Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

Their power is extremely large, and they have hundreds of assassins who are proficient in assassination. This time, Durant was killed by an assassin raised by the Hand. "

"More than a hundred years?"

George was a little surprised.

But there wasn't much surprise.

Now that living standards have improved, various medical conditions have also improved.

Living to over a hundred years old doesn't seem to be something unacceptable.

However, Murdoch's next words made him frown even more.

“You mean they can live forever?

How can this be? "

George had a strange look on his face, and his eyes were filled with deep suspicion as he looked at Murdoch.

“They absorb power through dragon bones to achieve immortality.

The Hand has always had an ancient legend that there are dragon bones buried deep underground in New York."

Murdoch pointed to the ground and said, "As long as they get the dragon bones, they can live forever. But the dragon bones cannot be easily moved.

Once it shifts, it will cause a major earthquake and tsunami, and the entire New York City may no longer exist."

Chief George's brows were almost wrinkled into a tic-tac-toe shape.

He looked at Murdoch next to him.

If it weren't for the close cooperation over the years.

Let him know that his friend is not a drug addict.

He might wonder if Mark Murdoch had taken too much today.

Mark Murdoch seemed to sense George's doubts.

Nothing more to say.

He just gently opened the car door and walked out.

"George, I will investigate the hand and the meeting as soon as possible...

Once I find any clues, I will come to you immediately.

Also, remember to charge your phone. If I can't meet you in person, I will definitely call you... I'm not on drugs. The Hand is more brutal than any gang you know. Be careful!"

"it is good!"

The police car stepped on the accelerator and left quickly.

Mark Murdoch also turned around on crutches.

But he was just about to leave here.

But suddenly he seemed to feel something.

He turned his head and looked at Fisk who was getting off the elevator in the distance.

The sunglasses shook slightly.

He suddenly jumped up and leaped, as nimbly as a monkey, behind the stone pillar next to him, hiding himself and avoiding Fisk's possible gaze.

Fisk did not spot Murdoch.

His mind is a little confused now.

He took advantage of the fact that there was no one in the elevator and there were no cameras in the elevator.

He tried it once.

He captured a zombie and wanted to bring it into this world.

But he watched helplessly as the zombie that was jumping around and wanted to bite him slowly turned into a dried corpse in his hands that had lost all its moisture. It was as hard as a stone, or like a piece of bacon that had been stored for several years.

Fisk himself was fine.

Fisk didn't feel like he had aged or gotten a few years younger...it seemed like time only worked on things in that world!

At least, for now Fisk has only found this one hidden rule regarding elevator crossing.

As for whether there are any other rules...we can only wait for Fisk to experiment slowly in the future.

Got into Mrs. Stacy's car.

The latter also stepped on the accelerator and left here directly.

Mark Murdoch didn't stand out from behind the pillar until the sports car drove away.

The man in sunglasses stared at the sports car going away.

He seemed to have made a decision.

He turned and walked towards the Forensic Center in the distance.

Here are the death files for the entire New York City.

He was looking for a file that had been saved not long ago.

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Mrs. Stacy had to catch a flight in the evening.

There were only three hours left, and they didn't have enough time, so they didn't make love again.

Mrs. Stacy sent Fisk back to Hell's Kitchen, then reminded Fisk not to forget Gwen's parent-teacher meeting, and then went to the airport alone.

Fisker watched the sports car disappear into the distance.

She mumbled and wiped the lipstick off her neck.

He walked into Hell's Kitchen holding a glass box.

The homeless population in Hell's Kitchen has increased again.

And they are all familiar faces, but there are also many new faces.

Fisk also saw a lot of Asians, who were probably illegal immigrants who had sneaked in.

They set up tents at random in Hell's Kitchen and threw garbage everywhere, making the streets that had been cleaned with great difficulty dirty and smelly again... Fortunately, this situation did not last too long.

It wouldn't be long before Fisk began buying up plots of land in Hell's Kitchen.

By then, these homeless people will either leave or go away.

Or die!

Fisk will build a clean and tidy new community here, his own community and a business empire.

"Boss, our two venues have been picked!"

Lester found Fisk and said, "A lot of people have been admitted to the hospital."

"Did you sell drugs behind my back and are you being targeted?"

Fisk frowned. The Irish left and left behind a lot of territory, including a large number of bars, KTVs and entertainment venues, as well as more than hundreds of restaurants.

With the idea that you should not miss out on something if it is not available, and you would be a bastard if you don't take advantage of a good opportunity.

Fisk discussed the matter with Sister Maria.

Let the sisters of Bloodthirsty Maria be responsible for watching over the place temporarily. This will not only bring Bloodthirsty Maria a considerable income, but also bring these territories under her control.

Lester shook his head and said firmly: "You gave the order, and no one dares to sell drugs in our territory."

"Then why were you targeted?"

"do not know!"

Lester was silent for a moment and then said, “Boss, I know you don’t want to believe it.

But there was only one person on the other side, a guy in red clothes who called himself Daredevil.

For two consecutive days, he went to our two bars alone, beat up the guards, forced the manager to give him the account book, and then left. He didn't do anything else excessive.

However, the guests were frightened.

These two bars.

It will probably take some time to restore the original passenger flow!"

"Is the injured person okay?"

"It's okay. They've been sent to the hospital. They're not seriously injured. None of the injuries are fatal... The other party held back. Also, the guards on the second day had less severe injuries than the first. They probably knew we didn't sell drugs."

Lester said, lowering his head again, and said to Fisk in a grim tone: "Boss, do you want us to set up a trap to catch him?"

"No, I know who he is."

Fisk waved his hand, handed the heart in his hand to Lester, looked at the homeless people on the street, and said, "The Hand has entered New York. This is what we need to pay attention to.

These guys are much more difficult to deal with than the Irish.

As for Daredevil..."

Fisk was suddenly stunned. He suddenly remembered that Daredevil's girlfriend Erica was a killer of the Hand!

However, he later betrayed the Hand.

Then, he was brainwashed and hypnotized by the Hand and fell in love and hate with Daredevil.

Finally, he died at the hands of Lester again, causing Daredevil to get angry and kill Lester again...

The relationship here is really complicated.

Fisk glanced at Lester, who was going to die at the hands of Daredevil in the future, with an indescribable weird look in his eyes.

That strange look made Lester feel uneasy.

"Boss, what's wrong?"

"The Hand has a killer named Erica. If I remember correctly, she should have left the Hand and is now in New York.

If I asked you to go find her, how long would it take you to find her?"

Lester shrugged and said nonchalantly, “About a month. If you’re the boss, you can give me her photo or the places she frequents.