American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Kingpin, whether acknowledged verbally or not, everyone in the underworld knows that name represents something absolute.

His sphere of influence is extremely vast; the entirety of North America could be considered his backyard.

New York is perhaps the most beautiful corner of this garden.

In reality, Kingpin's power in New York isn't the greatest, but the strength he can mobilize is immense.

Don't let the arrogance of the bosses present fool you; when facing Kingpin, they all feel a degree of trepidation.

Ordinary people may not know, but these individuals have the most accurate information.

The Dark Order, who worship Dormammu, dare to fight to the death with the Sorcerer Supreme, yet they cautiously avoid provoking Kingpin.

They even unite with the Hand and Hydra forces for self-preservation, which shows how much they fear Kingpin.

Even the arrogant Hammerhead was surprised that such a big figure came in person.

The others either nodded in acknowledgment or concealed their inner turmoil with emotionless expressions.

Kingpin wore a crisp white suit, his physique as imposing as a wall, a thick cigar clenched in his hand, and a golden ring on his finger that was dazzling to the eye.

He nodded slightly, his eyes briefly sweeping over Madame Viper before he sat down directly.

"Now that Mr. Fisk has arrived, let's begin!"

Hammerhead gestured, directing the attention to Madame Viper beside him. "I think everyone knows the cause of this matter, even if I don't say it. It's because of this beautiful woman, so it's better to let her speak!"

Hammerhead nodded. Madame Viper's bright and charming eyes swept over everyone, the corners of her mouth curving into a beautiful arc as she opened her red lips slightly: "I believe you all know that in recent months, there has been some friction between my forces and the Hand, mainly concentrated on Madripoor Island.

Originally, the Hand's power had always been suppressed by me, but recently they suddenly received a large number of reinforcements from the Triads, and Madame Gao has somehow amplified the influence of the North American branch of Hydra, causing them to constantly stab me in the back internally, so my manpower has indeed been stretched thin recently."

Tombstone's pale face was expressionless: "So you want to borrow troops from us?"

"Oh, borrowing troops sounds so unpleasant. I prefer the term alliance."

Madame Viper chuckled. "You see, the New York underworld in North America is the strongest. Almost every gang has capable fighters. So why not accept my proposal? The eight of you present… oh no, now it's seven. Poor Mr. Finland is out of the game… form a gang alliance and ally with me in the name of the alliance to help me defeat the greedy claws of the Hand!"

"Humph! That's impossible!"

Martin Li sneered: "We are not only competitors, but also mortal enemies. Ally with the Demon Gang? I think Mr. Hammerhead will be sleepless for nights."

Hammerhead said seriously: "Call me Hammerhead!"

Martin's face showed anger, and black and white colors suddenly appeared on his face.

Jigsaw Russo said coldly: "First, state your conditions. I don't think you'd be willing to give up half of the island."

Madame Viper said: "Of course, Madripoor Island is my territory, and no one can interfere. In return, money doesn't mean much to me. Perhaps I can offer a year's tax revenue from Madripoor Island as your activity funds?"

At the mention of money, Martin calmed down.

Several bosses exchanged glances subtly. Sidewinder Stokes grinned: "How much can you offer?"

"Ten billion US dollars!"

As soon as the word 'billion' came out, the air seemed to freeze.

Strictly speaking, people in the underworld are qualified businessmen. As long as the money is in place, they can get you anything.

They are the kind of people who pursue tenfold profits and trample the law under their feet.

Seeing everyone's expressions, Madame Viper's mouth curved into a slight smile.

Sidewinder Stokes: "You're really rich and generous. I can't compare. I can only send one superhuman, but I do have fifty black gunmen."

Mister Negative Martin said faintly: "Three cargo ships plus two armed speedboats, twenty frogmen."

Hammerhead said calmly: "Ten Inhumans, with different abilities."

Everyone's eyes turned to Qi Shan, who chuckled: "Seems very interesting. Then I will also send two superhumans, plus one hundred gunmen with military training."

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's eyes changed.

Being able to walk into the conference hall and sit in that seat, no matter how much they disbelieved it in their hearts, they had to acknowledge Qi Shan's strength.

Just casually mentioning one hundred gunmen was a bit scary.

It wasn't that these bosses couldn't come up with that number, but it would definitely hurt them.

Plus the superhumans, if all of this was true, then they had to admit that Qi Shan did have the ability to sit on an equal footing with them.

Madame Viper's eyes flickered, and she didn't speak.

Kingpin glanced at Qi Shan, with an indescribable expression in his eyes.

Of the eight people present, only Kingpin hadn't spoken. Everyone's eyes turned to him, and he said indifferently.

"A live-fire exercise by the United States Navy in the Pacific!"

Hiss!

Looking at Kingpin's calm expression, everyone felt the urge to gasp for air.

This is not even the same level, okay?

They're just making a small fuss, sending some thugs over, maybe a few more superhumans, but you're directly sending a naval fleet?

Isn't this a joke?

Also, you can casually mobilize the Navy, how much power do you have in North America?

Even Madame Viper felt the urge to complain.

This is simply cheating!

Looking at Kingpin's expression, Madame Viper knew that ten billion wouldn't be enough this time.

After a few seconds of silence, Madame Viper suddenly chuckled.

"Amazing, should I say that this is indeed New York? The hidden power is truly astonishing! But Mr. Fisk, wouldn't mobilizing the Navy be too much of a commotion? It could easily attract S.H.I.E.L.D.'s intervention…"

"I'll handle that!"

"Alright then!"

Madame Viper said helplessly: "Then, according to everyone's plan, each person will take ten percent of the funds, and Mr. Fisk will take thirty percent. Does anyone have any objections?"

The bosses silently smoked their cigars.

Qi Shan watched the others with interest.

The underworld is indeed a blatant display of the law of the jungle.

Faced with a behemoth like Kingpin, even the arrogant and domineering New York gangs had to lower their heads and act humble.

Madame Viper smiled: "Since that's the case, it's settled!"