The days when I was making trouble in American comics

A secret base of S.H.I.E.L.D.

A week has passed since the battle in midtown Manhattan.

"Don't be so solemn, we have a helper this time, the black giant Afu, he is on our side."

One-eyed dragon Nick Fury said, and the burly man following him was none other than Ah Fu.

"Frank and Luke are still half-dead in bed and cannot participate in the operation. Danny's injury has not healed yet. Can we really do it? He is too strong, hiccup~ I can't die yet, hiccup~"

Jessica looked suspicious, the pressure forced her to drink again, and the black cat lay motionless on her lap.

"You have to do it even if you don't. The keel is very important. I have to go."

Danny said, his fists and upper body were all wrapped in bandages, looking very miserable.

"So what, Wang Xiaoer and Dumpling are still there? They are old rivals with that Qi, and we will definitely be able to do it this time! Xiaoer, don't you think so? Or you guys don't need to go also."

Natasha said that she had blind confidence in Wang Xiaoer's strength since she didn't know when.

"No, I'm going."

Before Wang Xiaoer could answer, Matt, who was in a suit and tie, clenched his fists and stood up. He couldn't be afraid of this difficulty in finding a dark knight. He had to use his brain to think about the enemy's weaknesses.

"You are too weak. Weakness is the original sin. I think this mission can only be done with the three of us."

Harsh Chinese came out of Ah Fu's mouth, and he ordered Wang Xiaoer and dumplings with his hands.

"Maybe we should all go together, there's someone from Huangquan again!"

Wang Xiaoer's expression was solemn, and he changed from his usual playful smile.

"There were rumors that Shakti was coming, and I came to New York because I thought I could get a bargain by following him. I didn't expect the chief shadow assassin to be so strong. Now Shakti is really coming!"

Duanshui Shui said with a sad smile. His shoulders were drooped and tied up with bandages. In the previous battle, Qi showed no mercy and kicked his arm off.

"Impossible, the immortal said that people at their level cannot walk around at will! Emperor Shitian, an old ghost who has lived for thousands of years, this is impossible!"

Dumpling said in disbelief.

"Excuse me, thousands of years? You are definitely kidding me, right? Are you sure you're not talking about some mythical creature?"

Nick Fury jumped in, his dark egg-faced face and dark eyes full of doubts.

"Mythical characters? Hum, to be honest, to me and Xiaoer, you are not mortals. What's more, some myths do exist, such as Kunlun, Biluo, Huangquan, and the ones you ghost guys are familiar with. Those Norse Asgardian gods.”

Dumpling said casually, his whole body still floating off the ground, and the energy on his body was visibly circulating continuously, like a god.

"Walter?"

Everyone at the scene was digesting this huge amount of information.

Nick Fury's face was solemn, with a little thought in his eyes. He knew that there were aliens in this world, and it seemed that it was not unacceptable for mythical characters to appear now. Then the task of defending the earth would be even more difficult.

The plan to establish the Avengers Alliance must also be put on the agenda, the one-eyed braised egg thought to himself, scanning everyone present with his fiery eyes. These people are the candidates.

"No matter what, let's find Qi first. Dumpling, can you still find him?"

Wang Xiaoer asked.

"Sometimes it works, sometimes it doesn't. I still need some time to determine his location."

Dumpling closed his eyes and began to use his superpower. An invisible power emanated from him, making everyone present feel as if their clothes were being taken off.

"That's it, after you lock his location, we will go together, and our SHIELD will give you the greatest help." Nick Fury finally made the decision, and now he wants to use Dumpling's ability to help him The captain has been found.

……

New York, Blackwater River Prison.

After pressing the phone number, Jinpin sat on the chair in the visiting room. The majesty and momentum of a gangster were not diminished. He turned his head and glanced at the prison guards around him. The place was suddenly cleared, leaving only Jinpin. .

"How's it going outside now?"

Kingpin said to the other end of the phone that the dirty temperament of a politician began to disappear from him. Through this failure, Kingpin thought he had learned a lot.

"As you expected, the order you have been maintaining has been lost. The entire Hell's Kitchen, no, the entire underground world of New York and even the United States has fallen into chaos. There are still many people waiting and watching. However, Mrs. Gao is dead, Now those stupid hyenas are taking her business and territory,” said the voice on the other end of the phone.

"Oh, is she dead? Who did it?"

With his eyes focused, Jin Bing said expressionlessly that he originally planned to wait until Mrs. Gao went out before personally sending Mrs. Gao on her way.

"I don't know, and it's in midtown Manhattan. It's now controlled by military troops."

"Well, I understand. Don't panic, shrink our territory and strength, and throw a piece of fat to others when necessary. When I get out, the winner will only be us."

Kingpin rubbed the crutch in his hand, hung up the phone, stood in silence in the visiting room for a while, and then walked out.

In the corridor, the prisoners on both sides lowered their heads and kept silent, as if they were welcoming an emperor.

Several prison guards stood there with respect written on their faces, paying attention to Jin Ping.

After passing through all the dirty American prison cells, the Kingpin came to his own room.

Clean and tidy, air-conditioned, private bathroom, big bed, sandbags, and even a radio and TV, this is the prison life of the rich in America.

In addition, if they are bored, this private prison can even allow these wealthy prisoners to call some sex workers from outside the prison to serve them.

After opening the handcuffs himself, Kingpin moved his body and prepared to start his daily fighting training.

"Are you Kingpin?"

A vicissitudes of sound with a strange rhythm caused Jin Bin's heart to stop. His skin began to turn red and purple, and his blood flowed uncontrollably. Endless pain annihilated Jin Bin in an instant.

"Ahem! Who are you?"

After a while, Kingpin was sweating all over his body as if he had just taken a shower. His body arched and he said with a painful face.

"Who am I? No one has asked me this question for probably hundreds of years. You can call me 'Tian'."

A dark figure with a black ice mask on his face stood in front of Jin Bin with his hands behind his back.

"Ahem, God? What do you want to do?"

Kingpin spit out a mouthful of blood and asked. He felt his own powerlessness. Facing the strong, he must maintain respect.

"It's a small matter, just use your power here to help me find a few people."

Emperor Shitian played with a string of rosary beads in his hand and said calmly.