The Godfather of American Comics

The roaring train stirred up chaotic air currents and blew the hem of Weller's clothes.

Vileha let out a breath of white mist, swaying in the wind like a white dragon and disappeared.

This is the best time to light a cigarette.

But thinking of little Hope, this thought quietly disappeared from his mind, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

The weather is getting cold.

Speaking of which, Christmas is coming.

This is his and little Hope's first Christmas in this world.

After Christmas, comes New Year, then Spring Festival...

Just think about it and be happy.

A smile appeared on Wheeler's face.

"Time is up."

Weller looked at his watch, turned around, opened the door and walked in.

Say it's 5 minutes, it's 5 minutes.

There was silence in the room. Wesley and Cross sat opposite each other, but Weller saw an obvious red mark on Cross's face.

Nice job!

Weller secretly praised.

This Cross is really unqualified as a father.

He abandoned his son in the name of protection when he was young, and did not give the other person a complete childhood. Wesley's current cowardly character is also inseparable from the other person.

Not only that, as a father, he watched his son being confused every day, and even watched his son being raped, which was extremely bad!

This slap is light.

Seeing Weller come in, Wesley nodded to Weller and walked into the bathroom.

His mind is very confused now and he needs to wash his face and calm down.

After Wesley closed the bathroom door, Cross, who was originally calm, suddenly turned around and said coldly to Weller: "What is your purpose? Godfather of Hell!"

The name of the Godfather of Hell is now becoming a legend in Hell's Kitchen. Although many people don't know what the Godfather of Hell looks like, many people, naturally, do not include Cross.

Weller smiled: "I just helped you and your son get to know each other, and you're just thanking me like this?"

"Thank you? Do you know that you have put Wesley in crisis? Those people will not let him go in order to deal with me!"

Cross' face was ashen.

"That's exactly why I came to you."

Cross was shocked: "You want to attack them?"

"I didn't attack them, it was them who wanted to kill me before. Is it reasonable for me to kill them now?"

Hearing this, Cross fell silent.

Weller smiled and said: "However, I am a kind person, so I don't intend to kill them all."

"what are you going to do?"

Cross narrowed his eyes and already guessed Weller's plan.

Weller smiled lightly: "I just want to know, are you willing to lead the Brotherhood?"

"Then serve you and become your pawn?"

Cross sneered.

He originally thought that he was protecting the innocent people in the world, but who knew that he was deceived by Sloan, the leader of the Brotherhood, and became a killer who harmed innocent people, but this did not mean that he was willing to become a gangster.

"Minions? I don't like this description." Weller said lightly: "They are all believers in maintaining the dark order."

Cross was stunned when he heard this.

Weller shrugged and said: "The reason why I came to you is that I think you are suitable for this position, but it does not mean that you have no substitutes, such as Sloan, Mr. us."

"Damn it! How dare you!" Cross growled in a low voice: "Wesley is just an ordinary person! You want to kill him!"

"Ordinary people?" Weller smiled faintly: "Do you not want to help him awaken his talent? Or does he not want to awaken it himself? Have you asked him?"

"He..." Cross lowered his voice: "It's good to be an ordinary person."

"fart!"

With an angry roar, Wesley rushed out of the bathroom and yelled at Cross: "I don't want to be a damn ordinary person, I've had enough of this shitty life!"

Cross looked at his son who was roaring at the top of his lungs, his face darkened, and he said: "This world is far more complicated than you think. You don't want to step into another world, the life of ordinary people..."

"I don't want an ordinary life! I just want to leave this damn hell that makes me boring!"

Wesley roared, his face flushed.

He has had enough!

Now that the opportunity is in front of him, he must seize it no matter what!

"Wesley, you..."

"If you don't want to help me, get out!"

Wesley pointed at the door angrily, turned to Weller and said, "As long as you help me awaken that damn talent, my life will be yours!"

Weller smiled slightly and spread his hands to Cross: "I can't refuse such a request. I respect Wesley's choice."

"You...go to hell!"

Cross yelled angrily, his heart beating violently, and he drew a gun from his waist and threw it at Weller at an extremely fast speed.

but……

Clang!

A flash of silver light flashed, and his gun was cut off instantly, and then the cold sword light fell on Cross's neck with all its force.

Cross stiffened, and a drop of blood flowed down the bright blade.

Weller looked at Cross with a smile, but his eyes lost their warmth.

At such a close distance, using a gun against him was simply asking for death.

"Now, you have only two choices. Help Wesley awaken his talent and teach him everything you know. Or, I will kill you and let the people from the Brotherhood help Wesley awaken his talent after he has mastered the Brotherhood. .”

"I see."

Looking at Wesley's eager expression, Cross nodded.

Weller said: "Then, let's deal with Sloan first. Is that okay with you?"

Solve Sloan?

He had long wanted to do it.

"Then, I'll contact you tomorrow."

Weller spoke to Cross, patted Wesley on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Wesley, I did what I promised you."

Wesley nodded, his eyes full of gratitude, but also a little confused about the future.

"Believe me, mastering power is a good thing for Wesley. The world is about to change and become unknown to everyone."

“The world has changed?”

Cross looked at the smiling Weller and felt something in his heart.

Does this godfather of hell know something?

But he would not look down upon Weller.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, Cross turned and left, while Wesley hurriedly followed.

Weller smiled, locked the door for the other party, and drove away quickly.

It sounds like he has a driver, but he hasn't used it much.

"That's not okay. I've paid him a salary, so I can't let him sit idle."

Weller murmured and laughed softly.

"Speaking of which, the testing of Tony's suit should have been completed. Next... with this guy's character, we need to start taking action immediately."

"I wonder how the investigation SHIELD did for Tony went?"

"If that doesn't work, maybe we can talk to someone from Hydra after this auction."