The Wizard of the World

Under the leadership of Sato Mikawa, Iverson came all the way to docking point No. [-], where a huge cargo ship was docked among the ships. Iverson was as small as an ant standing next to the cargo ship.

"Mr. Leblanc, I didn't expect you to come so early." Seeing a group of people standing on the walkway away from the shore, Sato Mikawa immediately walked towards one of the white people.

"I'm never late when it comes to business matters." The white man smiled: "After I sell the New York Star to you, I will go to Los Angeles to settle down. Are you ready to visit my old buddy now?"

"Mr. LeBron, I have to admit that this ship looks very charming from the outside, but I don't know what it is like inside, such as some parts..." Iverson pointed to the "New York" that LeBron said star'.

"Don't worry, every part of my boat is as good as new. If you don't believe me, you can get on the boat and have a look." LeBron said confidently.

Although this New York Star has been in service for several years, the paint and deck have not suffered much wear and tear. This is similar to what LeBron said. After a tour, Iverson nodded with satisfaction: "I'm personally very satisfied, but whether I want to buy it or not will have to wait until I bring professionals over tomorrow to check the internal machinery of the boat."

"Can't we call someone to check now?" LeBron looked a little anxious: "I plan to go to Los Angeles today."

Iverson and Sato Mikawa looked at each other and asked, "Are you anxious?"

"Yeah, I'm not that anxious. I just hope you can hurry up." LeBron quickly shook his head in denial, but anyone who saw his expression could guess that this man was lying.

Iverson and Sato Mikawa were also members of the underworld, and they immediately realized that LeBron must be hiding something from them.

"Haha, Mr. Leblanc, you also know that the transaction between us is tens of millions of dollars. I came here today just to see how this ship is. I still need a few days to consider whether to buy it." Iverson pretended to be serious and said: "After all, my money is not picked up."

"Then how long do you need to think about it? I'm not the only buyer. If you can't give me a clear date, I'm afraid I will have to sell the New York Star to someone else."

"Let's do it. It'll take two days. I'll have professionals come over to test it tomorrow, and then I'll withdraw money from the bank and give it to you."

"No! I can only wait for one day at most. If you don't plan to buy it before going down the mountain tomorrow, then I'm sorry, sir." LeBron buttoned up his collar and said, "I can only sell this boat to others."

LeBron seemed to be very afraid of the sea. After Iverson walked off the boat with him, the man didn't even dare to look at the sea, so he hurriedly got into a car and left.

"Do you think he's hiding something from us?" Iverson asked, looking in the direction LeBron was leaving.

"I think so, but it has nothing to do with me at all. After all, you are the buyer Iverson." Sato Mikawa shrugged indifferently, "Everyone has some secrets to some extent, and I have no interest in going to them one by one. Dig.”

"So you joined the Industrial Gang ten years ago and you're still a small leader, but Fisk only took three years to reach that level." Iverson said sarcastically.

"Maybe, I don't think there's anything bad about my current life, at least no one will come after me anymore." Sato Mikawa casually glanced at the New York Star and planned to leave, but when his eyes just touched New York of star

When he reached the hull of the ship, the whole person could not help but froze there.

"Iverson..."

"what happened?"

"There are signs of dents in that area. Take a look for yourself." Sato Mikawa asked, pointing to the area where the New York Star's hull was submerged by sea water.

As soon as Iverson heard Sato Mikawa's words, he quickly looked over. The bottom of the New York Star was sprayed with black paint, and it was covered by the sea water as a cover. You couldn't find that part of the hull without looking carefully.

Iverson looked carefully for a long time before discovering that, as Sato Mikawa said, there was a not very obvious dent on the bottom of the New York Star. However, it was too far away from the shore, so it was impossible to see where the dent was. Caused.

"It's normal for this kind of ocean-going cargo ship to have a dent. Maybe it hit some reef when it went to sea." Iverson commented casually.

"No, it's not a reef." Sato Mikawa narrowed his eyes and said with a very serious expression: "It's a fist seal!"

"Can you see this clearly?" Iverson looked at Sato Mikawa in disbelief. Compared to the fist marks on the New York Star, he was even more surprised that Sato Mikawa could see the black color from a distance of a hundred meters. Fist marks on the hull.

"When I was still in the Hand, I had always received vision training. Although I have been in New York for so many years, I have never slacked off." Sato Mikawa glanced at Iverson: "How can I be on this kind of freighter?" The person who made the punch mark must not be an ordinary person. I guess LeBron must have gotten into some trouble to be so anxious to sell the New York Star. Do you still want to buy this ship?"

Iverson hesitated and said, "Do you have any other sources of supply?"

"No one would sell an ocean-going freighter. LeBron's New York Star has been the only one on the market for three months."

"Then I can only buy it." Iverson looked at the dented hull and muttered to himself: "I hope LeBron doesn't get into big trouble."

……

"Mr. Fisk, are your feet feeling better?" Eisenhardt asked while sitting on a high stool in the garage holding a Luo women's magazine.

"Thanks to Isaac, I'm still in terrible pain." Fisk's huge body was squeezed into another stool. He held whiskey in his left hand and a cigar in his right hand, staring at the table tightly. black and white TV on.

A Stark Industries promotional advertisement was playing above, and eight blond bunny girls were surrounding Howard Stark, showing off their charming figures.

"This guy's life is really comfortable. I heard that his people are coming to buy land in this neighborhood recently." Fisk put the whiskey on the table, "Whenever I can live as cool and unrestrained as him." alright."

"Mr. Fisk, I think you are living a very cool life now." Eisenhardt replied honestly.

"This joke is not funny Max. Look at me. I have no money and no status. If I didn't spend money, these charming chicks would never come to me. There is a big difference between me and Stark." Fei. Sk shook his head and sighed. It was at this time that he saw the Luo women's magazine in Eisenhardt's hand.

"Oh no! This is not something that a child of your age should read." Fisk snatched the magazine from Eisenhardt's hand, "Remember not to read these things again in the future, Marx, you are not that age yet." To feel the charm of a naked woman."