American comics: Extracting the immortality of cancer cells at the beginning

As night fell, Hell's Kitchen in New York was shrouded in a haze, in Kingpin's luxurious office.

Viper and Baron Strucker sat opposite Kingpin, their eyes wandering over the burly body of the underworld emperor.

Kingpin's white suit with a pink collar hides a formidable body of muscles, even when he is sitting, he gives people a sense of oppression ready to burst out at any time.

"Mr. Kingpin," Viper, with a wicked face, twisted his sexy waist, his mouth painted with black lip mud opened and closed, and his voice was full of irresistible charm.

"We have a business to discuss with you."

King ignored the femme fatale in front of him, his sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in a deep voice:

"Oh? Tell me about it."

Baron Strucker on the side took over the conversation.

"There is a man named Jonathan Pierce. We need you to catch him alive."

Kingpin sneered.

"Is it worth your two coming here just to capture one person? You think too highly of me, don't you?"

Baron Stark smiled sinisterly:

"Of course it's not just that... We know you've always wanted to expand your sphere of influence in New York. If you can complete this commission, we can transfer some of our industries... to you."

Hearing this slightly more important sentence, Jin Bing's eyes suddenly became playful:

"Tell me more about it."

Baron Stark took out a document from his briefcase and pushed it in front of Jin Bing.

"This is the list of industries we are going to transfer, including several nightclubs, casinos, and some legal businesses. These are enough to expand your sphere of influence by at least 30%."

Jin Bing took the document and read it carefully.

After a moment, he raised his head, his eyes flashing with an inexplicable light:

"Interesting... But why do you care so much about Jonathan? According to your Hydra way of doing things, you rarely ask others to do things for you."

Seeing this, Viper and Baron Strucker exchanged glances, and Viper stuck out his tongue.

"He... has some special abilities, we need to study it.

Hearing this, Kingpin sneered:

"Study? You want to torture people to death... This is your normal state. "

"Mr. Kingpin is joking... This person is very important to us. Since we are willing to pay such a high price, don't you want to agree?"

Kingpin was silent for a while, then stood up, his burly body cast a shadow in the office.

"I accept this deal... But I have a condition."

Baron Strucker asked vigilantly.

"What condition? "

King Bing showed a ferocious smile.

"I want to personally...meet this Jonathan and see what's so special about him that is worth you Hydra's fuss. "

King Bing's eyes were gleaming... As the underground emperor of New York, he had long dealt with the notorious Hydra since World War II.

This organization, which never gets up early without profit, can bring back amazing gains every time it goes out... This time, King Bing also wants to see what kind of "surprise" this is.

And Hydra is also considering it. To be honest, they didn't pay too much attention to Jonathan's situation at the beginning, that is, the internal spies reported some abnormal situations to them.

Due to these circumstances, the potential disputes between Hydra factions cannot be put on the surface, so they can only start from other aspects to obtain the intelligence they want.

But... they don't have the idea of ​​letting others share a piece of the pie.

So, Baron Stark frowned and said, "This is not in our plan..."

Before he finished speaking, King Bing interrupted him.

"Either accept my conditions, or there is no room for negotiation. "

Viper and Baron Strucker looked at each other and finally nodded helplessly.

King Bing sat back in his chair with satisfaction.

"Very good. I will send my most capable men, Bullseye and Erica, to do this. You just need to tell me... where is this Jonathan now."

Viper took out a photo with residual heat from his leather pants and handed it to King Bing.

"This is what he looks like. The last time he appeared was at Concept Technology Company... And you must act quickly, his identity is not simple~"

King Bing took the photo, shook it, and then looked at it carefully for a while and sneered:

"Don't worry, no matter who it is... he can't run away."

When Viper and Baron Strucker left, King Bing stood in front of the window, overlooking the night view of New York, and then pressed the notification device in his hand.

"Ask Bullseye and Erica to see me, we have work to do."

————Dividing line————At the same time, Jonathan was walking out of the Patent Office building, holding a thick document in his hand.

Before returning to the Marvel world, Jonathan stuffed some of the perfect black technology products of the Black Robe Patrol into the system space, including positioning devices and heat insulation materials commonly used by superheroes.

After returning, Jonathan planned to make these products that have not yet appeared in the Marvel world, or have not yet become mainstream, as the company's first products.

In this way, before launching future heavyweight products, it can also be known among the masses in advance...

So Jonathan planned to register the product at the Patent Office first, protect his "exclusive copyright" first, and by the way, let his shell company operate and earn some operating funds.

After doing all this, Jonathan felt relieved. The plan in his mind was basically implemented, and now he could slow down the pace a little... wait for the event to be triggered.

Just a few days ago, he received an electronic invitation to a bachelor party from Tony Stark to all the young men in New York, and the date of the invitation is tonight.

When Jonathan came to Marvel, his predecessor had also dealt with Tony Stark, but this dealing was limited to sharing the measurements of the New York Times girl.

In reality, he had only met him briefly a few times, and he was not very familiar with him...

So, taking this opportunity, Jonathan planned to meet Tony while having fun and get familiar with him, so that he could participate in the upcoming "Iron Man" plot in the future.

Maybe he could interfere... and get what he wanted.

Not long after, Jonathan parked the supercar, got out of the car and was about to walk to the party venue.

The scene changed, and Bullseye was squatting on the top of a nearby high-rise building with a sniper rifle, squinting one eye to observe the scope, with a confident sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Just a casual look, Bullseye pulled the trigger.

This time was just when Jonathan turned the corner, and a barely audible gunshot pierced the air.

"Swoosh--"

The bullet whizzed out and went straight to Jonathan's thigh.

The boss Kingpin's mission was to capture him alive... not to shoot him in the head... It was such a simple job, but Bullseye didn't know why he had to call Erica.

It was a waste of effort.

However, to Bullseye's surprise, Jonathan at the corner of the street seemed to have eyes behind him, and he easily turned sideways, seemingly "coincidentally" dodged the shot.

"Huh? Missed?"

Bullseye tilted his head, staring at the bullet hole in the wall, analyzing the trajectory.

"Bullseye, have you been around women for too long? Your shooting skills are so rusty?"

Erica's voice came from the communicator clamped on his neck.

At this moment, she was moving, approaching Jonathan's position at a very fast speed, and her black tights blended into the night.

With just a light jump, holding the spike fork in her fingers, she landed lightly in a blind spot, looking for the best position to attack.

Soon, she saw the bullet hole shot into the wall by the bullseye, which was still smoking... But what puzzled her was that Jonathan's figure, who was originally there, had disappeared from the spot as if he had evaporated from the earth.

"Erica... He's behind you!"

Hearing the urgent reminder from the bullseye in the communicator, Erica turned her head quickly.

"Oh... beauty, this outfit is quite unique..."

"Are you looking for me?"

(Those who say I'm slow, you'll know whether I can fly when you get to Marvel)