Marvel's Antiheroes

Howell Bank of New York is a medium-sized commercial bank. The largest shareholder is the Fisker Group. The second largest shareholder is a natural person named Wilson Grant Fisker. The third to twelfth shareholders are major gangs in New York. The boss.

This bank was naturally one of the important tools used by Kingpin to launder black money, and it was also one of the places where Kingpin and his allies stored their property.

It is located in the most prosperous Southern District of Manhattan in New York, not in Hell's Kitchen, but in the Third Block not far from Wall Street. It has an independent, eleven-story building.

Just after midnight, an ubiquitous Chevrolet Silverado ambled past the road behind the bank.

"Zola, go and put the bomb away."

A fist-sized cylinder held between two fingers floated out of the car window, followed the shadow of the street light pole toward the bank, and entered an exhaust pipe.

Du Ke, who simply put on makeup, drove forward, found a 24-hour convenience store, and parked the car in the parking lot at the door.

"Catherine, follow the plan."

Du Ke gave instructions, opened the car door, got out of the car, and walked into the convenience store.

Inside the bank, the cylinder floats along narrow ventilation ducts to the middle of the first floor ceiling, where it stops and falls onto the baffle.

A finger pressed on the cylinder a few times and then disappeared.

About three minutes later, a blue-purple light suddenly burst out in the Howell Bank Building, which still had a few lights on after get off work.

There was no explosion, but the glass surrounding the building was shattered by a shock wave.

Miraculously, it was not the glass on one floor or several adjacent floors that burst, but the glass in the entire building burst simultaneously.

"Is that light lightning or an alien?"

"Hey, hey, hey, come out and take a look. There are terrorists blowing up the building."

"Oh my god, oh my god, what kind of bank is that?"

While Du Ke was slowly picking up drinks and snacks, there were bursts of exclamations outside the convenience store.

He walked to the door with two bottles of drinks and a bag of potato chips, only to find that the cashier had no intention of collecting money, but kept looking outside.

Du Ke looked toward Howell Bank.

There wasn't a single light on in that building anymore. It was so dark that I couldn't see anything, and I didn't know what these guys were looking at.

He estimated the time and was not in a hurry. He waited for the salesperson to stop watching and then settled the bill with him and returned to the car.

As soon as he got in the car, two ghosts, Zola and Catherine, rushed into his ghost house in the sea of ​​​​consciousness.

Du Ke sank his mind into the sea of ​​consciousness and asked: "What was the result of the battle?"

Catherine replied with some excitement: "We entered the vault and destroyed about 1.6 billion in bearer bonds, more than a hundred oil paintings, and other miscellaneous items, including gems and the like."

Zola added: "All the electronic components in the bank were destroyed by the magnetic storm bomb. I believe they have absolutely no way to recover the data. If they didn't back it up on the remote server, hehe, this bank would basically be ruined. .”

After hearing this, Catherine thought for a while and said: "The main business of this bank is money laundering, so a lot of data is too sensitive and will not be transmitted to the remote server. Instead, it will be saved regularly on solid-state drives. If those hard drives are also placed in the bank, , that would be fun.”

"Regardless of whether there is a backup or not, if such a big thing happens at the headquarters, this bank will not be able to continue operating in a short time." Du Ke nodded with satisfaction and started the car: "Then, let's go to the next bank now. "

While driving, Du Ke couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

It's a pity that the two scoundrels couldn't bring out the bearer bonds from the bank vault, otherwise this one would have been even more exciting.

The market price of this thing even far exceeds its face value.

Not only because many bonds have agreed interest rates, but also because these bonds are the kind of money that does not even need to be laundered and can be redeemed by anyone.

More than ten minutes later, Du Ke's car passed a Marigold Bank.

A few minutes later, the small bank