The Natural Disaster Mixed In Marvel

Chapter 170 Thanks for the invitation, interests are related

Misty found herself bored in the church, so she had no choice but to leave the church embarrassingly.

If the opponent is a well-known black boss like Hell's Kitchen, she can come hard. But An Qiluo was just an "ordinary" priest, and she couldn't attack him.

Of course, if she really made a move, maybe the black boss in Hell's Kitchen wouldn't have to worry.

"Wait, Misty...officer." Before Misty stepped out of the church, Frank stood up and stopped Misty and called the other party, "Can I ask, where is your mechanical arm made?" Is it?"

Misty looked at the man with a terrifying temperament in front of her, and was a little puzzled, but she didn't think too much about it, "Director George made it for me in the Stark Group."

The Stark Group... Frank squeezed his fists, his face was a bit tangled.

"Thank you, Officer Misty." Angelo was a little surprised when he heard that it was made by the Stark Group. Seeing Frank's expression, he walked over and said to Misty Thank you, and then signal to the other party that you can see off the guests.

After Misty left, Angelo patted Frank on the shoulder, "Frank, you don't have to think so much, I think Stark must be your business and it doesn't matter."

Angelo naturally knew that Frank's thoughts were all mechanical arms, so it was no wonder that Frank would think too much.

But he knew that according to Flack's description after he came back last time, the person with the arm attached was most likely the Winter Soldier. As for why the Stark Group has the obligation to customize the iron arm?

Stark can even make steel armor. Is it strange to make a steel prosthesis?

"I know, it's just..." Frank was a little silent, and he didn't want to believe that Stark had something to do with his affairs. Stark was not only Angelo's friend, Stark was also his friend. If it really has anything to do with Stark...

"Dude, don't worry, the next time I see Stark, I'll ask for you." Angelo shook his head with a smile, as soon as he mentioned revenge for his family, Frank would go off with him. It's like being possessed.

"Thank you, Angelo." Frank said gratefully to Angelo.

"It's okay, we are friends~" An Qiluo patted him on the shoulder. , "Let's go, let's go back to eat, Nick is still waiting for you to eat together."

...

As soon as they saw Frank standing at the door, the gangsters also dispersed. Frank's deeds had spread like wildfire in Hell's Kitchen for a long time. No one would want to offend this killing god.

Of course, it wasn't just because of this that the gangster boys who were stalking outside the church openly did not shoot Misty. They just passed Angelo's words to the bosses behind them.

As a result, the bosses gave them an order not to act rashly.

It's not that these bosses are afraid of killing a policeman. After so many years in Hell's Kitchen, killing a policeman is really not a big deal, and they are willing to let Angelo kill the policewoman on his behalf.

The attitude of Mr. Priest is really too ambiguous.

Mr. Father actually asked the black female police officer to go back to find out the truth of the matter and come to her later. The implication is that he doesn't want to kill the female police officer?

Although Mr. Priest's last sentence - if you can stand in Hell's Kitchen, it sounds contradictory.

As a result, the Hell's Kitchen's gang committee once again held an emergency meeting to gather all the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen.

These bosses also put down the orders they were rushing to make, and once again gathered in Rayleigh's nightclub.

"Alexey, what do you mean by Mr. Priest?" Old Duncan sat on a chair by the bar and said to the big bald Alexei.

Alexei scratched his big bald head irritably, and slammed his fist on the bar table, making a bang, "Fake! How would I know!"

No wonder Alexei was so irritable.

If Angelo really supported the black female policeman to set up a police station in Hell's Kitchen, gang bosses like him who only had pure gangster business would be the most affected.

Everyone else has some other sources of income, especially after An Qiluo helped them promote it once, even if these sources of income were not so formal, they are all becoming regular.

The entry of the police station into Hell's Kitchen will also affect other people's income, especially for gangster businesses such as drug trafficking or arms reselling, but other people have other sources of income to support them, so that they will not lose their money. , I can still support my subordinates.

As for Alexei, a big arms dealer, if his source of income is cut off, he may be the first to be killed, and his subordinates will be the first to kill him because he lost his source of income.

Alexei thought that everything was going in a better direction, but he, the director of the black committee, was about to be killed by the police without any benefit from his rights?

"Let's stop guessing here, we might as well ask Mr. Priest directly." Billy interjected beside him. "The attitude of Mr. Priest does not fully indicate that he will favor the police."

Billy's mentality is the best among these people. He is just a lumber merchant. Even if the police station is really stationed in Hell's Kitchen, it will have little impact on him. After all, the police station is not a customs office.

Moreover, he was very discerning and bought the house on the street where the church is located very early on. Even if he is completely out of the timber smuggling business now, he will lose at most one-third of it every month. to the income.

Recently, there have been some new people in Hell's Kitchen, who are all looking for him to rent or buy a house.

Alexei gritted his teeth, thinking about the situation he was likely to face next.

To die sooner or later is to die, so it is better to have a good time and ask Mr. Priest what he thinks.

What if, it's just that they over-interpreted Mr. Father's opinion?

"Okay, let's go together." Alexei and the chicken thief pulled all the gang bosses into the chariot. Let's all die together~ "Whether the police station is stationed in Hell's Kitchen will affect everyone's business, and no one should think about picking up ready-made ones."

No one wants to let other people take advantage of it.

All the bosses looked at each other and each other, and could only agree to Alexei's proposal, and got up to follow Alexei.

...

Angelo put little Jiali on his shoulders, and ran all over the ground smiling.

"Riding a big horse, riding a big horse~" Xiao Jiali yelled and smiled while supporting Angelo's head, unable to straighten up.

According to Dr. Ethan's request, today is a rest day like a normal elementary school. Dr. Ethan followed Dr. Banner to Stark's villa after dinner early in the morning.

According to Dr. Banner, Stark recently received a sponsorship request, which was submitted to Stark by a Korean female Ph.D. named Helen Zhao. Stark also found her paper to be very interesting, about nanotechnology and human regeneration. Combined, this is the time to study with Dr. Banner whether it is really worthy of sponsorship.

After all, not everyone is An Qiluo, who can be sponsored by the rich man Stark unconditionally.

It just so happens that the big hole in Dr. Ethan's chest has not been resolved. For Dr. Ethan, who is used to maintaining a gentleman's demeanor, the pain of wearing a suit and tie every day is second only to teaching little Galley to class. If the technology mentioned can really be realized, this problem can be solved.

Angelo is also enjoying this rare parent-child time.

As for, Frank, not so happy.

Frank was sitting on a chair, looking at Nick's test paper and worrying. The communication between the father and son in the morning was indeed effective in reducing the gap between the two.

This was originally a good thing, but the bad thing was that Frank said, "Nick, your father, I graduated from AL University in the United States. If there is anything you don't know, just ask me."

This has created the situation where Frank is now scratching his hair and worrying.

Nick did come to "communicate feelings" with his father with the test paper.

But he... won't.

During his more than ten years on the battlefield, the most impressive thing in his mind is how to kill and avoid being killed, and the knowledge he learned in school has long been forgotten. Ask him to teach Nick how to be a killer, he is definitely a competent teacher, but learning is not...

Even the questions Nick asked when he trained with him in the morning were blindly right.

This man, who didn't change his expression even after being injured, looked at Nick's test paper and his eyes turned dark. Frank felt that his blood pressure might be a little high.

But Frank didn't want to lose his majesty as a father in front of Nick, so he could only hold on, praying in his heart that someone would come out to save him.

"Is Mr. Priest there?"

Just when Frank was at a loss, a familiar voice suddenly came from the door of the church, son, Frank's ears were like the sound of heaven.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the big bald man appearing at the door—Alexey.

At this time, Frank suddenly felt that Alexei, the big bald head whom he had never liked much, seemed much more pleasing to the eye than before, even if the sunlight reflected from the bald head was a bit harsh.

Frank quietly put the test paper on the chair he made, turned his head with a serious expression on his face, and said to Nick, "Nick, I'll go and see what's going on first, Alexey is absolutely impossible to come over if there is nothing wrong, you Read the book by yourself first, learn for a while, if you don't want to learn, you can go to play with little Jiali."

Nick: ...

Nick looked at his father's serious expression and nodded thoughtfully.

Well, AL University, it seems that it is not difficult to get into AL University.

Unbeknownst to Frank, the precocious Nick has seen through his disguise and plans to "inherit his father's career" in college in the future.

Frank got up quickly and walked towards the door. He looked at Alexei with a slightly appreciative gaze, which was inexplicable, even a little creepy.

What does this murderous look mean? Why do you look at yourself with such perverted eyes, is it possible that you have done something to offend him recently?

While Alexei was thinking about whether he had recently offended this murderous god.

Angelo squinted at Alexei who was staying at the door, put little Jiali down, pinched her little face, and motioned her to go play with Nick and Bone Dragon.

"What? Alexei, didn't you see me here? Do you want me to invite you in?" Angelo said to Alexei angrily.

He knew that there must be something wrong with this bastard Alexei being so polite. In the past, this bastard came in and begged for food from Uncle Long very familiarly.

"No, no. Mr. Father, let's come in then?" Alexey carefully recalled his recent actions, and was very sure that he had not offended Frank, the murderous god, and then he turned to Frank with a flattering smile on his face. Angelo said.

us?

Angelo was taken aback.

Alexei took the lead into the church, and behind him was a series of gangsters like a centipede.

Excuse me! Good guy! The gangster bosses of Hell's Kitchen are here!

After entering the church, the gangsters of Hell's Kitchen took their seats.

"Alexey, this is a gangster party? You can't get together like this at dinner, right?" Angelo looked at the big bald man opposite him in surprise, "Or do you want to tell me something? "

The other gang bosses immediately looked up at the sky, and some looked down at their shoelaces, as if there were some shocking secrets recorded on the shoelaces.

Alexei secretly hated, these bastards are too cunning! Obviously everyone came together, everyone wanted to know An Qiluo's attitude, but now it seemed as if they were just passing by!

Although I secretly hated these bastards for their lack of loyalty, since Angelo asked, Alexei just gritted his teeth and said his problem, but he just made up his mind that after returning, he must let these bastards The bastards hand over the management fee of the gangster committee.

Well, this is what I learned from Mr. Priest. Uncle Long said, this seems to be called a clever name!

"Mr. Priest, we are here this time mainly to ask..." Alexey smiled all over his face, "What do you think about the police station in Hell's Kitchen? We absolutely did not monitor your church's behavior, just Today, the policewoman went to our factory to have a fight."

After Alexey finished speaking, all the gang bosses sitting quietly pricked up their ears.

Angelo glanced at Alexei and smiled, "What else can I think? I'm just a good New York citizen. It's up to the New York Police Headquarters and those politicians to decide where to set up a police station. Is it up to me, a commoner?"

Alexey: ...

"Mr. Priest, if you don't want a police station to be set up in Hell's Kitchen, we can do it for you!" Alexei didn't bother to complain about the elements of Angelo's words, and said anxiously, "Just a word from Mr. Priest, and the rest is up to you." Just give it to us."

No way, this is really thanks for the invitation, the interests are related...

Angelo smiled, and looked at the bosses of the gangsters who were short of breath. He naturally knew what they were thinking. The police and the gangsters were always in opposition, except for some gangsters.

Although the black policewoman looks a little darker today, she doesn't look like a black policeman.

All these gang bosses are in a hurry.

"No, on the contrary, I'm not really suggesting that you shoot the policewoman to death..."