Daisy in the Marvel Universe

It was the first time that Wanda saw such a scene full of solitude in the city. She felt that her soul was shocked and wanted to go for a walk and take a look.

Daisy was oblivious and they stepped out of the car and walked slowly down the street.

Wanda laid flowers in front of a photo of an aunt, and after looking at it for a while, she could feel the sadness of those family members, but this sadness was far away from her.

After staying there for a while, he walked out of the crowd and told Daisy his experience: "They love their families very much..."

"Who doesn't love their family? May they rest in peace in heaven..." In this broken world of Marvel, ordinary people really need luck to survive. Daisy thought about it, and she was stunned mid-sentence. .

What religion should Wanda follow? According to her father Magneto's bloodline, she should be Jewish, right? Or even Lorna?

Should I follow their blood habits or let them go wild? Happy Hanukkah? It's weird when you think about it.

This problem was quickly forgotten. Magneto was sowing seeds all over the world, and he didn't care. What was he thinking about?

Along the way, many houses were turned into rubble. Some whole families were killed, and some survived with one or two people. They posted photos of the victims on the steps of their homes, with some candles dotted around them and yellow and white carnations stacked up. In order, no matter they knew each other or not, everyone lowered their voices and bid farewell to the victims.

Places with good security still have a somewhat solemn atmosphere, but some places with poor security are not so good. As night falls, criminal activities ten times more rampant than usual begin.

They rushed into the homes of those residents and took away the last remaining food from them, or ran into convenience stores in groups, grabbing whatever they saw and shooting directly when encountering resistance.

The sound of gunshots and sirens has become a feature of New York's nights.

Should I do something? Seeing this scene, Daisy asked herself, but after thinking for a long time, she didn't know what to do. Not to mention her, even Washington and Lincoln couldn't do anything about it when they got up from the coffin.

The alien invasion has broken the original balance between classes, and former crimes have re-emerged. Even many honest people have taken to the streets with pistols. They have nothing and can only plunder others to obtain the necessities they urgently need.

The best way now is to implement a curfew, everyone stays at home, and the army takes to the streets to maintain law and order. It is a good idea, but Daisy knows that it is unrealistic and the national conditions of the United States do not allow this.

Curfews can be imposed in West Africa, and so can New Guinea, but not in the United States, and even less so in New York, which has a population of tens of millions.

She could only think of other ways. If official methods didn't work, she would use unofficial methods.

Driving into the familiar Hell's Kitchen, she turned around and arrived at Jin Bin's base camp. The sign in front of the gate showed that this was the United Construction Company that made her very uncomfortable back then.

The car stopped at a distance, and after telling Wanda to wait for her for a while, she closed the car door and walked inside.

Not prepared to talk nonsense to these rough guys at the door, she bent the visible light around her body and walked in under the noses of several people.

Jin Bin's men seemed to be three points better than those gangsters in the city. They were well-trained on the one hand, and they dared to fight and fight on the other hand.

When she walked up to Kingpin, a room full of subordinates and Kingpin who was reading a book did not notice her. Daisy became invisible and stepped lightly on the floor with her heels, making a "dong" sound.

"Who is it?" A group of young men saw a large living person appearing in the air. They all raised their pistols in a hurry. Bullseye in the distance took out a dagger from his arms and made a strong movement with his wrist. Preparing to throw.

Although their movements were not as exaggerated as a snail in Daisy's eyes, they were not very fast. Bullseye's speed was pretty good. In Daisy's opinion, this guy's throwing skills had exceeded the limits of human beings.

Daisy ignored the many pistols, although not to Magneto's level, but they were impossible to fire if she was prepared.

She looked at Jin Bing. He was really strong. He was two meters tall and weighed more than two hundred kilograms. He stood there like a thick wall.

At 1.77 meters, she was considered tall among women, but compared to Kingpin's height, Daisy was much shorter. She chose to sit down and talk.

"Mr. Fisk? Or Mr. Kingpin?" She asked politely, ignoring the gunshots around her.

Kingpin waved to his men to indicate that it was okay and asked them all to get down.

It wasn't until Bullseye came to the door that he said in a low voice: "Miss Johnson isn't enjoying herself in your luxurious villa. Why don't you come to my place?"

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Half an hour later, Bullseye, worried about Kingpin's safety, opened the door and found that Daisy had been gone for a long time. Except for the faint fragrance in the room, there was no evidence that outsiders had been here before.

King ignored Bullseye, sitting on the couch thinking.

"Is that guy here to beat us?" Bullseye thought he had guessed Daisy's purpose.

It's a pity that Kingpin shook his head: "She wants to support us with a batch of advanced weapons from Hammer Military Industries to unify the New York underworld."

This answer made Bullseye stunned for a while. He was also a very smart person. After a moment of thinking, he knew that this matter was unusual: "What is her condition? Give up the population business or the laundry detergent business?"

Kingpin still shook his head: "She does not allow us to bribe the police and government personnel."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Bullseye thought about it: "It doesn't seem like an excessive condition. We can save money, recruit more people, and expand our territory."

The current Jin is not the emperor of the underworld. Limited by his knowledge and height, he cannot see how much influence black and white can have on the existing order by joining together. Without the assistance of the underworld strategist, his situation is far worse than in the original time and space. .

He was very moved by the military weapons provided by Daisy. He agreed immediately at the time, but now he is a little hesitant. Unfortunately, Bullseye is not a person with unique vision. A pie that unified the New York underworld knocked them unconscious.

The first day after the Battle of New York was spent in pain and tears. All the churches were overcrowded, and many pastors comforted the citizens almost without rest. No matter what negative news they usually had, at least they did a good job in comforting people's hearts.

Whether it's hypocrisy or showmanship, no matter what their true thoughts are, Daisy feels that as long as they do their job well, they deserve recognition.

She spent the morning attending the funeral.

She can attend funerals near New York, but she doesn't have time to attend funerals in other cities or countries.

She basically didn't know the fallen agents, and they didn't have much interaction with her as the deputy director. She didn't need her to speak at the funeral, show off her presence, and win them the honor of dying for the country. This was worthy of her true intentions. .