Struggle in the American Comic World

The corner of the border between Brooklyn and Manhattan is a bit dilapidated because of its proximity to Hell's Kitchen.

Jordani followed Cassian and squatted on the roof of an apartment building. Looking down, he happened to be able to see a bad rented house next to the train viaduct.

A young man with hanging silk temperament all over his body is being robbed by a hip-hop boy.

"Is this what you call a helper? He's awesome..."

"Don't worry, do you know what it means to sit on the sidelines and wait for the rabbit? He is the son of the former top master of the Mutual Aid Society."

"It doesn't look like the temperament, are you sure it's your own?"

"..."

Willis Gibson is the young version of Professor X who was cuckolded by Star-Lord.

Jordani didn't know that Cassian would lead him to Willis. Although it was a little unexpected, it seemed reasonable.

At this time, only Professor X and his father are the only ones who dare to cooperate with assassins in the killer world.

It didn't take too long for Jordani and Cassian to squat, but one morning later, when Jordani and Cassian were on their way to the restaurant, they saw a middle-aged man in a dark green leather jacket.

The bearded stubble, the slightly vicissitudes of the eyes, the whole body exudes a sense of sharpness that strangers should not enter.

The other party is indeed a great master. In terms of stealth and concealment skills alone, he is much better than Jordani and Cassian. The two of them didn't even notice the slightest difference.

After being pointed at with a gun by such a master, Cassian was very straightforward and directly raised his hands.

Jordani seemed calmer.

Skills such as quick draw, three-shot burst, and long-range block are all instantaneous, and they are just telekinesis. As long as he is not shot in the face, Jordani has the ability to fight back at any time in a face-to-face situation.

"Hey, Cross, calm down, I'm a gunsmith, Cassian, you know me, right?"

Cassian's words were gentle, concise, and full of cowardice. Of course, in a sense, this also represented weakness and harmlessness.

Cross on the opposite side had a cold face, without any intention of saying a word, he quickly stepped forward, pointed a gun at the two of them with one hand, and searched the two of them with the other hand.

The two of Jordan and Jordan had originally come to find allies, so naturally they did not bring weapons.

After confirming this point, the ruthless Hank Cross let go of his guard a little bit, but he still didn't put down his pistol, but tucked it under his jacket, aiming vaguely at the two of them.

"Cross, we came here with good intentions, you should be able to feel it..."

"Go across the road."

Without any nonsense, Cross aimed his gun at the two of them covertly. After signaling, the three of them came to a restaurant across the road in a row.

The restaurant was doing well, and Cross chose a relatively secluded seat with a high degree of security.

The three of them were seated, and Cross's expression was a little relieved.

"Are you sent by the Mutual Aid Association?"

"Of course not, Cross, if you are well-informed, you should know that I am dead, and died at the hands of the mission target beside me."

Cassian's timidity remained undiminished, and he showed a standard smile with eight teeth, which was quite shiny.

Cross had a poker face, with no expression from the beginning to the end, staring straight at the two without speaking.

Cassian wanted to explain something, but Qiao Danny said first: "Actually, we are here with you to deal with the Mutual Aid Society!"

Cross frowned slightly and said, "No need, I can do it myself."

Jordani smiled and said, "Actually, you can't. Cassian can even discover your weaknesses, let alone the Mutual Aid Association and the huge power behind the Mutual Aid Association at the tip of the iceberg."

After speaking,

Jordani called the waiter casually and ordered two cups of coffee.

One cup is for personal use, and the other cup is anonymously given to Willis, the hanging silk boy who is also dining in the restaurant.

Seeing Jordani's actions, Cross's body burst into murderous intent, and Cassian next to him changed his face and trembled.

Cassian has only joined the Mutual Aid Society for half a year now, so he is just a newcomer.

And when Cassian joined the Mutual Aid Club, the opposite Cross was already the strongest killer of the Mutual Aid Club, known as the Cross, and in half a year, he killed the Mutual Aid Club in panic.

Jordani looked fearless, and said calmly: "This is not to provoke you, but a kind reminder."

"In fact, I also have a 6-year-old daughter. If it were me, I would definitely not want my daughter to live under possible danger at any time."

"Only by killing the entire Mutual Aid Society can we ensure that Willis lives like a normal person, instead of being regarded as a weakness and used against you anytime and anywhere."

Cross' face became increasingly ugly, but he restrained his killing intent.

After a long silence, Cross finally said, "You two are too weak to be of any use at all."

Wo Nima!

Qiao Danny almost spat out a mouthful of old blood, but he didn't expect the other party to spit out such a sentence after holding it in for such a long time.

In a very short period of time, Jordani even had the urge to launch a variety of skills such as knee kicks, instant kicks, and roundabout kicks, and directly hit him.

Suppressing a mouthful of old blood, Jordani's face turned ugly, and he stopped talking.

Cassian, who was next to him, observed the situation and took care of the emotions of the two big brothers. He activated the talent skills of the black guy, and in a way that was almost rapping, quickly conveyed the grievances and relationships between Jordani, the CIA, Osborn, and the Assassin Mutual Aid Association. Say it again.

Cross was a little moved, and said, "How sure are you of persuading the CIA?"

Jordani said without blinking: "One hundred percent."

It has to be said that in this world, the pursuit of super soldier serum by various forces is almost fanatical.

So far, the CIA, Osborn, Mutual Aid, and even Jordani have been involved.

Almost all the grievances revolve around the biological serum potion.

Going back to the origin, all the medicines can be traced to the super soldier serum.

As for the future military, Hydra, S.H.I.E.L.D., etc., the pursuit of super soldier serum is self-evident.

The CIA has no reason to reject the spider potion with certain results.

After all, if the car overturns the Assassin Mutual Aid Association, the CIA will definitely benefit, and if possible, it can even take a bite out of the Osborne Group.

Is there anything cheaper in the world than this?

After explaining the relationship of interest, Cross only thought about it for a while, and then heaved a long sigh as he watched his Diaosi son walk out of the restaurant.

"I can join, but about the CIA, you can discuss it. I will only participate in offensive operations when needed!"

"No problem, happy cooperation!"

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PS: Willis Gibson, from the movie "Wanted", male pig feet.

Cross Gibson, from the movie "Wanted", male pig feet and his father, nicknamed Cross.