Plunder the Heavens from American Comics

To put it bluntly, the people who can get blood from the blood bank in New York City are definitely not ordinary people like them, as people who often undergo surgery know.

Therefore, in the black market, selling blood is actually a very common thing.

In the office of a gang boss, the boss was counting money and was in a very happy mood.

The flour market has been getting better and better recently, so his flour factory has naturally made a lot of money.

"Huh? Who opened the window?" Looking at the curtains being blown by the wind, the gangster boss looked at the windowsill with a little confusion.

He stood up and walked over.

After closing the window, the gangster boss wanted to go back to his seat and continue counting money.

However, when he turned around, he saw a man with almost white irises, with only a little black in the pupil, sitting in the position where he had just sat.

Standing next to her was a woman with short hair and a black leather windbreaker.

Moreover, the shining pistol in the opponent's hand was very eye-catching.

Jonathan sat in the gang boss's seat, and his substitute was counting the cash on the table.

Wow, I just clicked around and saw that there are at least five million US dollars here.

Jonathan blew a whistle, looked up at the gangster boss, showed his snow-white teeth and said.

"Sir, I didn't expect that running a flour mill could be so profitable."

Jonathan picked up a stack of US dollars and shook it in his hand.

Seeing this, the gang leader did not show any panic.

It seemed that Jonathan and Selina were not something to be feared in his eyes.

He walked up to Jonathan calmly and asked word by word.

"who are you?"

Looking up at the gangster boss, Jonathan smiled and continued, "It doesn't matter who I am. What's important is that I can't stand seeing people selling flour."

"What do you think we should do about this, sir?"

Hearing this, the gang boss thought that Jonathan was a new street hero like Daredevil, who specialized in fighting criminals like them.

However, seeing that the two men were as thin as monkeys (from the perspective of a gangster boss, in fact, Jonathan's body shape was similar to that of a male model), he smiled with a bit of disdain.

The gangster boss clenched his fist and said shamelessly, "I'll give you a chance to leave through the main gate."

After saying that, he pointed to the office door.

"Selena, do it."

Jonathan actually didn't want to say much to such a person.

After all, the other party is selling flour, as someone who grew up under the red flag.

Jonathan said that he would definitely kill anyone who was in the flour business.

Hearing this, the gangster boss grinned, revealing his big gold teeth, and looked at Selina with a cruel smile.

Although I don’t know these two guys, but looking at Selina’s thin body, I guess if I punch her, she will cry, right?

he thought in his mind.

However, the next second, the gangster boss could no longer laugh, because the scene before him was completely beyond his cognition.

After all, although he has a muscular body, he has also survived countless street fights over the years.

But he did not deviate from the realm of humanity.

So from his perspective, Selena's figure seemed to have disappeared from the spot.

Then when he saw her again, she was already standing beside him.

The cold muzzle of the gun in her hand was already against his temple.

This situation is like a person living in a world without Superman suddenly seeing Superman.

In fact, it was just that Serena moved faster, so the gangster boss didn't see her movements clearly.

Compared to true teleportation, Selina is still far behind.

Just when the gang boss's mind was full of question marks.

Serena pulled the trigger.

His head was like a watermelon smashed by a stick, with watermelon juice spurting everywhere.

Superheroes have superhero principles, but Jonathan doesn't.

He prefers being A-Zu to being Superman.

He picked up the suitcase on the table that contained five million U.S. dollars.

Jonathan didn't even glance at the gangster boss' body on the ground, and said directly to Selina, "Let's go."

Then he returned to the window that the gang boss had just opened.

He jumped down with his suitcase.

It’s no wonder that the gang boss didn’t protect the windows. After all, the building is nearly twenty stories high.

Before Spider-Man appeared, it seemed that the gang boss had no enemies capable of breaking in through the windows of more than 20 floors.

Serena followed suit and jumped from the windowsill.

The two of them landed on the ground one after another, as if they had lost gravity.

When it landed, there was not even a loud sound.

This is a special skill of the Corvinus vampires, which can be regarded as an ability to manipulate gravity.

However, the object is limited to oneself.

Otherwise, the werewolves and humans in the dark world would have probably become extinct.

Anderson LLP, Hell's Kitchen.

To be honest, in this crime-filled neighborhood, it seems a bit out of place for a law firm to open in a place like this.

But who can blame Anderson Law Firm, which is Jin Bing’s exclusive legal team?

Ding-ling, ding-ling, the door was pushed open.

"I'm sorry. It's not business hours now. Please go back."

A blond white man, with a cigarette in his mouth, said without looking up.

"No, I think you should open for business now." Selena said coldly.

The pistol in his hand was pointed at the man.

At the suggestion of enthusiastic netizens, some plots were modified, and Kingpin was replaced with an ordinary gangster boss.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 40 Anderson Lawyer

"Lawyer Anderson, here is five million in cash, and I need you to help me launder it."

After saying that, Jonathan threw the box containing five million cash that he had just snatched from the gangster onto the table.

Anderson was certainly no stranger to money laundering, or rather, his law firm specialized in this kind of thing.

After all, they are Jin Bing's personal team.

But Anderson had clearly never met anyone as unabashed as Jonathan.

"Sir, money laundering is illegal. The door is over there, please leave."

After that, Anderson ignored Jonathan and pointed to the door. Although he was a lawyer who was open for business.

But for a stranger like Jonathan who comes to you right away and asks you to launder money, who knows if he is setting up a sting operation.

Seeing this, Jonathan was too lazy to talk nonsense and spoke directly.

"These five million dollars are the money a gangster boss made from selling flour. Now, this boss is dead. Do you want to consider taking over this business?"

After Jonathan finished speaking, Anderson was silent for a while.

"Sir, this joke is not funny at all. We are really closed today. If you need legal advice, you can..."

Before Anderson could finish, Jonathan interrupted him again.

"Mr. Anderson, what I said is not a request. If you don't want the FBI to know that you are the one who has been handling Jin Bing's finances, then you'd better listen to me."

Jonathan's words successfully silenced Anderson again.

After a long while, he said, "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is whether you can help me handle this five million in cash."

With that, Jonathan pushed the suitcase toward Anderson.

Anderson put his hand on the suitcase.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "I'll take the job. But I'll charge you a handling fee."

After all, who would be against money? Since the other party knows so much, he is probably a member of the underground world.

It wouldn't be too much to make some extra money for himself.

"Handling fee? How much?" Jonathan asked.

Anderson looked up at Jonathan. "How about a 50% commission?"

boom!

Jonathan slammed the P1911 in Anderson's hand heavily on Anderson's desk.

"What did you just say? I didn't hear it clearly." Jonathan looked at Anderson coldly.

This guy really dares to ask for it.

But Anderson is Kingpin's personal lawyer after all, so he would not be scared by Jonathan's show.

He immediately loosened his collar and continued, "Hey, I don't know where you got the news that I was working for Jin Bing."

"But the rules are the rules, 50%, not a penny less. If you think it's expensive, you can go find someone else."

Anderson's tone was firm, and there seemed to be no room for bargaining.

"Are you sure?" Jonathan asked again.

Anderson was naturally not afraid of an unknown person like Jonathan, and he nodded affirmatively.

"Selena."

Jonathan shouted.

Upon hearing this, Selina moved quickly, grabbed Anderson's throat with one hand, and lifted him into the air.

"Ahem, let me go!"

Anderson kept kicking his legs in mid-air and slapping Serena's hands with his hands.

But as an ordinary human being who only knows a little legal knowledge, how could Anderson be a match for Selina?

Seeing that Anderson's face had turned purple, Jonathan told Selena to put him down.

"Mr. Anderson, what did you say the handling fee was? I forgot. Could you please tell me again?"

Jonathan smiled, showing his white teeth.

Looks kind of harmless.

Anderson looked at Selina with a little fear.

I don't understand why he is so thin but has strength that is not inferior to Kingpin.

"25%"

After a long silence, Anderson said a number.

But Jonathan was obviously not satisfied.

He frowned slightly and just looked at Anderson without saying a word.