American comic book: I, with my abundant martial virtue, love to do good to others.

Hearing Lynn say this, Steve nodded: "Yes, children this age need guidance. Luckily, he met you, otherwise..."

"Hey Steve, Lynn, what are you talking about? Stop trying to slack off, can't you see all those ladies waiting to eat?"

Hearing Tony's shout, Lynn and Steve exchanged a glance, then walked towards the barbecue grill.

"Is it ready to eat?"

Looking at Lynn, who was rolling up his sleeves and baking, Gwen leaned over and put her arm around Lynn's shoulder to ask a question.

He picked up the scissors and cut a piece of meat off the steak. Once the meat was no longer too hot, he put it into Gwen's mouth.

As the juices burst in her mouth, Gwen's eyes lit up instantly: "Mmm...delicious!"

Hearing Gwen say it was delicious, Pepper circled around Tony, then shook her head helplessly.

"This isn't my fault!"

Looking at the dark brown beef ribs on the grill, Tony Stark shrugged and said, "The main problem is that this steak is too thick."

"Uh-huh!"

Upon hearing Tony's words, Thor on the other side nodded repeatedly.

"Another issue is the heat control. It might be that the charcoal I bought wasn't of good quality, so the temperature kept fluctuating!"

"That's right, that's right!"

Looking at Jane Foster, Saul argued, "You heard Tony say it too, it's a problem with the beef and the charcoal, definitely not a problem with our technique."

After saying that, Thor and Tony exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with mutual respect.

Watching the two of them working together, Steve shook his head and then said to Clint, "Not bad."

"Your cooking skills are pretty good too. If you ever don't want to carry that shield anymore, you might be able to open a barbecue restaurant."

"Good heavens, Mr. Lynn, what do we do now?"

Seeing that the charcoal was burning due to the excessive oil, Peter Parker immediately started yelling.

"Leave it to me."

Seeing this, Harry took the tools and laughed, "I thought you were pretty good at it!"

Once all the roast meat was ready, everyone gathered around the long table.

Looking at the various colors of the food on their plates, along with the pieces of dark, roasted meat, Tony and Thor exchanged a glance.

"Lynn, I've noticed you've lost weight lately. Come on, eat more!"

As he spoke, Tony Stark placed a dark piece of beef between Lynn's utensils.

"That's right, that's right. As the leader of the Illuminati, how can you lead the members to protect New York if you're not in good health?"

Saul, who was standing nearby, also placed a piece of roasted meat, which was even blacker than charcoal, onto Lynn's plate.

Seeing that there was still so much meat that the two of them had ruined by grilling, the two immediately handed it over to Steve, Banner, and Clint.

"Thor, spend less time with Tony from now on. He's corrupting you!"

Looking at the overcooked, inedible meat on his plate, Clint shook his head helplessly.

I was just about to subtly switch my plate with Natasha's.

But then she saw Natasha get up with her plate and sit down on the other side of Lynn.

"Tsk, see that, Yelena? This is the consequence of being too familiar and having too much tacit understanding."

"Um?"

Hearing Clint say this, Yelena, who was holding a wine glass, looked at him with a somewhat blank expression.

But when he looked down, he found that Clint's plate had appeared in front of him at some point.

Meanwhile, his own plate ended up in Clint's hands.

When Clint saw that he was looking at him, he actually turned his head away!

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

Before Yelena could speak, everyone stood up with their wine glasses in hand.

Seeing this, Yelena had no choice but to pick up her glass, stand up, clink glasses with everyone, and then down her beer in one gulp.

The atmosphere at the barbecue party was exceptionally relaxed, with everyone at ease and enjoying this rare afternoon.

During this time, Thor tells jokes that have been passed down in Asgard and whose tunes are incomprehensible to most people, while Steve's jokes from seventy years ago are even more embarrassing.

Sitting on the bench, watching the scene come alive again, Steve looked at the calm Hudson River in front of him and said to Lynn, "Actually, I thought of this scene seventy years ago."

"Back then, I was really looking forward to having a celebration party with Peggy, Bucky, Howard, and the others after the war ended."

"You know, dances were really popular back then, but before I became Captain America, no girl wanted to dance with me."

"After becoming Captain America, I didn't have time. Peggy finally agreed to teach me slowly, but I crashed my plane into a glacier."

At this point, Steve suddenly looked at Lynn and asked, "Can you dance?"

Hearing Steve's sudden question, Lynn looked at him warily: "Don't even think about me hugging you and dancing that kind of dance!"

"Ha ha..""

Steve smiled and shook his head. After a moment, he looked at Lynn and said, "I'd like to visit Peggy, but I'm not sure if she'll... "

"If you want to go, then go for it. Don't leave yourself with any regrets!"

"Do you need me to come with you?"

"That's for the best!"

Hearing Lynn say that, Steve replied, "It's June now, and I plan to visit her next March!"

Why wait until March?

Faced with Lynn's question, Steve shook his head but did not answer.

"Hey, what are you guys talking about?"

Tony Stark walked over with a beer in his hand, and looking at the two people chatting, he asked curiously.

In early July, Lynn was driving to the Federal Building in New York.

"Boss, something bad has happened! Sean has been shot and is currently receiving treatment at the hospital!"

Hearing Alice's somewhat nervous voice on the other end of the phone, Lynn immediately turned and drove towards the hospital.

Upon arriving at the hospital, seeing Sean's worried wife and Alice Lynn's furious expression outside the ward, he immediately went up to her and asked, "How is Sean?"

Seeing Lynn arrive, Alice immediately stepped forward and said, "He's still undergoing surgery, but the bullet only pierced Sean's shoulder, and he was brought to the hospital in time, so Sean's life is not in danger!"

Hearing Alice say this, Lynn felt a little relieved.

After offering a few words of comfort to Sean's wife, Lynn asked Alice, "What exactly happened?"

"Boss, Sean had a minor collision with another car on his way to work this morning. As soon as Sean got out of his car, the people in the other car immediately opened fire on him."

"If the NYPD patrol car hadn't arrived just in time, preventing the other side from firing a second shot, Sean might have..."

Hearing Alice's words, a shadow of gloom crossed Lynn's eyes: "So, this shooting was a deliberate murder targeting Sean?"

"Have you found out the gunman's identity? And who hired him?"

"Still under investigation!"

In response to Lynn's question, Alice immediately replied, "I rushed over as soon as I heard Sean was shot, but I've already had Joey track him down. We'll find the killer soon!"

As the two were talking, the operating room lights came on, and soon Sean, who was still unconscious on the hospital bed, was wheeled out by the doctor.

Seeing Sean being pushed out, Lynn immediately stepped forward.

"Mr. Hall, Mr. Sean is fine. He just needs some rest to recover."

Hearing the doctor say that, Lynn breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome!"

As he spoke, the doctor had someone move Sean to a private room.

As the effects of the anesthesia wore off, Sean gradually regained consciousness.

When Sean saw his wife with red eyes and tears streaming down her face by his bedside, he instinctively reached out to wipe away her tears.

"Don't move!"

Seeing that her husband had woken up, the wife quickly told him not to move around.

"How dare you laugh!"

Seeing Sean grinning foolishly, Lynn cursed.

"Hehe, boss, sorry to have worried you. Don't worry, I'm not going to die. It's just a bullet wound, nothing like the one I got when we were fighting the lizardmen!"

Seeing Sean's feigned nonchalance, Lynn stood up from her chair and said, "Don't think about anything. Just focus on recovering during this time. Consider it a vacation!"

Lynn didn't say anything more, but Sean nodded.

Having followed his boss for so many years, Sean knew that the calmer his boss appeared at such moments, the angrier he was inside!

"Boss, don't make a big fuss this time, it'll damage your reputation!"

Seeing Lynn preparing to leave, Sean immediately spoke up.

Sean didn't answer Lynn's question; he simply waved his hand.

Alice glared at Sean, then left with Lynn.

Outside the hospital.

"Send the action team to guard outside the ward 24 hours a day until Sean's situation is completely resolved!"

"yes!"

Hearing Lynn's order, Alice nodded: "Boss, what are you planning to do this time?"

When Alice asked him a question, Lynn glanced at her but did not answer.

Alice immediately understood what Lynn meant!

It seems New York is about to get lively again.

At the same time, in an apartment in New York.

"Are you fucking insane?"

Seeing his second-in-command kneeling before him, the Incheon Gang leader kicked him to the ground: "That's the fucking deputy director of the New York FBI!"

Besides, everyone in the New York gangs knows that Sean is Lynn Hall's most important assistant. How dare you shoot him? Is your head full of shit?

Listening to the boss pointing at him and constantly cursing him, the second-in-command, Jin Shangxian, had sweat all over his forehead.

"Chairman, this isn't my fault. The person who ordered me to do this is someone our Incheon Association simply can't afford to offend!"

As he spoke, Kim Sang-hyun immediately crawled to his boss's feet, hugging his leg and pleading, "I only did this for the Incheon Society, otherwise our entire Incheon Society would have been uprooted by the people behind the scenes!"

Seeing Kim Sang-hyun clinging to his leg and begging, Chairman Kim Ji-hwi sighed helplessly, "Damn it, if your father weren't my uncle, I'd throw you out right now!"

"Tell me who ordered you to do this?"

"I can't say it, President, I'm so sorry!"

"Damn it!"

Seeing Kim Sang-hyun kneeling on the ground with his head bowed, Kim Ji-hui cursed angrily, "If you weren't my brother, if you weren't my father... what the hell are you still doing here? You'd better get into the safe house right now and come out again after things have calmed down!"

Upon hearing Kim Ji-hye's order, Kim Sang-hyun nodded repeatedly.

However, she still asked with some concern, "President, how do you plan to handle this matter?"

"What else can we do? This time, the Incheon Association is definitely going to have to pay a huge sum of money, damn it."

"It's all your fault, you damn bastard!"

Still not satisfied, Kim Ji-hye kicked Kim Sang-hyun again, telling him to disappear from her sight immediately.

After Kim Sang-hyun left, Kim Ji-hye took a deep breath, then took out his phone and dialed the FBI in New York.

"Boss, based on the information about the vehicle the killer was driving, we found that the owner is Kim Sang-hyun, the second-in-command of the Incheon Association."

"Furthermore, the surveillance footage from inside the car confirms that he was the one who fired the shot!"

"Then we checked Kim Sang-hyun's account and found that there were no unusual funds coming in his account in the short term."

"The intelligence team is still investigating those who have recently been in contact with Kim Sang-hyun!"

Looking at the screen, Kim Sang-hyun raised his gun and fired a shot at Sean. Lynn said coldly, "Incheon Society, ha, a bunch of damned Koreans, arrest him immediately!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing Lynn's order, Joey immediately nodded.

Joey had just left Lynn's office when Chris Bell called. Upon answering, he heard Chris Bell say, "Mr. Hall, has the Incheon Gang offended you?"

Upon hearing Chris Bell's question, Lynn frowned and said, "Your sources are pretty fast!"

"Don't misunderstand, Mr. Hall. It's not that I have a special intelligence agency, but rather that Kim Ji-hwi, the chairman of the Incheon Association, called me, saying there's a misunderstanding between the Incheon Association and you, and asking if I could mediate!"

"Misunderstanding? Mediation? Ha..."

Exhaling a puff of smoke, Lynn Hall sneered, "Alright, I'd like to see how this Jin Zhihui is going to smooth over this 'misunderstanding'!"

Half an hour later, inside the private room.

How did you and Kim Ji-hye meet?

Sitting in the private room, Lynn looked at Chris Bell, who had offered to light a cigarette for him, and asked a question.

In response to Lynn's question, Chris Bell quickly replied, "As you know, I climbed up the ranks from being a member of parliament. When I first became a member of parliament, my constituency was the territory of the Incheon Club."

"He helped me a lot back then, so now that he's in trouble and comes to me for help, I can't refuse!"

Hearing Chris Bell say that, Lynn chuckled lightly: "Looks like you've taken a lot of money from him!"

Seeing Lynn's indifferent attitude, Chris Bell didn't hide anything and directly told Lynn a number.

As the two were talking, Jin Zhihui knocked on the door of the private room.

Upon entering, Jin Zhihui first greeted Chris Bell, then quickly said to Lynn, "Mr. Hall, I sincerely apologize for this 'misunderstanding.'"

"It was my lack of discipline that led to this misunderstanding, and I am willing to apologize to you!"

As he spoke, Jin Zhihui immediately and respectfully placed the box at Lynn's feet and opened it, revealing that it was filled with stacks of US dollars!

Looking at the banknotes in the suitcase, and Kim Ji-hwi bowing to him, too ashamed to stand up.

After exhaling a puff of smoke, Lynn said to Chris Bell, "Looks like your pride isn't worth much!"

As soon as Lynn finished speaking, Chris Bell immediately stood up and kicked Kim Ji-hye: "Fuzzy, is this your sincerity?"

Seeing Chris Bell's anger, Kim Ji-hye quickly got up from the ground: "Please don't misunderstand."

Mr. Hall, this money is just the medical expenses that Incheon will pay to Mr. Sean. After all, this gunshot wound has caused Mr. Sean a lot of inconvenience, so...:”

"What did you say? A gunshot wound? Someone in Incheon shot and wounded Sean?"

Chris Bell was stunned when he heard Jin Zhihui say that the money was for Sean's medical expenses.

He had no idea that the Incheon Gang had actually shot and wounded Sean!

When Kim Ji-hye called him this morning, he only said that Incheon Club had some misunderstandings with Lynn Hall and hoped that he could act as a mediator to make peace.

He also believed that the FBI had found evidence of Incheon Society's crimes, so Kim Ji-hye hoped that the FBI would let them go, which is why they came to him!

But that bastard didn't mention at all that they shot and wounded Sean!

"FUXX!"

After loudly cursing Jin Zhihui, Chris Bell immediately turned to Lynn and said, "Mr. Hall, I really didn't know they shot and wounded Sean, otherwise I wouldn't have acted as the middleman!"

Others may not know, but as the mayor of New York City, Chris Bell knew that Alice and Sean were Lynn's most trusted subordinates!

Even he, the mayor of Hydra, probably doesn't hold as high a place in Lynn's heart as Sean and Alice!

Seeing Chris Bell respectfully explaining to Lynn, Kim Ji-hye felt a surge of hatred.

He thought he could get the mayor of New York City to put pressure on Lynn Hall, and that even if Lynn Hall was unwilling, he would have to give the mayor face.

That's why I offered what I considered to be reasonable compensation.

But now, seeing that high and mighty mayor now respectfully explaining to Lynn...

Kim Ji-hye was completely dumbfounded!

Damn it, I guessed wrong from the very beginning!

Stepping on the suitcase, Lynn looked at Kim Ji-hui, who was still bent over and hadn't gotten up, and said, "I only have one question for you: Where is Kim Sang-hyun?"

"this.."

Upon hearing Lynn's question, Kim Ji-hye subconsciously looked at Chris Bell.

"FUXX, answer Mr. Hall's questions immediately, or even I can't protect you!"

Faced with Chris Bell's reprimand, Jin Zhihui hesitated for a few seconds before respectfully replying, "Mr. Hall, I know Shangxian has caused you trouble, but he is my uncle's only son. My uncle entrusted me with taking good care of him before he passed away, and I cannot break my promise!"

"This compensation is only for Mr. Sean's medical expenses. Please give me three days, and I will definitely raise an amount that will satisfy you!"

Look at Kim Ji-hui, sweat dripping down his face, yet still struggling on.

Chris Bell shook his head; he knew there was no way to salvage the situation.

If he had been willing to offer compensation and hand over Kim Sang-hyun from the beginning, perhaps Lynn would have spared his life.

But now, after today, the Incheon Summit will probably not even exist anymore!

Just as he expected, upon hearing Jin Zhihui's reply, Lynn stood up and said, "You're the first person to dare to bargain with me!"

After saying that, Lynn turned and left.

Watching Lynn leave, Jin Zhihui immediately said, "Mayor Bell, what do you think..."

Before he could finish speaking, several people rushed into the private room. Alice, who was in charge, fired two shots, breaking both of Kim Ji-hye's legs.

Seeing Jin Zhihui lying on the ground in agony, Alice said to Chris Bell, "Mr. Mayor, the scene that's about to unfold is a bit bloody. I've already arranged for your driver to wait outside!"

Chris Bell nodded when he heard Alice say that.

He glanced one last time at the wailing Kim Ji-hwi, then turned and left!

Watching Chris Bell leave, Alice waved, and when Dennis came over, Alice pointed to the box on the ground and said, "This is the medical expenses Incheon will give to Sean. Give it to Sean!"

"yes!"

Upon hearing Alice's command, Dennis picked up the box and headed outside.

After the door to the private room closed, Alice looked at Kim Ji-hye, who was lying on the ground groaning, and sneered.

Although it's unclear how the boss managed to get New York City Mayor Chris Bell to treat him with such deference.

But Alice, as Lynn's most trusted subordinate, knew very well that Lynn hated black people the most.

These three kinds of creatures: Koreans, Japanese, and Japanese devils!

Now that this Korean's henchman has actually injured Sean, Alice decides to play with him. Kim Ji-hye, who was originally clutching his legs and wailing in pain, was terrified when he saw the box Alice took out, which was filled with all sorts of knives!

"What...what do you want to do?"

"What are you doing?"

Alice took out a scalpel and looked at Kim Ji-hye with icy eyes: "You'll find out soon enough. Also, after today, your Incheon Society will cease to exist!"

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As soon as she finished speaking, Alice grabbed Kim Ji-hye's head and slammed it onto the coffee table, slowly cutting down with the sharp scalpel in her hand!

"ah!!!"

Hearing Jin Zhihui's painful screams, the members of the action team in the private room acted as if they hadn't seen anything at all.

Some oblivious guys even picked up the watermelon on the table and started eating it.

On the grounds controlled by the Incheon Club.

"What on earth happened? Why is everyone in the gang so tense since this morning?"

Standing on the street, a member of the Incheon Association frowned and asked.

"I don't know, but I heard that Senior Shangxian found the president early this morning, gave him a good scolding, and then told him to leave immediately. The president also rushed off to find connections!"

As he spoke, the subordinate took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for the other person.

After doing all this, the member continued, "Senior Hao Cheng, could it be that our Incheon Gang is about to start a war with another gang?"

Seeing Han Ah-in's somewhat worried expression, Lee Ho-sung patted him on the shoulder and said, "Hey kid, what are you afraid of? They're just some Americans."

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"Don't forget, since 92, we've had the reputation of being 'Koreans standing on rooftops.'"

"So even if it's a war with those American gangs, you absolutely cannot back down an inch, you can't let the good name your predecessors built be ruined..."

Before he could finish speaking, several bullets pierced through Li Haocheng's chest.

Before the bewildered Han Ah-in could react, a group of FBI agents rushed forward and pinned him to the ground.

"Tell me, where is Kim Sang-hyun?"

He tried desperately to pull his face away from the FBI agent's boots, but seeing the dark muzzle of the gun pointed at him, Han Ah-in trembled all over.

Seeing that Han Ah-in had wet his pants from fear, the FBI agent gave him a disdainful look and asked, "Tell me, where is Kim Sang-hyun?"

"I...I don't know..."

"Bang!"

Upon hearing Han Ah-in say he didn't know, the FBI didn't waste any words and shot him in the head!

Inside an apartment building.

"We still can't get in touch with the chairman, senior. Should we continue trading with the Mexicans?"

When questioned by his subordinates, the leader stood up and said, "This deal is very important to our Incheon Association."

So we can't delay!

"Since the guild leader isn't here, you can all come with me to make the trade!"

After saying that, the leader picked up a bag of banknotes and walked outside with his men.

The group of people had just come out of the apartment and hadn't even reached their car when a group of fully armed FBI agents rushed out and pulled the triggers on them without any mercy.

As gunshots rang out, in just a few seconds, the leader and his men were riddled with bullets!

Inside the Incheon gang's territory.

"Damn it, what's all this noise outside? Who are these bastards causing trouble in front of our gang's gate?"

He casually tossed the cards onto the table, and just as the henchman got up to go out and take a look, a bullet pierced his head.

The sudden shout immediately put the other gang members on high alert, and they all drew their guns to prepare to retaliate. However, after several stun grenades were thrown in, gunfire erupted from all directions as they were fired at them!

Within minutes, the entire Incheon Society stronghold was riddled with bullet holes.

After the FBI agents entered, they began questioning the incapacitated man on the ground about Kim Sang-hyun's whereabouts.

Whenever someone says they don't know, the action team will kill them without hesitation!

At the same time, within the Campino family.

"You mean, the FBI made a move against the Incheon Club?"

"Yes, young master!"

Looking at the young master who had just taken over as the head of the Campno family, the butler replied very respectfully, "In just one hour, the Incheon Society suffered heavy losses."

"According to intelligence, the FBI's objective this time is not to make arrests, but to completely eliminate the Incheon Club!"

"Not only that, Incheon Club's public businesses and companies have also been investigated and blocked by various departments."

"Perhaps after today, the entire Incheon Association will disappear!"

Upon hearing the butler's words, Polinka Campno pondered for a moment: "Our Campno family is closest to the Incheon Society's territory. If our Campno family could annex the Incheon Society's territory and take over their business..."

"Then our Campno family will leap to the top of the five major Mafia families in New York!"

At this point, Polinka Campno turned to the butler and said, "Summon all family members immediately. Tell them I have something important to announce!"

"Yes, young master!"

After watching the butler leave, Polinka Campno immediately took out his phone and called Lynn.

As soon as the call connected, Polinka Campino said, "Mr. Hall, I'm sorry to bother you. I am Polinka Campino. I have had the honor of meeting you before."

"Yes, nothing can be hidden from you, Mr. Hall. I wonder if you..."

"Thank you very much for your permission, Mr. Hall. The Campino family is of course happy to serve you."

After hanging up, Polinka Campno dialed another number: "A green diamond will be auctioned in New York in three days. No matter what others bid, you must bid for it in my name, at least thirty million US dollars!"

Inside the FBI building in New York.

"I'll hand this green diamond over to the auction house right away!"

Taking the unassuming green diamond from Lynn, Barbara smiled and said, "But boss, you have dozens of these diamonds in your drawer. Shall we just auction off one?"

"Let's auction one off for now. Even the Mafia can't come up with more money all at once!"

"OK!"

Hearing Lynn say that, Barbara smiled and turned to leave.

Barbara had just left when Alice walked in from outside: "Boss, we successfully captured the guy who injured Sean, following Jin Zhihui's instructions regarding the safe house!"

Hearing Alice say this, Lynn stood up and said, "Let's go, let's see who has such a big responsibility, daring to order Kim Sang-hyun to injure Sean!"

Inside the interrogation room.

At this moment, Kim Sang-hyun was kneeling in the interrogation room with a bruised and swollen face, while the other members of the action team looked at him with disgust.

As soon as Lynn entered the interrogation room, one of the team members immediately handed him a tissue, saying, "Boss, cover your nose, this coward has peed his pants!"

Taking the tissue, Lynn gave Kim Sang-hyun a disdainful look and said with disgust, "Who ordered you to shoot Sean? You'd better tell me the truth, or I'll cut your fingers off one by one!"

"Also, don't even think about Kim Ji-hwi coming to save you. He and the Incheon Society are already in hell because of your stupidity!"

Upon hearing Lynn's words, Kim Sang-hyun, who had been trembling all over but still persevering through gritted teeth, collapsed to the ground like a deflated balloon.

"I don't have the fucking patience to waste the last thirty seconds with you!"

Looking at Kim Sang-hyun, who was like a lump of mud, Lin En said sternly!

In the evening, in a private room at a New York hotel,

Below, the Campono family's mafia was besieging the remaining forces of the Incheon Society.

Chris Bell, standing next to Lynn, said, "Mr. Hall, these must be the last batch of members of the Incheon Society!"

In response to Chris's question, Lynn tossed him a cigarette and said, "Since I said I would completely wipe out the Incheon Society, I will absolutely not let anyone go!"

"Sometimes, these gangsters are more effective than the FBI!"

"Chris, you need to adjust your mindset. You're the mayor of New York City now, no longer that fresh-faced politician who had to read people's faces or even sharpen pencils for them!"

"If you want to reach a higher position, then you need to change your mindset!"

Chris Bell nodded as he listened to Lynn's advice.

Although he was more than ten years older than Lynn, he still considered himself a nobody.

"By the way, you grew up inside Hydra, so you should know someone like Clifton Hopkins, right?"

In response to Lynn's question, Chris Bell took out a lighter and lit a cigarette for Lynn, then nodded and said, "Before Hydra split, before the AIM incident, Clifford Hopkins was a member of the Hydra Elder Council."

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"At that time, he was in full charge of Hydra's operations in Germany, but as AIM broke away from Hydra and Hydra split up, Clifford Hopkins' power gradually weakened."

"As he got older and his health deteriorated, he chose to go to Miami to recuperate, mainly because he focused all his energy on raising his two sons."

At this point, Chris Bell lit a cigarette for himself: "His eldest son was one of the best young guys, but sadly he died in a plane crash in Eastern Europe seven years ago."

"As for his youngest son... Mr. Hall, Toby, whom you killed on that island, was his youngest son!"

Hearing Bell say that, Lynn nodded.

"Mr. Hall, could the mastermind behind Kim Sang-hyun's shooting of Sean be Clifford Hopkins?"

"That's him!"

As he spoke, Lynn snapped his fingers, and soon a man carrying Derek, whose face was covered in bruises, walked in.

When Derek saw Lynn, he was trembling all over, but he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word. The burly man behind him kicked him in the back of the knee.

With a thud, Derek knelt down on the ground, while Chris Bell frowned and said, "Derek, did you tell Clifton Hopkins about Toby's death?"

When Chris Bell asked him a question, Derek trembled and opened his mouth several times as if to beg for help.

But looking at Lynn's cold eyes, Derek could only lower his head and remain silent.

"Pfft, as a fellow member of the younger generation, I'm truly ashamed of you! Derek, it's one thing for you to act like spoiled brats all the time."

"But even now, can't you see that those once-powerful old guys have already lost their influence?"

"I thought the months of hardship Mr. Hall arranged for you would be enough to bring you back to your senses. Pfft..."

At this point, Chris Bell took out a cigarette, put it in Derek's mouth, and lit it for him: "This is your last cigarette, enjoy it!"

Upon hearing Chris Bell's words, Derek trembled all over, and tears streamed down his face.

Seeing this, Chris Bell shook his head, then said to Lynn, "Mr. Hall, do you need me to help you deal with him?"

"No need for that!"

As he spoke, Lynn gave the burly man behind him a look.

Seeing Lynn's gaze, the burly man grabbed Derek and threw him out the window without hesitation.

Outside, the Campno family members, who had just dealt with the Incheon Society scum, were startled by Derek's sudden fall.

Just as the group was about to raise their submachine guns and aim them, the leader shouted at them.

Looking up at Lynn standing by the window, the leader of the mafia bowed slightly in respect before picking up his submachine gun and riddling Derek with bullets!

After doing all this, the mafia member nodded his thanks to Lynn once again, and then left immediately with his men.

"I must say, these mafia members actually know the rules."

Watching the Mafia family members leave, Chris Bell said to Lynn, "But there's something I don't understand, Mr. Hall."

"Since you killed Clive Hopkins' only son, why didn't he retaliate against you directly, but instead targeted Sean?"

"Because he doesn't dare!"

Looking at Chris Bell, Lynn smiled calmly and said, "He knows what kind of person his youngest son Toby is, so he puts all his hopes on his grandson."

"It's not just him; in fact, most of the old guys in Hydra are like that. They know that the younger generation is not up to the task. Even if Hydra rules the world, the younger generation cannot support Hydra."

"So the younger generation was abandoned, while the inexperienced were given special attention. According to my investigation, Clive Hopkins' grandson is currently studying at Columbia University."

"He's the most prestigious member of the 'breasted' faction, and also the one Corif values ​​most!"

After hearing Lynn's explanation, Chris Bell suddenly realized, "I understand now. After seeing that Toby was not doing well, Clifford Hopkins poured all his energy into his grandson."

"His grandson did not disappoint him, but at this time Toby died at your hands."

"He knows your strength and your influence in New York, so he doesn't dare to go against you, but he can't swallow this insult, so he can only target Sean."

"That way, even if Sean is killed, you can't seek revenge on him. After all, his status is what it is, and he didn't harm you or your family."

At this point, Chris Bell snorted and said, "What a clever old man!"

"Smart? Ha!"

Crushing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, Lynn Hall said calmly, "If he were truly intelligent, he would have buried his hatred for me in his heart instead of launching what he considered trivial revenge!"

"You mean... Mr. Hall, if you take action, it might cause..."

Do you think I care?

Looking at the somewhat surprised Chris Bell, Lynn said, "If I can't even protect my own people, then I don't deserve to stand here!"

"Chris, you're mine now too!"

The next morning, outside the Columbia University campus.

"Lillian, see you in a bit!"

After greeting the girl who had a crush on her, Pelinka Hopkins smiled and walked out of the campus.

Anyone who knows Pelinka Hopkins knows she's incredibly handsome and charming.

He's also a witty and humorous young man.

Even Dr. Banner liked this student very much.

Upon arriving at the school gate, Pelinka looked at the black Lincoln in front of him and immediately got in.

"I told you not to pick me up near Columbia University. Don't you know that Bruce Banner, the Avenger, is a professor there?"

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Pelinka's smile vanished, replaced by a sinister gaze.

Without waiting for the driver's reply, Pelinka continued, while instructing the driver to drive, "What did Grandpa call you here for this time?"

"The Incheon Club has fallen, and Derek is dead!"