The Godfather of American Comics

"Hoohoo!"

Weller rushed home panting, and saw little Hope standing up slowly while holding on to the crib rails, but did not cry. There was a look of surprise on his face.

The little guy has learned new skills and grown up again...

Weller sighed.

This doesn't seem to be a good thing for little Hope.

Moreover, he found that little Hope seemed to be growing faster and faster.

This situation made Weiler think of the rapidly growing rice waiting to be harvested...

In a way, the reason why little Hope was created seems to be the same as rice.

"So, what did that zombie Iron Man do to little Hope?"

Weller had the urge to beat up Iron Man.

Moreover, he still remembered that Zombie Spider-Man once said that in order to make the food more delicious, in addition to using Tony Stark's own genes as the main ingredient, Zombie Iron Man also added different ingredients to the food he made. Ingredients to make food more delicious.

I don’t know what was added to Little Hope.

"dad!"

The happy cry brought Weller back to his senses. Looking at little Hope who was still unsteady holding on to the fence, Weller quickly walked over, picked up little Hope and kissed her little face.

Soft and milky, like a piece of milk bread.

Little Hope giggled and patted Weller's face with her two little hands.

Weller looked at little Hope's pure eyes and scratched the little guy's nose.

"I'm going to make milk for you, so don't make trouble."

Little Hope tilted her head as if she understood.

Weller put the little guy in the crib and watched the little guy crawling around restlessly in the stroller while making milk powder.

Tonight was perfect. Originally I just wanted to find James Wesley, but by luck I met Kingpin and got an unexpected bonus.

Although the total is only over 400 million, it is not bad.

Speaking of Kingpin... I don't know what Kingpin and his assistants were discussing so late at night.

Weller slapped his forehead.

He should have asked, but now...

He looked at little Hope.

Let’s wait until dawn and ask together.

An idea flashed through his mind. Weller tested the temperature of the milk powder and stuffed it into little Hope's hand.

Little Hope, who was standing holding on to the fence, stretched out his hands to grab the bottle. His legs, which were not fully developed yet, went weak. He fell down and squatted down, looking at Weller in confusion.

"Ha ha!"

Weller smiled happily, and little Hope blinked, smiled heartlessly, and stuffed the pacifier into his mouth.

Taking advantage of this moment, Weller took a look at the system.

技能树：炎之呼吸（2/5）炁（10/∞）查克拉（10/∞）快速自愈（2/10）

Burning Flame (6/∞) Source Power (Passive Improvement) 'Blank Space' Healing (1/10).

thing:

Primary Red Medicine Bottle 4: Restore part of health within ten seconds.

City Return Scroll: It takes three seconds to chant when you return to your determined base.

Primary Red Medicine Bottle 4: Restore part of health within ten seconds.

Primary Strength Strengthening Potion*1: Enhances a small amount of your strength.

The fresh air of the prairie*1: You deserve the fresh air.

Explosive Talisman*5: A spell that can explode.

Balance: 510.

Upgrading Breath of Fire requires 3000 million, upgrading other skills and abilities currently requires 100 million, and opening the third skill column requires... [-] million.

One billion...

Weller's eyes twitched and he cursed in a low voice: "Profiteer."

But thinking of Kingpin, Weller didn't panic.

Wait until dawn and ask Kingpin how much money he can provide to increase his strength... Oh, no, it is the funds to complete the campaign to take over Hell's Kitchen.

Thinking of this, Weller smiled happily.

"Pfft, puff!"

The milk squirting baby started a milk squirting show.

Weller patted his forehead, picked up his phone and started shooting, with an unconscious smile on his face.

……

In the early morning, Weller was awakened by the ringing of his cell phone.

Weller answered the phone as quickly as possible. He glanced at little Hope and saw that the little guy turned over and continued to sleep. He breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the living room with the phone in hand.

"Morning, Fisk."

Weller said hello and poured himself a glass of water.

"Mr. Hunter, I didn't disturb you."

"Fortunately."

Weller spoke calmly, sipped his saliva, and before Kingpin could speak, he said: "Let's find a place to talk. I need your help before proceeding with the plan."

help?

Jin Bing felt a chill in his heart and said, "Okay."

"Then send me your address and I'll find you later."

Weller said, and hung up the phone.

When asking for money, it's better to say it in person.

Kingpin set the location at a coffee shop.

When Weller carried little Hope and came to the place Kingpin said, it was already two hours later, and there were already three empty coffee cups in front of Kingpin.

"Mr. Hunter."

Seeing Weller appear, Kingpin stood up and said hello, and his eyes couldn't help but fall on little Hope in Weller's arms.

At this time, little Hope was looking around curiously with her eyes wide open. After seeing Kingpin looking at her, she didn't look scared at all. Instead, she opened her mouth and spit out a saliva bubble.

Jin Bin was stunned for a moment, and a smile appeared on his somewhat fierce-looking face, making him look a little more honest.

"Fisk, I kept you waiting."

"No problem."

Kingpin shook his head. Seeing that Little Hope kept looking at him, he was a little at a loss. He just tried his best to smile as kindly as possible.

This was the first time he had seen a child who was not afraid of him. Even his son would shrink when he saw him.

This gave him a very good impression of Little Hope.

"Little Hope has a good impression of you, do you want a hug?"

Weller smiled.

If the person Weller trusts the most now, it is definitely the fat man in front of him, who he trusts even more than Martin.

"I?"

Jinpin was startled for a moment, then carefully took Little Hope. Seeing Little Hope reaching out to pinch his face, Jinpin was stunned for a moment and stretched out his face.

"Giggle!"

Little Hope smiled happily and jumped twice in Jinbin's arms.

Looking at the lively little Hope, there was a touch of tenderness in Kingpin's eyes, as if he had thought of his and Vanessa's future children.

At this time, James Wesley, who had been silent but was in shock mode and even numbed by the shock, couldn't help but said: "Ghost, you came too late, the boss's time..."

"To shut up!"

Kingpin turned around and stared at Wesley coldly: "You must respect Mr. Hunter more than you respect me!"

Wesley's eyes narrowed.

He was very familiar with Kingpin, and naturally knew that Kingpin's current appearance was not an act, so... what happened after he was knocked unconscious yesterday?

"There are some things you'd better not know."

Jin Hui said lightly to Wesley. Wesley's expression tightened, he forced a smile and said nothing.

Weller took Little Hope: "Okay, Fisk, let's get down to business."