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

Lester slashed Fisk's butt with a knife - showing off his skills.

He can actually draw maps.

He can go through the path he has walked.

Draw a rough map of your route.

Although this map looks a bit rough, some important image details on it are drawn in a way that ordinary people can distinguish and recognize.

“Can you draw maps?”

"You'll get it after you've been on the battlefield for a while." Lester was drawing a map while carefully looking around, "Boss, where are those monsters?"

"how could I know!"

Fisk also felt a little strange. If someone said that all the zombies were burned to death, Fisk would not believe it.

However, it seemed that there were really no zombies to be seen.

Could it be that they were all burned to death?

Fisk shook his head.

When he was at the Forensic Center, he once captured a zombie for experiment. The fire had been extinguished by then, but there were still a large number of zombies in the entire underground space.

How come I can’t see any of them this time?

It feels like hiding.

Zombies...can they play hide-and-seek?

"Da da da!"

Gunshots were heard in the distance.

But the gunshots were intermittent, and there was a pause of two to three seconds between each shot.

It didn't sound like a rapid-fire assault rifle, but more like a bolt-action rifle. The sound of the gun was not crisp, but rather dull.

But the weapons Fisk and his men brought with them did not include bolt-action rifles.

This made Fisk raise his eyebrows.

Could it be that they are the natives of this world?

"Boss, the gunshots are a bit muffled. It's probably because the gunpowder is not completely burned... All the bullets used in guns are smokeless gunpowder. Even if they are soaked in water, it is impossible for them to not burn completely..."

Lester suddenly stopped talking in the middle of his speech, but his point was already very clear.

"Don't you want to ask a few more questions?"

"No need... If one day, boss, you want to tell me the answer, you will definitely tell me."

"Tsk tsk! We have left our world."

"I understand!" Lester's pupils shrank subconsciously.

No wonder Fisk was not afraid at all that these prisoners would run away and leak everything here.

Leicester had already speculated before.

And it is precisely because of the speculation that there is a foundation.

So when Fisk told him the truth.

He accepted it quickly.

"Then, boss, if the natives of this world discovered those prisoners..."

"Oh, whoever talks too much, just kill them all." Fisk said disdainfully: "To me, this world is like my backyard, and our world is like the arsenal!

Besides, the natives of this world have no way to reach our world." Fisk walked forward with the axe on his shoulder, "Remember that heart?"

"Remember!"

"This world is equivalent to the past. Because of me, you can travel between the two worlds. But the natives of this world, even if they enter the elevator, will lose their vitality and moisture during the ascent and become a mummy.

Surely, maybe there is some way to allow the natives of this world to enter our world?

But I just don’t know now!

Maybe I’ll find it later.”

The two chatted and walked to the place where the gunshots came from.

That's a gate.

Three floors.

The first layer is sharp wire.

Hanging from the ceiling above.

The second layer is a mesh steel railing, which looks very strong. At least if ordinary people want to open it, it would take some effort without the right tools.

The third floor has a dull yellow glass wall.

Three layers of gates separated the two from the outside world.

Fisk looked to both sides and saw solid concrete walls.

The difficulty of breaking through should not be easier than these three layers of gates.

Especially this glass wall.

Very heavy.

It looked like the kind of glass used in aquariums to separate humans and marine life. Fisk placed his hand on the glass wall and pushed it hard.

Nothing happened.

He continued to increase his strength in defiance of the evil.

But the glass wall remained motionless.

There is no need to say more about Fisk's power.

This glass wall would be difficult to break open even without using explosives.

However, through the gaps between the glass, wire mesh and gates, Fisk and Lester could still see the outside world clearly.

A large number of zombies gathered there.

A dozen people wearing black bulletproof vests were holding rifles that had run out of bullets, stabbing the zombies that had gathered around them. Their movements were extremely sharp, and each of them could easily pierce a zombie's skull.

Behind them was a passage glowing with light.

Through the glass wall, you can vaguely see the green plants outside.

They seemed to want to come in.

But these zombies blocked their way in.

There were already densely packed corpses lying around them.

The only rifle that was still capable of firing was in the hands of a woman.

She kept shooting, while holding the rifle with a bayonet like Zhao Zilong and sending the zombies flying. Every time she pulled the bayonet out of the zombie's head, her body leaned forward slightly, revealing her hot and sexy figure in an S-shape. The tight clothes allowed Fisk to easily see the woman's streamlined body and eye-catching muscles!

The woman was wearing a red leather jacket with a seductive black turtleneck sweater underneath. A brass bullet hanging on a necklace lay quietly on the high, exaggerated and majestic peaks on her chest.

Although the turtleneck sweater perfectly concealed the bottomless ravine, every time he raised his head, his skin as white as snow could still be seen from the gap between the black sweater and the chin, tempting people's attention and making people want to explore further.

But it was wrapped tightly in black.

Nothing can be seen.

It's a pity.

More zombies surrounded them.

They surrounded a woman who was slaughtering zombies outside.

Facing the swarming zombies.

The woman was not panicked.

She took out a dagger from her waist, then supported herself on the ground with her toes and began to spin like a top. The tremendous force allowed her to cut the zombies around her unscrupulously.

Her slender waist, which was so thin that it could be held in one hand, became even more slender as she twisted her body, and her beautiful buttocks, which were already perky, became even rounder and fuller, just like a ripe watermelon.

Full of endless temptation.

Her legs were straight and slender. She was wearing black tights without any extra decorations. Two pistols were inserted in cowhide holsters and tied firmly to her thighs.

Against the backdrop of the cowhide bandage, her thighs appear more plump. She is wearing a pair of black boots with two black laces at the bends of her legs, which seem to be specially used to protect her knees. She does not look bloated at all, but makes her thighs look longer.

Fisk's eyes lingered greedily over the woman.

The woman who had sent all the zombies flying around her suddenly seemed to sense something and glanced over here. Fisk was finally able to see the woman's face clearly.

She had short hair, an Asian face, a tall and delicate nose, and bright red lipstick on her lips, which made her sculpted lips even more beautiful. Fisk inexplicably had the urge to rush over and take a bite.

No wonder the zombies around are rushing so vigorously.

It seems like they should have the same idea.

She has peach blossom eyes and impeccable facial features, especially with light makeup and faint traces of eyeliner above her eyes, but she doesn't look weak at all. Instead, it adds a bit of powerful temperament to her already beautiful appearance.

Matching with the smart leather jacket.

Her whole temperament gives people a mysterious and unpredictable feeling.

And it was indeed so. The woman's eyes were full of coldness and arrogance, and her perception was very strong. Even at a distance of dozens of meters, she could still accurately scan Fisk and Lester who were standing behind the three curtain walls.

She frowned.

There was a flash of disbelief in his eyes.

However, the zombies beside her did not give her a chance to think.

Instead, he continued to rush towards her with big strides.

"Ada, we're out of bullets, we have to retreat!

Otherwise, we will all die here!" From the team behind, an overwhelmed voice came. The woman once again picked up the rifle in her hand and sent the zombie flying, then quickly retreated, "There are people in the curtain wall!"

The glass walls are thick and also block the spread of sound.