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

Frank's question, "Did they all die?" brought a deathly silence that lasted for several seconds in Fisk Square.

Compared to the tedious sarcasm that followed, all sides were more wary of Frank's sudden arrival.

Lynn chuckled, quite satisfied with the result!

But... shouldn't this be his chance to "show off in front of others"? What's the point of letting this guy steal it?

He immediately put on a stern face and said.

"How can you kill all of these people? If you're going to kill them, you'll definitely memorize their faces and then kill them one by one secretly!"

"How stupid!"

The blatant irony instantly drew heavy breathing and death stares from the crowd in the square.

Clearly, Lynn said that on purpose.

After all, his "subordinates" have acted cleanly and efficiently, so wouldn't he, the protagonist of today, steal the spotlight?

He tilted his head slightly, his eyes searching through the crowd for which "heartthrob female guest" would step forward and give him her glow.

However, when the gaze inadvertently sweeps over an old building at the edge of the square, that area is the edge of the [Control Guard] and cannot be detected.

But with its enhanced vision, a blurry reflection from the observation mirror flashed by, along with a familiar outline.

That's... Rumlow?

Lynn didn't expect him to come, but he certainly wasn't there on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D., since that representative was right next to him.

Glancing at Natasha beside her, she saw numerous New York forces present, but as a Level 9 agent, she showed no concern.

Instead, her gaze kept drifting towards Frank.

Unfortunately, her plan was destined to fail; Frank wasn't the type to say just anything...

Immediately, Lynn remembered the business card Sitwell had given him, which he had never contacted.

Now it seems... Kingpin's death perfectly proved his abilities, and he'll probably be looking to cooperate with him next.

However, Lynn couldn't guarantee that Hydra would still be interested in him later.

He withdrew his gaze and looked back at the group of uninvited guests.

Frank has already quelled the situation in the most direct way; now it's his turn to set the tone for this farce.

Lynn coughed lightly a few times and leisurely took out his cigar.

"Ahem... First of all, thank you all for coming all this way to congratulate me on moving to my new home."

The sound wasn't loud, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

He then pointed to the towering Fisker Tower behind him, a friendly smile on his face.

"Secondly, let me give you a notification."

"Kingpin did indeed die by my hand, so everything he had now belongs to me. This building, this street, including all of his possessions."

"As for his messy history and past with you... it has nothing to do with me, and I can't be bothered with it, so please don't come looking for me."

"Finally, a friendly reminder: please don't come looking for trouble with me... I'm afraid I might lose my temper and beat you all to death."

"I will only say this once."

Madness!

Utterly arrogant!

Almost the instant he finished speaking, a series of roars erupted in the square.

"Bullshit!"

Joseph could no longer contain himself and ran through the crowd toward Lynn, who already held Lynn's "mediocre" appearance in utter contempt.

While Frank's strength surprised him, it further fueled his savage competitive spirit; in his view...

Lynn is nothing but a lucky guy who spouts nonsense just because he has a powerful henchman! Ignorant and arrogant!

"A yellow-skinned outsider! You think you're worthy?! I'll use your brains to paint this building anew today!"

Joseph lowered his head slightly, then pushed off the ground with both feet, unleashing a terrifying speed from his massive body.

His goal was clear: to use his most prized weapon, the "hammer," to smash a huge hole in Lynn's body!

"Lynn!"

Frank's eyes narrowed, and he was about to step forward.

Lynn: Still trying to steal the opportunity?!

They quickly pulled Frank away.

If he were to actually get hurt by this "iron head," then he could truly just bang his head against a wall and die.

"Just watch." Lynn's tone was calm, but carried a hint of barely perceptible excitement.

Just as Hammerhead charged less than ten meters from Lynn, everyone thought he would either dodge or rely on Frank to defend himself.

In the blink of an eye.

Lynn vanished into thin air!

"Where are they?!" Joseph's pupils constricted as he charged forward.

Roland, still inside the car, suddenly raised his tail, and the infrared and dynamic vision intensifiers scanned frantically, but found nothing.

Herman peeked out in surprise.

Xin's brows finally furrowed, and his grip on the knife tightened abruptly.

Even Wesley sat up abruptly.

Clearly, this is the biggest "surprise" of the day.

Nothing could move them more than "invisibility," and they could even accept Frank's "violence."

The fact that he could "hide" right under their noses, coupled with that casual sarcasm just now... it's terrifying!

In front.

Joseph took two extra steps forward due to inertia, arriving exactly where Lynn had been standing.

A muffled groan followed.

A muffled thud sounded unexpectedly beside Joseph, and his right abdomen suddenly caved in, forming a fist-shaped indentation.

Immediately afterwards, the arrogant Joseph was as if he had been forcibly lifted up and sent flying.

A bizarre scene unfolded in Fisk Square.

Like playing live bowling, Joseph used his bright "iron head" to knock over armored vehicles, creating large dents before being forced to stop.

"Great brain! Perfect!"

This seemingly joking joke naturally came from Lynn.

When everyone's attention returned, he went back to his original position, as if he had never left.

Lynn never expected that the effect of using the [Critical Strike Gauntlets] for the first time would be so surprisingly good!

It flew very high, and the arc was perfect!

You can even change your name.

[Trying to show off? I'll make you fly with my boxing gloves!]

"Don't panic, everyone. He just flew up on his own. I didn't do anything."

"Now, can you listen to me quietly?"

Lynn tried her best to be kind and spoke gently.

"First, it's best if everyone avoids the vicinity of the Fisker Tower unless absolutely necessary. It's risky... you might experience the feeling of flying."

"Secondly, if there's anything you want to discuss, please show sincerity and willingness... that means giving me money, since I don't have much income."

"Third, go back and tell the people behind everything that happened today, and tell them they'd better not mess with me unless they have to."

"Unless you are prepared to be killed."

"Now...you can get out."

As he spoke, Lynn made a gesture of invitation.

These words were spoken.

Several forces began to slowly withdraw, as today was just an appetizer, a test to gather information.

Now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to stay. After all, no one is as impulsive as Joseph.

Soon, the square, which had been packed with people, was left with only a few wrecked cars and a mess.

As for Joseph, he was also carried away by his underlings, staggering as he went.

After finishing everything, Lynn stretched lazily.

"Let it spread, let it ferment, spread my name as wildly as possible, that way we can reduce some unnecessary trouble..."

[Ding! The second round of Hextech Enhancement Runes has been activated]