Behind the Scenes from American Comics

Two hours later, the stowaways docked on the coast.

Several Coast Guard patrol boats approached quickly, and the bright lights pierced the dark night and shone on the dilapidated fishing boats.

"This is the Coast Guard."

"The fishing boat ahead stopped for inspection."

"To repeat, the fishing boat ahead stopped for inspection."

The warning was repeated several times, but the fishing boat did not answer, and was still quietly docked there.

"Go up and have a look."

Captain Gibson on the patrol boat frowned and signaled to the nearby team members.

The patrol boat slowly approached, and several heavily armed coast guards boarded the boat.

"Captain, there is no one on board."

After a while, a coast guard looked at the empty fishing boat, and his hand holding the walkie-talkie trembled.

"how is this possible!"

......

[The exclamation value from the coast guard team members +0.02]

[The exclamation value from the coast guard team members +0.02]

[The exclamation value from Coast Guard Captain Gibson +1]

...

Hearing the sound of the system, Lu Cheng, who was walking in a dark alley, paused and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

After leaving the smuggling boat, he came to the famous Hell's Kitchen, ready to recruit a few capable men.

After all, wearing Marvel, he doesn't have any identity information, so it's not very convenient to do things.

"Go find Mrs. Gao first."

Thinking of the trading location mentioned by the ship's boss, Lu Cheng continued to walk forward.

Compared with the feasting on the Upper East Side, Hell's Kitchen is undoubtedly full of barren and decadent atmosphere.

A gorgeous woman in scantily clad reclining was leaning against the street lamp, puffing with inferior cigarettes in her mouth.

A few ragged homeless people squatted in the dark corner with wine bottles in their arms, looking at Lu Cheng with malicious eyes, but did not dare to step forward.

"The appearance of the blood-robed Hou is very intimidating."

Feeling the malicious gazes all around, Lu Cheng smiled indifferently.

At the moment, he looks like a bloody man with pale complexion, white hair, oozing blood red lips, a white girdle, a red and black coat, and a simple and coquettish crown, which looks bewitching and domineering.

These hyenas, who are very sensitive to danger, obviously sense this and dare not step forward.

Going around all the way, Lu Cheng came to an ordinary or even slightly dilapidated hidden factory.

"who are you?"

"What are you doing here?"

The guards at the factory gate looked at Lu Cheng vigilantly, and touched Bulge's waist quietly.

"Looks like it's here."

Lu Cheng tilted his head and smiled strangely.

......

"What about the people who work for me?"

On the second floor of the factory, Mrs. Gao was leaning on a cane and her tone was gloomy.

"Jason didn't contact me."

"It may be that the wind and waves are too strong tonight, and his boat has an accident."

The middle-aged man kneeling in front of Mrs. Gao's voice trembled, and cold sweat broke out from his back.

Having worked for Mrs. Gao for many years, he knew that this seemingly weak old woman was not only extremely powerful, but also very vicious in her methods.

"I'll give you one more chance."

"If you fail again, just like those workers, you will lose your eyes."

Mrs. Gao narrowed her eyes slightly, her face was calm and even looked kind, but the words in her mouth were cruel.

"Yes Yes."

"I'll contact you right away."

The man kneeling on the ground nodded quickly.

"Wait a moment."

Mrs. Gao suddenly turned her head to the side.

"Things will be done later, and an unwelcome guest has come to the factory."

While speaking, Mrs. Gao turned around and walked out with a cane.

......

The first floor of the factory.

Lu Cheng walked in leisurely.

"who are you?"

The guards inside the factory picked up their submachine guns and aimed at Lu Cheng, who suddenly broke in.

But before they could pull the trigger, Ice extended from their fingers to their bodies, turning them into lifelike humanoid ice sculptures.

Mrs. Gao, who had just come out, saw this scene, clenched the crutches in her hand, and looked at Lu Cheng with a solemn expression.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

"Blood clothes are not white."

Lu Cheng looked at Mrs. Gao, who was weak and windless, as if the wind would fall over.

To be honest, he is not satisfied with this old guy who has lived for hundreds of years and has to rely on gangsters and drug dealers to raise funds.

But there is no way, there are only these things in Hell's Kitchen, and there is only one short one who is taller.

[The exclamation value from Mrs. Gao +15]

"Blood clothes are not white?"

Mrs. Gao looked at the retro clothes on Lu Cheng in disbelief, which reminded her of those Qi practitioners in Kunlun.

But Lu Cheng's temperament and style are obviously different from those of the group of self-righteous Qi practitioners.

"I have some things to do in America this time, and I just need a few errands."

Lu Cheng took out a ferocious Gu worm from his arms.

Hearing this, Mrs. Gao's face sank, and she shouted at the blind workers, "Stop him."

After he finished speaking, he flew away and ran away.

"Want to run."

The corner of Lu Cheng's mouth curved upwards.

Countless ice ridges tens of meters high suddenly protruded from the ground, surrounding Madam Gao under the incredible eyes of Madam Gao.

Lu Cheng tapped his toes and stood on the edge of the ice, looking at Madam Gao who was in a panic, with a playful tone, "You can't run."*