Man in Marvel: The Manifestation of the Gods

"As you can see... your boss, Kingpin! He's dead."

Even though seeing is believing, when they actually heard these words from Roddy's mouth, these former subordinates of Kingpin had mixed feelings.

"..If any of you want to avenge your boss, then now is the best opportunity. I can give you the power to fight one-on-one!"

"The winner can take over Kingpin's place as the successful underworld emperor and become the ruler of the New York underworld! Is there anyone who wants to give it a try?"

Hearing Deadpool's arrogant tone in front of them, no one said a word. The choice was obvious. They were all gangsters, and death was the most common thing for them.

Gangs are destroyed and new gangs emerge every day in the United States.

No one will retaliate, it's more about survival of the fittest.

Roddy waited for a few seconds, and seeing that no one spoke, he nodded and grinned.

"Very good, then look at it this way, we have something to talk about."

"To make a long story short...I will accept the legacy left by Brother Fisk and become your master!"

"Who agrees? Who disagrees?"

Bullseye stepped forward at the right time, with two long knives in his hands. He glanced at the people in front of him and saw more than 30 people. These people were Jin Bing's confidants of the dark forces in Hell's Kitchen, and they also formed the ruling foundation of their huge empire.

As long as these people don't cause trouble, Kingpin's death will simply mean a change of master in the underworld.

As for whether these people will develop inappropriate thoughts.

That depends on the methods of the successor.

What are Deadpool's methods?

Haha, after witnessing the battle in the villa, Bullseye thought he understood Deadpool's methods.

He only needs these people to experience Deadpool's madness and evil, and he believes that no one can be Deadpool's opponent. He is a true immortal devil!

Still no one answered, no one spoke.

They are like a group of wooden men. After all, this is clearly a Hongmen Banquet. Now that Bullseye has defected to Deadpool, who dares to raise any objections?

The unlucky guy next to them who is still bleeding is their role model.

But Roddy felt it was a bit boring and not shocking enough.

He stroked his chin, puzzled: "Don't any of you want to sit in this seat?"

"Neither?"

Because of the long knife at the target's eye, everyone shook their heads.

"But this is strange, because what I see in your eyes is lies and a desire for power~"

"Someone didn't speak from the heart..."

"He's lying to me..."

Roddy looked at Kingpin's head in the distance, his eyes still open, and smiled.

Looking at Kingpin's old face, Roddy's light voice turned cold.

"And I hate cheating!"

He glanced at everyone and finally stopped in front of an unlucky guy.

"You! Prove it to me..."

Chapter 47 Recovery and Psychological Warfare!

In the meeting room filled with the smell of blood

Rhodey is dressed as Venom Spider-Man and wears Deadpool's vest.

He used his superb, Oscar-level acting skills to immerse himself in the character of Gotham's Joker.

It’s true, although those present here are all thugs who kill without blinking an eye, the poor are afraid of the powerful, and the powerful are afraid of the desperate.

When a desperate madman really stood in front of them and gently stroked the head of their former boss, all these arrogant people became timid.

...

"you.."

Roddy randomly picked a Russian guy with dreadlocks.

"Prove it to me!"

Behind the long table

Bullseye casually threw a dagger in front of the Russian guy that Roddy was pointing at.

You know what, Bullseye is usually crazy.

But now he is much more normal when doing bad things. The tacit cooperation with Roddy and singing the same tune are the key to the success of this plan.

"boom..."

Looking at the sharp dagger flashing with cold light stabbing in front of him, the Russian guy's heartbeat speed kept accelerating.

Swallowing saliva with difficulty.

The Russian guy was very brave and he quickly grabbed the dagger in front of him.

But my mind is still a little confused.

prove?

How is he going to prove it?

Prove what?

The demon in the center chuckled as if he knew what he was thinking.

"Prove your loyalty, my old friend."

"Get rid of someone you don't think will be loyal to me, or go keep your old boss company."

Everyone paused.

Everyone looked at the leisurely Rody. At the same time, thick ropes emerged from under the long conference table and tied up everyone except the Russian.

This magical scene immediately made them realize that the demon in front of them had extraordinary abilities!

And...I really want to kill them, not just scare them.

The Russians whose hands and feet were not tied began to sweat on their foreheads.

Look at Rody, look at the dagger in his hand.

Then he looked at his former colleagues around him, whose mouths were blocked with hemp ropes.

The so-called dead Taoist friend is not dead but a poor Taoist.

They are all criminals, there is no loyalty at all. They usually wish the other party would die so that they can take over the other party's territory.

The Russians will definitely not commit suicide.

So you can only pick one target.

"Be careful, choose the guy who you think is the most ambitious and least likely to be loyal to me..."

Roddy reminded at the right time.

The Russian's body trembled... He felt as if this demon could see through his inner thoughts.

Originally, he was planning to find a guy who didn't get along with him and kill him.

But now it seems that he cannot go to gamble. If he gambles wrong and is discovered by this evil... this adult, wouldn't he also die?

So the Russians felt uneasy and began to guess the loyalty of Jin Bing's former subordinates around them.

Loyalty is basically non-existent. Many people join Jin Bing because of his strength or the threats he poses. Jin Bing controls them with iron, violence, and assassinations.

But among them, the most powerful and the most out-of-the-ordinary...

That’s right!

The Russian guy looked at a Mexican drug dealer across from him, who was engaged in smuggling people to work as prostitutes. The other party was a drug dealer, who was more powerful and had greater ambitions.

Originally, the Russians had heard that Jin Bing might suppress this fat guy. Now that Jin Bing is dead, this guy will definitely not miss the opportunity and start violent expansion.

He is the biggest threat!

Thinking of this, the Russian guy made up his mind and walked towards the fat man opposite step by step. Beads of sweat dripped from his forehead. The fat man opposite looked at the Russian guy walking towards him, his eyes full of fear and anger.

"Uuuuuuu——!"

But there was a hemp rope tied around his mouth and it was impossible to break free.

Finally, the Russian's eyes were full of bloodshot, staring at the fat drug lord in front of him: "Don't blame me, Roman, you asked for this... You shouldn't be so ambitious!"

As he spoke, the Russian no longer hesitated and thrust the dagger in his hand fiercely into the body of the unwilling fat drug lord!

"puff--"

"Ahhhhh!!"

The Russian guy roared in suppressed anger, and stabbed his body with the dagger continuously without looking at the position.

"Puff puff puff!!!"

There are about thirty or forty knives in a row.

His body and the fat drug lord under him were covered in blood.

“Hoo…Hoo…Hoo!”

When the guy under him turned into a pile of minced meat and stopped breathing...the Russian guy threw away the dagger in his hand, stepped back several steps, and looked at the blood on his hands. His will was on the verge of collapse.

"Sir...Boss..."

...

While enjoying this farce, Rody secretly felt disgusted, but he did a good job on the surface. He clapped his hands gently and asked the Russian curiously: "Which gang are you from? What are you responsible for?"

"Boss, I'm the boss of the Ross Pirate Gang. Just call me Andreev. I'm in charge of some smuggling and...prostitution business."

"Very good.. then can I trust you?"