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

He said in a somewhat strange tone: "What are you going to do?"

"Nothing, my boss wants to chat with you." Lester reached out and took the car keys, then looked at Dr. Kraft with a smile, "It's getting late, I hope you can hurry up, my boss has to go to a date soon."

Dr. Kraft walked onto the SUV nervously, and as soon as he got in, Fisk gave him a bear hug: "Welcome, my friend Dr. Kraft, it's nice to meet you, and by the way, I wish you a happy retirement." As he spoke, Fisk took out a heavy gift box and stuffed it into Dr. Kraft's arms.

This gift box is particularly heavy.

When the gift box was placed in Dr. Kraft's arms, his palms were unable to catch it. The heavy gift box hit his thigh bone, making a creaking sound. It must have weighed at least several dozen kilograms.

"what is this?"

"Don't you know if you open it and take a look?"

Reaching out to open the box, golden light shone on Dr. Kraft's face.

It is the radiance of gold.

The dazzling light made Dr. Kraft close the box in an instant.

He looked at Fisk with some disbelief.

“Yes, the box is full of gold.

All the weight you can feel is the weight of gold."

"What do you want me to do?"

Dr. Kraft couldn't suppress his excitement.

But he also understands that there is no pie in the world, let alone a free lunch.

"It's simple!" Fisk said with a smile, "The prisoners in the heavy prison are all damned desperadoes, they don't deserve to live in this world.

Every minute and every second they live in this world is the greatest injustice to those they hurt.

Perhaps, a big fire could make them all disappear silently.

Let the victims’ families feel better.”

"You want me to set a fire?"

"No, how could I let you set a fire?

A prisoner set the fire, and the fire spread, soon burning down the entire prison.

It started as a fight between two gangs, and you tried hard to put out the fire, but it spread too quickly.

As a result, in just a blink of an eye, the entire prison was completely engulfed in flames. After paying the tragic sacrifice of two prison guards who failed to rescue them and were burned to death in the fire, you were forced to evacuate the prison.

They all had some burns on their bodies, and all the doors of the cells could not be opened due to damaged circuits, causing all the prisoners to burn to death in the fire…” Fisk said nonchalantly.

Dr. Kraft said nothing, just stared at the man driving.

The person driving the car was not Lester. Lester was sitting in the passenger seat. The person sitting in the driver's seat was a prisoner who had previously served time in a heavy prison.

The man seemed to feel Dr. Kraft's gaze.

He slowly turned around and smiled at Dr. Kraft.

Dr. Kraft felt his scalp tingling. "What on earth do you want to do? Why do you need so many serious criminals?"

"I just simply want to rid the people of harm, that's all, please believe me."

“Do I have room to refuse?”

"Maybe not."

Dr. Kraft nodded, understanding his situation, but then added, “I can do this, but what happens next?

They will go and check. If there aren't so many dead bodies in there, I won't be able to explain myself!

If they come to me, I may not be able to withstand it.

Even if you threaten to kill me, I may not be able to withstand their interrogation."

Lester glanced at Dr. Kraft in the rearview mirror.

Although, what Dr. Kraft said was very unfair.

But anyone could sense that he was threatening Fisk.

Lester shook his head slightly and stopped looking at Dr. Kraft.

Fisk lowered his head and suddenly remembered the bodies of the homeless people.

A smile spread across his face once again, and he suddenly said strangely, "I'll find a way to deal with the prisoner's body. After the fire, all that's left are ashes, right?"

……

Standing at the door holding a gift box.

Dr. Kraft looked at the SUV going away.

He let out a long sigh.

He was like a salmon caught in a fishing net.

Once it reaches this point, escape depends on the fisherman's carelessness.

Or whether the fisherman was merciful.

“When it’s over, take back the gold and the money.

Then, shut him up!"

Fisco flicked his cigar out the window.

He hated being threatened.

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Fisk is leaving for Washington tomorrow.

Originally, he planned to pick up Gwen directly the next morning.

However, Mrs. Stacy had already left New York for a meeting today.

Considering Gwen was home alone.

Fisk prepared to take her out for a big meal.

Gwen wore a fitted white dress today.

Very avant-garde.

It was decorated with lace flowers, which was elegant and refreshing, and revealed the purity and liveliness unique to a girl. She was wearing transparent stockings and a pair of brown and black flat patent leather shoes on her feet - it was snow-white, delicate, and crystal clear, making Fisk unable to resist the urge to go up and caress it hard.

"Mr. Fisk, you're here!"

Gwen saw Fisk and immediately trotted back from a distance.

Fisk only smelled a fresh, sweet fragrance, a blend of the minty cooling shower gel and the body fragrance of a young girl.

Smells great!

"Yes, have you packed your luggage?

How do we set off tomorrow?"

"They have all been sent to school. You can gather at the school gate tomorrow morning. There are not many people going this time, only two buses! They have all been to Washington, so they didn't sign up!"

"Oh! That's good!"

"By the way, Mr. Fisk, where's your luggage?"

Fisker patted the SUV beside him and said, "This car will arrive in Washington first to wait for us tomorrow. Let it take my luggage!"

As Fisk spoke, he opened the car door, but at this moment, he suddenly felt as if he was being stared at by something.

He turned his head immediately.

Only then did I see the figure standing in the dark on the top of a villa not far away.

Yes - Pajama Baby!

Gwen seemed to sense something and glanced slightly.

I also saw that figure.

Suddenly, impatience arose in my heart.

Of course she knew who that dark figure was.

She just hoped that this follower would not disturb her dinner tonight.

Otherwise, Gwen would get angry.

Fisker also got in the car.

He asked Lester and the others to go back first.

He drove alone to pick up Gwen.

If it were someone else, Lester might have hesitated.

However, Lester and the others had no doubt about Fisk's strength.

"Mr. Fisk, is that place far from here?" Gwen looked at the bright neon lights and roads ahead, and slowly approached Fisk. The faint smell of mint shampoo once again entered her nose.

"It's not too far, we'll be there in a little while!" Fisk smelled the scent coming from his nose, and his heart was a little hot, but his expression did not show it. Instead, he began to interrupt, trying to distract himself, "By the way, is our trip to Washington this time a travel program arranged by the school?

still? "

"Yes, it's a study project!" Gwen nodded. "We have to visit famous attractions in Washington, visit various universities in Washington, and write a travelogue.

Mr. Fisk, I hate writing travel notes. Every time I write one, my head hurts. I don’t know why I have to write this kind of thing when I’m just going out to have fun!”

Beep! "

Fisker honked his horn.

He slammed on the brakes.

In the middle of the night, a black Chevrolet sedan suddenly appeared on the road ahead. It came out from the side road and Fisker almost hit it.

Because of this braking, Gwen's body was directly unbalanced.

She was already close to Fisk, and her body bumped directly into Fisk.