been confirmed that all surveillance has been blocked and no footage has been captured." In the newsletter, Irina Hui reported.

"Understood. Thanks, Irina."

(End of this chapter)