The Godfather of American Comics

Finally, it's time to start.

Looking at the news reports, Weller looked solemn.

As a landmark event of the new era, Weller remembers it clearly.

When the prodigal genius playboy returns from the Middle East, and when countless flashes calmly say that he is Iron Man, a new wave will gradually blow in this Marvel world.

"But I haven't even taken down Hell's Kitchen yet."

Weller curled his lips and switched the TV to the parenting channel.

He still has a lot to learn.

……

Late, ten o'clock, Hell's Kitchen.

In the Russian mafia building.

Anatole suppressed his excitement and waited for tonight's guests to arrive.

The ghost has been captured and is being led here.

It won't take long for him to take revenge and his heart that has been eroded by pain can be at peace.

As soon as he thought about this, he became more excited.

But remembering his promise to give all the business and resources as a reward to those who caught the ghost, he sighed.

reluctant.

Of course he was reluctant.

Everything he has now is the result of hard work and hard work by him and his brother.

"But rather than the territory, I want to avenge you more, Vladimir."

Anatole murmured, and then a wry smile appeared.

It would be okay if some small force caught the ghost, but it happened to be Jin Bin.

The bait he threw out did cause some chaos as he intended, but it worked against Hell's Kitchen's top gang.

It's a pity, but...

Just then, his man Tabor walked in.

"Boss, Mrs. Gao is here."

Anatole got up.

"Go to the conference room."

He walked toward the door, and when he reached Tabor, he asked in a low voice: "Are you all ready?"

The tall Tabor nodded.

Anatoly took a deep breath, smoothed his suit, and strode towards the conference room.

The two men guarding the door of the conference room pushed open the conference room, and Anatoly strode in.

"Mrs. Gao."

Anatoly looked at the old lady standing in front of the window, holding a cane in her hand, and said hello in broken Mandarin.

Everyone in Hell's Kitchen knew that Mrs. Gao couldn't understand English.

Mrs. Gao turned around and nodded to Anatole with a smile on her face, with a loving look on her face, but who would have thought that this old lady was the biggest dealer in Hell's Kitchen and even in New York?

Cruel and ruthless are not enough to describe him.

"Congratulations, Anatole, you can avenge your brother."

Mrs. Gao said with a smile, the wrinkles on her face were stacked together, making it difficult to see the other party's true expression.

The translator performed the translation diligently, and Anatole nodded and said gratefully: "Thank you to Mr. Fisk for this."

After a pause, he shook his head with pity on his face: "My business will be handed over to Mr. Fiske from now on. It's such a pity. Mrs. Gao and I have happily cooperated for such a long time. I hope Mrs. Gao and Fiske can do the same in the future." It was a pleasure to work with him, Fisker is a tough guy after all.”

Mrs. Gao still smiled: "I hope so."

"what are you guys saying?"

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, and a man with a sinister expression walked in.

Nobu Yoshioka, the current leader of the Hand, is also the best warrior of the Hand.

"It's nothing."

Anatoly whispered to Yoshioka: "I'm sorry, we can't cooperate in the future."

Yoshioka Nobu nodded: "You have made your own promise, and you are worthy of admiration for being able to fulfill it."

Anatole smiled, but cursed inwardly.

This ruthless ninja really knows how to pretend.

"Isn't Fisk here yet?"

Yoshioka Shin frowned and said, very dissatisfied with Kingpin who was late for initiating the meeting.

Kingpin summoned these people on the pretext that he had caught the ghost and handed it over to Anatole, who also wanted to hand over business with him.

"He's always the last one there, isn't he?"

Anatole said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man who looked a little bloated strode in.

It was Jin Bin.

Behind him were Wesley and two men, while the two men were holding down a man wearing a mask.

ghost!

Seeing the man, Anatoly took out his weapon without hesitation and pointed it at the ghost.

But the next second, Kingpin grabbed the opponent's gun and said coldly: "Before I get what I want, I'd better wait to fire this shot."

Anatole endured it and was about to speak, but Mrs. Gao on the side said slowly: "How can you prove that this is a real ghost?"

Anatole was stunned for a moment and looked at Kingpin: "Yes, I want to prove it!"

"Prove it..."

Kingpin grinned, grabbed Anatole's neck, and crushed the other man's neck amidst everyone's shocked expressions.

"Go to hell and find it!"

blah blah blah!

Looking at the body thrown to the ground by Kingpin, the entire conference room was silent for a moment.

"Fake! He killed the boss! Kill him!"

"Kill this fat man!"

Several boys shouted loudly and took out their weapons.

Suddenly, dancing flames occupied their field of vision, and when the flames disappeared, they had turned into corpses.

The next second, gunshots rang out in the building.

Obviously, with the changes in the conference room and the advance ambush of gold coins, the place instantly turned into a battlefield.

Seeing the sudden scene, Mrs. Gao's eyes were gloomy, while Yoshioka Nobu said coldly: "Jinji, are you crazy!?"

The ghost turned out to be Kingpin's subordinate?Are they together?

The two of them looked at the grinning Jin Bin, and their hearts were filled with a haze, but they were not afraid of Jin Bin.

No matter what happens, they can escape from here, and their men are also outside. It is simply too arrogant for Kingpin to want to deal with them at the same time.

But the next scene shocked the two of them.

After Jin Wei waved to Wesley and asked him to go outside to preside over the war, he actually stood behind the ghost and nodded respectfully.

"Sir, don't worry, things outside will not affect this place."

Weller patted Kingpin on the shoulder and said to Mrs. Gao and Yoshioka: "Now, we can talk."

When the translator behind Mrs. Gao was tremblingly preparing to translate, Weiler said in Mandarin: "Stop pretending, I know you can understand English."

Mrs. Gao looked at Weiler in surprise, not expecting that Weiler's Mandarin was better than hers.

The cane in her hand hit the ground hard, and Mrs. Gao said in a bad tone: "What do you want to talk about?"

Yoshioka Nobu and Kingpin were a little surprised. They didn't expect that Mrs. Gao would hide such a trick.

Weller shook off the blood on the knife, put the knife back into the scabbard, held the knife with both hands, and smiled politely at the two of them.

"Death, or surrender?"