Master of Dreams in American Manga

Kingpin had two identities, one was a well-known philanthropist in New York, and the other was an underground emperor in New York.

This person rarely appears in public.

The few photos shown showed a fat man who was obviously overweight.

In many rumors, this fat man was just Kingpin's stand-in.

In fact, his true identity has never been seen in public view.

But this is public information, and no one knows whether it is true or false.

But Kevin, who has memories of his past life, knows very well that the fat man is definitely not the real Kingpin!

The real Jin Bin is a strong man whose body has reached or even surpassed the peak of human beings.

With that greasy look, how could it be the real Jin Bin? He was obviously just a stand-in.

The most terrifying thing about Jin Bin is not how strong he is, but that no one can find his hiding place.

No one knows how many doubles he has or where he is hiding.

This is a cunning and ruthless character.

Fortunately, Kevin got the clue!

The Russian brothers are not idiots either.

They had also long suspected Jin Bin's identity.

And secretly investigated his true identity.

After giving Alice a few words, Kevin got ready, and then walked towards Kingpin's hiding place.

The night is deep.

The clouds in the sky have turned into rain and fallen on the ground.

Rain has always been the best way to erase traces.

It's a good day to kill.

Wilson Building.

The Wilson Building located in Manhattan is not a prosperous building in New York, but it is also unique.

Especially here is the company of the great philanthropist, Wilson Fisk.

But as it gets dark, the workers after a busy day have already gone home.

No one knows that every time night falls, the Wilson Building changes into a different look.

Gunmen in twos and threes sat throughout the Wilson Building.

From time to time, there are busy figures shuttled among them.

As the underground master of Hell's Kitchen, and indeed New York, 'The Kingpin' is busy.

For example, right now, on the top floor, the thin Kingpin kept talking on the phone.

On the side, the familiar Wilson Fisk in the eyes of the media was sitting on the sofa with sweat on his forehead.

"You have done too much, you should know what your mission is."

Leland Owsley was on the phone, working on paperwork.

In his spare time, he did not forget to scold the fake Wilson Fisk.

Also a stand-in, the fake Wilson Fisk didn't dare to say half-hearted.

Anyone who is really familiar with Kingpin knows that the man in front of him is the man with the most power in the New York underground besides the real Kingpin.

It can even be said that for Kingpin to have the power he has today, Leland Owsley's role accounted for at least seven levels.

On the other side, a man with a dart in his hand looked at the fake Wilson Fisk with a vague look in his eyes.

On his forehead, a target was clearly visible between his eyebrows.

After just a few glances, the fake Wilson Fisk's bloated body began to tremble.

He was obviously more afraid of this one.

Although Leland Owsley is scary, he doesn't kill easily.

And Bullseye is the real killer.

Bullseye glanced at the fake Wilson Fisk with boredom, and then said to Leland Owsley:

"When do you think those Russians will take action? I can't wait any longer."

Leland Owsley picked up the phone and took a look.

"I received news that several heads of the Clinton Police Department were asked to leave tonight, and they happened to be away."

Bullseye had a look of interest on his face.

"You mean, today is the time for those Russians to take action?"

Leland Owsley nodded, and then continued:

"We have complete intelligence about Kevin Adams. Although he has some special abilities, they are just some small tricks and will not work in the face of a large-scale attack.

I have told the Russians this information, Kevin Adams, there is no way he will survive. "

"What a pity." Bullseye's eyes moved twice, and his tongue licked the dart in his hand, as if there was blood on it.

In this way, he can suppress the desire to fight in his heart.

At this moment, an imperceptible scream came.

Leland Owsley's heart moved.

"Did you hear the sound?"

Fake Wilson Fisk quickly shook his head.

"No."

Bullseye narrowed his eyes.

"Looks like something happened."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a thud.

The lights and computer suddenly went out, and the whole room fell into darkness.

The power was cut off!

Their expressions suddenly became serious.

Downstairs, Kevin was dressed in black and had a black hat on his head.

The scalpel stabbed everyone it met with precision.

There are no innocent people in Wilson Tower at night!

He already knew this.

The defense of the building was extremely lax.

Kevin came too quickly, giving no time for the people here to prepare.

Those who know the true situation of the Wilson Building do not dare to provoke this underground emperor, and those who do not understand are even less likely to break in.

In addition, Kevin immediately cut off the power supply. In the light-tight building, Kevin felt like he was in no one's land.

After all, no one can have the same God's perspective as him with five senses, as well as physical strength and top-level combat skills that are close to the peak of human beings.

All of this constitutes his domineering behavior at the moment.

Before long, Kevin was on the top floor.

He also had dozens of lives on his hands at the same time.

"found it!"

Kevin's keen ears listened to the voices in a room, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Then, the door suddenly kicked open.

He entered the room in a flash and rushed towards the person whose heart was beating the loudest without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, one of Kevin's daggers had been inserted into the man's throat.

After doing all this, Kevin frowned and looked at the man sitting behind the desk in front of him, who seemed not to be afraid at all.

“He’s not Wilson Fisk.

Where is the real Wilson Fisk? "

Leland Owsley raised an eyebrow.

"Kevin Adams?"

Although it was dim, he could barely recognize Kevin's identity.

"He is Wilson Fisk, you should have seen him in the media." Leland Owsley said calmly.

Kevin chuckled without saying anything. The scalpel in his hand reflected the silver glow in the moonlight of the room.

Seeing Kevin seems convinced that is not the real Wilson Fisk.

Leland Owsley stood up and leaned forward slightly, showing a domineering look.

"It's interesting, I am Wilson Fisk.

I gave you peace and made your neighborhood a forbidden zone.

Now, what do you want to do! "

Leland Owsley looked at Kevin without fear.

"I gave you a chance, but this is no reason for you to be arrogant. If you dare to rush in here, you will only die!"

"You are?"

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