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

He sat at an empty table not far away.

The waiter walked over there quickly.

Lester reached in and pulled out a fifty-dollar bill.

Then, his eyes fixed on Erica not far away.

Erica had been stuffing pizza into her mouth.

When she felt Lester come in, she immediately slowed down her pizza eating.

Lester showed no hostility.

However, he had killed so many people that the murderous aura on his body had almost become a materialized temperament, which always lingered around him.

Ordinary people wouldn't notice it, they would just think Lester was not easy to get along with.

But for Erica, that kind of temperament was too obvious.

She wiped her mouth with a tissue!

He walked out of the store carrying the pizza that the waiter had packed.

Lester also stood up.

His eyes, hidden under his hood, met Fisk's.

Turned around and followed him out.

Just a step slower.

All that was left of Erica was her back at the street corner.

But, if Leicester could be thrown off so easily.

He might as well just find a corner and die.

Ten minutes later.

Fisk received a call from Lester.

"Ok?"

"Boss, I lost you!"

Fisk, who was stuffing pizza into his mouth, was stunned.

After two seconds, he puffed his mouth to swallow the pizza and said, "Do you want to see a doctor and check your eyes?"

"Sorry, I was careless."

"I know. If you run to the Dragon King, you can't run away from the temple!"

Fisk stuffed the last piece of pizza into his mouth, bought two cups of Coke, turned around and walked out of the pizza shop. Before he knew it, it was already two or three o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was scorching in the sky.

Got on the SUV.

Without Lester at Fisker, he had to drive himself.

However, he did not start the vehicle.

Instead, he adjusted the car's interior rearview mirror.

As the rearview mirror turned, a middle-aged woman who was not good-looking appeared in Fisk's sight. He raised the Coke in his hand and said, "The weather is so hot, would you like a glass of iced Coke?"

"Who are you!"

I felt something sharp piercing my clothes from behind.

"Are you sure you don't want a drink?"

"It's so hot and there's no air conditioning in the car. Do you feel dry mouth?"

"Tear!"

From behind I heard the sound of a suit being pierced by a sharp weapon.

At the same time, Fisk felt a tingling pain in his back.

"This is the last time. Who are you?"

“I’m just a passerby eating pizza.”

"Hehe, then this pizza will be your last meal." As she said this, Erica continued to exert force with her hands, trying to stab the dagger deep into Fisk's body.

Erica originally thought that the man in front of her would beg for mercy.

After all, she had seen too many people like this. Even though they looked many times stronger than she did, they were actually just a bunch of wimps.

As soon as the dagger penetrated them, even by two or three centimeters, they would immediately beg for mercy.

Erica was ready to see Fisk begging for mercy.

But what Erica didn't expect was.

Fisk didn't even have any intention of begging for mercy, and he continued to drink Coke calmly, as if he didn't feel any pain at all. This made Erica frown involuntarily, and her hands moved more violently, tearing her expensive suit even more.

Fisk finally turned his head.

But to Erica's disappointment, he once again raised the Coke in his hand that he hadn't even had time to put a straw in, "You really don't want to drink Coke? The ice will melt in a moment."

Erica fell into silence.

She could sense that this man really didn't feel any pain... After a brief moment of silence, she was ready to pierce this man's heart completely.

But at this moment, Erica suddenly saw a car coming from a distance, which startled her. She immediately stopped what she was doing and said, "Drive!"

Fisk also noticed the car in the distance.

He observed Erica's eyes through the rearview mirror, which became as cold as a leopard. He immediately understood that the person in the car must have some relationship with Erica, and might be a killer from the Hand.

“You don’t drink Coke, and I don’t drive.

Actually, you don’t have to worry. They may not find you. My car film is very high-end!"

Erica looked at Fisk who looked calm and composed.

There was a stern look in his eyes, but he finally reached out and took the Coke.

But he didn't drink it, but put it on the cup holder in the back seat.

Fisk didn't insist any further.

Just step on the accelerator and drive slowly forward.

Just passed by that high-end car.

Two murderous gazes flashed in the silver-gray luxury sedan, but they only glanced at Fisk and Erica's faces before quickly looking away.

Continue driving forward.

Erica looked at the car going away.

She let out a long sigh in her heart and said, "Keep driving forward. I didn't tell you to stop. You are not allowed to stop, or I will kill you!" Erica said as she took out a spray from her waist and started spraying it on herself.

The Shuhehui has its own unique method of finding people.

That is - the sense of smell.

The Hand's killers have a super strong sense of smell, which allows them to smell special smells like dogs. Every person has a different smell on their body. Even ordinary people smell like sweat, but trained Hand's killers can smell other smells.

In order to prevent rebellion, the smell of all members of the Hand will be recorded.

You know, disguise can change one's appearance, but there is no way to change one's smell.

Even with odor-eliminating spray.

It can only have a temporary effect.

Erica was spraying herself while paying attention to the movement of the car. The dagger in her hand was pressed tightly against Fisk's back. She was doing three things at once. This woman was worthy of being the Hand's top killer.

She noticed the luxury car that suddenly stopped.

I understood it immediately.

It must be because she was sweating while eating pizza just now, causing the smell to leak out. She increased the strength of her hands a little more, "Drive faster!"

Several Hand killers burst into the pizza shop.

They couldn't find the source of the smell.

But after sniffing it while sitting on the seat, he skillfully began to play the video.

Fisker immediately stepped on the accelerator and drove the SUV to the end of the street.

Soon, the high-end sedan seemed to have found its target.

Turn around and rush towards this side.

The Hand is indeed a top assassin organization.

They do have some strength.

Not only does it have the ability to find people by smell.

Possesses short-term memory capabilities.

This is indeed a very powerful skill.

They had only taken a quick glance just now, and even through the thick black film on the car windows, they had already remembered Erica's disguised face.

The luxury car was running rampant all the way.

Biting the black SUV tightly.

Fisker had already stepped on the accelerator to the bottom.

But still can't get rid of the other party.

Besides, this is in downtown New York.

It's not on some wilderness road.

The back and forth chase will soon attract the attention of the police.

This also made Erica frown deeply, and she felt worried.

She regretted that she shouldn't have come back.