Marvel's Cultivator

Screening away irrelevant personnel, Mrs. Gao put her arms on the table and looked at Jin Bin with her fingers crossed. She pursed her lips in disappointment, shook her head, and said slowly: "Mr. Xin is not very happy with you."

"That man was never happy with anyone."

"Haha! That's right!"

Jin Bing's words seemed to make her laugh. Mrs. Gao nodded her head in agreement, but quickly withdrew her smile, and said with some seriousness: "However, I heard that Lilan is also unhappy."

The cooperation with Mrs. Gao is very important to Jin Bin, he can only guarantee; "Things are under control."

"You know, how do I know where you live, Wilson?" Mrs. Gao asked suddenly.

She looked around the room, then said slowly, "This is your best kept secret, isn't it?"

He could already hear the threat in it. Although he had prepared for it, the fact that it happened in front of him reminded Jin Bing of some things, those people he had met, although they had all disappeared from this world. !

"The king in the castle."

Mrs. Gao described it like this, she stared at Jin and asked back: "I detected it through the bones, did I conjure it under the moonlight?"

"No, the reason why I found out..."

She stared at Jin with slightly squinted eyes and said quietly: "You have become lazy, tsk tsk tsk...emotional, just like the last moment of a Russian before his death."

The weird atmosphere was suffocating, and Jin felt that a powerful hand was pinching his neck. Even though he had seen all kinds of scenes, there was an uncontrollable panic on his face.

He took a breath and explained: "Things haven't been going well recently, but I promise..."

Naturally, such an explanation cannot satisfy Mrs. Gao. Jin is very clear that no one cares about the reasons for doing things in the underworld. If something goes wrong, they will only think that you are not capable enough.

Mrs. Gao interrupted his explanation, stretched out a finger, and said quietly; "I didn't come here to pick flowers from the bushes, but out of politeness, because you respect me."

Seeing Jin Bin's stiff expression, she stood up with her hands on the table, leaned forward slightly and whispered: "Clean up your house, otherwise, I will directly deal with Xin and Lilan."

After finishing speaking, she leaned on her crutches and left her seat. After taking two steps, she seemed to remember something, then turned around and said, "Thank you for the tea."

Then he turned around and walked away slowly.

At this time, Jin Bing had already reached the verge of fury, his smiling lips were already trembling, and just as Mrs. Gao left his front foot, he took a deep breath, stood up immediately, roared and overturned the whole table, the table The tea set on the table shattered to the ground.

"what!!"

The translator outside the door hurried over to check the situation, and saw his boss standing beside the overturned table, his whole body heaving violently, like a raging black bear.

Jin, who had vented his anger, sensed the translator, and said weakly, "Get out!"

"Sir, is there anything I can..."

Before the translator finished speaking, Jin Bing roared angrily: "Go-go!!!"

Night, Hell's Kitchen, Margarita's Bar, New York

Lester, who was dressed casually, pushed the door and walked in, with a ballpoint pen in his hand. The moment he entered the door, he looked at him.

Lester followed his gaze, sat down opposite an Irishman, tapped his hand with a ballpoint pen and said, "Can you help me?"

"Whose help?" asked the Irishman, looking up.

Lester smiled and said, "The fat man with the cane is helping."

"It's okay to help, but it depends on what it is. You know, I'm not a good person." The Irishman lit a cigarette and took a puff.

"150 million."

"Who?" The Irishman looked up, interested in the deal.

Lester smiled lightly and said, "The Punisher!"

"That won't work." The Irishman immediately refused when he heard the name Punisher.

"I have to pay more!"

Lester was not surprised at all. After all, even if he was given 150 million, he probably wouldn't be willing to do it. He raised the price and said, "300 million?"

"600 million." The Irishman took a deep breath, stretched out his finger and said, although the punisher is famous in the criminal world, as long as the money is in place, they dare to give a knife even to Jesus.

Leicester was silent, and kept turning the ballpoint pen in his hand. It seemed that the Irishman's offer was too high and he was thinking hard.

The Irishman grinned, picked up the beer on the table and poured two glasses, and said, "That man will still be short of this money. I have some news. He should not be stingy to buy a few fire extinguishers."

"You know, he's impatient, deal!" Lester glanced at him, threw the ballpoint pen in his hand to him, didn't drink any wine, stood up, opened the door and left.

In a certain heroin factory, there was only the sound of electric sparks crackling, and the hanging lamps quickly lost power, and darkness instantly engulfed the entire factory.

Before the guards could react, a red figure shuttled through the darkness amidst the light shining through the dusty glass windows, and some guards were knocked down before they could react.

"Someone is invading, it's Daredevil!" The sound of the fallen guards colliding with the iron frame was like a thunderclap in the quiet night, and all the guards raised their guns one after another, searching for the intruder.

Daredevil, this name like the devil of hell, made everyone terrified. Some guards were knocked to the ground as soon as they turned on the tactical flashlights on their guns.

Da da da!Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

"He's here!" As soon as the shout sounded, countless guns fired at the place where the sparks popped out.

But it was of no use. Daredevil was ghostly in the dark, and the guard could only watch his teammates fall one by one, helpless.

At this moment, an accident happened. A guard took out a shock bomb from his waist and threw it out, then turned over and hid in a bunker.

There was a huge explosion, and the entire warehouse was instantly brightened like daylight. The extremely strong flash blinded all the guards present, but the loud sound also made Daredevil, who relied on sensory radar, feel a splitting headache. You can only hide in the bunker according to the mind map you built before.

At a critical moment, the door of the warehouse was suddenly kicked open, and a strong man with a skull T-shirt came in with a rifle and started shooting at the guards who were still in a daze.

call out!call out!call out!Every shot hit the head accurately!

The guard who had just thrown the shock bomb just wanted to check the situation when he was shot in the head by the punisher and went straight to see Jesus.

After a while, the entire warehouse became dead silent.

Daredevil soon recovered, felt the breath of the punisher and the hand extended by the other party, hesitated for a while, and finally stretched out his hand. The punisher smiled and pulled Daredevil up.

"I smell beef." Daredevil said, patting the dust off his body in fear.

"I had steak for dinner."

The Punisher said while scanning the surroundings with the tactical flashlight on his gun.

"Why are you here?" Daredevil raised his head and asked after tidying himself up. The two of them took different paths, one killed and the other didn't kill, and they hardly cooperated.

"We are allies now, aren't we?" The Punisher replied very simply, and he couldn't refute this, because the alliance was indeed reached last time.

"Want to eat supper? It was there last time." Daredevil took a deep breath, calmed his breathing, and suggested to the punisher.

"My car is outside...."

"Before that, I have to take a shower to wash off the smell of gunpowder. After all, there is still some time before the New Year."

The sound of the motorcycle engine sounded outside the door, and then gradually faded away, leaving a mess on the ground, and the siren of a police car was faintly heard in the distance.