Marvel: Starting with the Glint-Glint Fruit.

Chapter 93 Relax, Wilson, we're here to make friends (Seeking monthly votes)

Kingpin thought he was surrounded, and that Negley and Natasha would certainly not take him seriously.

What level of organization would surround them?

With overwhelming physical superiority, even if the two women didn't know how to fight, their sheer strength allowed them to easily defeat each other with a single punch.

There's no way to stop it.

Negri understood Kingpin's wariness. After all, if you put yourself in his shoes, you'd be contemplating life in your heavily guarded territory when two women inexplicably and silently appeared before you.

Anyone in this position would be wary and suspicious.

That's far too counterintuitive.

Negri took a disposable phone out of his pocket, and the picture that appeared on the screen was of a beautiful Asian girl.

She showed the phone to Kingpin.

"Her name is Skye, she's 19, my friend. She disappeared in Hell's Kitchen just a few hours ago, Mr. Wilson. As a friend, could you help find her?"

Negri cut to the chase and stated her request; she didn't have much time to waste.

Previously, it was all just a show of force, to make this underground emperor learn some manners.

Kingpin remained silent; it was no big deal to him.

But the way the other party asked him to do things was a challenge to his authority and rule, and if word got out, he would become a laughing stock.

"Girl..." Bullseye, Kingpin's most loyal henchman, immediately understood the situation and grinned menacingly as he opened his mouth to say something.

But before he could finish speaking, Natasha's figure suddenly blurred and disappeared from the spot.

Whoosh!!

The speed was so fast that apart from Negley, Kingpin and the other two didn't even see it clearly. Bullseye's eyelids twitched, and danger swept over him, but he couldn't react in time.

A powerful force grabbed his neck, and his vision blurred.

Bang!

The sound of the wall shattering exploded, and he was actually grabbed by the neck by Natasha, slammed more than ten meters away against the wall next to the office door, and lifted up.

A shallow crater was smashed into the wall, and a mural hanging not far away slid off with a considerable thud due to the tremor.

The sudden attack was also heard by the security guards outside the door.

Thinking something had happened, he immediately burst through the door, raised his gun, and was about to fire at Negley. However, Negley jumped off the desk, raised his long leg, and swung it upwards towards the door.

boom!!

The vacuum was rolled up, creating a sharp, azure slash. It wasn't large, but it rapidly cut through the air and the ground, slicing the expensive carpet on the ground in two.

He precisely bypassed the security guards, brushed past them in the crowd, sliced ​​through the walls of the corridor, and cut a vertical crack several meters long in each of the obstructing walls.

Countless strands of hair fell down, and all the security guards stopped abruptly, frozen in place, not daring to move.

Cold sweat trickled down my forehead.

The security guards stiffly turned their heads little by little to look at the wall behind them in the corridor that had been cut open. They swallowed hard, and the fear of death instantly swept over them.

They were so close, so very close, to being like that wall, except they would have been physically cut in two.

The power that Negri and Natasha displayed made not only them, but Kingpin and Mary also change color.

Mary's previously somewhat crazed eyes cleared up.

"Boys, calm down." Negri put his leg down, raised his right eyebrow, and his tone remained relaxed and lazy.

How is that possible?

Mutant abilities?

wrong.

Kingpin looked horrified, but his mind was racing. As one of the world's top combat experts, his eyesight surpassed that of everyone present except Negley and Natasha.

Negri's kick seems to be explainable only by mutant abilities.

However, Kingpin saw the details in them.

The speed generated by Negri's kick was so fast that all he could see was an afterimage.

A little analysis reveals that this woman must have sufficient physical strength to support the speed at which she kicked out.

It takes a perfect combination of strength, explosiveness, stamina, and speed to achieve this.

At least Kingpin himself believed he was no good, far from good enough.

The opponent's physical strength is far superior to mine.

It's stronger than we can imagine.

This kick stunned the security guards and also immediately brought Kingpin to his senses. He had only one thought in his mind: he couldn't afford to mess with them.

Kingpin then made the best decision of his life.

"Get out! Who let you in?"

Kingpin angrily rebuked his men.

The men felt as if they had been granted a pardon. Without the slightest hesitation, they returned the way they came, and thoughtfully closed the gate behind them.

After his men left, the office returned to silence.

Kingpin then looked toward Bullseye and Natasha, who were pressed against the wall by the door with their necks in their hands.

Seeing that Bullseye had already started rolling his eyes, she quickly said, "Ms. Natasha, I'll send people to look for him right away. Please let this poor fellow go."

"He's about to suffocate."

OK~

Natasha nonchalantly released her grip, and Bullseye slid down the wall to the ground. Leaning against the wall, his chest heaved as he gasped for breath and coughed repeatedly.

He was just a hair's breadth away from meeting God.

Just now, my mind was racing through past memories.

Fortunately, the BOSS spoke quickly enough.

Kingpin was a ruthless tyrant, Mary was a madwoman, and Bullseye was no less mad than this woman. Bullseye was not afraid of death.

Not only are they unafraid of death, but they also often engage in suicidal fighting styles, exhibiting a tendency towards self-destruction.

But he feared failure, boredom, being looked down upon, and meaningless death.

For example, right now.

He craves worthy opponents, not unequal slaughter.

Bullseye knew exactly what was going on.

This woman was so beautiful it was unbelievable; he couldn't afford to offend her, nor could he afford to provoke her. He also had a nasty guy he wanted to get rid of. He had finally found an interesting opponent, and he couldn't just die like that.

So Bullseye behaved himself.

Once everyone behaves themselves, many things become much easier to negotiate.

For example, Negri's confession.

Kingpin promptly accepted the disposable phone given to him by Negley and handed it to Bullseye, instructing him to disseminate the girl's appearance data, as well as information about the repair shop where Skye disappeared, as Negley had told him, and her previous activity trajectory.

Mobilize and dispatch all available personnel to search.

In addition, a $50 bounty was offered, with a $10 reward for finding information and a $50 reward for finding the person.

In the United States in 2007, especially in a place like Hell's Kitchen, this amount of money was not insignificant.

That was enough to excite his men.

After doing all this, Kingpin respectfully saw Negley and Natasha off from the building.

At the entrance of the building, watching the two women get into an inconspicuous car and disappear at the end of the road, Kingpin breathed a sigh of relief.

Mary was beside him.

"Boss, they're really strong, so interesting." Mary licked her lips, and her sickly expression returned.

Kim glanced at the woman without saying a word.

Why didn't you say anything when those two women were here? Do you not like to talk about it?