Purple Sweet Potato Essence’s Beautiful Comic Journey

"Mr. Zemo, he...where did you find the video clip?" Kingpin finally lost his composure because this was about his most beloved son.

Jin Bin swears in his heart that if this is true, he will reward Zemo generously, and if it is false... Hehe.

Zemo still had that inscrutable expression, like the male version of "Mona Lisa's Smile". He carefully observed the changes in Jin Bing's expression. The corner of his mouth was bent, and under the flip of his right hand, the projection of Jin Bing's son Directly turned into pixels, flying away like fireflies.

Jin Bing stretched out his right hand subconsciously, trying to grab those pixels, but in the end it was just a dream.

On the face of the underworld overlord, there was a warmth and reluctance that had never been shown in more than ten years. Although this complex expression was fleeting, it was still captured by Zemo.

"Mr. Jin Bin, before answering your question, please think about three questions." Zemo said slowly, like a hunter pacing leisurely in the forest, he has a lot of patience.

"First, have you ever thought about whether the person who assassinated your son was really your gangster colleague? Or do you really think that you have avenged him?"

"Second, you have killed countless people along the way. Now that you have developed, you not only take black and white, you even cooperate with the military, but your competitors have not even managed to organize an effective resistance even once. Like a mob, it was swallowed up by you, why is that?"

"Third, without you, Jin Bin, how many people would be kings and hegemons in this huge New York state, and even the underground gangsters in the entire United States?"

Zemo asked three questions in a row, and Jin didn't take it seriously at first, until he savored the subtext of Zemo's questions.

These three questions actually express the same meaning:

It's not all due to Jin Bing getting to where he is now, but there is a deeper reason.

Jin is not a fool. Over the years, he has been vaguely feeling something. However, he is unwilling to admit his guess, let alone face the possibility that this country has an invisible government. The real leader of the government cannot be compared to the president who relies on election games to get to the top. The president is just a clown on stage to confuse other countries.

In addition to the "clown" who performs hard on the stage, the superiors also need a vicious dog to catch mice in their backyards.

Originally, Jin Bin was also a "rat", but the superiors saw his potential, so they promoted him to become a dog.

However, what the superior needs is a vicious dog, a ferocious beast that can deter all underground "rats", not a pet dog that can only act cute.

How can we bring out the ferocity of this dog?

The traditional method is to chop off the dog's tail and let it howl and lick the blood of its own severed tail.

So, Kingpin’s son, Richard Fisk, was the “dog’s tail.”

The higher-ups chopped off the "dog tail" and forged evidence to make Jin Bin feel that those "rats" did everything. Therefore, Jin Bin, who was blinded by hatred, was finally activated. Started his more than ten years of "biting mice" work.

Raising a litter of stinky rats with amazing fecundity may eat up several granaries of the superior. Although raising a vicious dog requires feeding a lot of fish and meat every day, in the long run, it is much more cost-effective than letting those rats go. ?

Jin Bing understood these truths more or less in the past, but now he is suddenly enlightened by someone, but he doesn't have any sense of enlightenment and open-mindedness. What's more, he is just powerless, dazed, and unable to erupt in any way. Emotional flames.

Ridiculous, absurd, absurd.

Climbing up the mountain of corpses, I thought I would rule the roost like a general, but in the end, I was still just a dog.

Before today, he didn't even feel the existence of the "dog leash" around his neck.

Now, he understands.

That "invisible" dog leash should be his son.

That his son was crushed into pieces by a car was probably just an illusion.

His son was secretly taken away as a precaution - if one day Kingpin's dog became disobedient, he would pull his son's "dog leash" and make him obey.

Twist the "dog tail" cut off from him into a "dog rope" and strangle it around his neck again. This kind of inhumane operation is really... poisonous enough!

Is there any more absurd and ironic black humor than this?

Jin Bin's iron tower-like body trembled slightly, and he was speechless, because at this moment, all words seemed so pale and feeble.

"Pattern." A word suddenly popped out of Zemo's mouth, and he was still calm and calm: "I feel the tragedy that happened to you. You, like me, are victims of this world. Victimized by those so-called justice, so-called rules, we lost everything!"

"You and I were once pawns on the chessboard. No matter whether we are outstanding or mediocre, we are just toys for the entertainment of the superiors. The biggest gap between us and them lies in the word "pattern"!"

"You should have investigated me, right? Mr. Kingpin." Zemo stared into Kingpin's eyes and said, "I successfully caused the Avengers to split and start a civil war. I have jumped out of my identity as a [chess piece] and am a chess piece." I have become a successful [spoiler]. Now, I want to go one step further. I want to have a bigger [pattern]. That’s why I come here to seek cooperation from you. By joining forces, we will definitely be able to make those who play chess become more powerful. Taste what it feels like to become a chess piece or even an abandoned piece!"

"..." Jin Bin was silent for a long time, sighed, and asked: "Where is my son...?"

Looking at his clenched fist, Zemo knew that the anger in his heart had overwhelmed all other emotions at the moment, so he said in a slow tone: "Mr. Jin Bin, please rest assured, your son is safe now, and you Don't forget how I escaped from that isolated island prison... I can be rescued, and so can your son, please trust our technology."

Jin Bing opened and closed his mouth a few times, but finally said nothing.

I'm sorry, what you mean by this is that someone else is holding the "dog leash" now?

It used to be some high-ranking boss, but now it's you, Zemo?

As if seeing Jin Bin's thoughts, Zemo said again: "We have already found out the exact location of your son, Mr. Jin Bin, as long as you cooperate with us and use Tony Stark as the anchor point, the superstructure Tear a huge hole, and make those guys overwhelmed, in that case, the success rate of rescuing your son will be doubled."

Kingpin lowered his head, his eyes were blocked by the shadows of the deep eye sockets, and no expression could be seen.

"What do you need me to do?"