American Comics: BOSS Invasion

Wilson Fisk was an extremely punctual person, which was perhaps one of the keys to his success.

As the hour hand struck the hour, a black SUV slowly drove into the parking lot.

The door opened, and a burly Caucasian man stepped out.

He was dressed meticulously, every detail carefully considered.

Not far away, several people were already waiting there.

"Mr. Fisk!"

"Madame Gao!"

The one called Madame Gao was a refined and composed elderly woman.

Her attire was simple, lacking both elaborate clothing and dazzling, intricate jewelry.

Yet, merely sitting there, she exuded an imposing aura.

It was the composure of someone who had everything under control and absolute confidence in herself.

Wilson never dared to underestimate this old woman; according to the information he possessed, this unassuming woman had maintained her current appearance since the 17th century.

Over 400 years had elevated her from an ordinary human to another form of existence.

Therefore, even the domineering Wilson never relaxed his vigilance towards Madame Gao.

Madame Gao calmly scrutinized Wilson, and after a moment, a faint smile appeared on her face.

"Mr. Fisk, I'm pleased you decided to come in person, rather than sending a clumsy substitute!"

Wilson felt a slight tension in his heart that Madame Gao could recognize him, but he showed no outward signs. He simply nodded slightly, "Of course, a meeting with Madame Gao should be different. However, I am also somewhat surprised, considering the setbacks you suffered recently. I heard you had left New York and returned to China; I didn't expect to meet you again in Hell's Kitchen!"

Madame Gao smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern. My business did encounter some minor problems recently. Hydra, coupled with the super-powered individuals of the New York Black Gang Alliance, caused me some trouble. However, with the destruction of Madripoor Island, it is no longer an issue!"

Wilson narrowed his eyes slightly, then returned to normal.

Regarding the matter of Madripoor Island, although he didn't know many details, he was aware that the Hand suffered significant losses in that battle.

However, considering the Hand ninjas' ability to be resurrected, these losses seemed insignificant to Madame Gao.

Wilson's sphere of influence had never been able to expand in the Asian region.

Therefore, although he knew the name of Kunlun and knew that there was a magical power there, he had never obtained specific information.

He was still somewhat wary of Madame Gao and Kunlun.

After a few pleasantries, some of the people next to them became impatient.

The Russian was the first to lash out, he shouted, "Mr. Fisk, you guaranteed us that as long as we joined United Real Estate, our business would not have any problems! But…"

"No buts!"

Wilson said calmly, "I helped you take care of the checkpoints, the police, and even the street gangs, ensuring your transportation routes were unimpeded. Isn't that enough? This is arms, not cabbage!"

The Russian was speechless, not knowing who to vent his anger on. After a long while, he slammed his thigh and shouted, "But my arms were stolen! Do you know how important that batch of arms was?"

Wilson replied indifferently, "Firstly, arms are not within the scope of our cooperation; transportation is.

Secondly, the place where your goods were plundered was your secret warehouse.

"But this is in your territory; shouldn't you bear some responsibility?"

"I understand your feelings, but this is not an excuse for sophistry!"

Wilson narrowed his eyes and said, "You should be clear that if Hammerhead's side wasn't so troublesome, I wouldn't have bothered dealing with you two brothers. The Eastern European channel isn't a big deal for me, is it?"

The Russian was speechless.

"The newly emerged Spectre is undoubtedly a threat, and I am trying my best to find a solution.

But you also know that the underground situation in New York has not been good recently, and the top-ranked gangs have joined the New York Black Gang Alliance.

In Hell's Kitchen, the Irish gang was slaughtered, and the Yakuza also suffered heavy casualties. Various unnamed forces have been wiped out even more.

We strongly suspect that this Spectre is a militarized organization! Therefore, this is not just one person's business! Do you understand what I mean?"

"Alright, Mr. Fisk, since you put it that way, I accept your explanation…"

"Explanation?" Wilson narrowed his eyes, his voice slightly沉: "I think you misunderstood something? I never explain to anyone. I'm only telling you this to make you clear about your position."

"What did you say?! You damn American…"

"Bang!"

The Russian rushed forward two steps excitedly, when suddenly a gunshot rang out, his brow split open, and he instantly fell to the ground.

The sudden gunshot had no impact on the other people.

Wilson, Madame Gao, and the other two remained calm, not even looking down at the corpse.

Madame Gao smiled and said, "Always so cautious!"

"This is one of my few advantages; I think I should stick to it!" Wilson replied with a smile.

Another person then said, "Then what about the territory vacated by the Russian? And he has a lot of subordinates, all ruthless characters; it might be troublesome to deal with."

Wilson smiled and said, "That's simple. Before coming, I already had people contact Hammerhead's gang, paying a small price to have them clean up these unruly Eastern Europeans!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud explosion came from the distance, followed by a soaring fire.

The few people turned their heads to look over, unsurprisingly, it was in the direction of the Russian's territory.

Wilson smiled and said, "Although there has been a small accident in our business, it is easy to solve. Give me two days, and I will find another scapegoat. As for the municipal aspect…"

That person nodded, indifferently saying, "Leave it to me; I will have the city council pass it quickly."

Wilson bowed slightly: "Then I'll trouble you, next Speaker of the City Council!"

That person laughed loudly.

Madame Gao waited for the two to finish laughing before saying, "These things are easy to handle, how should we deal with Spectre?"

Wilson was silent for a moment before saying, "I'll take care of this matter!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came.

"It's not easy to deal with him! Especially under the current circumstances!"

With the sound of footsteps, Qi Shan appeared with a smile.

Giving a slight indication to the surprised faces of the people opposite, Qi Shan smiled and said: "Excuse my intrusion, please forgive me, Madame Gao, Mr. Fisk, I have long admired your names!"

Wilson's expression was serious as he softly uttered a few words: "Archbishop Michael Qi of the Black Order!"