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

Fisk gently held Mrs. Osborne's arm with his hand and said with a smile, "Mrs. Osborne, are you okay?"

"Yes, thank you, Mr. Fisk." Mrs. Osborne smiled and pushed her hand away from her forehead.

However, he did not pull his arm out of Fisk's hand.

The sunlight shone on her body, as if she was covered with a thin veil, and Mrs. Osborne's body gave off a faint scent of tempting candy perfume. Her long and curled black eyelashes and slightly red cheeks due to brandy made her charming eyes even more charming, and her bright and rosy plump lips outlined a charming shape.

"Gentlemen, what were you talking about?"

Hear this.

Fisk understood that she also came for General Ross!

A smile slowly appeared on the corners of his mouth.

Mrs. Osborne, you got here on your own!

Chapter 119 Two Phone Calls

"Sorry, I'm a little drunk!" Mrs. Osborne's face was as red as an apple.

She drank a quarter of the bottle of Louis XIII Cognac.

Although, this is also made from grapes.

But this is strong liquor.

Even if it doesn't have the same stimulation as vodka.

But it has to be said that Mrs. Osborne really has a good alcohol tolerance: "Me too!" Justin also wiped the sweat from his forehead. He also drank a quarter of the bottle.

Fisk drank all the remaining wine. Compared with the other two, Fisk did not look drunk at all, and his face did not even turn red.

He smiled and said to the two of them:

It was nice chatting with you two.

Then let’s drink it after we get to Washington!

That’s all for today!

I still have to spend the afternoon with the kids! Don’t drink too much.”

"it is good!"

Mrs. Osborne stood up first. Maybe it was because of the alcohol, but she was a little unsteady. She kept holding the back of the chair with her hands, but even with the back of the chair, she still couldn't stabilize her body.

It looked like it was about to fall down.

It was Fisk who gave her a hand and helped her to stand firmly.

but!

Mrs. Osborne seemed to have found something to rely on.

He supported Fisk with all his strength.

And he moved closer to Fisk's body.

It felt like I wanted to stick to it and never leave.

"Mom!" Harry Osborn trotted over, hugged Mrs. Osborn, and reached out to push Fisk away. However, with his body that was as small as a chicken, there was no way he could push Fisk's strong body that seemed as strong as a mountain.

Not only did he fail to push Fisk, but he was also backfired by the force and took several steps backwards.

This also made Mrs. Osborne fall deeper into Fisk's arms.

However, he refused to admit defeat and rushed forward again.

While running, he said, "Damn it, stay away from me!"

Mrs. Osborne reached out and held Harry's hand, and said to Fisk apologetically, "Harry! Sorry, Mr. Fisk, thank you for helping me!" Then she dragged Harry to a seat far away.

Although Harry was held back by his mother, he continued to glare at Fisk.

His eyes are sharp and he wants to eat people.

Fisk smiled nonchalantly at Harry.

He turned around and walked back to his seat.

Gwen looked out the window angrily.

As if he didn't notice Fisk had returned.

Or maybe he has already noticed it but is just pretending not to know.

What is the little girl jealous of?

Fisk reached out and rubbed her head vigorously. Gwen tried to dodge, but after hesitating for a moment, she finally didn't dodge. Her puffy little face slowly deflated like a pufferfish.

Outside the window, there are no tall buildings or skyscrapers to be seen, and the car has already entered the highway.

New York is very close to Washington.

It is only 363.65 kilometers, and it would take a normal car no more than four hours to get there.

But the bus cannot go too fast, so it will take about five to six hours.

Also, this is an election year, and there are all kinds of rallies in Washington.

So, maybe spend more time going into town!

Fortunately, the tour bus is very comfortable and has excellent shock absorption. The seats can also be folded down, so you won’t feel too tired even during a long journey.

Fisk stared straight ahead with lifeless eyes.

It's rare to have such free time, I can empty my mind and not think about too many problems.

It’s a pity that it didn’t last long.

The ringing of his cell phone interrupted his moment of relaxation.

Fisk answered the phone with a frown.

This is an unknown number.

However, not many people know his number.

The call was connected and a woman's voice came from the other end.

The woman's voice sounded a little old, but it was not unpleasant to the ear. Instead, it had a faint magnetism. "Hello, Mr. Fisk!"

Gwen twitched her ears and turned her head.

He looked at Fisk with curiosity.

Fisk made a shushing gesture to Gwen, then said calmly, "Do we know each other?"

"Sorry to bother you." The woman on the other side of the phone had a very proper attitude and apologized right away. However, this did not lower Fisk's guard, because this was most likely a case of first courtesy and then force.

"Don't apologize yet, do we know each other?"

"I forgot to introduce myself. My last name is Gao, and you can call me Mrs. Gao. I am the leader of the Hand!" The voice on the other end was still calm, as if it was a robot without any emotions.

"Oh!" Fisk raised his eyebrows. Why would the Hand call him?

Could it be that they discovered that I was shielding Erica?

Erica has been volunteering in the church recently.

She prayed with Sister Maria and took care of orphans during the day, and often disguised herself at night to go shopping. She said that at night, after a day's work, those office workers in New York either drank alcohol or had promiscuous sex, which made the smell in the air in New York more complex, more suitable for disguise, and also allowed her to go shopping at will to satisfy her shopping desire.

Of course, the thing Erica has been doing most recently is to sneak attack Fisk at night.

Moreover, the frequency of sneak attacks has been increasing in recent times.

Fortunately, it was Fisker.

If it were anyone else.

I'm afraid it has been sucked dry long ago!

No, if the Hand discovered Erica's whereabouts, they would hunt her down to death.

Because, Erica said, when she escaped.

An account book was brought out from the Shuhehui, which contained various account expenditures of the Shuhehui over the past three years. If this account book were to be leaked, the consequences would be disastrous.

Therefore, if the Hand finds Erica's whereabouts.

He will definitely kill her at all costs.

Ensure the security of that ledger.

It seemed as if he sensed Fisk's displeasure.

It seemed as if he didn't hear Fisk's next words.

Mrs. Gao was silent for a while and then continued, "Mr. Fisk, this is my number. If you encounter any difficulties in Washington, you can call this number directly.

Whatever the problem, the Hand is willing to help you share it!"

court?

Fisk sneered in his heart.

This is not a gesture of goodwill, it is clearly a threat!

Fisk understood what Mrs. Gao said.

She was warning Fisk that the Hand was the real underground king of Washington.

Fisk, you stinky guy from New York, don't be ungrateful and cause trouble everywhere!

"Don't worry, Madam Gao." Fisk said calmly, "Although this is my first time in Washington, I don't think I will run into any trouble. Besides, I'm the best at solving problems. If I really run into any trouble, I'm sure I can solve it, so I won't bother Madam Gao.

"Goodbye!" Fisk said and hung up the phone. The woman on the other end of the phone had a changeable expression on her face, which made the atmosphere in the office a little gloomy. "What do you mean?" A white man who looked to be in his thirties at most closed the door. He looked at Mrs. Gao with a hint of expectation in his tone.

The Hand is ruled by five fingers.

The Hand is extremely powerful, with tens of thousands of assassins and thugs.

And unlike the Big Foot Gang, the Hand has always been carefully training killers.

The resources spent are several times that of the Big Foot Gang.