Villain In MCU

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Wesley nodded and said, "Yes. Twenty people were killed in the motorcycle gang, and goods worth 4 million were lost. These guys are crazy, riding motorcycles all over the street looking for people."

"Jason has no distribution channels; he must have sold it to someone else." Kingpin analyzed carefully, "Check! Check all the black market merchants in New York, especially those who have traded with Jason before."

"OK!"

After he finished speaking, the carriage fell silent again.

Wesley lowered his head, struggling internally for a while, and mustered up the courage to say, "I'm sorry, boss. I was the one who told Jason the information about the biker gang."

Kingpin frowned and looked at him blankly, "Why?"

Wesley told everything that had happened before, including his wife's infidelity.

"So Jason has evidence against you!" Kingpin listened silently and then said sarcastically, "The biker gang's goods are only worth 4 million dollars. Why didn't you tell him where our goods are hidden? That batch is more valuable."

Wesley was a little angry and said seriously, "Jason didn't ask. Even if he did, I wouldn't tell him, even if I had to spend my whole life in jail."

Kingpin suddenly laughed and said, "That's it! What are you worrying about?"

He patted Wesley on the shoulder and said, "As long as you don't betray the gang and me, you will always be my most proud disciple."

"As for those biker gangs and mafia, we will have to deal with them one day. Jason is just working for us."

Wesley was somewhat touched by Kingpin's tolerance and magnanimity, and thought that he had followed the right person.

He then asked, "Boss, because of Jason, the entire New York gang is in chaos. I'm afraid if this continues, they will start fighting before Jason comes to them."

Kingpin said proudly, "They are just a bunch of stupid guys! Don't worry, as long as I am in charge of New York, New York will never be in chaos."

If others said this, they would undoubtedly be bragging, but when Kingpin said this, no one dared to doubt it.

"Then what should Jason do? The wanted order has been issued for several days, but there is no news at all. Should we scatter all the gang members?"

"Jason..." Kingpin snorted disdainfully, "He's just a stray dog. I can easily kill him with my hands. Don't worry about his business. I will definitely catch him with my own hands."

"Okay." Wesley asked again, "Boss, Mrs. Gao wants to see you."

"Mrs. Gao?"

Kingpin immediately put away his contempt.

There are many influential figures in the New York underground, but there are only a handful of people who can give Kingpin a headache. Even Jason, the ace gunman, is not qualified. But Mrs. Gao is one of them.

This woman is very smart and dangerous. She controls more than 80% of the drug channels in New York.

Although she is Chinese, she has close ties with Japanese gangs and can get the best high-quality grass resources from Mexico.

The complicated network of relationships behind her is what makes Kingpin feel so difficult.

Kingpin sighed and said, "Invite her to your home, and take out the box of Chinese tea to entertain her."

"Okay." Wesley called and informed his men to start making arrangements.

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The convoy drove all the way to Kingpin's mansion in Manhattan.

Top floor living room.

Mrs. Gao, who was leaning on a cane and had a wrinkled face, was sipping tea from a cup.

Kingpin's men were guarding every corner. They kept their heads down, their hands behind their backs, and did not dare to make any noise.

"Hello, Gao!"

Kingpin walked over, smiled, and greeted in broken Mandarin.

"Wilson, long time no see." Mrs. Gao stood up with a smile and called Kingpin by his real name.

After some pleasantries, the two sat down face to face, sipping tea and chatting like old friends who had not seen each other for many years.

"Wilson, I'm sorry about Vanessa, but from my point of view, Jason really did a good thing."

Kingpin's pupils shrank and a fire gathered in his heart.

Mrs. Gao didn't seem to notice and continued, "Ever since Vanessa showed up, your soul has been sucked away by her."

"He didn't care about the gang or the business. He just dated her, had dinner with her, and hung out in the gallery to talk about art."

"It's my fault, I have changed." Kingpin rarely bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Mrs. Gao nodded and said, "I know. You sent someone to kill Vanessa, which shows that you have come to your senses. I am very relieved."

"But the reason I came to see you today is not because of Vanessa, but because of Jason."

Kingpin was puzzled, "Did Jason offend you?"

Mrs. Gao took a sip of tea and said, "Not yet, but Hi-Grass needs a stable market. If Jason continues to make trouble, it will definitely damage our business, so I sent someone to take action."

Kingpin and Wesley were stunned.

The police and the gangs were desperate to find Jason, but they couldn't even find his shadow.

Mrs. Gao found him so easily.

"Great! Thank you very much." Kingpin said excitedly, "Please tell me the address, and I will send someone immediately..."

"Wilson!" Mrs. Gao interrupted loudly and bluntly.

"What you need to do now is to stabilize the situation in New York, not to capture Jason to satisfy your inner self-esteem."

Kingpin's face turned red, but he couldn't find any words to refute.

Mrs. Gao put down her teacup, looked at her watch, and said, "According to the time, he should be here."

Franklin walked into the living room, his excitement still not fading, "Boss, today is a day worth celebrating. I'm going out to buy some wine."

"You're right, it's worth celebrating."

Jason smiled and waved.

He could understand Franklin's feelings very well. He thought back to the night when he robbed a convenience store and stole more than 10,000 US dollars. He was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.

After he left, Jason changed his posture and lay on the sofa, clicked on the system screen, and watched his reputation value increase little by little.

[Ding! Your reputation value reaches 300 points, and you get a chance to recruit a comrade.]

Jason clicked on recruit and his pupils contracted instantly.

"It's him!"

After a moment's pause, Jason's face lit up with joy.

Marvelous!

Now he even has an undercover agent inside the police force.

Creak!

At this moment, there was a sound of a key opening the door from outside.

Besides Franklin, Dennis was the only one in the house who had the key.

Maybe she's back from shopping.

Jason ignored it and continued browsing the system screen.

Suddenly, the hairs all over his body stood up.

Wrong!

Why does this person walk without making any sound?

Oh no!

Killer!

Jason jumped up from the sofa, grabbed the Glock pistol at his waist with his right hand, bent his calves backward, and kicked his heels on the slide of the pistol.

Thud!

It only took Jason one or two seconds from noticing the enemy to loading the bullet, which is probably the same for a military sharpshooter.

But... it's too late.

The killer had walked into the living room.

He was wearing a dark linen suit, had an ordinary Chinese face, and his eyes were as sharp as a hawk staring at its prey.

This is a master!

Jason's heart was filled with alarm and he raised his hand to shoot.

The man moved!

He swung his lowered right hand with force!

Swish!

A small flying knife instantly pierced Jason's arm, with a little bit of the blade sticking out.

The pain was unbearable, and his palm opened reflexively, and the pistol fell to the ground with a thud.

Jason endured the pain, fell to the ground, and tried to pick up the pistol with his left hand.

Boom!

Another flying knife shot to the ground, just enough to block the fingers of his left hand.

If he had been a bit slower, or Jason had been a bit faster, their finger would have been cut off.

What a terrible knife technique!

Jason felt a chill running down his spine and never dared to pick up a gun rashly again.

The killer came over and kicked the gun away with his cloth-shod foot.

"Jason Walter?"

The killer asked, his odd pronunciation sounding very awkward.

Jason got up from the ground, pulled out his arm throwing knife, and answered in Mandarin, "Yes."

The killer was slightly surprised. After living in the United States for so many years, this was the first time he met a fat sheep who spoke such standard Mandarin.

"I've heard a lot about you." The killer complimented in Chinese.

Jason snorted, "Asking a question that has no answer, who is your employer?"

The killer stretched his arms and legs and performed a boxing routine, "If you beat me, I'll tell you."

Now it was Jason's turn to be surprised. This was the first time he saw a killer having a competition before killing someone.

But since he wanted to die, Jason would naturally satisfy him.

"Ah!!!"

He roared and rushed forward.

The killer showed contempt, slid away, and then punched out suddenly.

Jason was hit in the chest and flew backward, with his back hitting the TV.

There was a tearing pain in his chest and back, and his mouth was filled with the taste of blood.

This punch might have hit acupuncture points, and Jason's limbs actually felt a little weak.

Was he defeated in seconds?

Jason was completely confused.

Having been active in the underworld for more than a decade, he has encountered countless powerful enemies, but this is the first time that he has been defeated in one move.

'Shit!'

'Isn't it said that all boxing routines are just fancy moves?'

'What the hell is going on!'

The killer retracted his stance, shook his head, and said disdainfully, "Your name is well-known in the underground world, and I have long wanted to spar with you. I didn't expect you to be so vulnerable. I am really disappointed."

Jason quickly smiled bitterly and begged for mercy, "I am just an ordinary person. I can bully small hooligans, but how can I beat a martial arts master like you!"

While he was arguing, he quietly opened the system screen.

'Fortunately, I left 10 attribute points, otherwise I would have been in trouble today.'

[Strength 38 → 43]

[Agility 40→40]

[Endurance 35 → 40]

[Intelligence 40→40]

[Remaining attribute points: 0]