Chapter 20

In the warehouse.

Zhongli slowly got up and looked at the notorious underworld emperor in front of him.

Kingpin!

Kingpin was as strong as a bull, wearing a striking black suit. His whole body was like a thick mountain of flesh, blocking the door tightly, which was extremely oppressive.

Especially the huge bald head, which was very eye-catching.

But Zhongli knew that the man in front of him must not be judged by appearance, let alone simple-minded. He was meticulous, wise beyond ordinary people, and his martial arts value was unmatched. He could break through a wall with his bare hands, and he was also a top fighting master.

With the dual blessing of wisdom and martial arts, Kingpin became the emperor of the underworld, with influence all over New York and even the United States.

"Damn Spider-Man."

Kingpin walked with heavy steps, but his voice was extremely soft, which was inconsistent with his appearance.

He looked around but found no trace, and did not look directly at Zhongli.

"Ran away."

Zhongli stood up and answered.

Kingpin frowned slightly, and immediately felt relieved.

Spider-Man had been against him for a long time. If he was caught by a group of new temporary security guards, wouldn't all the people he had hired become useless?

"You are the one who found the warehouse on fire and stopped Spider-Man's security guard?"

King Bing then looked at Zhongli.

He was tall and thin, but not weak.

The muscles on his arms were clearly defined. He looked like a good martial artist.

"Yes."

Zhongli bowed slightly.

Zhongli was not flustered by Jin Bing's questioning and staring. His identity had been hidden for a long time. He turned into an old soldier and was not afraid of being found out.

"Not bad, much better than the trash under my command."

Jin Bing nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time stretched out his hand to shake hands with Zhongli.

Zhongli stretched out his hand calmly.

When the two hands crossed, Jin Bing's face condensed slightly, and he was a little shocked.

The yellow-skinned monkey in front of him, who looked unremarkable, was so powerful.

When ordinary people shook hands with him, the first reaction was pain, and the next step was to pull their hands out.

Because his strength was too great.

The tiger's mouth was like an iron clamp, which could easily crush the palm of his hand.

But when facing this person, he did not change his face, and the strength from his palm even made him unable to further oppress.

Jin Bing knew his own strength very well.

More than 90% of his majestic body was muscle. Every day, he would practice with a group of top fighting masters from all over the world, and each time he would fight ten against one. However, each training session would not exceed 20 seconds, and the opponents in the training would be either dead or injured.

"Have you received any special training? ?" Jin Bing was suspicious and asked, sitting down on the stool handed to him by his subordinates. The stool was completely unable to bear his weight, and he cried out in pain.

"Yes, I have served in the army and participated in secret training. My physical fitness is far superior to that of ordinary people."

Zhongli answered fluently.

"You are very good, stop being a security guard and come with me"

"If you work with me, I promise you will have a good life, and you can get a house and money at will."

Jin Bing waved his hand, not asking at all, but a tone that was almost like an order.

After all, Jin Bing was a powerful figure in the underworld, and in New York at night, he was the king.

Who would dare to refuse him?

Zhongli meant so, and he could not refuse.

But this did not mean that Jin Bing believed him easily.

If he wanted to find out the whereabouts of the leech, he had to plan slowly.

""Yes."

Zhongli answered bluntly.

"Let's go."

Jin Bing didn't waste any words. He stood up and called a man in black to order him to move the ammunition, then turned and left.

Zhongli followed behind him.

The first scene out of the warehouse, Zhongli could see the methods of Jin Bing, the underworld emperor.

Jin Bing touched his waist and a retractable cane appeared.

This thing is his personal weapon, which contains mysteries. It can emit lasers, poison gas, and smoke. It can also send out electric shocks and be used as a stun baton in close combat. It is really hard to guard against.

The little brother on the ground who was tied tightly by spider silk showed fear on his face and struggled to retreat.

Puff puff puff ~ a few muffled sounds, sent them to see God.

The security guard who was sleeping on the side was also caught.

Jin Bing swung the cane and smashed it down.

The security guard's head was instantly sunken and he died immediately.

""Buried."

Jin Bing took out a white towel and wiped his hands, then threw it on the ground in disgust.

Cruel!

Zhongli knew that this was a show of force and a killing blow.

Those who failed to do their job well would die!

……

In Jinbing Building, Zhongli was arranged to rest in a room

"The first step is completed, the next step is to get into Jin Bing’s core circle"

"Wait, why does this plot feel a bit familiar?"

Zhongli's mind was full of ideas, and he suddenly thought of Infernal Affairs.

Because the police had been letting the gang go, I climbed up the gang's core circle step by step.

Three years and three years, Sir, I have become the leader.

What if Professor X forgets about me? I won't climb up to Kingpin's position step by step, right?

"Hahahaha, it seems like this kind of life is not bad, free and easy."

"Plus there are all kinds of mutants and aliens in New York City, so there is no need to worry about not being able to download."

Zhongli laughed at himself, stood in front of the window, and looked out of the window and fell into deep thought. ps: Today is the eleventh update, I hope readers who like it will support it!

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