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

I will definitely bring that lady back.”

"Let's not discuss this matter. I've made up my mind." Fisk knew that Lester was thinking about him. He waved his hand, rejected Lester's suggestion, and continued: "Now let's talk about what this MI-13 is?"

"MI-13 has a long history, but its establishment can be traced back to the Cold War." Lester pursed his lips and told what he knew: "Before the Cold War, Britain established many supernatural organizations to deal with mutants, supernatural events, and aliens in the world. Including the International Critical Emergency Special Tactical Reserve, the Resource Control Executive, the Weird Events Organization and the Black Storm... However, later these organizations all collapsed due to internal management reasons or some other reasons.

At that time, Black Storm, which was supported by the royal family, was preparing to assassinate the queen in order to seize control of Britain and restore the monarchy in order to bring the king back to the forefront. It allied with a supernatural organization called the British Hellfire Club to launch a coup, but was thwarted by the European Holy Sword Team, and Britain subsequently closed down Black Storm.

Later, Britain joined the European Union. At that time, European countries were afraid of the Holy Sword organization. After all, they had the ability to destroy the whole of Europe in a very short period of time.

So, they cooperated in the European Community, the predecessor of the European Union at that time, and established MI13 with Britain as the head, and Alistair Stewart, a member of the Weird Organization, was appointed as the head of this department.

Later, MI56 was reorganized, and MI13 became MI13. They not only successfully thwarted a cross-dimensional alien invasion, but also captured a Welsh red dragon and awakened a giant sleeping in Britain.

It was during that crisis that MI13 successfully replaced the Holy Sword Organization and became the leader of all supernatural organizations in Europe.

All European supernatural forces and supernatural creatures, including mutants, must unconditionally accept the review and dispatch of MI13! "As Lester spoke, he felt a little dry in the mouth, so he poured himself a glass of sherry. "The Ministry of Defense and MI13 have cooperated many times, and I have cooperated with them before.

However, it seems to me that the British are still intoxicated by their dream of the British Empire.

They love to be nosy!

So, boss, if you go to Europe, you can't avoid dealing with them!

They are all a bunch of egomaniacs…” Lester didn’t finish his words, but everyone present understood.

Fisk has a bad temper, and those arrogant British guys are likely to anger Fisk.

To some extent, Lester was also helping Fisk to prevent him from slaughtering Britain in a rage. After all, Fisk did have the ability to do so.

The incident at the Washington Art Museum did not just cause a stir in Hell. Such a major event would soon spread among the supernatural circles. Breaking the Demon Arena with one person's strength... This was simply incredible. It was even more shocking than the massacre in Miami.

"It's okay. It's not wrong to be a little arrogant. As long as you can understand what people say, it's fine. I'm not going there to cause trouble." Fisk waved his hand nonchalantly, "Then I'll take Melanie with me this time."

"Little Fisk!" Sister Maria suddenly spoke. As soon as she spoke, everyone turned their attention to her. "What's wrong? Sister Maria!" Fisk was a little confused. Sister Maria usually didn't talk. Could there be something else today? Sister Maria reached out and fumbled around her neck for a while, and soon found a cross pendant. "If you encounter difficulties in Europe, you can take this to the Cardinal of Cyprus, and he will give you all the help he can."

"Well, thank you, Sister Maria." Fisk did not reject Sister Maria's kindness. After all, he was about to go to Europe where he was unfamiliar with the place, so having one more trump card was also an extra insurance.

"I want to go too." A voice came from outside the window. Erica sat on the window without knowing when. "I have a lot of acquaintances in Europe. Maybe I can help. Besides, I will have to change my appearance when I get there. My disguise skills can also help!"

"Well, okay!" Fisk almost forgot about Erica, but it is undeniable that Erica also has certain strength.

Don't forget, Erica is an experienced top killer.

It is particularly suitable for this kind of transnational crime - transnational tourism.

"Then it's settled. Melanie and Erica, you two come with me. The rest of you will stay in New York... Sister Maria, I'll have to trouble you to take care of things in New York. Lester is only one person after all. He has a lot of things to deal with and can't handle it all."

"I'll help, don't worry, little Fisk!"

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The brief meeting ended.

Melanie and Erica...the three of them happily went to pack their luggage. Europe is a famous tourist destination and a shopping paradise for women.

Although they were ostensibly going to work this time, it was also a public travel to some extent. Melanie was a shopaholic, and Erica was a shopaholic among shopaholics.

The pocket money Fisk gave her every month was spent by her at the beginning of the month, and she was forced to take on some murder jobs to satisfy her shopping desire.

It’s a good thing that the Hand doesn’t dare to enter New York now.

Otherwise, the extravagant Erica would have died countless times.

Lester went to mobilize manpower and buy plane tickets for Fisk.

Although Fisk only brought Melanie, Erica, and Tang Jing this time, it couldn't be that only the three of them went.

At least bring some gunmen and minions.

Ena Maynard and Vulture went back to the warehouse together.

Ever since Vulture knew that his assembly line would be placed in an absolutely safe place, he couldn't wait to go back and design it. He wanted to design an absolutely simple operating system for the assembly line.

In addition, you also need to simplify some steps for your birdman combat suit.

After all, not everyone can perfectly operate this birdman combat suit.

Sister Maria did not leave.

She looked at Fisk with some worry, but she obviously had something else to say. Fisk seemed to have expected Sister Maria to come to him for something, and when he saw her walk up to him, he hugged her and looked towards the corner of the room.

And as Fisk's gaze shifted over.

A tall and beautiful figure slowly emerged from the distance.

This woman was none other than Lady Phantom.

Angela Maria, Sister Maria's younger sister.

"Let my sister go!" Angela Maria looked at Fisk who was hugging Sister Maria with anger on her face. The almost materialized anger in her eyes seemed to be able to ignite Fisk!

Fisk looked at her, and suddenly kissed Sister Maria as if in provocation, and his hand even touched the zipper on Sister Maria's back. The wide nun's robe slowly slid down. Sister Maria's cheeks were as red as the setting sun in the afterglow of the sunset. Her body trembled slowly, and her rapid, deep breaths also blew on Fisk's body.

She did not struggle or resist.

This made Angela Maria's face change drastically, as if she had eaten a fly. Her face was gloomy and uncertain, and no one knew what she was thinking.

But Fisk had no doubt that she wanted to kill him!

"Angela, come here!" Sister Maria suddenly shouted loudly to Angela Maria as if she had made some kind of decision.

"elder sister!"

"I don't want to say it again, come here!"

Chapter 132 The enemy’s mother.

"Snapped!"

Mrs. Stacy fell to the ground.

Her fair face was swollen.

If Fisk saw this, he would be heartbroken.

The one who beat her was also a woman.

Monica wanted to rush over to protect Mrs. Stacy.

But her body was bound tightly with silver chains, like an abstract work of art.

Therefore, it is impossible to get through.

Even though she kept exerting force, the silver-plated chains on her body kept making clinking sounds, but it was still useless. She could only keep hitting in the distant air. Because her skin, flesh and blood touched the silver-plated chains, they began to burn and emitted white smelly smoke.

"Ah!"

Louise looked up.

She is the mother of Norma, a fashionista who loves catwalks.

But he is also an ancient vampire.

Although she is more than hundreds of years old, the butcher knife of time has not left any trace on her.

She was tall and slender, with perfect proportions, as if she was a masterpiece carefully carved by the Creator. She was about 1.78 meters tall, slender yet powerful, and every step she took was as light as the wind, yet she carried a majesty that could not be ignored, like a proud angel.

Louise's skin was as white as mutton-fat jade. The moonlight shining through the windows above the castle exuded a faint coolness, shining on her body, but reflecting a dazzling white light, as if this light came from the depths of her soul. Her collarbone was delicate and prominent, like a pair of elegant wings, ready to take her to an unknown and mysterious place at any time.

Her long black hair, like a waterfall, fell straight to her waist, soft and smooth, as if every strand of hair had its own life, dancing gently in the breeze, exuding a mysterious temptation.

Her forehead was broad and full, smooth as jade, with a pair of long and thin eyebrows like a crescent moon, and the slightly upturned eyebrows showed a bit of unruly and arrogant.

Her eyes were a deep blood red, like two burning rubies set in her beautiful face.

When she stared at Monica, her gaze seemed to penetrate Monica's soul, making Monica instantly lost in her world. Her long eyelashes were like thick black wings, and every blink seemed to be telling an ancient and taboo secret.

The tall and straight nose bridge adds a bit of firmness and decisiveness to her face. Her lips are as delicate and beautiful as cherries, but with a touch of subtle coldness. When the corners of her mouth are slightly raised, she can show a charming smile and make people feel her innate arrogance.

Louise's ears are small and pointed, and her slightly exposed sharp fangs are faintly visible in her casual smile, adding a bit of dangerous and charming aura to her.

She was wearing a black silk gown with delicate lace trimmings at the neckline and cuffs, which shimmered like stars. The gown fit her body curves, showing off her slender waist and ample breasts.

Around her waist was a crimson belt inlaid with sparkling gems, which flashed mysteriously as she moved.

Her fingers were long and slender, and her nails were neatly trimmed and sharp, like claws in the dark night. She wore a pair of black transparent silk gloves, with complex patterns embroidered on the edges of the gloves, highlighting her noble status.

When she walked, her skirt swayed gently, like a black flower in the night wind, blooming with fatal beauty. Her every move was extremely elegant, and her every gesture exuded an innate aristocratic temperament, which made people fall in love with her, but at the same time, they were in awe of her mystery and danger.

"Bitch!" Louise had an extremely cold smile on her face. She looked at Monica with a gaze that seemed like a sharp knife that wanted to pierce through her body.

Monica felt bitter as she listened to the mother-in-law's curse.

She finally understood why the old godfather was willing to shamelessly let this vampire bride leave the family, and even let Norma, his not-so-promising son, go to New York to make money.

Because Louise is an original vampire.

Yes, that's right, it's on the same level as Dracula.

The ancestor of vampires.

No one knows where she gets such powerful strength from.

No one knew what she had been through, and Monica had no idea what kind of agreement there was between her and the old godfather.

But what Monica knew was that Louise cared very much about her only son.

In order to prevent her son from staying in the increasingly chaotic Europe, she sent him to the United States, but she did not expect that her actions would cause her son to die in the United States.

Louise was in pain.

She thought she was completely immune to emotions, but she found that the heart-wrenching pain of losing her son was too much for her to bear.

She wants revenge.

But for some unknown reasons, she has no way to leave Europe now, so she tricked Monica back, and through the suppression of vampire levels, hypnotized Monica to reveal Fisk's identity, and then lured Mrs. Stacy to Europe, with the purpose of making Fisk fall into the trap.

Louise picked up the phone.

There are several missed calls on it.

They were all from Fisk.

This phone fell into Louise's hands after Monica came to Europe, and those flirtations with Fisk were actually done by Louise.

The purpose is to make him relax his vigilance.