American comics: Intercepting the female superhero, the symbiote is invincible

Seeing this, Luo Xianfeng could only sigh and gently stroke the horse's long, white neck: "Then you should rest for a while, but not for too long..."

Feeling the owner's caresses.

The white horse comfortably squinted its eyes, and its previously heavy breathing gradually subsided...

However... wait until a dozen or so breaths have passed.

The horse was still resting quietly, showing no sign of moving.

Luo Xianfeng frowned slightly. Now was the crucial moment to crush the enemy army in one fell swoop. How could he delay the battle because of the warhorses?

Think so.

He raised his hand and slapped the horse's rump several times: "Quick! We need to get moving! Over there—!"

The white horse neighed loudly as it was whipped, and immediately began to stride off in the direction its master had indicated...

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With the full cooperation of the warhorse, Luo Xianfeng finally caught up with the ninja squad again.

Spears were attached to the remnants of the army, and they continued to charge into battle.

He chased after them closely and had a good time killing them.

The ninja army, however, continued to wail and showed no intention of retaliating whatsoever...

The two sides moved back and forth, shifting the battlefield to several different locations.

The remaining troops exhausted all their skills and abilities, yet they still could not slow down the fierce general's offensive...

Ultimately, the remaining ninja army was forced into the hilly area behind the valley.

With nowhere to retreat, the ninja squad's knees buckled, and they knelt prostrate on the ground, pitifully begging for mercy...

"No...!"

"No! General, spare my life! I surrender!"

“He…he…” Ron’s lips curled into a cold smile, his spear pointing directly at her. “I didn’t start this war…now, give me some relief…”

Say it.

He disregarded the enemy's pleas and proceeded to massacre them across the hilly region.

Each time the spear was retracted and extended, a mournful cry would be heard.

As night deepened...

The fighting gradually subsided.

Only one ninja remained, who escaped into a deep, dark cave.

Luo Xianfeng didn't let him go either, ruthlessly chasing him all the way to the deepest part of the cave, where he killed him with a single shot...

puff! !

As the spear was pulled from his body.

The war has finally come to an end...

The ninjas suffered a crushing defeat and dared not challenge General Luo's authority again...

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PS:

After Erica, the author originally intended to write about Jessica.

But that seems a bit too slow...

After some thought, the author decided to move the plot forward first.

We'll talk about Jessica later.

Chapter 109 Morning News: Kingpin's Vigilance and Preparations!

Another dense rain of arrows fell.

The entire valley was covered and filled.

He completely took over every inch of Erica's body.

After a pair of tired, beautiful eyes closed...

The girl then fell into a deep sleep...

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the next morning.

New York, a floor of the Empire State Building.

Wilson Fisker (Kingpin) sat back on the sofa with a dignified expression.

He was tall and broad, with an amazing physique.

It looks like a mountain of flesh.

This created a tremendous sense of pressure on the subordinates standing in front of him.

"Have you found out to whom the shares of those murdered shareholders of the Osborn Group were transferred?"

Accompanied by a dull voice.

Everyone was trembling with fear.

No one dared to speak first.

Seeing this, Wilson Fisk's face darkened, and his gaze swept over them one by one: "I gave you money to live the life of the upper class, not to stand here and do nothing... Speak!"

The subordinates were immediately startled. One of them quickly reported, "Boss, we've found out... Since there's no will, the shares should be transferred to the appropriate heirs after the remaining Osborn shareholders hold a shareholders' meeting..."

"Now that you've investigated, you must have had contact with those heirs, right?"

Wilson Fisker clenched his two large hands and continued, "I don't care who holds these shares; I only care whether they are loyal to me..."

"That Norman Osborne guy, he's wasting money on those pointless projects. He's no longer fit to run the Osborne Group..."

"You...you mean..."

A bead of sweat appeared on the subordinate's forehead as he spoke tremblingly, "However... after we contacted those heirs, their behavior was very strange; they firmly stated that they would not cooperate with us..."

Touch~!

A huge fist gently pounded the solid wood tabletop.

This caused a jeweled scepter placed on the table to fly up.

It made a clanging sound when it fell again.

Wilson Fisk stood up from the super-sized seat and sneered, "How dare you refuse my charity... Ha, a biotech company with its secrets stolen and on the verge of collapse, without my support and help, they are nothing!"

"Yes...yes..." The subordinates echoed in agreement, afraid that Kingpin would vent his anger on them.

Click~

The door to the council chamber was then pushed open.

A man walked in with a frivolous gait.

He was strong and well-proportioned, with a slightly sinister look in his eyes.

Wearing a blue, tight-fitting combat suit.

There's also a prominent target pattern on the balaclava...

"Oh, boss, it looks like someone has upset you."

The man tossed a playing card in his hand and said, "Perfect timing. I have some news, maybe good news, that might cheer you up."

“Bullseye..…”

Wilson Fisk turned to look at him and guessed, "I remember you were watching Hell's Kitchen. Is there something going on over there?"

"Boss, you're so busy, you haven't seen today's morning news yet, have you?"

Instead of speaking, Bullseye turned on the large screen on the wall of the meeting room and displayed a news article.

···Requesting flowers····· ·····

—[Yesterday afternoon, Zhongcheng Financial Company was attacked by unknown assailants. Police found several unconscious executives in a secret room... Strangely, police also found a large amount of evidence related to their crimes near these executives...]

On the same day, a mysterious attack also occurred in a building area within the financial district of Midtown Financial Company... The strange noises and beams of light yesterday afternoon are also suspected to be related to this incident...

.. .. ....

Several residents in the vicinity reported seeing a white figure in the sky above the construction site, but the videos they filmed have been deleted by personnel claiming to be from relevant departments.

Police are continuing their investigation into these incidents...

"How about it?"

After the news broadcast, Lester (Bulleye) laughed at Wilson: "The Hand's influence in New York is going to be wiped out, which is good for you, Fisk."

"That's not necessarily true..."

Wilson Fisk chuckled, picked up his cane from the table, and said with a slightly gloomy look in his eyes, "Since someone is going after the Hand, they might dare to go after me too... These so-called superheroes are always so nosy."

As he spoke, he turned to Bullseye and ordered in a deep voice, "There are too many new faces popping up lately. That 'White God,' he sounds like another dangerous guy..."

Therefore, we need to do more preparation...

"Notify Sisevich (the Rhino) and Tombstone that they should all stay put and gather here with me during this time..." (Death)

Chapter 110 Erica's Ideas: Who is the Master of Hell's Kitchen?

"As for the Hand, which is about to collapse..."

It certainly gave me a great opportunity to fully accept Clinton.

Although Wilson Fisker will eventually control all the gangs in the United States.

But his power has not yet developed to that extent.

and so.

As for now.

He also values ​​the Hell's Kitchen area.

...

After listening to Kingpin's words, Bullseye put away the card he was playing with and offered his advice.

"There's an underground auction coming up in Clinton District soon, and the venue is also one of our properties..."

There will be quite a few people there.

You can take this opportunity to warn those restless gang leaders... tell "227" who truly owns Hell's Kitchen...

Dang~

Wilson Fisk slammed his jeweled scepter on the ground, then turned to his men and commanded, "You, go and invite more guests..."

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In the bedroom.

Erica was still asleep, her high ponytail loose, draped over her soft, snowy shoulders and back.

rustling sounds...

In her sleep, she suddenly raised one of her long legs.