Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

However, this also made Ulysses Klaue's favor for Fisk increase greatly.

He likes to do business with generous people.

A sissy who shrinks back when even drinking.

You're not worthy of doing business with him.

After hesitating for a moment, Ulysses Klaue was ready to suffer a loss first and give up the initiative.

After all, this time they were discussing a big deal. If the deal was successful, it would not be a deal worth a few million dollars, but a big deal worth at least 100 million dollars.

"Mr. Fisk, do you know what the hardest metal in the world is?"

“Titanium alloy?

Or is it some kind of alloy forged from a fusion of multiple metals?"

Ulysses Klaue smiled and shook his head: "Those are as fragile as paper, they are not hard metals at all. The hardest metal in the world is this!" Ulysses Klaue suddenly stretched out his little finger, on which there was a ring that protected the entire little finger knuckle. It was silver, without any impurities on the surface, and could even reflect Fisk's face.

It looks very much like some kind of extremely pure silver.

But this is not actually the case.

Fisk's pupils quickly turned black, a deep black.

At this moment, in his sight, the silver ring changed rapidly. Countless golden elements were fixed on the ring, making it extremely hard.

"This is?"

"Do you know the shield in Captain America's hand?"

"The one that Howard Stark built for Captain America?"

"Yes, the hardest metal on earth - Vibranium!"

Ulysses Klaue took off the ring, took out the pliers he had prepared in advance, clamped the ring, and handed it to Fisk, "Try its hardness?"

Fisk took the ring and the pliers without hesitation, then began to exert force with his jaws. The pliers immediately made a crisp, creaking sound, accompanying the sound.

The jaws of the pliers, made of pure steel, twisted and deformed, but the ring clamped by the pliers did not change at all, but only vibrated violently, and an extremely subtle buzzing sound spread to Fisk's ears.

"Boom!"

The vise broke.

The broken front protrusion of the pliers flew into the air, and the ring flew out with it. Ulysses Klaue immediately reached out and grabbed the ring, holding it in his palm like a treasure.

He looked at Fisk with some complexity. This pair of pliers was made of a special alloy steel of extremely high purity, mixed with a variety of alloys. Although it was still very fragile compared to vibranium, it was not something that an ordinary person could break.

But in Fisk's hands, Fisk broke it easily.

More importantly, Fisk didn't seem to have used his full strength.

Ulysses Klaue suddenly felt that this time he had made the right decision to venture to North America.

This is definitely a powerful ally.

"The production of this metal should be very low!"

“No, Mr. Fisk.

The production of this metal is very high. There is a place in Africa that has rich mineral deposits. The proven mineral reserves exceed 120,000 tons.

Moreover, these numbers were from more than 20 years ago!

The real number may be several times higher.”

Ulysses Klaue's tone was somewhat fanatical, he held up the ring and said: "Don't be fooled by its size, this ring is actually worth more than one million dollars!"

"Then why have I never heard of it before?" How could Fisk not know about vibranium.

But you have to do the whole show!

"That's because a group of despicable guys have seized the treasure of all mankind!" Ulysses Klaue sneered, "They are a group of despicable African gorillas, and their tribe is right above the mine.

After they got the vibranium, they greedily took these things for themselves and guarded them strictly.

In order to avoid being discovered, they even disguised themselves as the poorest country on earth! Damn black monkeys!

They are the most shameless thieves, and they all deserve to be torn into pieces..."

Ulysses Klaue opened his neck, revealing the mark of steel. "Mr. Fisk, I need your help. I know you are extraordinary. We can develop this treasure together. Then we will become the most powerful people in the world. No one can hurt us anymore!"

Fisk smiled and took a puff of his cigar. "Mr. Ulysses Klaue, I have a small question. Why did you come to me? Obviously, there are many companions in this world who are more suitable to be your partner."

"No!" Ulysses Klaue said firmly, "No one in the world is more suitable than you to be my only ally.

After all, they don’t have the ability to massacre a coastal city in the United States and get away with it.”

"Hahahaha! Mr. Ulysses Klaue, please be careful with your words, or I'll sue you for libel."

"I'm sorry, I'm probably still drunk and I'm not thinking straight.

Mr. Fisk, please forgive me!"

Chapter 113 A Trip to Washington with Gwen (Prelude!)

"Next month, it's my birthday. I'll be waiting for you in Spain. I look forward to seeing you!"

"I will definitely be there, and I will bring you a gift!"

“I’m really looking forward to it.”

Ulysses Klaue got into the black car.

The convoy left Hell's Kitchen in a mighty manner.

Fisk had no idea how he got into the United States.

But obviously, it couldn't have come in through US customs.

Fisk was in no mood to meddle in other people's business.

Fisk was very excited about the suggestion made by Ulysses Klaue.

Wakanda!

Located in eastern Africa, it has been isolated from the rest of the world for centuries.

But Fisk knew it, and so did Ulysses Klaue.

On the surface, Wakanda is a poor and backward agricultural country.

It is actually the most technologically advanced country on Earth.

Possessing the unique and rare resource Vibranium.

But these niggers are extremely xenophobic.

They selfishly occupied the most precious metal resources on the entire earth.

However, the most primitive tribal system is still maintained in the country.

Or the king rules the kingdom - how foolish!

A bunch of greedy niggers.

Such rare metal resources actually fell into the hands of these greedy and ignorant black people.

This is truly a shame for humanity!

Fisk felt obligated to help these damn niggers get into civilized society.

Of course, it would be difficult to achieve this with his current strength and Ulysses Klaue's bragging.

Fisk has to seize the time and improve the strength of his forces.

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Dr. Kraft, the warden of the heavy prison, has been having a lot of trouble lately.

Because nearly one-fifth of the prisoners in the prison were taken away by Fisk.

Most of the prison area was empty.

Fortunately, few people want to come to the heavy prison.

Because the prisoners here are all extremely vicious.

They simply won't cooperate with politicians in acting, and the resulting filming is not very good.

Politicians prefer to go to labor camps or light prisons.

There are little sheep there who are committing crimes for the first time or by accident.

Very obedient.

For politicians, the publicity effect of the filming will be better.

But the truth will eventually come out.

However, the trafficking of these prisoners has made Dr. Kraft a fortune.

I have already saved enough money for retirement.

"Just run!"

"But where can I run to?"

"Africa, Europe, Asia, South America... we have to go somewhere where there is no extradition law."

Dr. Kraft drove his car and stopped at the door of his house. He was suddenly shocked because he found an SUV parked at the door of his house!

He subconsciously wanted to step on the accelerator and leave his home.

But someone has already started knocking on the window.

This person was none other than Lester.

I rolled down the car window and Lester's smiling face peeked in.

"Dr. Kraft, long time no see!"

"Gudong!"

Dr. Kraft swallowed.