Marvel's Antiheroes

The Waldorf Astoria Hotel in New York, a hotel famous for hosting heads of state and world celebrities, has been closed and renovated into apartments in Du Ke's world, but it is still the number one hotel in New York in this world.

The Vanderbilt Ballroom, the most famous banquet hall in the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, has been decorated as a dinner venue. More than two hundred New York celebrities and celebrities gathered together with reserved smiles and crystal wine glasses. communicating in a small circle.

And at the center of the largest circle was a particularly conspicuous man.

With a height of two meters and a width of more than 1.5 meters, one person is larger than two people, but it does not make people feel bloated.

He was wearing a black suit, holding a civilized staff in one hand, and holding a special thick cigar in the other hand, bringing it to his mouth.

The outline of muscles even appeared on his nose as he puffed on the cigar vigorously.

This is the man who built his muscles up to his nose, the underground king of New York, no, most of the United States, Wilson Grant Fisk, but everyone calls him Kingpin.

"Sir, Mr. Du Ke is here," a waiter in a black suit walked up to him and reported softly.

Kingpin nodded, apologized to everyone, and walked towards the door of the banquet hall.

At this time, Du Ke had just stepped into the door of the Waldorf Astoria Hotel, and was walking towards the Vanderbilt Banquet Hall under the guidance of a waiter.

Beside him was Jessica wearing a black lace dress and a dark blue silk shawl.

Her figure without a trace of fat is already excellent. What is rare is that there are no traces of bulging veins on the exposed skin. She does not look like a beater at all, but has a ladylike temperament.

Du Ke was very surprised when he first saw her temperament, but considering that this girl is a high-heeled person, it is normal for her to be able to control a dress.

After stepping out of the elevator, Du Ke saw a huge body blocking the door of the banquet hall.

The huge body saw Du Ke and took the initiative to greet him: "Hello, Mr. Du Ke, I am Jin Bin, welcome to my dinner party."

"Hello, Mr. Jinbin, thank you for the invitation." Du Ke stretched out his right hand and shook his hand.

Although he cannot hold the ball with one hand, Du Ke's hands still follow the proportions of his body and can be regarded as a pair of big hands.

But held together with the Kingpin, it seems very insignificant.

Jinpin's hand is not only big, but also thick, like a cement brick.

One can imagine how terrifying he was after clenching his fist.

A fist as big as a casserole

Star Lord's lines should be given to Kingpin.

Taking Du Ke into the banquet hall, Jin Bin said: "Mr. Du Ke, there are still thirty minutes until the auction officially starts. Let's sit down together."

Du Ke took two glasses of red wine from the passing waiter's tray, handed one of them to Jessica, and casually replied: "I have no problem."

"Okay." Jin Bing's laughter was a little hoarse: "This way, please."

Arriving in a small living room next to the banquet hall, Jinpin pointed to an old lady sitting on the sofa and introduced: "This is Mrs. Gao, my business partner. Like Mr. Du Ke, he is a Chinese.”

Mrs. Gao, one of the five fingers of the Hand, is responsible for the management of the New York branch.

She looks to be in her fifties or sixties, but her real age is over four hundred years old. Like Rand, she comes from Kunlun. She has absorbed the energy from the bones of the dragon Shou Lao, so she is very alive.

Du Ke has now mastered the skills of strangers in person.

He nodded to Mrs. Gao: "Hello, distinguished lady."

"Haha" Mrs. Gao smiled kindly: "Hello, Mr. Du Ke, it's been a long time since I've seen someone of the same bloodline. It makes me very friendly, haha."

Du Ke nodded to her again and sat on the sofa with Jessica.

Jin Bin sat on a three-person sofa without hesitation. His large body made the three-person sofa look like a single person.

He took a deep breath from the cigar, slowly protruding, and the white smoke enveloped his big, round bald head, making it appear that