I Sell Devil Fruits At American Comics

Hell's Kitchen.

Cemetery cemetery.

Hurrah!

The biting wind kept blowing, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground, adding a bit of coolness to this already bleak place.

In the cold wind.

An old man in a windbreaker with completely gray hair stood coldly in front of a tombstone like the cold wind.

In the photo on the tombstone, a big boy like sunshine is smiling brightly.

It was Matt Murdoch.

"It's ironic, Matt, that you wear a mask and tights every day and fight for this city like a ridiculous joker."

"But in the end, what did you get?"

"I said earlier that useless emotions make you weak, and that will kill you!"

The old man was wearing sunglasses, and looked ahead leisurely.

Holding a long stick in his hand, he sighed in front of Matt Murdoch's grave in a very familiar tone.

"You are the most capable student I have ever taught, but you are also the stupidest student!"

"You wasted your ability and died without dignity in the end."

"But, who told you that you are my student?"

"I have found out who killed you, and I will get your dignity back for you."

"May you rest in peace."

When the old man said this, he placed a flower in front of Matt Murdoch's tombstone.

Just when he straightened up and was about to leave, the old man's body suddenly paused.

Without looking back, she uttered a sentence: "Long time no see, Erica!"

"Stick old man!"

Accompanied by such a voice, a woman who looked extremely capable and at the same time extremely ruthless walked over from behind.

"I knew you'd come, you've always had an old love for Matt."

Stick said to Erica in a very sure tone.

"Isn't that why you drove me away? To avoid distracting Matt, but in the end, Matt also left you."

Erica's face was indifferent, and no expression could be seen.

Only when her gaze catches the photo of Matt Murdoch on the tombstone, there is a sadness in her brow.

Although it has been a long time since I saw Matt Murdoch, Erica has never forgotten this big boy who once walked into her life.

Ignoring the old man, Erica also put a bouquet of flowers in front of Matt Murdoch's grave, silently mourning him.

Then he straightened up again.

"You want to avenge Matt, right? Don't deny it, I heard it just now."

Erica said forcefully to Stick, "I want to join! Whether you agree or not!"

"If you don't agree, I will act alone. Anyway, I can do it without you."

"Erica, when did you need my consent?" the old man said leisurely.

...

the other side.

Within Jin Bin's stronghold.

boom!

An extremely dull voice sounded, a steel plate fixed on the ground trembled violently, and a big hole was punched out abruptly.

Not only that, the fracture was red, and the steel was melted under the high temperature, flowing down the steel plate.

It looks so shocking.

In front of this steel plate, Jin Bing's right fist was also red, showing a state of high fever containing terrifying energy, making people dare not approach it at all.

"As expected of a devil fruit, it's really amazing!"

Looking at the effect of his punch just now, Jin couldn't say how satisfied he was.

With just one punch, a hole in a five-centimeter-thick steel plate can be made. What kind of person can bear such a punch from him?

Wade is right, if Daredevil is not dead, he can make the other party see Hades with one punch.

"Boss, in just three days, I didn't expect you to have such terrifying power!"

Wesley adjusted his glasses and sighed from the bottom of his heart.

If he had heard that someone could punch through a steel plate before, he would definitely have taken the other party as a lunatic.

But now, he witnessed this incredible scene with his own eyes.

"This is a devil fruit!"

Jin was equally moved.

Devil fruit is really amazing, it can make people master such power beyond common sense.

He was indeed very lucky to be able to obtain such power.

"But Wesley, I still have a long way to go." Jin Bin then shook his head.

His punch just now seemed to be powerful and exaggerated, but it actually took time to brew.

Jin Bing's grasp of the fruit ability is still very elementary level.

It's okay to say that the steel fist is proficient after continuous training, but it takes about ten seconds to heat up the fist!

In a real battle, how could someone give you such a long time?

Comrades still need to work hard!

As for steeling other parts of the body at will to achieve the purpose of defense, Jin Bing is also a little unfamiliar.

The steely control of other parts such as the chest, waist and abdomen is far less handy than the hands.

This is also a matter of reason.

Just like if you usually try to control the biceps and other muscles of the hands and arms, it will be very easy, but if it is the abdominal muscles, chest muscles, etc., if you are not a trained fitness enthusiast, it is very difficult.

"Wesley, how is your fruit developing?"

Jin then looked at Wesley expectantly and asked.

"Not so good."

Wesley shrugged.

He is taking care of everything inside and outside of Jin Bing, how can he have so much time to develop fruits.

"However, it can be regarded as some progress."

Wesley smiled slightly, then stretched out his hand suddenly, and pointed at the steel plate.

when!

A bullet was shot directly, splashing a spark.

The power of this bullet is not as powerful as the bullets actually fired from the firearm. To reach that level, constant training is required.

"not bad."

Kim nodded.

Wesley is his secretary and housekeeper, not a thug, and basically he doesn't need to fight with others. In this state, Jin is not quite satisfied anyway.

"Boss, it's almost time. It's time to pick up Ms. Vanessa."

Wesley looked at the time at this moment, and reminded Jin Bin.

"Go get the car ready."

Jin Bin nodded.

Ever since he saw the magic of the devil fruit, Jin Bin planned to buy a devil fruit for Vanessa.

Unfortunately, Vanessa has been busy for the past few days, so she couldn't be free until today.

"Got it, boss."

Wesley responded, then turned around vigorously and pushed the door out.

As for Jin Bin, he simply took a shower and changed his clothes before going downstairs.

Wesley had already made arrangements there, and four cars were lined up in a row, waiting there a long time ago.

Wesley immediately opened the car door respectfully, Jin Bin sat on it, and the convoy immediately started to set off, leaving behind a trail of smoke and dust.