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Chapter 67 · Li Ang's Idea! Upright? Villain? It Doesn't Matter To Him! (Please Subscribe!

When Li Ang and Jessica returned to New York, it was clear that the city's atmosphere was in danger.

Pedestrians on the street were afraid of something, and the shopkeepers who opened the shops also closed their doors tightly.

This scene made the two of them feel strange.

Li Ang randomly browsed through the memories of passers-by before he knew what happened in New York recently.

Simply put, the recent gang conflicts are extremely frequent.

Whether it is in scale or in frequency, it is far beyond the past.

Some people even took advantage of the limelight of this gang conflict to carry out the "zero yuan purchase" incident.

This made Li Ang feel a little funny about it.

What else can he say?

This is American!

And Jessica also expressed helplessness.

She grew up in America, used to the wild atmosphere here.

The two didn't talk about it too much, and then they parted at the gate of New York University.

After returning to Jessica, Li Ang once again turned his attention to the latest gang conflict in New York.

He hasn't paid much attention to New York recently, and he didn't expect to come back this time to give him a 'surprise'

Soon, Li Ang knew the cause and effect of "027" which caused the gang conflict.

Through the void, he saw Wilson Fisk, who was sitting on the top of the Union Building at At the moment, giving orders, and also saw Vanessa Mariana, who was at the moment lying in a crystal coffin

The dead woman is the fuse that caused the current gang conflict in New York.

Her death was a fratricide caused by other New York gangs uniting against Wilson's ruling assault.

At the birthday party, they had hoped to let Wilson eat the poisoned cake.

But I didn't expect the other party to give the first bite to Vanessa...

Then, Wilson's violent revenge followed.

After knowing all this, Li Ang withdrew his gaze.

At the moment, he was quite emotional.

For Wilson Fisk, his understanding of the other party is not only the identity of the super villain, but also the value the other party has for his family.

In Marvel's original book, no matter which universe the other party is in, they always have an incomparable admiration for Vanessa.

It can be said that the other party is the real 'wife and treasure man'.

But it is precisely because of this shining brilliance that many Marvel fans like each other.

Li Ang recalled all kinds of deeds about Wilson in his mind, and suddenly the corner of his mouth curled up, and a smile appeared.

The characters involved in his previous fabrications were all positive characters.

So why not have a villain?

For Li Ang, the good and the bad don't matter.

As long as it can provide him with a lot of influence points, it is a good character'.

His eyes looked at Vanessa with her eyes closed again.

Since Wilson is so reluctant to part with each other...

Then he doesn't mind giving the other party a chance, but whether he can seize this opportunity depends on Wilson's fortune.

He doesn't take sides when it comes to the characters in his plays.

In which direction will the drama go,

All of this depends on the protagonist's own efforts.

That night.

Wilson Fisk sat up from his heavy office chair.

"Wesley, I'll leave the rest to you. Tomorrow I want to see all the Russian gangsters in New York City wiped out, understand?"

"Yes, Mr. Fisk."

The thin James Wesley said respectfully to the person in front of him.

Wilson nodded and left the office.

He didn't go back to his bedroom directly, but came to a solemn and serious room first.

This room is decorated with various flower petals, and pure white plain yarn is hung everywhere. The colors that obviously conflict with each other are extremely suitable after being designed by famous artists.

Wilson came to the crystal coffin directly in front of the room.

He looked at the sleeping beauty lying in it with a sad face.

Even though several days had passed, Wilson still couldn't keep calm in front of Vanessa's body.

Vanessa lay peacefully and quietly in the coffin. She was wearing a blue tight-fitting long dress, which was the clothes Wilson and Vanessa wore when they met for the first time.

Wilson reached out and gently stroked the crystal panel on the surface of the coffin.

It was like stroking Vanessa through the coffin.

"Vanessa, I've almost wiped out the other gangsters in New York. If you are still alive, you definitely don't want me to do this."

"I don't want to, but they killed you, and I can't forgive them! They must pay a terrible price for you!"

"Vanessa, I'm the one who dragged you down. If I didn't choose to communicate with you the first time I saw you, then you wouldn't have died.

Wilson spoke softly to the coffin.

He knew Vanessa couldn't hear it, but so what?

Some words are not only told to the lover, but also told to himself.

After a long time, Wilson ended the soft talking to himself.

He stood in front of Vanessa's coffin and silently stared at the woman in front of him.

According to the custom of Christianity, in a few days it will be the day to bury the coffin.

Wilson is not religious.

But he is willing to respect Vanessa's beliefs.

It's just that when he thought that he would never be able to see the face of the person in front of him again, he couldn't help but feel like a knife was piercing his heart.

He left the room in silence.

After returning to his room, Wilson lay on the now empty bed and fell into a deep sleep alone.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice suddenly rang in Wilson's mind.

He could tell it was Vanessa's voice.

He tried to call the other party, but couldn't make a sound.

And that's when he found out where he was.

This is a gray space, without any concrete things, there are only those fuzzy dotted lines floating around.

But Wilson didn't notice any abnormalities around him.

A person in a dream state is unaware that he is dreaming.

An impulse out of nowhere made Wilson step forward.

His thick and tall body did not know how far he had walked, but he did not feel the slightest sense of fatigue.

Because whenever he walks for a while, Vanessa's voice will sound.

As he went farther and farther, the voice became clearer little by little...

This gave him endless motivation.

Finally, he saw a picture.

At this moment, the excitement and joy welling up from the bottom of his heart made him shed tears inexplicably.

It was a beautiful forest.

Tall trees, dazzling sunlight, swinging weeds, bright flowers

This scene is enough to make some poets drunk.

But for Wilson,

His attention will always be focused on the beautiful figure in the forest.

That's his Vanessa.

She was looking at Wilson with a smile, her arms were open towards him.

"Fisk, what are you doing? Come here!"

Vanessa was calling out to him.

Wilson hurriedly responded, but when he reached out and tried to hug Vanessa, the beautiful figure suddenly moved away from him and walked into the forest.

"No, Vanessa, don't leave me!"

Wilson immediately gave chase.

He walked through the obstructing trees, always looking for Vanessa's figure.

When he couldn't find it no matter what, a skirt suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Fisk, why are you still here?"

Wilson looked up at the smiling girl, and immediately walked towards her again.

But as he took a step, Vanessa's figure retreated again.

Wilson kept walking towards Vanessa as if catching a kite with a broken string.

But no matter what, he couldn't get close to each other.

Even so, Wilson did not give up his pursuit.

Finally, he followed Vanessa through the obstructing woods.

Then there appeared in front of him a towering cliff.