In the Marvel universe, you start with a colored Hextech item.

Lynn had no idea what Fury and the others were thinking downstairs, and even if he did, he wouldn't care.

After all, before he had enough power, he could deal with those few "gods" from outside the universe, such as Captain Marvel and Thor.

He doesn't intend to completely break ties with S.H.I.E.L.D.

At that moment, he looked at Kingpin, who was on the verge of death.

Just about to finish off this [Rampaging Swift Crab].

A system notification suddenly popped up.

[Ding! Black Gold Tucci, obsessed with money and power, is showing you a greedy look! He wants everything!]

[The host has triggered the fifth round of action missions!]

[Task posted: Greed is my motivation]

[Requirement: Occupy Fisker Tower]

[Reward: Alchemy - Source of Plague]

[The allure of black gold: Witness the birth of a new criminal syndicate, and transform this once-powerful black empire into your most prestigious calling card in this land!]

Lynn: ...

This task... isn't it a bad idea?

Isn't this just pushing himself down the path to becoming a villain?

Does he look like some kind of bad guy?

Lynn pondered for a moment.

Although he wasn't sure what the effects of [Alchemy: Source of Plague] would be, as long as he took on this task, then...

He will face countless troubles in the future.

This time, he just happened to catch Kingpin off guard, not giving him time to mobilize everyone.

But by tomorrow, all the criminal organizations and gang leaders in New York will know what happened today.

Not to mention that he also took over everything Kingpin owned.

After all... he knew the rules of survival here very well.

Even a fierce tiger, if it exudes even the slightest hint of blood, can attract countless greedy jackals.

"well……"

Thinking of this, Lynn sighed heavily.

He should be the first person in Marvel history to not join S.H.I.E.L.D., and to be neither a hero nor an anti-hero.

Are you one of the gangsters who hang out here?

Lynn was utterly helpless; it was all this wonderful system's fault!

Why are they all talents like "Greeves the Gangster Godfather", "Mundo the Lawyer", and "Twitch the Temptation of Black Gold"?

The only one who doesn't get involved in the underworld is Rengar the Hunter, who finds pleasure in hunting!

Lynn felt like crying, wondering why there weren't any beautiful girls like Seraphine the Flower Fairy or Ahri the Soul Blossom.

I also want to be a good person!

He immediately picked up the overturned wine bottle, found two relatively clean glasses, and plopped down in front of Kingpin.

"What? Pouring wine... are you going to let me go?"

"Ha... If you don't kill me today, I'll kill you tomorrow!"

Even knowing his death was imminent, Kingpin showed no mercy, his ferocious tone revealing his unwillingness to admit defeat.

Even if I said I'd let you go, would you believe me?

"I just want to ask you, do you want to pass on your will, everything you have? Give me everything, how about it?"

"Give me your lab, the Fisk Tower, your money, and your records with other politicians and criminal groups."

"I will take over this place, become its new master, and carve out a piece of land that belongs to me in New York's underground."

"From this day forward, your name, Kingpin, will forever be etched in the dark history of New York, because of my starting point, Fisker Building."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lynn drank the wine in his glass.

Kingpin also fell into a brief silence.

After carefully examining those seemingly genuine eyes...

Kingpin's signature arrogant laughter echoed once again in the office.

"You?"

"Just me."

Upon hearing this answer, Kingpin mustered his strength to stand up and staggered toward the overturned chair.

He kicked it up.

Sit down again.

Even though it was only a few steps away, the originally dark red ground was once again stained bright red.

He poured the wine back in, and Jin, enduring the excruciating pain in his upper arms, picked up the glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"You want to inherit my empire? Fine!"

After saying that, he struggled to raise his intact wrist and used the protruding white bone to press the terminal button implanted in his skin.

The previously uneven wall surface now showed a projection.

Kingpin spoke through the underground network terminal unlocked by his retina and voiceprint: "Lynn's bounty order is permanently frozen."

"And all the bounties in the New York underworld, including those scum who have coveted my territory, are cancelled."

Kingpin's lips curled into a sinister grin once more.

"My Swiss bank account, U-714, contains 3 million euros in liquid cash. The password is the date I went to prison."

He paused, glancing at a hidden compartment under another desk, and gestured with his chin.

"The encrypted USB drive contains dirt on all politicians, records of arms deals with the Hand Society, and the vulnerabilities of other gangs."

"These are the foundations upon which I stand, and now they belong to you."

"Control of the Fisk Building has been transferred to your biometric fingerprint and iris scan. You are now the master here."

"The underground laboratory contains my unfinished human experiments, as well as seven mutant test subjects chained up."

"Oh, right!"

"In the lab's freezer, there are still twenty genetically modified embryos frozen, all of which I prepared for the 'New Human' project."

Lynn raised an eyebrow but didn't reply.

Kingpin suddenly chuckled, his voice hoarse.

This is all I want to give you.

"However... this building is not yours yet."

"The title documents for the Fisker Building are in the vault."

"However, the holder is a 'charitable foundation,' and if you want to take it over, you'll have to get my legal team to... obey you first."

"Hahaha... Not only that, after I die, you'll need to make many people obey you; you'll need to kill even more people!"

Lynn shrugged, neither confirming nor denying.

If he were given everything so directly, he would have to consider whether there was a trap involved.

How could he not understand the meaning of the last sentence?

"So, you want me to kill your old subordinates?"

"certainly!"

Kingpin's face once again revealed the madness of a ruthless tyrant.

"Not enough people have died yet. This building alone isn't nearly enough. How many people have you killed?"

"I want them all to be buried with me!"

"As the king of New York's underworld, if I die, is there any point in them living?"

Lynn: ...

Sure enough, there are no benefits to being someone's subordinate.

"Okay, anything else you'd like to say?"

Kim did not respond.

I simply turned my head to look out the window at the clear blue sky over New York.

"Today is truly a perfect day to close your eyes!"

"Lynn...you'd better live a long life. I don't want to see you in hell so soon."

After getting everything, Lynn gently shook the Gale Blade in his hand to wipe the blood off the blade.

You will never see me.

Just as he raised his knife, ready to swing it.

Outside the door, Fury and his team, along with S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, finally arrived at the top floor of Fisk Tower.

The two figures came into view.

"Wait! Lynn, wait a minute!"

"Kingpin can't yet..."

The word "death" hadn't even been uttered yet.

The blade had already drawn a perfect arc.

Kingpin's body was dismembered.

Fury started swearing.

"OMG Fuck!"

But Lynn's body trembled.

Damn it, what kind of drop rate is this!

Killing Kingpin will only get me three Golden Orbs?