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However, these Russian gangsters had no intention of taking action. They just warned these people to leave their homes, "If you don't leave, we will call the police!"

They vowed to do so, as if they would really call the police if Coulson didn't leave.

For a moment, even the well-informed Coulson didn't know what he was going to say.

He felt that these people were simply joking. When did the police take charge of Hell's Kitchen? When did the NYPD have the final say on the rules here?

But this incredible thing happened in front of Colson. Colson felt that his smile was a little stiff, but it was okay and others couldn't see it.

What he is best at is communication.

But these people refused to communicate. They walked past Colson, came to the house, and started packing their things. After a while, they got into the pickup truck and prepared to leave.

Upon seeing this, Coulson quickly grabbed the window of a pickup truck and said, "Although it's a little abrupt, I still want to ask, where are you going?"

"We? We found a new job. Please put down the window. We are leaving."

Although they looked rough and rough, their voices were extremely kind.

If Coulson heard it right, he got a hint of longing for a better future from the voices of these people?

For a moment, even Coulson was a little dazed. He hesitated a little and decided to continue investigating based on this.

No matter how these people looked, they all revealed something abnormal. He was also an old agent, and he had an intuition unique to an old agent.

…

Mason looked at the little spider in front of him and wanted to laugh.

The poor child was beaten with bruises and bruises, and the culprit who caused all this was sitting next to him. Frank and him were in the cabin of a truck. The muscle relaxant was not as effective as expected for the little spider.

He woke up halfway and had a fight with Frank in the small car. He was beaten until his head was swollen. No matter how he was beaten, he was no match for Frank!

He was still too immature. If Frank hadn't seen that he didn't have the intention to kill, and his mask was taken off when he was caught, he looked like a high school student, not a gangster, Frank would have killed him long ago.

Mason looked at such a little spider and wondered whether he should give him a glass of tequila to calm his shock, but he thought that he was not an adult yet, so would it be bad to drink?

So he switched to black tea again.

He sat on the table, leaned forward slightly and handed the teacup in his hand to Little Spider. Little Spider held the teacup in his hand and looked at Frank and Mason in confusion. He really didn't expect to see Mason here.

He thought he was going to break the appointment this time.

"Sir, he, they..."

Little Spider obviously had a lot to say. Mason smiled at him and said, "Things are not what you see. I know you think I am kidnapping this time, but the fact is that I invited them all."

I came over and negotiated a contract with them. Look, these are standard contracts."

He pointed to the stack of contracts on the table and said: "Look, this is the contract they signed with me. They work as caregivers here. You know, to manage such a large lunatic asylum, I need a lot of manpower.

I don't think they are bad people. They must be forced to make a living every day in Hell's Kitchen, so I hired them. With jobs, they don't have to go back to their old jobs and be bad people.

This is the only way to save them from the fire."

Little Spider watched Mason hand over some contracts to him, and subconsciously glanced down. He found that the facts seemed to be true, and Mr. Mason was not lying.

Frank, who knew the truth next to him, had no abnormality on his face and looked like a sculpture.

After all, there are already three more sculptures here.

Already eight.

No matter how you look at the three extra men, they all look the same as the Russian gang leader and the Mexican trafficker leader.

The little spider touched his face, and Mason looked at him and said: "You know, your power is actually more powerful than you think, but you can't use it. Otherwise, whether it is Kingpin or the uncle in front of you,

You can beat them all with one hand.

I'm talking about face-to-face situations.

Even if you are strong, remember that if your enemy is a well-trained and cunning hunter, then he can figure out your weaknesses and characteristics, find your fatal points, and kill him with one blow!

If you want to be a superhero in the future, remember to be careful about these things.

Weakness is your fatal point."

Little Spider Ran couldn't understand everything he said, but he somehow felt that Mason was very powerful. More importantly, he felt that Mr. Mason seemed to really be able to help him and he also cared about him.

Mason stared at the little spider and said: "I think if you want to become a hero, you may not only need training, but also some equipment. I can't give you the equipment for the time being, but I will give it to you now for the training!"

Before the little spider could react, Mason threw him to Frank: "Tell someone to train him well. Remember, you must make him understand his own strength."

"???"

The expression on Little Spider's face was confused from the beginning, and it was the same when he left. Mason waved to him in a friendly way and said, "Don't worry, I've already asked for leave for you."

"???"

Little Spider still had a puzzled look on his face. After Mason watched him leave, the smile on his face disappeared.

After dealing with the gangsters, he had other things to do. He opened the information in his hand. Mason found the chip. Lieberman had found traces of Banes, and he had made an appointment again.

Madani.

Send her more information.

Now Rollins feels that he is in trouble. Madani's evidence is getting more and more, and the top brass of Homeland Security and the CIA have begun to contact each other.

The CIA knew this was a scandal and could not reveal it.

But they couldn't really pull off their special show, killing the Homeland Security agent who reported the report in a car accident. That would really be a taboo.

The Department of Homeland Security is not a bunch of sheep. If they kill the agents of the Department of Homeland Security so openly, they will detonate a bomb!

So now, Rollins and his boss stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. The boss said a little tiredly: "In a few days, we will give you a decent funeral and tell others that you died in a preventive attack.

We will give you the glory you deserve!

You know, this is the biggest concession we can give, I will give you a few more days, remember to deal with all the traces, otherwise, you will really be buried in the coffin during the funeral!"

Rollins seemed like a trapped beast, his eyes were full of resentment and viciousness, he knew this matter was not over!

But he knew that the irresponsible stupid pig in front of him was right. He really wanted to kill everyone who knew what happened!

For example, Banes!

No matter what, Banes must die, and when he is safe, the Homeland Security agent named Madani will destroy her family!