Marvel's Mulgore Inn

Chapter 19 B-level fatwa

Erica feels stupid.

Her whole body was covered with large and small wounds. As she jumped quickly on the roof, the biting cold wind blew like a knife blade, and the blood-stained tights were dry and knotted in pieces. This made Erica

There is an indescribable discomfort.

Especially the gunshot wound in the abdomen. If she hadn't turned around instinctively at the critical moment, causing "Bullseye"'s sure shot to miss, she would have turned into a corpse now.

Even so, the shot still caused a lot of damage to Erica - the sharp left waistline was hit and penetrated. Although it did not damage her internal organs, it still greatly affected her movements.

"I used to stubbornly believe that Wilson Fisk, who stands at the top of gangs in New York and even the United States, would be an ordinary fat guy!"

Excessive blood loss made Erica gradually feel dizzy, but she did not dare to relax.

Behind her, an equally agile black figure was chasing after her. On the street below, a dozen vehicles of various types were speeding fast, with black muzzles sticking out from the car windows from time to time, pointing towards

The red figure on the roof poured out tongues of fire unbridled.

It has been three days since I left Mulgore Inn.

On the morning of the first day, Erica came to Kingpin's office and politely offered to return the prepaid bounty and wanted to quit her career as a killer.

A sharp spike suddenly slipped out of her cuff, she dodged and stabbed Jin Bin extremely quickly.

"Very fair!" Erica bowed deeply to Kingpin and said, "Mr. Fisk, I am very grateful for your previous care, then..."

Strictly speaking, Jin Bin is a very good employer. He is generous and treats her far better than others. He usually does not dictate to her, but instead gives her a considerable degree of authority.

There is no proverb here that "once you enter the world, the world is as deep as the sea", but the essence of any killer organization, gang or cult is the same. You can quit, but you must survive the crazy pursuit that follows.

"Yes, I know!" Erica didn't care about Kingpin. In her opinion, although this big man was the underground emperor of New York, at such a close distance, she had a hundred ways to quickly knock him down.

And escaped smoothly - even though there were two bodyguards in black standing beside him.

"You are a big shot in New York and even the United States. I believe you will not make things too difficult for me, a little killer." Faced with this mafia giant with astonishing momentum, Erica kept her posture uncharacteristically low.

"Okay, if you insist on quitting, I won't deliberately stop you."

Kingpin slowly retracted his right hand, took out a silk scarf from his arms, wiped it slowly, and said calmly: "Someone has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and it's time for him to get his wish."

Erica said frankly, "I don't have much money, but I believe you will not refuse a breach of contract penalty of the same amount as the advance payment. I'm sorry for causing you a lot of trouble these days!"

Therefore, Erica does not intend to kill Kingpin, she just wants to subdue him and bring his life under her control. According to the rules of the Tao, as long as Kingpin personally cancels the death order, Erica can complete her retirement.

The last step.

After all, she had received extremely strict training. Erica endured the severe pain, rolled on the spot, held her head with her arms, smashed the floor-to-ceiling glass, and jumped from the building.

"You have done a lot of work for me during this period. To be honest, you have done a good job and I should reward you accordingly."

"Mr. Fisk, I'm just tired of it."

"In view of your disrespectful behavior towards me, the battlefield will be limited to Hell's Kitchen - if you don't want to live in endless assassinations and counter-assassinations for the rest of your life!"

"Do you know what this means? Erica!" Kingpin, who was incredibly tall and tall, half leaned on the sofa and placed the cigar in his hand in the groove of the ashtray, letting the smoke rise from it.

The punch was so fast and fierce that even Erica, who struck first, had no time to react. She only felt a surging wind rushing towards her face, followed by a pain in her chest, and three or four ribs snapped. His body was beaten so hard that he flew out like a kite with its string cut off.

To her surprise, Kingpin actually agreed to see her in the office and planned to talk to her.

"This is nothing like that aloof and cold killer, Erica!" Kingpin didn't even change his sitting posture, but said slowly, "But you know the rules very well!"

Although Erica always kept an expressionless face, Kingpin noticed the details in her eyes. Sure enough, this outstanding killer from the Hand had found and discovered Daredevil's true identity.

The two bodyguards drew their guns as fast as lightning and were about to catch up, but were stopped by Jin Bin with his hand.

"It's now..." Kingpin raised his wrist, which was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh, "Oh, it's a quarter past eleven in the morning, and this time will end in three days!"

Erica was slightly startled, but said nothing. She knew that Kingpin must have something more to say.

"Daredevil?" Erica was really surprised. She reflexively avoided Kingpin's aggressive gaze, shook her head and said, "This person is very mysterious, I..."

Kingpin's dull voice reached Erica's ears.

"Right, Lester?"

"Three days, this is my reward for you!"

"If you can tell me the true identity of Daredevil, you can walk out of here safely without any trouble. I will even stop the Hand for you. As for the breach of contract, I would rather Won’t care!”

Erica thinks very simply. She is not sure that she can deal with the entire gang in New York by herself, but a "little gang leader" is nothing more than a bullet or a knife - as the Hand spends a lot of resources to train The number one elite killer, let alone a gang boss, even if she wants to assassinate the President of the United States, she thinks she has a chance.

Jin placed his elbows on his knees, crossed his hands, and stared at Erica.

The smile on Jin Bin's face didn't even change at all. He just raised his fist, which was bigger than an ordinary person's head, and punched out with a bang.

But she obviously thought wrong.

"Don't you want to say that?" Kingpin waved to Erica, "Then you can leave now! In view of the reward for your previous outstanding work, your fatwa will be reduced from A to B."

The office door was pushed open by a big hand, and a tall and majestic man walked in.

"No need to chase!"

"Did I be hit by an elephant?" Erica, who was almost unconscious from the pain, suddenly realized something, "I am no match for Kingpin at all. He is a top fighting master, and he has hidden it from everyone!

"

The tight-fitting blue-black suit cannot hide the knotted muscles underneath. He wears a pair of metal wrist gloves. Although this will sacrifice some flexibility of the fingers, it has stronger attack power. The one above the hood

The iconic target cross pattern reveals his true identity - notorious killer Lester "Bullseye" Jangles!

"Is it just B-level? This is not in line with my status!"

"But what does it matter? Even if it's C-level or D-level, as long as I can kill Erica Narcissus, I'm willing to accept this fatwa!"

"She's dead—" the deep voice gradually turned into a sinister smile.

Jin Bing seemed to have long been accustomed to it. He did not speak, but just picked up the cigar that was about to be extinguished and put it in his mouth again when he had time.

(End of chapter)