The days when I was making trouble in American comics

"Excuse me, who are you?"

With the breath of death approaching, Kingpin maintained a flexible bottom line, put down Jessica's head, and said.

"Temperance. That's what she calls Jaqen."

Hearing this, Jin Bin looked at the visitor carefully.

From a distance, it seems to be covered with a veil, but from a closer look, it is a face without facial features, which is very scary.

Getting closer, Jaqen H'ghar returned to his original appearance, with red and white hair, a delicate face, and a gray-white robe, giving people a mysterious feeling.

"It turns out to be Lord Temperance. How can I help you?"

Kingpin bowed and acted as if nothing had happened. Before he could figure out Jaqen's strength, he had to remain humble to the accomplices who might be the ones who gave him his strength.

"Someone owes a woman his life, and now he comes to pay it back."

Looking at Jessica's miserable look, Jaquin said without sadness or joy.

"Please do as you please, it's just these few people..."

Kingpin narrowed his eyes slightly, suppressed the madness in his heart, and pointed at Iron Fist and Wonder Man lying on the ground.

"They have nothing to do with me. By the way, did the priest say anything to you?"

Jaqen picked up Jessica and put it in his arms, and walked towards the elevator. At the end, he asked.

"The Lord asked me to help the person with the coin, and nothing else."

Looking at the two people leaving, Jin Bin had a bloodthirsty smile on his face and said loudly.

Now, it's his turn to deal with these clowns.

"Hiss~ Jaqen, the last person I want you to kill is him..."

The second before getting on the elevator, Jessica, whose mouth was bleeding, said angrily that the kindness in her heart made her unable to abandon these teammates, but before she could finish her words, she passed out.

"NO, I choose to save you. This is also Stranger's arrangement."

Jaqen refused, pressed the button to the first floor and closed the elevator door.

Upstairs, looking at Luke Cage, whose head was hammered into the ground but still intact, Kingpin's violent emotions suddenly surged up again. He made a phone call and prepared to take these people back and make a good deal of it.

This Wonder Man, in particular, may be his best human punching bag in the future, Kingpin thought as he opened the door and walked into the intensive care unit.

"Matt Murdock, lawyer. As a blind man and a lawyer, you are very good, but to be a superhero, your power is too weak..."

Lifting the oxygen mask covering Daredevil's face, Kingpin said that he had investigated Daredevil's true identity through his own network.

"Huh~"

Matt, who was in a coma, had difficulty breathing and struggled immediately. The skin on his face was purple and black, and his brows were tightened, like a dehydrated fish.

Seeing this, Kingpin put his hands on Matt's body, fixing him like two iron pincers, with a smile on his face.

Swish!

However, things never happened so happily. Kingpin hurriedly dodged and avoided an alloy arrow shot at him, but the skin on his arm was still scratched and blood dripped.

"Barton, continue!"

I saw a man in a suit shouting at another man who was fully armed, holding a recurve bow and carrying a quiver on his back. He also held a weapon that looked very high-tech in his hand.

"Fake! Who are you?"

Smiling in anger, Jin Bin laughed ferociously, and his body as strong as a mountain rushed forward, making an astonishing noise in the narrow corridor.

"Jinpin, you have seriously violated the security regulations of our Homeland Strategic Defense Attack and Logistics Support Bureau. We have surrounded you here. Just let it go. You can't run away and we won't hurt you."

After saying this as fast as he could, Coulson looked at Kingpin who was rushing towards him, raised the gun that used the energy of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube as bullets, and pulled the trigger. The energy gathered at the muzzle of the gun. About to ejaculate.

"Safety regulations? No, you hyenas, don't even think about it."

Ignoring the arrow stuck in his body, Kingpin punched Coulson, targeting the sci-fi weapon in his hand that exuded a dangerous aura.

In an instant, the weapon was knocked away, the muzzle of the gun tilted, and a beam of light flew out. A big hole was suddenly broken in the ceiling, rocks fell, and an unpleasant burning smell emanated from it.

Regardless of this, Jin Bin then pulled out the arrow embedded in his flesh and blood, and the red light was flashing on it.

boom!

The arrow was thrown out, an explosion occurred in the air, and the air wave almost knocked Jin Bin down. He tried to stand firm, but he felt a sharp silk thread wrapped around his neck. No, it was a bow string.

Jin Bin's eyes narrowed and he shook his elbow towards the person coming behind him.

"Well!"

Hawkeye Barton groaned and fixed his legs on Jin Bin's body. He held a bow in his hand, and the bowstring on it kept dancing, as if he wanted to break Jin Bin's neck.

Fine drops of blood rolled down, and Hawkeye Barton continued to exert his strength. He saw the hope of victory.

Coolness and hot pain hit him, and Kingpin felt the breath of death. His muscles stretched completely, then bulged high, and his whole body fell directly.

boom!

"Wow!"

Barton, who was pinned down by him and couldn't escape, spat out a mouthful of blood, and intense pain struck him.

Although Barton did not let go, Kingpin had already found an opportunity. He stretched his arms slightly, stood up with a carp blow, fell down again, and then violently hammered his abdomen.

Crack clap!

A creepy sound of bone cracking sounded.

Kingpin spit out a mouthful of blood, stood up slowly, and broke the bow and string around his neck into two pieces. This time he won.

Tread!

However, the sound of well-trained footsteps disrupted Jin Bin's thoughts of revenge. He glanced at the people lying on the ground hatefully, turned around and left without any hesitation, with a circle of blood marks on his neck.

……

night.

After returning to his own territory, Kingpin's eyes briefly regained clarity. He took out an old-fashioned mobile phone that had not been used for a long time, dialed a number, and exhaled, "Alexander, do you want to start a war?"

"It's not me, it's Nick Fury. But what is war? You don't just want to rely on those stinky fish and shrimps under your hands. To be honest, you don't deserve war."

On the other end of the phone, Alexander Pierce snorted coldly. He didn't give a good look to a small underworld figure, even if he had done some things for him before.

"Yes, everything you said is right. But, you know, the people of this city and this country want order and tranquility. You don't want to cause trouble here either, right?"

Kingpin pointed out the value of his existence. Although he could walk away with power, he still wanted to fight like a man here.

Because this place was once his kingdom.