Marvel's Strange Magician

Hell's Kitchen, by the Hudson River.

A gentle-looking man wearing glasses was answering a phone call here.

The dim sunlight illuminated his figure, but it could not illuminate the gloom surrounding him. However, as he raised his head and looked toward the river, the sunlight also clearly outlined his face.

This person is none other than Wesley, one of the gangsters.

After hanging up the phone, Wesley returned to the black car behind him with a heavy expression.

"'Scorpion' is dead."

After closing the car door, Wesley looked at the bottom of the car and reported in a low voice to the people on the opposite side.

Sitting opposite Wesley was a burly bald man. After hearing Wesley's words, he who was sitting quietly with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes.

"What did you say?!"

His fists clenched violently, and the anger that had not yet been released had filled the entire carriage with a sense of oppression.

"Michelle is dead, bombed last night in his own home."

Wesley sighed softly in his heart, and then responded again.

"No! We just reached an agreement. I spent tens of millions and put in so much effort to convince him, but he died in his home last night?"

The bald man growled in disbelief, and then seemed to realize his gaffe. He took a deep breath and gradually calmed down his emotions.

"Who did it?"

The bald man's eyes were full of anger, and he asked Wesley in a cold voice.

"There are no witnesses, but I heard from an informant that the soldiers who rushed into the 'Mi Paradise' were telling a strange story."

Wesley raised his head and glanced at the bald man. The bald man suddenly frowned and said:

"I'll control myself."

Wesley looked away again. He looked at the empty road outside through the glass on the car window and responded softly:

"Those soldiers said that when they arrived at the Maze Park, they saw a small light blue hole suddenly disappear. Some people said it was haunted, and some people said it was a human research project built by aliens on the earth. base."

"The light blue hole?"

The bald man muttered these words and slowly narrowed his eyes.

"Is he really so arrogant and domineering?"

"When I went to see him that day, he really didn't like us at all, and he had no intention of being on good terms with us."

Wesley pushed up the glasses on his face and suddenly added:

“When we were talking, he mentioned that he wanted to establish his authority.

If he feels that the influence of the two Russian brothers of Rankkhov is not enough, maybe..."

"Humph!"

The bald man snorted coldly and spit out three words from between his teeth:

"Auston!"

"Fisk, the origin of Auston is unknown. He is probably a figure from the mysterious territory. We cannot deal with him with our current strength."

"There are always some people, there are always some people like this who appear inexplicably in front of the road I want to run on!"

Wilson Fisk was clearly on the verge of anger, but surprisingly, he still controlled his behavior well, without yelling or venting his anger on anything around him.

"Since he wants to go against me, let's get rid of him."

"Fisk, we have just lost half of our heritage, and we will face great resistance if we maintain the current structure. Do you really want to cause trouble for Auston at this time?"

Fisk slowly raised his head and asked Wesley:

"Is he the only one who comes from the mysterious territory?"

"You mean...Mrs. Gao?"

Wesley lowered his voice inexplicably. He shook his head at Fisk and dissuaded:

"You did not respond to Mrs. Gao's cooperation before and chose Michelle. Now that Michelle is dead and we have lost 70% of our liquidity, Mrs. Gao... no longer needs to pay attention to us.

If we form an alliance with Madam Gao in the current state, it may be difficult for you to have enough say. "

"Mrs. Gao is unfathomable and is a person worthy of our respect.

Moreover, Mrs. Gao has high enough wisdom. There is no essential conflict between what she wants and what I strive for. As long as I am willing to help her pave the way, she will give me the things I want. "

Fisk slowly turned his head and set his sights on the river, which became increasingly cold as the sun set.

He stared at the river in silence for a long time. After the sky had completely darkened, he slowly spoke:

"I want him to feel this resentment and pain, so that he will always remember the consequences of casually making enemies."

Before Wesley could respond, Fisk's voice rang again:

"The masked guy who started coming alive has a connection to Auston, doesn't he?"

"Yes, but I'm not sure how close their relationship is."

"enough."

Fisk withdrew his gaze from the scenery outside the window and ordered Wesley in a cold voice:

"Lead him out and leave the rest to me!"

Wesley seemed to want to dissuade Fisk, but he was silent for a long time, and finally just responded with the word "yes".

Wesley raised his hand and knocked on the iron plate behind him. The black car, which was almost blending into the night, suddenly started slowly and drove into the dark world ahead.

……

Three days later, Hell's Kitchen.

In the clear night, on the top floor of a tall building, Mark, wearing a tight suit, stood here again and listened, preparing to use his own power to help some people who were unable to resist.

Suddenly, his keen hearing heard the "help" calls from two little girls in the distance. Without too much hesitation, Mark jumped off the tall building and started rushing in the direction of the sounds.

Soon, Mark arrived at a ferry next to the Hudson River.

The bat-like special ability gave Mark an extraordinarily sharp perception at night. He waited quietly for a moment, and soon found out the distribution of enemies around him and the location of the target he wanted to help.

Without waiting any longer, Mark rushed out and knocked out the patrolling criminals one by one.

After successfully defeating all the traffickers, Mark came to a container and released the two girls locked inside.

"It's okay, it's okay. Where is your home? I'll take you back."

Listening to the panicked whimpering of the two girls, Mark couldn't help but squat down and comforted them warmly.

"Ugh~ We don't have a home. We have been living under the bridge with my sister, but my sister, she was kidnapped by those bad guys."

"Do you know where she was caught?"

"I know, I know, they are in that unfinished building on the edge of the city.

Me, my sister and I went to the store to buy bread. When we came back, we saw them. I couldn't help shouting. I called "sister" and they caught me here. "

The older girl, with tears in her eyes, begged Mark with a pleading face:

"Please save my sister, you are so powerful, you can definitely defeat them!"

Mark's cheeks tightened a little, and he comforted the two girls:

"I will help you rescue your sister, but you have to hide in a safe place first, you know?"

"Uh-huh."

Mark brought the two girls to the door of the police station. After watching them walk into the door of the police station, he suddenly stood up and rushed to the unfinished building that harbored filth and evil.