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

Otherwise, how could he have only collected one-sixth!

Sure enough, after hearing what Mark Murdoch said.

Those guys he invited to help became indignant one by one.

Information that Mark Murdoch deliberately hid.

Let them think that Fisk might buy apartments and land from these poor Hell's Kitchen residents at a very low price. You know, the residents living in Hell's Kitchen are recognized as poor people in the whole of New York.

Some people finally have a house to settle down in.

Now they are still being exploited!

All of a sudden, the doubts that everyone had had disappeared without a trace, leaving only the anger that seemed to be able to eat Fisk alive.

"action!"

With Mark Murdoch's order.

These friends he called together.

They all headed towards the pre-planned location according to the predetermined plan.

Mark Murdoch had slipped that letter under Fisk's pillow before.

So, know where Fisk's hiding place is.

So there is no need to look around at all.

He led his men straight to Fisk's hiding place.

It's already half past two in the morning.

The entire Hell's Kitchen was completely silent. You could hear a pin drop, and there was not a single unnecessary noise.

Even the wind seemed to have lost its momentum in Hell's Kitchen.

However, as Mark Murdoch and his men moved quickly.

Their actions naturally brought strong winds.

Mark Murdoch vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

He had been here once before, and although it was also very quiet at that time, there was a curfew team of bloodthirsty nuns!

However, along the way, there was not even a patrol team.

This gave him a bad feeling.

But it's just like in court.

The point has come where the arrow is on the string and has to be shot.

Now, it is obviously unrealistic to go back home.

Soon, they arrived near the building where Fisk lived.

"Echo, go and check if there is anyone in the building." The thin mutant with green hair was currently on the rooftop of a small building opposite the building.

Although, the building he was standing on was not as tall as a skyscraper.

But it is enough to serve as a sentry tower.

His mouth opened wide and his eyes bulged outward.

Immediately afterwards, invisible sound waves spewed out from his mouth.

These sound waves travel extremely fast.

In the blink of an eye, it penetrated into the interior of the building. Then, the sound waves were quickly bounced back and reflected back to the head wrapped in green hair. A large number of images took shape in his mind, and at the same time, his face changed drastically.

Because what he saw inside the building was nothing but a small number of people.

There are also black holes in the muzzles of guns.

This is a trap.

He immediately turned on the radio.

But right now.

A black shadow quickly passed across the sky.

The green-haired mutant didn't even have a chance to react before he was grabbed by the throat and dragged into the sky, disappearing into the silent night.

Mark Murdoch waited for a long time but received no response.

He immediately thought to himself that something was wrong.

There might really be a trap.

Just as they were about to give the order to retreat, they heard a shrill noise from the radio, followed by a man's voice: "Hey, attorney Mark Murdoch, welcome to Hell's Kitchen.

Don't be shy!

Why are you hiding? I am very hospitable! "

Fisk appeared on the top of the building. The dazzling spotlight projected a blinding beam of light into the depths of the clouds. The flickering light made Fisk, who was standing on the top of the building, extremely eye-catching.

Fisk seemed to feel the warmth of the light behind him.

It also seemed as if I could feel the guests hiding in the dark corners.

He stretched out his palm as if embracing the sky, and then the next second it turned into a standard gentleman's salute: "Welcome, welcome to hell."

And as this voice fell.

There was a sudden and loud explosion in Hell's Kitchen.

Immediately afterwards, one dazzling pillar of fire after another began to flash above the streets of Hell's Kitchen.

The flames, accompanied by shrapnel, quickly swept in all directions like a storm that could tear everything apart. The air was torn apart, and the sharp whistling sound was like the background music of the arrival of the god of death.

Mark Murdoch and his men were facing the mines hidden beside them.

They could only keep fleeing in a panic.

Trying to avoid the stranglehold of these modern technological weapons.

But not everyone has super perception like Mark Murdoch.

In fact, most of the friends he invited, although they possessed supernatural powers, were ordinary people before they mastered these powers and had not received any training, which is why they are not very famous.

Only a few mutants from Xavier's School for Gifted People reacted quickly and were not hurt by the mines.

The rest of the people were either killed in the explosion of landmines or seriously injured and dying, losing their combat effectiveness, and could only lie on the roadside like a dead dog.

Fisk has Erica as a traitor, so he naturally knows the location and direction of these guys' sneaking in.

Therefore, the placement of mines is also targeted.

To be honest, if Fisk were to encounter this situation, he would probably choose to retreat as soon as he realized something was wrong.

Only a guy like Mark Murdoch, who is desperate and has lost his mind, would continue to act stubbornly.

But when Mark Murdoch turned around to look for his girlfriend, he found that his girlfriend had disappeared without his knowledge.

It's as if she didn't come along!

"retreat!"

Mark Murdoch yelled and pulled up his teammate whose leg was blown off.

But such an action.

This also allowed Lester to successfully see him in the sight!

"Boss, I'm sure I can blow that guy's head off...Do you need me to break his legs and capture him alive?"

Fisk lit up his cigar with some excitement.

He really wanted to capture this lawyer alive and then mock and torture him.

However, considering that most villains die because they talk too much.

Fisk flicked the cigar he had just lit away.

Then, he pressed the earphone directly on his ear and said, "Leave his face alone and kill him!"

Lester pulled the trigger the moment he received the order.

When a heavy rifle fires a bullet, the sound is often not too loud, but rather unusually dull. It was in the dull sound that the sharp bullet cut through the air and flew towards the back of Mark Murdoch's heart at an extraordinary speed.

Mark Murdoch seemed to sense something and twisted his body violently to try to dodge.

But the second shot has already arrived.

The bullet pierced Mark Murdoch's chest.

Blood and bone fragments spurted out.

Mark Murdoch looked down at the wound on his chest and fell to the ground with disbelief on his face.

Chapter 95 Murdoch, your girlfriend is so nice!

"Will this make him run away?"

"Didn't run away!"

Fisk looked at the blood on the ground.

Looking at the small detached building not far away.

"Someone helped him!"

Lester had a bullet casing in his mouth.

Like showing off.

The shell twisted constantly between teeth and tongue.

Makes a crunching sound.

"I know you fired the shot, stop showing off!" Fisk rolled his eyes and took the chainsaw from the gunman behind him, "Go put out the fire, don't let it start.

I don’t want this to be Miami!”