The Supreme Mage of American Comics

A secret room somewhere in New York

Under the dim light, five mysterious people sat around, with such fierce momentum that it seemed that the light was about to give way.

The faces of four of them could not be seen, and only half of the leader's face was vaguely exposed. It was an oriental face, an old woman.

The old woman looked weak and incompetent, but the four mysterious masters who faced the old woman did not dare to show off.

"How is the settlement of the land in Queens?" The old woman's voice was filled with a gloomy cold air. It was not loud, but hearing it would make people feel scared involuntarily.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Gao, all the people we arranged have disappeared." One of the mysterious men replied.

"Did I ask you about the disappearance?" the old woman, who was respectfully called Mrs. Gao, said coldly.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry." The mysterious man who was questioned sounded frightened, "That land has failed."

"Well, if you fail, then you fail. Let's not get involved anymore. Don't let the New York police focus on us. Those missing black people and their families, you send a few people to ensure that no information will be leaked." Mrs. Gao said .

"Yes," the mysterious man responded repeatedly.

At this time, another mysterious man spoke: "Mrs. Gao, since this matter is related to Qin Ji's pawn shop, we might as well send someone to arrest Qin Ji's people."

Mrs. Gao's eyes flashed, "Have you forgotten what our purpose is? Now everything is focused on the dragon. When we have the power to control the entire New York, you can do whatever you want from Qin Ji, but now Not suitable."

A small park near the Rand Building

Qin Wei parked the car on the side of the road, but he did not get out of the car or turn off the engine.

Instead, he stared at a place in front of the park.

over there,

There was a blond white homeless man who looked a little down and out.

The homeless man was sitting cross-legged, with his hands folded on his lower abdomen, as if he was concentrating on practicing his Qi.

This scene seems a bit weird.

A white homeless man from the West actually knows the kung fu of the East.

Qin Wei opened the newspaper again. The report contained an introduction to the Rand Group.

"The Rand Building is the headquarters of the Rand Meacham Industrial Group, with assets of more than 10 billion U.S. dollars. The current actual people in charge are the Meacham family, and the Rand family was involved in a plane crash fifteen years ago. All are missing”

But Qin Wei knew that this was not the case.

Not all of the Rand family were killed.

The white homeless man in front of him was the ten-year-old boy from the Rand family who disappeared fifteen years ago.

Danny Rand.

It is also the "Iron Fist" of the hidden force "Kunlun".

However, Qin Wei was not here to study the power of the "Iron Fist", nor was he here to help the white young man in front of him regain his family property. Before today, he had only paid attention to this incident.

But things are developing a little differently now.

In a deal he just completed, he gave Harold Meacham invulnerable defense capabilities. If he didn't change the fate of the white young man in front of him at this time, many things would get out of control.

Parkside

Danny Rand, who meditates, is just a homeless man in the eyes of passers-by.

Pedestrians don't care that there's an extra person here.

Until a girl with an oriental face came over holding a stack of leaflets.

The girl was wearing a black tights, showing off her body very well. She was posting an advertisement for a martial arts gym along the road. When she passed by Danny, she thought he was a beggar, so she took out two dollars and put them in Danny's hand. on the ground in front of Ni.

After doing this, the girl continued to post advertisements.

Danny opened his eyes and looked at the two dollars in front of him inexplicably. He was stunned for a moment, then looked at the oriental girl who had walked away. He quickly realized what was going on, so he quickly got up and carried his only With his backpack and two dollars, he was ready to catch up with the girl in front of him and tell her that he was not a beggar.