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With a "thud," Kingpin's round head fell to the ground, and Fisk Building fell silent once again.

People reacted in different ways.

Some people frowned slightly, some looked astonished, and others nodded as if they had won a victory.

"You sunny beach boy! Holy shit!"

Fury cried out in surprise and rushed to the front.

He looked at the gradually limp corpse and slumped into a chair.

Kingpin... just like that, he died?

So who should he ask about the things he wants to know, the data he wants, the money he obtained illegally, and those secrets?

"Lynn!"

Fury glared at him.

"Do you even know what you're doing?!"

"You think he's just a simple crime syndicate leader?!"

"You know who's behind him—the politicians, the other underground forces. Who should I ask for these leads?"

"That damned bastard!"

"Why did you have to come looking for Kingpin today? Why didn't you tell me beforehand? You didn't make any arrangements or plans!"

"If he had prepared in advance, would he have known how many people would die here, and how many people would be affected?"

Every question Fury uttered echoed in the office.

He didn't expect that even though he rushed as fast as he could, he was still a step too late and couldn't stop Lynn from killing Kingpin.

Before coming up, he actually had some expectations.

Ideally, the two should be evenly matched.

Lynn's unexpected move could become a perfect opportunity.

Kingpin, who failed to prepare in time, had the perfect opportunity presented by the intervention of these few individuals!

By taking advantage of the situation and subduing Kingpin, he can get what he wants.

This is the kind of situation Fury wanted to see.

The living are far more useful than the dead!

But now...

Kingpin is dead, and his death was far too sudden.

Not to mention S.H.I.E.L.D., even other underground forces in New York will be thrown into chaos.

Fury could already foresee that New York would descend into chaos, with various factions vying for power.

The trigger for everything was this man in front of us.

After clearing his mind, Fury let out a long sigh and stared intently at Lynn with his deep, single eye.

"Is there an explanation? I need an explanation."

"Based on your past actions, you shouldn't be such an impulsive person. Why is that?"

"You should understand the consequences of Kingpin's death."

"The bounty issue hasn't been resolved yet. Do you want to face both bounty hunters and underground forces at the same time? Or do you have some other plans?"

Now, Fury no longer sees Lynn as a mere collaborator, but as a potential enemy.

When he decides to point his gun at the enemy depends on when the person in front of him "loses control".

but……

Compared to Fury's fury.

Lynn's complexion was also not very good.

He kept scratching his head and pacing back and forth.

No...why?!

Damn it, the mighty [Rampaging Swift Crab] only dropped three [Golden Orbs], where's the Golden Legendary?

He thought he was going to get a [Colorful Magic Orb]!

Lynn felt she had been ripped off.

Perhaps... we shouldn't have killed Kingpin so quickly.

He finally realized a problem.

Perhaps not just two arms, but also two legs should be broken!

Kingpin: Is anyone going to speak up for me?!

Just as Lynn was getting moving and wanted to take action.

Fury, Barton, and Natasha were also taken aback by his sudden action, and instinctively pointed their guns and bows at him.

Everyone's heart sank.

Could it be... that the prediction has come true?

Is Lynn really going on a rampage and out of control?

Are we going to kill even them?

Frank frowned slightly. He didn't quite believe that Lynn would lose his mind. He just wondered if Lynn was going to torture the corpse again.

as predicted.

Lynn suddenly froze on the spot.

Others also dared not act rashly.

Until quite some time later.

"Grass!"

Lynn roared out the window.

Because a system notification has already appeared.

[Ding! The limited-time round "Crab Carnival" has ended!]

[Limited-Time Round Total Rewards]

[Grey Orb: 135]

[Golden Orb: 6]

[Colored Balls: 0]

[Remaining: 66 gray orbs; 6 gold orbs]

Enjoyed the party we've prepared for you? Don't worry! The party will return soon!

Lynn sighed heavily, feeling utterly helpless.

I knew there were colored orbs, so why don't they explode?

He then sheathed his longsword, noticing the wariness of the others, and looked at Fury and the others with some confusion.

"What...is this?"

Fury: ...

Fury suppressed the urge to shoot Lynn and repeated the question he had just asked.

Lynn raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't you tell me to resolve the Kingpin issue as soon as possible? You made the request last night, and I'll resolve it the next day. Is there a problem?"

"As for Kingpin... he wanted to be my brother the moment I arrived, and he asked me to do him a favor. Don't you know who I am?"

"I agreed without hesitation! I successfully helped him fulfill his wish and become the modern-day Louis XVI! If you don't believe me, you can go and ask him!"

Fury felt a fire stuck in his chest, neither rising nor falling.

It has to be said that Lynn's few words successfully disgusted him, especially his self-righteous sense of humor.

He also sensed that Lynn might be dissatisfied with him, which was why he came to the Fisk Building regardless of the consequences.

As for Barton and Natasha, they had already labeled Lynn as a "madman" in their minds.

Frank, however, didn't quite grasp the implications and instinctively asked, "What's the connection between Kingpin and Louis XVI?"

Now it was Lynn's turn to be silent.

After a long silence.

"Lynn, you killed Kingpin, but I want his body and that other one over there too. Do you have a problem with that?"

Lynn very politely gestured "please".

This request was within his expectations. Fury wanted to take Kingpin and Mr. Negative's bodies, wasn't it to use them for experiments?

Since it's useless to him anyway, I might as well do him a favor.

At this point, the atmosphere seemed to ease slightly.

Barton, Natasha, and Frank, who had been on guard at the door, entered the blood-soaked office.

There was hardly a single intact place to stand in sight, not to mention the corpses scattered on the ground and the thick layer of blood scabs on the ground.

Walking inside, there was a feeling of jerkiness every time I lifted my foot.

Barton and Natasha exchanged a glance, both seeing the fear and worry in each other's eyes—this terrifying destructive power…

Although Lynn's bare upper body was covered in blood in their eyes, he looked no different from an ordinary person.

At most, his muscles look...perfect.

If they could, they wouldn't want to fight Lynn.

The scene of being completely humiliated was still vivid in his mind, not to mention that no one knew if he had any other "surprises".

"Um... are you injured? I see you're..." Natasha thought for a moment and then stepped forward, trying to soften her tone.

Patton approached Kingpin's body, his pupils suddenly contracting.

Those hands, resting on the bow and arrow, never let up.

A terrifying madman!

Only Frank continued to perform his task, walking towards each corpse, kicking it, and checking if any were still alive.

Bullet holes and small craters the size of bowls were everywhere, the most conspicuous of which was the deep pit under the wall.

It was over ten centimeters long, and the blood inside had already congealed.

Fury didn't know how the battle had unfolded, but the current situation was far from optimistic for him.