Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

"Slap"

The glass filled with red wine hit the ground fiercely, and the splashed glass **** flew all around, so that everyone present could not help shrinking his head.

"Isn't this my place? Who owns this place?"

A tall, bald white man patted the table fiercely. Every punch on the table revealed a conspicuous fist print. He wore a luxurious suit with exquisite texture, a black ring and a sapphire cane on his fingers. Putting it by his hand, his age is not small, as can be seen from the weak wrinkles on his forehead, but at least when he is alive, no one will stand in front of him without feeling trembling.

He is tall and has extremely wide shoulders. He sits on a special chair like a fat man, but it is not fat. On the contrary, all the muscles hidden under his clothes are a piece of mortal beast. If you haven’t seen it before, it’s hard to imagine that an ordinary person can be so strong.

Of course, what is even more terrifying is his momentum, that cruel majesty, his always cold and fierce eyes swept over, all the people present were trembling, and they were all head and face characters in the dark world of New York, but this moment In this luxuriously decorated office, they have faded their appearance, just like ordinary people.

Oh, they are not as good as ordinary people. The least ordinary ordinary people are not as trembling as they are now like little mice.

"It took me 12 years to put the whole of New York in my hands."

He raised his left hand. After his anger, he always likes to use tobacco to calm his mood. His thick fingers sandwiched the cigar. In a burst of smoke, he whispered:

"You all know that this is my kingdom! Many of you have watched me step by step to the present, so tell me, have you lost faith in me?"

He stood up from the chair, leaned on the gem cane, stepped over the corner of the table, and walked to the gang leaders, his voice became deeper and more dangerous:

"Or, because one or two little **** in costumes are doing destruction everywhere, do you feel like I'm going to collapse?"

His seemingly bulky body walked through a dozen people in front of him, and the sound of the cane on the ground was like a life-saver, which was passed into the ears of the two-hearted, snake and rat guys, making them appear Abnormal anxiety.

"Spider-Man, Daredevil, and the burning kid recently, they can't do much. The most is to fight "crime" in a few blocks, hehe."

This guy walked behind the crowd. He said to himself as if to himself:

"The time they destroyed a trading point, we can sell 10 times the goods in other places, the most is the loss of some money, this money, I lost it!"

His voice grew louder and louder, until finally, like the thunder that sounded in the room, the sapphire cane in his hand flew out suddenly, under the blessing of this guy's power beyond ordinary people, the guy who would stand in the crowd Knocked down, the unprepared guy was smashed to the ground and hit his head with blood.

"boom"

The bleeding guy unconsciously wanted to turn over and climb, but was stepped on the left leg with one foot. The sturdy leg bone made a gruesome breaking sound, and then there was a wailing wailing, but this wailing failed For a few seconds, the next moment, the jewel cane hit him hard in the face.

"boom"

With just one blow, the strongest skull of the human body was discounted. After being smashed for 5 seconds, this guy returned to hell. The white bald head who completed a slaughter like Thunder took out the handkerchief from his pocket and wiped it. The blood on the cane, behind him, the thick blood was flowing on the extremely smooth marble floor being washed, making the people around trembling more frequently.

"Fur..."

He breathed out smoke and turned his head to look at the guy around him, he whispered:

"Tell me, who am I!"

The guy looked up at him and saw those calm eyes. He hurriedly lowered his head and shouted:

"Jin and... King of New York!"

"You still haven't forgotten my name...Do you know why I should kill Crouch by hand?"

A cruel smile appeared on Jin's face:

"I'm not dead yet, you want to hold the thighs of the devil gang, it's better to slow down, I don't think I will lose against the devil gang...When I lose, you will find another house. Not too late! But now, if I know anyone who wants to use my money to please the **** of the Devil's Gang...I swear, I will prepare you for the most painful hell."

He threw a handkerchief covered with blood in his hands on the body of the deadly croaker Crouch, and slowly walked to the window, watching the crowd of people outside the window:

"This is... this is my empire..."

He waved his hand:

"Drag him away and clean the ground... The traitors' bodies look disgusting, and their blood smells more disgusting."

In less than 5 minutes, the ground has been thoroughly cleaned and sprayed with gold and his favorite rose perfume. No one knows. Just died here.

However, after the deterred subordinates left, in the office where only Jin and one person were left, the gangster emperor who had been in control of New York for more than 7 years, rarely showed a tired expression.

The situation is not as optimistic as he said. In fact, people like him have to rely on murderous power to control their crumbling empire, which in itself shows the bad situation.

The devil's gang came in fiercely, just when the Ma Zi sent him crossed the border of Hell's Kitchen for the seventh time, they were ready to kill them that night, and they cleaned up the entire 24 blocks in one fell swoop. 17 small leaders and 2 high-level leaders were hanged in the burning flames.

The most terrible thing is that a **** dagger appeared quietly on the bedside of Jinjiang that night...Although after doing this cruel thing, they returned to Hell's Kitchen again and sent those The cleaned-out lair made a concession, but this time the armed "parade" announced to Jin and the existence of another force.

The behavior of the devil gang is easy to understand. They told Jin with 153 lives and made a point: don’t mess with me!

But this matter was fatal to the attack on the Golden Empire's dark empire. One-fifth of the elite man's hands evaporated overnight, triggering a chain reaction that caused his power to be unstable from the foundation, especially for his personal prestige. Devastating blow.

Crouch followed him all the way to lay down more than half of the New York veterans, but now even he has begun to communicate with the devil to secretly tune the song, which illustrates one point:

"I'm not as terrible as they used to be..."

Jin Zhan closed his eyes and leaned on the chair, saying to himself: "Does the young male lion begin to challenge the position of the old lion?"

"Furan"

He raised his head and looked at the crystal chandelier above him. He slowly exhaled smoke. After a while, he pulled open the drawer and picked up the special mobile phone. His fingers rubbed on those buttons, wandering, and finally, He pressed the number engraved in the deepest memory.

The fate of a person, besides his own struggle, must also consider the influence of external factors. People like Kim who unified the dark world of the metropolis, in addition to being lucky, ruthless enough, dare to fight hard, The support of certain big men is indispensable.

After all, in the eyes of real power holders, he doesn't matter how powerful it is, he is also a little **** who can't be put on the table.

Kim doesn’t have any dislike for this. People like him have long understood the truth: no matter where there is freedom, there are classes, and people are divided into three, six, nine, etc., and he will not ask for fairness. This is what he most despised.

"Beep...beep...beep"

The phone rang 7 times before being connected, and a low voice came across:

"Fix? Is there anything that matters at this time?"

Although the tone is very peaceful, the direct call to Jin's name already represents his hidden arrogance. You know, Jin has been close to 5 years without hearing someone call his last name.

But still that sentence, the person on the opposite side of the phone has this qualification, and Kim has no qualms about it, he said in a tone of friends:

"How? I can't make a phone call to chat with my old friend?"

"Oh, of course, but I don't think the gangster who controls the whole of New York has this leisure time...yeah, Fix, I heard that you have encountered a little "little trouble" recently?"

The person on the opposite side didn't seem to be very young when he heard the sound, but he spoke of Jin and his current situation in a single bit, which made Jin and Jin feel a little uneasy in his heart. It seems that the force has never stopped against him. monitor.

Kim did not remain silent for 2 minutes, and the brother on the opposite side also waited for 2 minutes. Both of them knew that the following conversation would directly affect the ownership of the entire New York underground world.

"Fur...brother Daniel, I know you seem to have the ability to predict everything..."

Jin Zhe took a deep breath and whispered: "The cooperation between us from the time I controlled the first block in my life, until now, has been maintained for a full 13 years, I invested tens of billions of funds In your company, supporting your career, I want to ask you now, am I your friend?"

"Of course, Fix, you are our important partner... tell me, what do you want from me?"

"I want to maintain my empire!"

Jin said with his teeth: "No matter what the hell's spider, the nightcrawler or the burning skull, the **** devil gang... I just have to maintain my empire, nothing more!"

"No problem, then join us and work together for a great cause. Jin and, people need faith to persevere in adversity. You have suffered another hurdle in your life. Obviously, just like 13 years ago, we Can still help you!"

The voice opposite became nagging:

"Come on, come to my company, I will show you our strength... Of course, before this, I hope you can learn a slogan, we are happy to spread this slogan throughout the world, and you join Will also make our strength stronger, and we will go further from this goal!"

"what?"

Subconsciously asked Jin, the guy named Daniel said softly on the phone:

"HailHydra! Remember it, it will be the key to the second peak of your life, come on, I will wait for you here, waiting for a brother to join this great cause."

At the same time, in the distant Gotham, Saiber leaned on the sofa and watched as the magic-shaped girl Ruiwen took the unboxed black password box from his eyes. His expression was hidden in the darkness. After Ruiwen took out his dagger and stabs three knives at herself, he asked in a low voice:

"Is this enough for you to enter their central circle?"

Ruiwen shook his head:

"Not enough, because Nick Fury's recent crazy blows made those guys nervous. Although I regained the trust of Alexander Pierce, he was only one of the top leaders of the Hydra after all. If you find a way to gain the approval of one of them, it is possible to obtain the power to independently command operations."

Cybermo was holding his chin. Eventually, he looked at Ruiwen, who had become Agent Silvert again. He whispered:

"Sergey and the Brotherhood of New York fully cooperate with you, Ruiwen. If necessary, even giving up the Hell Kitchen position in New York is acceptable. It was originally just our outpost. There are too many people and it is not good for action. Now, did you get the details of the insight plan?"

"boom"

A metal USB flash drive was thrown in front of Cyber, Agent Hewitt's mouth had a weird smile:

"You're right, Cyber... This is an amazing plan, but I'm sure it will eventually completely bury the Hydra and the Ten Rings."

"Hum, it's cheaper for them."

Cyber ​​waved his hand, and Agent Sylvain disguised as Ruiwen climbed out of the window. After 10 seconds, Cyber ​​filled the quayside with angry roars:

"Mouse! Miscellaneous! Maggots! Find them for me! Kill them! Bring their heads back with my stuff!"