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

April One didn't know what this feeling was. When Fisk pressed his palm on the wound, severe pain entered her mind, but the feeling of pain that came and went made her particularly fascinated.

April One suddenly felt as if she had awakened some attribute.

April One was actually somewhat reluctant to let Fisk's hand leave.

But this does not mean that she has completely thrown away her worries. She is a brave and hardworking female reporter and the most beautiful scenery on the streets of New York. She is not a vase. More importantly,

She wasn't going to accept a fucking bastard as her bed partner.

Fisk shook his fingers. Although he only touched a small area, April Oney still let out a short low moan from her nose: "Well, no, stay away from me, you damn bastard!"

She struggled and tried hard to sit up.

The wounds on her body opened due to her violent movements and blood oozed out.

I saw April One struggling violently.

Fisk pursed his lips and gently released his hand.

He knew that going overboard at this point would do no good.

This female reporter just lies here, unable to go anywhere.

Boiling a frog in warm water requires slowness, otherwise the fire will be too big.

That frog can really jump away.

Looking at Fisk's retracted hand.

April One didn't know why.

My heart was suddenly filled with a deep sense of loss.

However, this feeling of loss soon turned into jealousy.

Because she saw Yasuo Mina wrapped around Fisk like a earthworm.

Yasuo Mina smelled the strong masculine scent on Fisk. In addition, she also smelled a faint smell of rust and blood. She couldn't help but slightly open her sexy lips, her breath was as sweet as orchid, and her already rapid breathing became more intense. Her lips opened and closed, as if she hoped that Fisk would kiss her as soon as possible, passionately, and madly.

Fisk saw what Yasuo Mina was thinking.

But he didn't respond immediately.

The lamb was tasty though.

However, I have no appetite for mutton now.

His eyes swept over April One.

Until he saw the burning jealousy in April One's eyes.

Fisk then kissed and bit Yasuo Mina's lips fiercely.

Yasuo Mina responded enthusiastically.

She hugged Fisk's strong back tightly with emotion.

The soft arms kept the suit tightly fixed on the iron-like body. As the suit was slowly unbuttoned, the iron-like muscles were exposed in front of the seriously injured female reporter.

April One watched everything in front of her.

The wounds on her body seemed to start hurting again, and heat continued to flow through her body. Trickles of blood flowed down from the broken wounds as she struggled.

Obviously, there was no one's hand on her at this moment.

But she felt unspeakable torment.

Although she was seriously injured at this moment, a voice kept coming from her mind, urging her to rush over and squeeze Yasuo Mina away, and become the only "beast" entangled with the iron-like muscles!

Fisk's eyes slowly scanned her body.

Until it condenses on the sole of the foot that is not wrapped in gauze.

April One's instep was thin, white, tender and plump. Although she was not wearing stockings at the moment, which was a bit of a pity, one could feel more intuitively how delicate and smooth her skin was.

Her toes are straight and full, with the five toes increasing in size from small to large, without any uneven height, and no toe is unusually long or short. The tips of the toes are slightly curled upwards, while the other toes are twisted together because of her discomfort, making them unusually small and extremely cute.

It gave Fisk the urge to kiss him.

I pinched April Onee's smooth calf with my hands.

Not bad.

April One jerked her calf back sharply.

But Fisk would never let her go so easily.

The palm of the hand was clenched tightly like an iron hoop.

Starting from the ankle, Fisk circled one of April One's feet with his fingers and gently massaged the skin on the sole and outer edge of the foot.

Then, use one hand to massage along the tendons and bones to the front of the foot, and use the thumb and index finger of the other hand to hold each toe, rub back and forth, and gently pull outwards.

"Mina, come here!"

Yasuo Mina knelt obediently in front of April One, and under Fisk's command, she gently bit April One's heel!

Fisk lifted one of April One's legs and let Yaso Mina kiss it slowly from the heel upwards.

He himself was slowly pinching April One's toes.

April One's face turned red as blood, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Ms. Reporter, if you want this to end, all you have to do is say it."

April One made no further objection.

Just a low sound came from the throat.

If you don't listen carefully, you can hardly hear anything.

"If you don't tell me, I'll take that as your consent." Fisk was about to pull his hand back.

"No...don't!" April One suddenly made a sound, her tone was much lower and softer, without the feeling of extreme resistance from before.

"Okay!" Fisk finally smiled.

He knew that this famous female street reporter had begun to be tamed by him. His palms greedily brushed April's smooth skin, pressing gently regardless of whether she was injured or not: "Tell me, what happened, please?"

April One no longer hesitated. She was completely immersed in the feeling of pain and happiness, and slowly narrated the whole process.

It turns out that they were originally planning to break into Hell's Kitchen a second time to rescue Mina.

But before the action was taken, the Bigfoot Gang suddenly attacked the sewer and took away the four little turtles and the seriously injured big rat.

April One was originally called over to help gather intelligence.

But the Big Foot Gang's killer hacked her indiscriminately and seriously injured her.

Although the four little turtles fought back, they were no match for the killers and were all captured. April Onee was seriously injured and struggled to crawl out of the sewer. She was taken to the hospital by passers-by.

Maybe it was just a coincidence of fate.

April One is an orphan.

No family members.

The hospital's nursing organization cooperates with Sister Maria.

So I contacted the church.

However, the church was burned down and most of the nuns were injured.

Those who are not injured still have to go out and take care of the business.

The nun has no one left.

In desperation, Sister Maria sent Mina to take care of April One.

When April One woke up and saw Mina sitting safe and sound at the head of her bed, she was completely stunned.

Mina was also surprised to see April Onee who was seriously injured.

After learning that her adoptive father had been captured, Mina obtained Sister Maria's consent and transferred her to Hell's Kitchen, which led to what is happening today.

After April One finished the story in a stammering voice, she no longer had any strength in her body. Even saliva was dripping from the corners of her mouth, and she didn't react at all. Mina's saliva also flowed down April One's calves and dripped onto the bed sheets.

It looked extremely shameful.

But before hearing Fisk's order, she still had no intention of letting go and continued to kiss April One's calves and soles.

Fortunately, after the saliva dripped onto the bed sheet, it did not leave any noticeable traces.

It turned out that the white bed sheet with the church logo printed on it had been soaked with an unknown liquid and turned dark gray without anyone noticing.

Therefore, it is impossible to tell what liquid has dripped onto it.

Chapter 71 Miami!

"God's Waiting Room"

Because of its warm climate, Miami is the favorite city for many Americans to live in after retirement. That is why it is dubbed God's Waiting Room, meaning that God likes to live here after retirement... Of course, that was before the drug war came.

Because it is closer to Latin America.

Miami has long been a paradise for criminals.

Since the 1970s, Miami has gradually become a transit point for drugs entering the United States due to its convenient geographical location. By the early 1980s, the Miami area concentrated 70% of the cocaine, 70% of the marijuana and 90% of the methaqualone transactions in the United States.

It is a tourist city, but the builders of this city did not rely on tourism, but on drugs.

Gangs and drug lords "launder" the dirty money they earn from the drug market and then reinvest it, indirectly driving the booming real estate industry in Miami.

But in reality, the construction and real estate industries are just a channel for money laundering.

There are a large number of five-star hotels, high-end apartments, bustling nightclubs and skyscrapers here.

At the beginning of the 21st century, when the US real estate market was sluggish due to the financial crisis and the construction industry was generally stagnant, the Miami government issued more than 10,000 building permits and more than 20 skyscrapers sprang up.

The common currency in this city is not the US dollar, but cocaine, marijuana and methamphetamine.

However, those who rule here now are not Latin American drug lords and local mafia gangs, but the Japanese pigs from across the ocean!

That's the Big Foot Gang!

As an outsider gang.