Daisy in Marvel World

Chapter 393 Funeral

It was the first time for Wanda to see this kind of scene full of plains in the city. She felt her soul was shocked and wanted to go down for a walk and have a look.

Daisy had nothing to do, they got out of the car and walked slowly along the street.

Wanda laid flowers in front of a photo of an aunt, and after looking at it for a while, she could feel the sadness of those family members, but this sadness was far away from her.

Staying in place for a while, then walked out of the crowd, and told Daisy her experience: "They love their families very much..."

"Who doesn't love their family members, may they rest in peace in heaven..." Marvel is such a broken place, it really takes luck for ordinary people to survive, Daisy was imagining, and she was stunned halfway through the speech .

What religion should Wanda practice?According to the blood of her father Magneto, she should be Jewish, right?Or even Lorna?

Should I follow their blood habits, or should I raise them in the wild?Happy Hanukkah?It's weird to think about.

This question was quickly forgotten, Magneto planted seeds all over the world, he didn't care, what was he thinking about.

Walking along the way, many people’s homes were turned into rubble. Some families were killed, and some survived one or two people. They pasted the photos of the victims on the steps of the house, surrounded by some candles, and stacked yellow and white carnations. Neat, whether they knew each other or not, everyone lowered their voices and saw the victims off.

Places with good law and order still have a somewhat solemn atmosphere, but some places with poor law and order are not so satisfactory. As night falls, criminal activities that are ten times more rampant than usual begin.

They rushed into the homes of those residents, took the last bit of food they had left, or ran into convenience stores in groups, took what they saw, and shot when they encountered resistance.

The sound of gunfire and sirens became a feature of New York nights.

Should I do something by myself?Seeing this scene, Daisy asked herself, but she didn't know what to do after thinking about it for a long time, not to mention her, even Washington and Lincoln couldn't get up from the coffin.

The alien invasion broke the original balance between classes, and the former crimes re-emerged. Even many honest people took to the streets with pistols. They had nothing but plundered others to obtain the daily necessities they urgently needed.

The best way now is to implement a curfew, everyone stays at home, and the army takes to the streets to maintain law and order. The idea is very good, but Daisy knows that it is unrealistic, and the national conditions of the United States do not allow this.

Curfews are allowed in West Africa, as can New Guinea, but not in the United States, let alone New York, which has a population of tens of millions.

She could only think of other ways, and if the official means didn't work, she used unofficial means.

Driving into the familiar Hell's Kitchen, I came to Jinbin's base camp with many detours. The sign in front of the gate showed that this was the United Construction Company that made her very uncomfortable back then.

The car was parked far away, and she told Wanda to wait for her for a while, then she closed the car door and walked inside.

Not planning to talk nonsense to these rough guys at the door, she bent the visible light around her body and walked in from under the noses of several people.

Jin Bing's men seem to be three points stronger than those gangsters in the city. Well-trained is one thing, and daring to fight is another.

Walking all the way to Jin Bin, a roomful of subordinates and Jin Bin, who was reading a book, didn't notice her. Daisy lifted her invisibility, and lightly stepped on the floor with her heels, making a "dong" sound.

"Who is it!" Seeing a big living person appearing in the air, a group of younger brothers hurriedly raised their pistols, and Bullseye in the distance even took out a dagger from his arms, and made a fist with his wrists. The act of preparing to throw.

Although their movements were not as exaggerated as snails in Daisy's eyes, they were not that fast either. Bullseye's speed was not bad. In Daisy's view, this guy's throwing skills had already surpassed the limit of human beings.

Daisy ignored numerous pistols, which, although not to the extent of Magneto, could not be fired at all if she was prepared.

She looked at Jin Bin. This guy is really strong. He is two meters tall and weighs more than 200 kilograms. He stands there like a thick wall.

1.7 meters seven, considered tall among women, but against the backdrop of Jin Bing's height, Daisy was much shorter, so she chose to sit down and talk.

"Mr. Fisk? Or Mr. Jin Bin?" She ignored the muzzles around her and asked politely.

Jin Bing waved to his subordinates, indicating that it was okay, and let them all go down.

It wasn't until Bullseye closed the door that he said in a low voice, "Miss Johnson isn't enjoying your luxury villa, is she here?"

......

Half an hour later, Bullseye was worried about Jin Bin's safety, and pushed open the door, only to find that Daisy had been gone for a long time, except for the faint fragrance in the room, there was no evidence that outsiders had been here before.

King ignored Bullseye, sitting on the couch thinking.

"Is that guy here to beat us?" Bullseye thought he had guessed Daisy's purpose.

It's a pity that Jin shook his head: "She wants to support a batch of advanced weapons from Hanmer Military Industry to unify the underworld in New York."

This answer made Bullseye stunned for a while. He is also a very smart person. After a little thought, he knew that this matter was unusual: "What is her condition? Give up the business of population or the business of washing powder?"

Jin Bin still shook his head: "She doesn't allow us to bribe the police and government officials."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

Bullseye thought about it: "It doesn't seem to be an excessive condition. We can save money, recruit more people, and expand our territory."

The current Jin is not the emperor of the underworld. Limited by his knowledge and his own height, he can't see how much influence the combination of black and white can have on the existing order. Without the assistance of the gangster military division, his situation is far worse than that of the original time and space. .

He was very moved by the military weapons provided by Daisy. At that time, he agreed, but now he is a little hesitant. Unfortunately, Bullseye is not a person with unique vision. A pie that unifies the underworld in New York knocked them unconscious.

The first day after the Battle of New York was spent in pain and tears. All the churches were overcrowded, and many priests comforted the citizens almost without rest. No matter what negative news they usually had, at least they did a good job in comforting people's hearts.

Whether it is hypocrisy or acting, no matter what their true thoughts are, Daisy thinks that they are worthy of recognition as long as they do their jobs well.

All morning, she was attending the funeral.

She can attend near New York, but she has no time to attend funerals in other cities and countries.

She basically didn't know the agents who died, and these people didn't have much contact with her as the deputy director. She didn't need her to give a speech at the funeral, show her presence, and fight for the honor of dying for the country for them, which is worthy of her heart up.

(End of this chapter)