Marvel I’m a Cartoonist

Late at night

A chubby figure sitting on a massage chair, a bright bald head, a custom suit that can be wrapped in obesity, with a cheerful smile on his lips.

It's like an ordinary fat rich man who likes to have fun, but he is actually the underworld ruler, Jin Bin, who has changed even Director George's talk.

He slowly got up from the chair and walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows, looking down from a high altitude to the prosperous but secretly surging New York.

Jin Bin slowly closed his eyes, as if he could hear the sweet whine that made him addicted, there was no smell of crime.

As the largest underworld force in the United States, 40% of the criminal activities in the United States are related to him, and Daredevil's number one enemy.

Wilson Fisker, who has been unruly and self-conscious since he was young, his father was a gang and died in the street fighting. With his super criminal mind and good personal strength, he successfully ascended to the throne of the leader and firmly held the American gang in his hands.

At the same time, he succeeded in packaging and became a well-known entrepreneur and real estate tycoon. Half of the police station was bought by him. The mayor and the court prosecutor did not want to see him because he had the deadly handle of these people.

But at the end he felt an unprecedented emptiness, because when he came back, he had always been alone.

Knocking! Knocking!

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, which seemed a little urgent.

"Boss, something happened to the bullseye boss."

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The next morning

A long cordon was pulled up on the street. It was not the police but a group of people in black who came back, headed by Coleson.

"Sir, found the same crack as last time."

Coulson knelt down and stroked the cracked ground, solemnly said: "It seems he is here."

I got up and looked around, with a little joy in my heart.

In fact, there were no major clues in the police inspection report in the building last time. Under the department's own detection, clues that the police had missed were still found.

And this was the guess that the young policeman thought at the time, and the blow from the blast spread to the surface and cracked it.

This speculation was baseless and whimsical in the eyes of ordinary people like the police, so it was rejected by the staff at that time.

But in the special department where Coulson works, they specialize in handling exceptions. For them, this is not a wild card, but a completely possible possibility.

At that time, all the surveillance cameras in the building were out of control, and even the probes near the periphery were partially destroyed, completely black.

And this time he appeared in the Hell's Kitchen, and his instinct was telling him that he would kill the mutants and ninjas on the spot by overcoming the gangster Frank. The murderous target lives here.

"Hey, what did Xu Mo eat today? I found out that you have never been in the kitchen."

"If I do, you dare to eat?"

At this moment, a small unvoiced sound came from the edge of the cordon.

After hearing the reputation, Coleson saw a young man with an Asian face pulling a little girl out slowly, and the two were talking.

Soon, the two of them glanced at each other the moment they passed by, and they were all calm.

Coleson squinted his eyes to look at Xu Mo's back, and he felt something in his heart that it was really easy life.

Touching the hairline on his head, a trace of sadness rose in his heart. Since he entered this department, he hasn't had a stable day. He worked day and night, and his hair fell out. This is very predictable in his early years.

When he wants to go out shopping, brag or play around with friends, it's a pity that the reality is cruel.

Even 365 days a year, Coleson, who has been on Tenten's 12-hour nonstop, is only an eighth-level agent, and he doesn't know how long he wants to get to the ninth level.

Even 365 days a year, Coleson, who has been on Tenten's 12-hour nonstop, is only an eighth-level agent, and he doesn't know how long he wants to get to the ninth level.

"I didn't expect SHIELD to react so quickly, beyond my expectations."

When Xu Mo took Jia Li out, he saw the Marvel agent Coleson, who was often active in Marvel. They were checking the cause of death of the bullseye and others last night.

It is impossible for these to alarm S.H.I.E.L.D., they should deal with some alien and alien incidents, and when should they be concerned about the gang.

The only thing that attracted their attention was the battle that took place in the Frank Building. Is there anything missing?

Xu Mo was puzzled. He didn't expect that SHIELD would only use a crack to guess. If he knew it, he would only be depressed.

"Xu Mo, I want to eat three pizzas and steaks."

The two were sitting in a restaurant in Times Square, and Galli pouted.

Xu Mo glanced at the menu and sneered: "Okay, it looks like you eat like pigs."

"Liar, look at my slender figure." Jia Li stood up in dissatisfaction and turned around, attracting the attention of some diners.

Xu Mo flipped through Byakugan, and it was true that Gali had a special physique and wouldn't be fat even if she was eating. Her posture was still light-sounding and soft, not easy to overturn.

"Xu Mo, why are you laughing so wretchedly?" Jiali said with confidence as she touched her head.

"Why do you say that?" Xu Mo didn't change her face, but was slightly surprised. Does this little loli have the same telepathy as Professor X? Can actually see his thoughts.

"Huh, I guess."

Galli curled her lips and sat back on the chair.

"Sir, can I sit here?"

A 17 or 18-year-old girl with short hair came over with a dinner plate and asked Xu Mo.

"certainly."

The short-haired girl thanked her and sat opposite Xu Mo. Gale stared at her with blinking eyes, and said, "Miss Sister, what is your name?"

"Lorna Dann, how about you?"

Lorna is a European face, with obvious Germanic facial features, slightly thin body, pale skin giving a person a kind of swaying in the wind, but the green eyes reveal unyielding strength, and the black hair color makes the overall appearance. People can't help but pity.

"Gali, he is Xu Mo, a fool." Gali pointed to Xu Mo and shouted.

Xu Mo took the waiter's dinner plate and put it directly on the table, with a dark face and said, "I don't have you for today, so be hungry."

"My, my food, give it back to me!"

The three of them faced each other. Seeing that they were embarrassed by each other but they were very emotional, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but smile, and then it dimmed.

As an orphan, she was alone on the streets of the society for a long time, and she really envied such feelings.

"Eat yours."

Xu Mo brought the three copies in front of Jiali and was unhappy, and paused: "After eating, I will go to the company, and then you will go back by yourself."

"Oh."

Lorna's ears trembled, her eyes struggling and erratic, she quickly became firm, and asked timidly:

"Mr. Xu Mo, is your company short of people?"

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