American comics: Super Omega Mutant

Chapter 41 Bullseye
If Jin Bing just looked at Roy seriously before, now, after hearing Roy's words, a strong murderous intent immediately surged in his heart.

After he became the underworld king of New York, it had been a long time since anyone dared to threaten him in such a direct way.

In other words, he is the one who usually threatens others.

Although a strong killing intent had already emerged in his heart, Jin Bing controlled his expression very well and said to Roy: "I will also give you a minute to think about it. Be my subordinate, and I can pretend that what happened last night never happened."

Compared to Jin Bing's previous behavior, he is now considered very polite.

If the person who just spoke to him was not Roy, but someone else, Kingpin would immediately let the other person see what a fist as big as a casserole looks like.

From his point of view, he did not care about Roy's disrespect and gave him a chance to "make amends", which was considered to be giving Roy a lot of face.

Roy was not surprised that Jin did not immediately agree to his conditions.

In other words, he would feel something was wrong if Jin Bing agreed to his conditions immediately.

No matter what, Kingpin is the underworld king of New York and even the entire America.

It is said that criminal activities involving him account for almost 40% of all crimes in the United States.

"If that's your answer, then there's no..."

Before he could finish his words, Roy tilted his head to the right, avoiding the speeding bullet.

Only after the bullet flew past his head did the sound of the gunshot and the bullet shattering the glass reach his and Jin Bing's ears.

Missed?
After seeing Roy avoid Bullseye's sniper attack with ease, Kingpin, who was sitting opposite Roy, and Bullseye, who was on the rooftop of the opposite building, showed surprised expressions at the same time.

They knew that Roy was a superhuman and that he had considerable strength.

But they never expected that Roy's reaction was so fast that he could dodge the bullet.

Unlike Kingpin and Bullseye who were surprised, Roy's expression was still extremely calm. He said slowly, "Knowing that I was coming, he immediately arranged for Bullseye to go to the opposite building with a sniper rifle and told him to be ready to shoot me at any time."

"The arrangement was pretty good, but it underestimated me a little."

Although he didn't see the person who fired the gun, Roy was sure that the person who fired the gun was Bullseye.

Because Bullseye is the best assassin and sharpshooter under Kingpin.

After saying that, without waiting for Kingpin to answer, Roy grabbed the desk in front of him with his right hand.

Jin Bing's desk is very large, two or three meters long, and is a solid wood desk made of precious wood, and is incredibly heavy.

But to Roy, who possesses super powers, this desk is as light as a magazine.

With just a casual flip of his hand, the heavy office desk flew several meters away and fell heavily to the ground with a dull crash.

At the same time as the desk was flipped over, Roy, who was sitting opposite Kingpin, came up to Kingpin like a ghost and raised his hand to punch him.

As a world-class fighting master, Kingpin's reaction is not slow.

Even so, there is still a huge gap between him and Roy.

Bang!
Without any suspense, Roy's fist hit Kingpin's chest like a cannonball, knocking him away.

Kingpin, who is 2 meters tall and weighs 204 kilograms, with more than 90% of his body made up of muscles, crashed into the bookcase behind him, smashing it into pieces and leaving a mess.

Fortunately, there was a wall behind the bookcase, so he didn't fly too far.

Kingpin’s strength is actually not that bad.

His strong body gives him amazing strength, allowing him to break a wall with his bare hands.

In the comics, he, like the Punisher, who is called a "Level 10 Agent" by Nick Fury, possesses the highest level of ordinary human combat power.

As soon as Kingpin smashed the bookcase behind him, Roy grabbed his neck with his left hand and pressed him against the wall, his eyes shining like rubies.

"I haven't been in a good mood these days, so I'll give you one last chance."

"If you dare to say no, I will shoot your head off immediately!"

Roy looked at Jin Bing with a cold expression and spoke quickly.

After seeing his eyes sparkle like rubies, Kingpin quickly gave his answer.

"I will give you all the information I know about Hydra."

Although speaking softly was not in line with his current identity, between face and life, Jin Bing decisively chose life.

Anyone who can become a gang leader is not stupid.

This is especially true for those who can become the emperor of the underworld.

Only those low-level gangsters would consider face more important than life.

After hearing Jin Bing's answer, Roy loosened his left hand, took out a note from the system space, and put it into Jin Bing's chest pocket.

Then, under Jin Bing's gaze, he left the office calmly and completely disappeared from Jin Bing's sight.

As soon as Roy left the office, Bullseye's voice rang in Kingpin's ears. "Do you need me to follow him and kill him?"

Bullseye's words came through the tiny wireless headset.

"Need not!"

Jin Bing replied immediately.

He first took out the miniature wireless earphones that were inserted into his ears, then took out the note that Roy had stuffed into his shirt pocket and took a look at the contents.

There was very little content on the note, just an email address.

After leaving Fisk Building, Roy did not go anywhere else but drove towards his residence.

Before he returned to his residence, he received an email from Jin Bing.

After parking the car on the side of the road, he quickly browsed the contents of the email.

Like the note he left behind, there wasn't much in the email Jin Bing sent, just a dozen names and addresses.

Roy didn't recognize any of the names Kingpin sent.

As for addresses, except for two in New York, the others are in other states.

After reading the emails, he started the car and continued back to his residence.

at the same time.

Brooklyn.

Apartments organized by Rising Tide.

John, with messy brown hair, came to Skye, who had beautiful black hair and black eyes, holding a cup of freshly bought coffee.

After seeing John standing in front of him with a cup of coffee, Skye took off his headphones and said with a frown, "You look very obscene right now, like a pervert. If you have something to say, just say it."

"Those three cell phones last night..."

Skye interrupted John before he could finish his sentence.

"When did your level drop to the point where you can't even find out the real user behind a mobile phone number?"

Skye said quickly.

"It's not that our level has dropped, it's that the people who used those three numbers are not simple at all."

"Their phones are harder to hack into than those of FBI and CIA agents. They have very strict firewalls."

"You're the best hacker I know. If you can't do it, I don't think there's any hacker in the world who can hack into their phones."

John looked at Skye with a flattering expression, and while praising Skye, he put the coffee in front of Skye.

Harder to hack than the phones of FBI and CIA agents?
After hearing John's words, Skye immediately became interested.

Whether it is her or other hackers, they all have an instinctive interest in difficult firewalls.

"Are you telling the truth?"

Skye asked John.

"of course it's true."

"Otherwise, with the level of the three of us, it would only take half an hour at most to hack into their phones."

"It's been a long time, and we haven't even been able to break through the outermost firewall."

John said seriously.

Skye didn't answer John immediately, but picked up the coffee in front of her and took a sip.

After more than ten seconds, she said, "If I succeed in hacking, half of the money will be mine."

"No problem. Don't just say half. I'll give you all of it."

"I am now very curious about who are the people using these three numbers and how they can use such a high-level firewall."

John said immediately without any hesitation.

"Give me the number."

Skye put down the coffee in her hand and said to John.

As soon as she finished speaking, John told her the three numbers.

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(End of this chapter)