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

Fisk paused and was about to retract his fist, but Norma suddenly stretched out his palm and placed it on the fist that was packed with huge power.

Then, Norma spun her body like a top, and began to pull Fisk's body with herself as the center.

Fisk immediately felt his body being lifted off the ground.

Just as he was about to pull his hand back, the next second, it was thrown away by a pair of pale and skinny hands that looked like twigs.

However, Fisk only flew in the air for less than a second before falling to the ground.

However, the enormous force he was carrying still forced him to retreat backwards, not only knocking over the entire conference table, but also collapsing a large part of the middle of the table.

Three or four gang leaders who failed to dodge in time were stepped on by Fisk and pressed behind him. They immediately let out miserable howls as they could not bear the pressure.

But what was even worse was that there were several Italian gangsters guarding the door. Under the strong pressure of the conference table, they had no choice but to come into close contact with the wall.

When their bodies collided with the walls, the breaking sounds of their broken bones and their painful expressions showed that they were suffering inhuman pain.

One guy looked like his spine was broken.

The upper body was almost flatly and symmetrically pressed on the legs of the lower body. The upper body was still twitching, but the legs of the lower body had no movement at all.

Fisk paused.

He grabbed Sister Maria who was beside him and protected her by his side.

In order to better protect her, Fisk placed his hand directly on Sister Maria's waist, so that he could push her body to a safe direction at any time.

But he did not use any force, instead he carefully placed it on the side of the waist, because as soon as his palm touched it, Fisk immediately felt the softness under the tight suit, just like tofu, it felt like it would break directly if he used any force, so Fisk did not dare to grab it with force.

At the same time, because the distance between the two was so close, even closer than the distance of ballroom dancing, the mature fragrance emanating from Sister Maria was blowing in waves.

As the sweat on her forehead evaporated, the fragrance coupled with her mature, intellectual, yet serious and beautiful face, Fisk couldn't help but take a few more glances. This was how distracted he was!

Also, because Sister Maria had just dodged in a panic, her suit and the shirt underneath were torn apart due to the large amplitude of her movements. Even the buttons on her shirt were blown off.

When Fisk lowered his eyes slightly, he could clearly see a black lace with beautiful patterns, tightly wrapping the white snow.

Even though the deep ravine was slightly blocked by the shirt, Fisk could still clearly see the endless and beautiful ravines beneath the towering peaks.

Her skin is whiter than snow, and her straight collarbone is delicate and tender.

"Mr. Fisk, I've heard of your great name for a long time, but it's better to meet you in person!"

Norma's voice interrupted Fisk's wandering gaze. He pushed Sister Maria in his arms behind him and showed a cruel smile on his face: "Mr. Norma, it seems that Monica is right. You are indeed much more difficult to deal with than her."

Norma originally had a cynical and confident expression on her face.

However, when he heard Fisk's words at this moment, the smile on his face suddenly froze.

Monica hasn't come down yet, and he has already started to wonder if something happened to Monica.

At this moment, hear Fisk's words.

Is there really something wrong with Monica?

This is exactly the effect Fisk wanted.

He lifted up the top of the conference table beside him.

It is made of solid wood, can seat more than twenty people, and weighs well over half a ton. Even if it is a part that was broken off before, the weight of those parts added together would definitely not exceed twenty kilograms.

But at this moment, Fisk lifted the heavy wooden table easily, and the next second, the solid wooden table slapped Norma fiercely like a large fly swatter.

"Whoosh!"

When the solid wooden table cut through the air, the sound was dull and not sharp at all, and the strong wind echoed throughout the room.

Until the wind blew on my face.

The members of the Italian Mafia finally reacted and drew their weapons, wanting to help Norma.

But they forgot that besides them, there were also a large number of gang leaders in this room.

The leaders of these small gangs all fought their way up from the bottom. Moreover, many of them knew each other and had even worked together before, so they had a good understanding of each other.

Just a glance from each other and they know how to cooperate.

They had already taken advantage of the incident caused by Fisk's arrival and quietly stuck close to those Italian mafia members.

Seeing that they took out the pistols from their waists, they immediately stopped hesitating, rushed forward, each found their target, and started to snatch the weapons from their hands!

Everyone understands.

Right now, the only way to get out alive is to help Fisk.

Otherwise, the unlucky guy on the ground with bloodshot face, trembling and foaming at the mouth might be their only fate.

But this is the territory of the Italian Mafia after all.

There weren't many gunmen in the house.

But don't forget that there is a large group of mafia members outside, guarding the door with a covetous eye.

As someone accidentally fired the first shot, the mafia members outside rushed in under the stimulation of the fierce gunfire.

In an instant, the whole room was in chaos.

The small-time gang leaders and mafia members pulled out their guns and shot at each other, while Fisk slammed the table hard on Norma!

Norma quickly stretched out her left hand.

He wanted to use his own strength to support the table that was hitting him, but after hesitating for a moment, he thought of Fisk's burly body that was as big as a mountain, so he stretched out his second hand.

Unfortunately, he still underestimated Fisk's power.

The moment the palms touched the table, the hard surface quickly cracked and exploded until a hole large enough to accommodate a pair of palms appeared.

Immediately afterwards, Norma's arm quickly passed through the hole.

He wanted to withdraw his hand and leave, but under the influence of Fisk's power, the solid table didn't give him any chance and hit Norma's left side accurately.

Just like hitting a ping-pong ball, the solid table top knocked Norma off the ground. But it was not too late. Fisk exerted force again, temporarily embedding Norma's body on the table top, and smashed her straight into the wall next to her.

If an ordinary person were to be hit by this.

I'm afraid it would have been torn into pieces as soon as it was photographed.

However, Norma managed to withstand it, and at the moment when she was about to hit the wall, her entire body exploded and turned into countless little black bats.

These little bats flew all over the sky and quickly avoided the area covered by the table.

However, many small bats did not dodge and were hit directly against the wall by Fisk, turning into a meat paste.

But a large number of little bats still managed to survive.

They quickly reorganized in the air, and accompanied by a flash of black smoke, Norma floated safely in the air.

However, this obviously comes at a price.

Fisk saw that his face had turned much paler.

Some of the words Monica had said flashed through my mind.

It was guessed that the price Norma paid for using his ability was to consume the blood in his body.

Chapter 43: Monica, your husband is still alive, this is not good!

“You’re good!

I want to cut off your head..."

"So much nonsense!"

Fisk didn't want to listen to this guy's nagging nonsense at all!

He picked up a chair that was within reach and smashed it against the nearby window.

Norma looked at the flying chair with some confusion, wondering what kind of acrobatics Fisk was performing.

The next second, the window was completely shattered.

Faint gunshots were heard from outside.

Lester received the signal and fired decisively.

The bullets were like sharp daggers, stabbing into Norma's body one after another.

In order to achieve the killing effect, all of Lester's bullets are shrapnel bullets.

As a killer with powerful throwing ability.

He has his own arrogance.

Even when he was facing Fisk, all of his original bullet impact points were in Fisk's eye sockets.

He never bothered to use armor-piercing bullets.

I won't even shoot at a bulletproof vest.

As long as it was a bullet, even a pistol bullet, he would use shrapnel that could cause the greatest killing effect.

Less than ten seconds.

Lester had already fired all the bullets in his bolt-action rifle.

Because it is rapid shooting.

Lester didn't even leave any cooling time for the gun barrel in his hand.

The silencer wrapped around the muzzle was twisted and deformed by the heat of the bullet. At the fifteenth shot, the silencer was completely shattered by the airflow carried by the bullet due to its rapid expansion, and black rubber mixed with softened plastic fragments flew all over the sky.

Lester waited until he had finished a magazine of twenty-one bullets.

The entire muzzle had been burned red.

At first glance, it looks like steel slag that is roasted in a fire and could melt completely at any time.

After the shooting.

Lester didn't hesitate.

He dropped the bolt-action sniper rifle in his hand.

It's like a carp leaping over the dragon gate.

He actually jumped from the roof directly to the lawn below.