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

"I know where you are. I'll be there soon."

“Looking forward to seeing you.”

Russell hung up the phone, broke the phone with force, then quickly walked into the room, pulled out a suitcase from under the bed, picked it up and walked outside.

This is a call from a killer organization.

It was a phone call from a killer organization that was famous all over the world. There was no one they couldn't kill, it was just that the price was high.

However, this is compared with the benefits that will be obtained in the future.

It's nothing.

But as soon as he reached the front door, he saw his wife Betty Ross tremblingly opening the door.

Russell was stunned at first, and then he hid the box in his hand beside him with some guilt, but fortunately his wife was also stunned, and hid her body behind the door with some guilt as well.

"You...didn't go to the speech today?"

Russell shook his head. "I felt a little unwell today, so I canceled the speech. But I feel much better now. I'm about to go to the office to deal with some documents."

Russell's nose twitched suddenly, as if he smelled something.

But the smell is very faint, and you can't smell it clearly unless you smell it carefully.

And he unexpectedly discovered that his wife was not wearing stockings today.

As a couple, he knew that Betty was an avid fan of stockings.

Even in the lab, she would wear stockings.

She has bought all kinds of stockings in her wardrobe.

Some were even bought from fashion shows and were incredibly expensive.

Today she wore a black suit and high heels, and no stockings, which made Russell feel a little incredible.

However, he did not take it too seriously because he had more important things to do at the moment.

"I'm leaving first. Those documents are quite important. I have to deal with them."

He leaned sideways and squeezed past Betty.

Russell walked towards the garage.

Betty, trembling, held on to the wall and quickly closed the door.

Betty didn't breathe a sigh of relief until she closed the door.

Her legs, which had been tightly clamped together, finally relaxed a little.

Or the pain coming from your body.

Betty cursed viciously.

How could she go out without wearing stockings?

Today, she was wearing high-end stockings worth more than seven hundred dollars.

A pair of stockings like this is almost worth a quarter of her monthly salary!

Betty's cheeks, which had finally adjusted themselves, turned red again.

Betty took out the torn stockings from the bag and clenched them in her hand with a guilty conscience. Only after she was sure that she was in her own home did she heave a long sigh of relief and walk out to the inner room.

Not only are the stockings dirty.

There is also a sticky liquid on it that is like glue.

This thing should have been thrown in the trash.

But for some reason, she was reluctant to throw it away.

But suddenly Betty once again held onto the table next to her.

She forgot that she had just suffered a serious injury and could not do strenuous exercise.

"Damn bastard!"

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Fisk returned to Hell's Kitchen humming a little tune.

He suddenly felt that the weather was nice today and he felt refreshed.

As for what happened in school in the morning, he forgot everything.

All the homeless people on the streets were cleared away.

Various construction teams have also entered Hell's Kitchen.

However, construction has not yet started.

Because the formal construction drawings are still being produced.

Fisk has great ambitions for his own nest.

He wants to turn this place into a fortress.

A fortress that can be attacked or defended.

After all, the world is full of dangers.

Although, although there is another world as a trump card.

But there are too many monsters in this world, and he won't be able to sleep if he doesn't build a fortress.

Vultures flew down from the sky.

"Boss, Crow is here!"

Ulysses Klaue is an arms dealer.

Ulysses Klau's father was a Nazi agent.

He died in Africa because of a failed mission.

Ulysses Klaue has always wanted to avenge his father's death.

He grew up in one of the most troubled parts of Africa.

And eventually became an arms dealer.

Became the kind of arms dealer that can influence the situation in Africa.

However, Ulysses Krauk was not just an arms dealer.

He is also a physicist and ruler. He owns his own arms group and weapons research and development department, and is even the shadow president of many African countries.

Vulture and Crow have a special relationship.

Vulture once helped Klaue to modify a weapon or mining tool called a sonic converter, which can gather the energy of sound waves for destruction or excavation.

But this was not enough to bring Klaue to the United States, as he is still on the American wanted list.

The reason why he was willing to take the risk to come to the United States, in addition to Vulture's invitation, was more importantly that he knew from somewhere that Fisk had destroyed Miami.

Got it, Fisk possesses powerful military force.

Therefore, I want to come to the United States to discuss a cooperation project with Fisker.

Went into the room.

A strong smell of cigar hits me in the face.

Ulysses Klaue has a buzz cut, scars all over his face, gold rings on his hands, and all kinds of ugly tattoos all over his body. He looks like a nouveau riche.

He had a cigar in his hand.

When he saw Fisk coming in, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly stood up and shook Fisk's hand enthusiastically, "You must be Mr. St. Fisk. I am Ulysses Klaue, and it's a pleasure to meet you."

Fisk looked the guy over.

He can feel it.

This guy is all over the place with exaggerated styling and fluttering.

It's all just a disguise.

This is an extremely dangerous guy.

But, it is as fragile as an aluminum can.

It broke into pieces with one punch.

Fisk gently stretched out his hand, took out the respirator from the belly of the table, and placed it in front of him. "Mr. Ulysses Klaue, I'm glad you can come to New York, but before we chat, I have to return something to you, which is this."

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Chapter 112 The Gift of Ulysses Klaue

"You are really a quick-witted person!" Ulysses Klaue kept smiling. He gently reached out and took the respirator. After seeing the blood in the gap of the respirator, Ulysses Klaue's face changed for a moment, but he still sat on the chair without leaving any trace, and said with a smile on his face: "Thank you for your gift, Mr. Fisk."

"You're welcome. I always like to give gifts to friends I meet for the first time!"

Fisk turned his attention to the bodyguards behind Ulysses Klaue.

They are all Nordic people, with golden hair and broad bodies.