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

Two hundred dollars is enough to buy a truckload of Coke.

What's more, KFC offers refills.

The waiter's face was almost bursting with smiles.

He has a discount coupon.

Three Cokes cost five dollars.

The rest was his tip.

He placed the Coke on Fisk's desk, took another cup and handed it to Lester, then left happily.

Fisk looked at the Coke on the table.

He opened the lid, took a big sip, then poured the pair of eyes in the test tube into it, shook it, pinched his nose, and gulped it all down.

"belch!"

A bubbling burp.

Fisk felt the taste in his mouth.

There is no disgusting taste.

This made him very happy.

However, when he looked up again.

Everything in front of me suddenly changed.

The tables, chairs, benches, floor, walls, and even doors remained unchanged.

But...all the people have changed.

A ball of light, large or small, appeared in the center of their heads.

The colors of these light clusters are also different.

Most of them are white.

Including the guests eating, the waiters delivering the food, and the cashier collecting the money behind the counter...all are white.

However, the light ball on Lester's body was blue.

Moreover, it is much larger than other white light balls.

If the white light on an ordinary person's body is compared to grapes.

Then, the blue light ball on Lester's body looks more like a big watermelon.

"What is this?" Fisk muttered in a voice that only he could hear.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Lester felt the gaze from Fisk and turned his head subconsciously, but he met a pair of deep eyes, which were like a black hole, absorbing all the light in existence.

It's like a greedy beast.

It is spying on your soul and may pounce on you and eat you up at any time.

Lester felt dizzy after just a quick glance.

Fortunately, this feeling disappeared in an instant.

When looking into Fisk's eyes, there is no difference from normal times.

"It's a soul!" Fisk muttered, and waved his hand nonchalantly, "It's okay, eat quickly, we still have things to do later."

"Okay, boss."

You guessed it right, these light balls are souls.

Fisk can now see into people's souls.

The stronger the person.

The soul's light ball is stronger.

The more dazzling it is.

Fiskdi looked down at himself.

There is a ball of light composed of black and red on his body.

The black one is his soul, and the red one is - Kingpin's soul.

Under Fisk's gaze.

He could see it clearly.

The black soul is eating up the red soul bit by bit.

Although the speed of erosion is extremely slow.

However, the Red Soul was clearly no match.

It doesn't look like it will take long.

Black will eat up the red.

Only then will Fisk have completely taken over this body.

"Seize the body?"

Fisk raised his head.

He turned his gaze to the tall and thin middle-aged man beside him, who was cutting a thick piece of pasta with a knife and fork.

Fisk's pupils rotated slightly, and the white light ball in the middle-aged man's head slowly floated towards Fisk's eyes.

But the middle-aged man seemed to have all his strength drained away.

He fell headfirst onto the table.

But he didn't die.

Still breathing.

His soul was sucked out by Fisk.

All that was left was a body without consciousness.

Just like a vegetable.

It’s just that most of the vegetative patients have brain damage.

But this man's soul was directly sucked out.

And it's not just about withdrawal.

A white halo was suspended in the air.

Fisk could sense it.

Your eyes can eat other people's souls.

But... although the souls of ordinary people can be eaten, they are completely incapable of attracting the interest of the eyes.

Instead, it was Lester's soul that aroused Fisk's interest.

It seemed that only a colorful and huge soul like this could interest these eyes.

However, Lester of Fiskdin looked at it for a long time and couldn't find a way to pull out the blue light ball.

A feeling emerged in Fisk's heart.

That is, he must kill Lester with his own hands.

Only then can you draw out that unique blue light ball.

In addition, Fisk also felt that these eyes had other abilities.

But he didn't know how to inspire it.

After all, there is no instruction manual.

However, Fisk had a hunch that as long as he devoured enough soul light balls, the other abilities of these eyes would slowly emerge.

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" The waiter noticed the tall and thin man who had fainted on the table with his head buried in the lasagna.

I subconsciously walked over and pushed him.

When I saw that he didn't react, I immediately realized that something was wrong.

The store manager and manager were called immediately.

Fisk's eyes rolled.

The white soul flew back automatically.

Just before the store manager called an ambulance.

The man slowly woke up and looked at everything around him in confusion.

Have absolutely no idea what's going on.

He reached out and wiped the lasagna off his face.

He had no idea that he had just walked on the line between life and death.

Fisk held another Coke.

Just about to leave.

But I saw a ball of red light walking in from the door.

Almost half the size of Leicester.

He is a man with gray hair.

Probably in his forties or fifties.

He was wearing a casual suit and carrying a golf bag on his back.

He was wearing sports shoes.

He walked in from outside with his back straight, like a pine tree.

He is a soldier.