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

"Hahahaha!" Lu Mingfei laughed wantonly, his laughter full of provocation. "You lose!" He shouted again. Those marine creatures were all incarnations of the White King.

When they were deep in the sea, Lu Mingfei knew that he was no match for Fisk, so he used some means to decompose the White King's body into countless sea creatures, just like clones, and let them scatter and flee in the sea.

This means that as long as one sea creature escapes, the White King will still be resurrected as in the legend.

Suddenly, the Uesugi family's helicopter moved.

They rushed towards the ground quickly and landed on the ground.

Lu Mingfei turned his head sharply, staring at the helicopters from an incredible angle, and roared, "Damn idiot! Don't!"

Fisk also turned his head and saw many men in black and a man with a hooked nose getting out of the helicopters. Eri Kamishima was among them, but she was held in the man's hand.

The man with the hooked nose looked at the sea creatures in front of him and suddenly laughed heartily, "Great, the White King is about to be resurrected!" His laughter echoed in the air with a kind of crazy joy. His eyes flashed with fanatical light, as if he saw a brand new world about to be born.

He raised Uesugi Eriya in his hand, his eyes revealing madness and determination. Then he casually grabbed a fist-sized crab. This crab was also one of the marine creatures decomposed by the White King's body. In a sense, it could also be resurrected as the White King. To be resurrected as the White King, pure dragon blood is needed. Uesugi Eriya is the provider of dragon blood. The crab struggled violently and wanted to escape, but the man held it tightly, and then a large amount of blood-red mist burst out from Uesugi Eriya's body.

The blood-red mist seemed to have life, wrapping around the crab and slowly injecting into its body. Uesugi Erie's face instantly turned as pale as paper. She closed her eyes in pain, but could not make any sound. The members of the Uesugi family around her saw this scene, but they seemed to have seen nothing. There was no expression on their faces, as if they had been controlled by some kind of power.

As a large amount of dragon blood was absorbed by this crab, the surrounding sea creatures that were originally fleeing in all directions suddenly stopped moving. Then, as if the pause button was pressed, it was as if all their souls were sucked out. They tilted their heads and collapsed to the ground and died, including those that were still hiding deep in the sea or had already escaped into the city.

The entire coastline fell into deathly silence; only the crab that had absorbed the dragon's blood was emitting a strange aura.

Dimitrescu wanted to attack, but Fisk suddenly jumped over from a distance and stood in front of her, still holding Lu Mingfei tightly in his hand.

This time it was Fisk's turn to smile. He laughed and threw Lu Mingfei to the beach. Then he stepped on the back of his neck, pinning him to the ground and making him unable to move.

"Hahaha, it's the same whether she's alive or dead. Since I can't take her body away, I'll take her away alive." Fisk's eyes were full of madness and pride.

Lu Mingfei wanted to say something else, but his face was pressed into the sand so hard that he couldn't hear anything clearly. He could only hear a vague voice saying "Stop it, you can't resurrect..."

The man with the hooked nose was concentrating on staring at the crab that was absorbing the dragon's blood, and seemed to care nothing about anything around him.

Uesugi Erii's body hung limply, as if she had lost all life.

Suddenly, a dazzling white light shone on the beach, and the fist-sized crab seemed to have turned into a bright star. Uesugi Eri's body was thrown on the ground like garbage, and the man with the hooked nose gradually merged with the crab in his hand, which had turned into a bright star. His whole body burst into extremely dazzling light, his hair turned snow-white, and his clothes quickly shattered. A huge pressure enveloped the entire beach, and the continuous vibration became more violent.

The waves were lifted high by the pressure, and then fell heavily, making a deafening sound. The man slowly raised his head, his eyes flashing with a cold light, as if from an ancient god. He opened his arms, and a strong airflow emanated from him, blowing the surrounding sand and dust into the sky. The entire beach was trembling under his power, as if it would collapse at any time.

He spoke, but it was a woman's voice: "I am Bai..." But before he finished his words, Fisk rushed in front of him, grabbed his neck with his hand, and then slammed him and Lu Mingfei in his hand heavily.

The huge impact force made the air around the three people seem to be compressed into substance.

Lu Mingfei was caught in the middle and groaned in pain.

The man roared, and powerful strength burst out from his body, trying to break free from Fisk's restraints. Fisk did not flinch, and held his neck tightly. Fisk smiled disdainfully, "White King, right? Shemale, right?" As he spoke, he repeatedly smashed him and Lu Mingfei onto the beach. The ground roared like thunder.

Every impact caused the beach to shake and dust to fly all over the sky.

The man who had merged with the White King continued to struggle under Fisk's violent suppression, and the light on his body became stronger and weaker.

Lu Mingfei was caught in the middle, in great pain, but unable to break free.

Everyone around was stunned, especially those from the Shangshan family. As dragon descendants, they could feel the pressure from the superiors erupting from the man's body, a pressure that made them unable to move.

But now, as the one who issued the pressure, the White King, who had been successfully resurrected, was like a sandbag without any ability to fight back, being hit by Fisk continuously on the beach. The so-called divine power was like a joke. In fact, not only the people of the Shangshan family, but also the hook-nosed man was shocked. He could feel the surging power in his body, as if he had turned into a shining sun, but when facing Fisk, the power in his body seemed to be non-existent, and he had no power to fight back at all.

Lu Mingfei, who was also unable to fight back, roared at him. "You said: I told you not to revive now, you damn idiot!"

He gritted his teeth and looked at the hooked nose, and as if he had made some kind of decision, he shouted to Fisk: "We can negotiate."

Fisk stopped what he was doing and looked at Lu Mingfei coldly. "Negotiate? Do you think you are qualified to negotiate with me?" Lu Mingfei took a deep breath and tried to keep himself calm: "I know the agreement you reached with Lucifer..."

Before he finished speaking, a Coke bottle suddenly appeared from the air and hit him on the head. Fisk looked up, only to see a space crack that had just disappeared.

Lu Mingfei was also stunned by this sudden situation. He had never expected such a change to happen.

Before Hooknose could make any move, Fisk threw him to the ground and sat on him.

Then he burst into laughter: “It seems that Lucifer doesn’t want you to mention his name, and threw a Coke bottle at you.

However, if it is profitable, negotiation is possible.”

Lu Mingfei was delighted. He knew this might be a turning point. “We can sign a contract with you similar to the one you signed with Lucifer. It doesn’t matter how much we win, as long as we can win.”

Fisk raised his chin slightly, his eyes showing a trace of thought. "What conditions do you think you can offer that will satisfy me? Lucifer's contract is not that easy to copy."

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and thought quickly in his mind, as if he was communicating with some being, and then suddenly said: "All dragonborn can become your slaves. You like that Nono, right? All dragonborn are very beautiful. So you can sign a contract with us and they will all be yours."

Fisk showed an excited expression on his face, and at that moment, a glimmer of desire seemed to flash in his eyes.

However, in the next second, he suddenly stood up and pulled the hooked nose up from the ground again:

“It’s a pity that I don’t like trading with four-horned reptiles.

Are you worthy of being called a dragon?

Besides, I'm waiting for the portal, what are you waiting for?" Fisk's tone was full of sarcasm and disdain.

As he said this, he pressed the two men's heads together and squeezed them madly. The scene was full of oppression.

At the same time, Fisk's pupils turned pitch black, like an endless dark abyss, which was daunting.

And above the sea in the distance, a pink ripple gate suddenly appeared.

The door exudes a mysterious and strange atmosphere, as if it is connected to another unknown world.

Lu Mingfei looked at Fisk viciously, anger and unwillingness burning in his eyes. "You will regret this!" After saying this, Lu Mingfei lost all his breath and turned into a corpse.

His body collapsed limply, as if his life had been completely drained away at that moment, while the hooked nose struggled frantically, as if he had seen something terrifying.

His face was filled with terror and his limbs were flailing wildly, but in Fisk's hands, his struggles were useless.

Fisk looked at the struggling hook-nosed creature in his hand expressionlessly, as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

Then, without hesitation, he threw Hook Nose and Lu Mingfei's body into the pink door. After swallowing the two people, the door shook slightly, as if a huge monster swallowed its prey.

Then, the pink light gradually dimmed and finally disappeared, leaving behind only the silent sea and the shocked faces of the crowd.

Fisk clapped his hands and suddenly noticed Eri Kamishima lying on the ground—she was not dead.

Or not dead yet.

But dying.

"Well... for, five billion dollars, I can't let you die!"

Chapter 221 Return to New York, mother and daughter trial bureau.

The seawater is still raging all over Japan. Although there is no big earthquake, there are constant aftershocks. The whole of Japan has become a ruin, including those places with relatively high terrain. The only thing to be thankful for is that Mount Fuji has not erupted!

In order to prevent earthquakes, most of the buildings in Japan are made of wood and are low. In the face of the tsunami that swept across Japan, it almost became a kind of death zone. Those once quiet streets are now submerged by sea water, leaving only broken roofs and floating debris. The wooden houses are vulnerable to the impact of the waves and collapse one after another, making a dull sound.

Aftershocks hit from time to time, making the already devastated land even more shaky. The Japanese struggled to find hope for survival in the ruins, and their cries and shouts intertwined and echoed in the air. Some Japanese who survived gathered in a slightly higher place, looking at their homes surrounded by seawater with despair on their faces.

Fisk would have no sympathy with the Japanese.

In his view, these people have nothing to do with him, and their suffering is not his concern. At this moment, he is busy. What is he busy with?

Busy, of course—robbing.

Or, it should not be said that it is robbing, but rather - picking up!

The whole of Japan was submerged in sea water.

There were corpses everywhere, and the scene was horrific.

The fishy smell of sea water filled the air, mixed with the breath of death.

The women led teams to visit the vaults of major central banks.

I didn't see anyone coming to stop it - you can't expect these corpses to stop it, so it can really be described as picking up.

Of course, Fisk was not interested in the Japanese yen. In his eyes, that kind of thing was no different from toilet paper.

He robbed the vaults of the Japanese Central Bank in various places, just for the gold and US dollars inside, as well as various precious jewelry and other items kept in the safes.

In addition, some precious metal warehouses did not escape Fisk's control.

In fact, Melanie had already inquired about these places.

Originally, Fisk was planning to carry out a robbery that would shock Japan before he left, but the earthquake and tsunami ruined his plan.

But at least the result is the same.

And the things that were stolen did not need to be transported away.

Just transport it back to the doomsday world via the elevator and pick it up in New York.

The airport was also flooded. Most of the airport has turned into a lake. However, the sea water has begun to recede. It is expected that it will be restored to use in a short time. But Fisk was too lazy to wait any longer. Fortunately, although the Japanese airport was damaged, the Hydra airport was cleared in a short time because a cargo was transported to Japan without stopping.

Fisk looked at Wolverine Logan who was locked in the iron box and grinned. Who would have thought that Ophelia would eventually go down the same old path and want to obtain Wolverine Logan's immortality?

This is truly an act of greed.

However, the one who really wants to acquire this ability is probably her so-called teacher.

"What are you laughing at?" Ophelia stared at the tyrant who was constantly transporting goods to the plane, her eyes full of desire.

"Will you sell these big guys? If so..."

"Not for sale yet." Fisker refused without even thinking about it, but he didn't block his words. "It's not in mass production yet. Let's talk about it when it's in mass production in the future."

"You still want to mass-produce it? This thing has already violated international law. If you dare to mass-produce it, you will be condemned by most countries in minutes. They will say you are inhumane." Ophelia's tone was a little exaggerated, but her eyes were fixed on the tyrant, unwilling to move even a step.

She knew that if she could master this powerful biological weapon, it would bring huge benefits and power.

"Do you care?" Fisk did not answer the question, but asked directly. He knew Ophelia's character very well. She only cared about interests and did not care about the so-called international law and moral standards.

Same for myself.

Ophelia shrugged, "I only care about the price!" Her eyes revealed shrewdness and calculation.

"Then I'll give you one to play with. I'll notify you once it goes into mass production." Fisk knew that Ophelia was a very difficult person to deal with. If he didn't give her a little sweetness, she might continue to pester him.

Ophelia was overjoyed. Now she had one to replicate directly for the experiment. Did she really expect me to buy one? She was secretly proud of herself.

Fisk certainly understood what Ophelia was thinking.

However, the T virus in the Tyrant's body has completely lost its infectiousness, which means it cannot be replicated. In a sense, it will lose its activity once it leaves the Tyrant's body.

So - Ophelia, take your time to study. You can't escape this money.

Fisk sneered in his heart, he knew that Ophelia would pay the price for her greed sooner or later.

Speaking of money, Fisk suddenly looked at Ophelia. There was a hint of unquestionable meaning in his eyes, as if he was reminding her of something important.