Lord God hangs up

Chapter 158 158, Super Girl, Lord of the Nine Hells [Please subscribe, please ask for a monthly pass~! 】

Manhattan, Times Square.

Ni Kun stood in front of a store, looked at the dazzling array of women's clothing inside, hesitated for a while, and didn't go inside.

He wanted to bring back some clothes for Zhu Yuyan, Hou Hou and the others.

With the figure of a demon girl, wearing some modern clothes and dancing the demon dance, it must be full of charm.

Although the ancient costumes of the demon girls are very beautiful, and they are also very tempting to dance the magic dance in Dunhuang flying dresses, but it is quite fresh to change their tastes occasionally.

It's a pity that Ni Kun was so shy that he could not even afford a pair of white stockings with only twenty dollars in change in his pocket.

"Got to find a place to make some money."

Ni Kun rubbed his chin in thought for a while, went to the lobby of a certain hotel to get a free tourist map, browsed it, and walked to the destination while admiring the long-lost modern city scenery.

The destination where he planned to make a fortune was not too far from Times Square, and he had already arrived after just strolling at a leisurely pace for sightseeing for an hour.

Looking at the cold and dark neighborhood with few pedestrians, the atmosphere is completely different from that of Midtown, only one street away, like a dark neighborhood separated by two worlds, Ni Kun walked in without hesitation.

This is Hell's Kitchen, New York's criminal haven.

This is a lawless place where normal people and the police avoid, full of all kinds of gangsters, drug lords, super criminals, perverted murderers, anti-human mad scientists, and it is also a treasured place for superheroes to do their daily business.

Ni Kun walked on a relatively smooth street, admiring the chaotic graffiti full of artistic imagination on the exterior walls of buildings of different heights on both sides.

Some graffiti are directly outlined with bullet holes, and then sprayed with colored paint, giving people a violent aesthetic feeling of great artistic tension.

There are many cars parked on the street.

The doors and even the windows of many cars are left with messy bullet holes of old and new, silently telling the unique passion and folk customs of Hell's Kitchen.

Seldom saw pedestrians along the way.

The few pedestrians I saw occasionally were all looking around vigilantly while walking quickly, looking like agents who were busy going to the meeting.

However, although there are not many pedestrians, Ni Kun can clearly feel that the windows of the high-rise buildings and old apartments on both sides of the street are always staring at him more or less, until he walks out of a certain range, those who are full of vigilance and surveillance His eyes just gradually retracted.

Ni Kun was still in an alley full of all kinds of rubbish, and saw Lord Wu An's "Six Fingers Black Hand" badge, and there was a line of advertisements below: This Saturday, the old place, the beautiful pastor preached passionately, and witnessed the miracle!

Under the ad, there is a graffiti showing the middle finger, and a beautiful curse: Fa Ke You!Six-fingered children!

Below it is a graffiti of a skull, and a bloody warning: there must be a price for insulting our Lord.That fool above will become one of the sacrifices to our Lord, don't miss him, let alone learn from him!

"The Church of Six Fingers has infiltrated Manhattan Island! But yes, isn't there countless potential believers of Six Fingers in a place like Hell's Kitchen?"

While admiring this graffiti forum, a bad wind hit the back of my head.

Ni Kun tilted his head slightly, and a huge black fist wiped his ear and landed in the empty space.

"watt?"

A suspicious voice sounded, Ni Kun turned around and saw a black-skinned young man looking at him in surprise, obviously he did not expect that the sneak attack on the back of the head would be missed.

"Why did you hit me?" Ni Kunqi said, "Shouldn't it be courtesy first and then soldiers when it comes to robbery?"

When gangsters rob, they usually use knives and pistols to force the target, and then politely ask for a little money.

At this time, as long as you take twenty knives in change, you can basically pass the level.

Under normal circumstances, there will be no bloodshed, and the punks will not be greedy.

But this black-skinned young man obviously violated the unspoken rules, how could he greet the back of his head with his fist without saying a word?
"Hey, you think I'm 'borrowing money'? No, I'm just playing 'knockout'."

The black-skinned young man grinned, and punched Ni Kun in the face abruptly.

The game of knocking down passers-by is a bad game invented by a group of bored youths.

Randomly select innocent passers-by as targets, regardless of men, women, old or weak, take sudden shots, and seek to knock them down with one punch, taking pleasure in this.

When it's over, the video of knocking down passers-by will be posted on social platforms to show off.

For this kind of "gamers" who take pleasure in hurting others in reality, Ni Kun will not get used to their temper, and directly punches them. smash.

Before the pain could reach the black-skinned young man's mind, Ni Kun kicked out again, pointing his toe on the black-skinned young man's knee, smashing his knee directly.

The black-skinned youth fell to the ground screaming, and Ni Kun sneered:
"In the future, you will be the game target of other players."

Putting his hands in his trouser pockets, he walked away.

In the next half day, Ni Kun visited most of Hell's Kitchen.

Maybe it's because he looks penniless, tall enough, and the lean muscles under the tight T-shirt are also well-defined.

Or he is an Asian, but he dares to casually and leisurely hang out in Hell's Kitchen, which is somewhat unpredictable.

Anyway, after wandering around for half a day, he didn't meet the brainless young man in Hell's Kitchen again. He became harmless to humans and animals, and no one came to trouble him.

However, Ni Kun still felt that something was wrong.

Every criminal in Hell's Kitchen has a gun.

If you really want to rob, what is tall and muscular in front of gunfire?
It wasn't until he came to Hell's Kitchen West 38th Street and saw the famous "Jinbin Building" that he didn't know why the residents of Hell's Kitchen today are so "kind and peaceful".

In the sky in front of the Jinbin Building, there is a blonde girl wearing a blue tight top, red miniskirt, and red knee-high boots, revealing a snow-white and round absolute field, with a red cloak fluttering around behind her. .

Just looking at this classic outfit, one doesn't need to guess that this blond girl is exactly Superman's cousin, "Supergirl" Kara Zoel.

"So this is gold and refuses to pay taxes, and the IRS sent supergirls to arrest people?"

Ni Kun stood opposite the Jinbin Building, eating melons with great interest to watch the excitement.

He was not the only one watching the fun.

Today, other areas of Hell's Kitchen are very deserted, all the gangsters shrink back and behave obediently, but around the Jinbin Building, there are onlookers everywhere watching the excitement.

Many of them held their mobile phones and pointed the camera at the super girl in the air.

Some old colorists are still moving to find an angle, trying to take pictures under the supergirl skirt.

A few old perverts who are not afraid of death even look for angles with a telescope...

Ni Kun glanced at those pornographic critics with contempt, and the old god was holding his arms on the ground, looking up at the super girl.

He had already seen at a glance that the super girl was wearing a pair of blue leggings under the red miniskirt, and it was absolutely impossible for her to lose everything.

At this time, there were a few sizzles of radio current from the Jinbin Building, and then a deep and deep male voice sounded:

"Super girl, I have already paid the tax a week ago, and even paid the late fee, why are you still bothering me?"

The super girl put her arms around her chest and said in a clear and cold voice:
"You just made up the unpaid taxes and late fees, and you still owe $600 million in fines that you haven't paid."

The deep and thick male voice cursed in a low voice:
"Damn it, the late fees have been paid, why should I be fined? This is against the rules!"

Super girl said coldly:
"Rules? What qualifications do you have to talk to the IRS about rules?

"You have maliciously evaded taxes many times and used illegal means to evade taxes. The IRS has long been intolerable with you. This fine of 600 million knives is just a small warning.

"If you refuse to pay, you are waiting to sit in the IRS jail!"

Jin Bin was silent for a while, and his deep and rich voice revealed a trace of grievance:
"Damn Holy Gun Ranger Ego Yan, ruined a shipment of goods I shipped from South America, and cut off an important supply channel for me, costing me hundreds of millions of dollars... I am planning to run for mayor of New York again this year , has already invested a huge amount of campaign funds, and the funds cannot be turned over in a short period of time...

"So, can this fine be extended for a while? When I become the mayor and the capital turnover is over, there is no problem in doubling the payment."

As the super overlord of New York and even the underground world of the United States, Ni Kun was a little surprised by Jin Bing's aggrieved and compromised appearance.

He also thought that Kim would not hesitate to threaten:

I have prepared a lot of kryptonite bombs, if you dare to do it, I will kill you.

Never thought that Jin Bing would plead for mercy...

However, looking at the vicious and tattooed onlookers around him, they didn't seem to compromise with Jin Bing or express any disdain, Ni Kun couldn't help thinking: Is there no kryptonite in this world?
Isn't the super girl invincible?
Well, you can't be so arbitrary.

The magic resistance of Kryptonians is almost zero, and masters of the occult, if they operate properly, have a great chance of taking down Kryptonians.

But in the face of Duracell's intercession, the super girl did not buy it. She just held her arms and looked down at the Jinbin Building from a high position, saying in a cold voice:
"You're short on funds, you're running for mayor, and what does that matter to me?

"I'm only responsible for paying fines. Before 600:[-] p.m., no matter what method you use, whether you sell fixed assets or borrow usurious loans, the fine of [-] million knives must be transferred to the IRS account! Otherwise Just wait and go to jail!"

Jin Bing's voice was filled with annoyance:

"Is there no room for maneuver?"

Super Girl's voice remains unchanged: "No."

"Very good!" Jin Bin's voice sounded like he was gnashing his teeth: "Super girl, just wait for me, I...raise money right away!"

"..."

Ni Kun was speechless. He originally thought that Jin Bing would utter harsh words and then fight, but he didn't expect to admit that he was cowardly in the end.

The onlookers also sighed with regret.

I don't know whether it's a pity that Duracell didn't show the overlord style, or that he didn't resist so stubbornly that he was beaten by a super girl until he couldn't take care of himself and was thrown into prison.

"Kim will not resist. Now is the critical period for him to run for mayor. If he is arrested and thrown into prison because he refuses to pay the fine and gets into a fight with Super Girl Into the sea, his criminal empire may also fall apart. So he can only try his best to raise money and go bankrupt."

A young man with long hair, wearing a plaid shirt, glasses, and a stubble beard, who looks a bit nerdy, said lightly that he was incompatible with the vicious men and women on the street.

Ni Kun saw that his analysis was very logical, leaned over and asked:
"So you think, if Jin Bing resists, he won't be the opponent of Super Girl?"

The long-haired boy glanced at Ni Kun calmly:
"Of course. Whether Kim Bin's top killer, Bullseye, or himself, it's impossible to be a match for Supergirl. In fact, in my opinion, no one in the world is a match for Supergirl."

Ni Kun thought for a while and asked tentatively:

"Where is the Hulk? Isn't it the opponent of Supergirl?"

The long-haired boy shrugged:

"Hulk has been missing for five years. He disappeared two years earlier than Tony Stark. In fact, even if Hulk is still there, I am afraid he is not the opponent of Super Girl. After all, Super Girl can fly, as well as heat vision, frozen breath, etc. A variety of superpowers. Hulk feels less flexible than her, and there are not enough abilities and tricks."

Ni Kun asked again: "What about Thor?"

The long-haired brother said: "It is rumored that Thor was exiled to another world by his sister."

Ni Kun was a little surprised: "You can't judge by appearance, I didn't expect you to know so much news."

The long-haired brother smiled reservedly: "I only eat information."

As he spoke, he handed Ni Kun a business card:
"As an Asian, it's audacious for you to go shopping in Hell's Kitchen.

"If it wasn't for the fact that Supergirl came to find Jin and trouble him today, and all the gangsters in Hell's Kitchen, more or less, have tax issues. They are afraid of being targeted by Supergirl for tax inspection, so they all become very obedient. I doubt you very much. What happens now.

"Maybe you will be captured by a gang, locked up in a drug factory to do coolies, or sold to a scientific lunatic as an experimental product, or even dismembered to sell your organs? After all, you look very good...

"In such a dangerous place, only a strong body is not reliable. I think you also need to hire a reliable bodyguard... Coincidentally, I also do some intermediary business, if necessary, go to my bar Find me."

Ni Kun took the business card, and saw that it said "Sister Margaret's Home for Bad Children", and the manager: Weasel.Below is the bar, address, phone number, business scope and so on.

Before, Ni Kun felt that this little brother with long hair who was a bit talkative and had a temperament that was incompatible with the vicious people around him, but who was able to stand in the middle of a group of villains, was quite familiar.

Seeing this business card again, he recalled it briefly and remembered it.

Isn't this Deadpool's buddy, the bar owner who is very tight-lipped, reliable, and will never betray his friends?
Since he is the boss, then Ni Kun will not be polite to him. He took out a change note of twenty knives and stuffed it into his hand: "I need information now."

"Twenty knives can't buy much information." Weasel said lightly, but put the money into his pocket without any hesitation.

Ni Kun smiled slightly:
"I just want to know which gang in Hell's Kitchen is the most vicious and inhumane. I don't need specific information, just tell me where that gang's stronghold is."

Weasel shrugged:

"Okay, although you paid a little less, since this is the first time you've asked me to buy information, I'll give you a discount. West 42nd Street, Blood Wolf Gang. A recently popped up The small gang has a vicious style and bloody methods, and within half a month of taking the lead, at least thirty people died at their hands, and half of them were ordinary people who had nothing to do with the gang."

Ni Kun asked: "Do they have money?"

The weasel said affirmatively: "They dare not rob gold and goods, anyone's money and goods."

Ni Kun raised his hand and patted Weasel on the shoulder:

"Thank you. When I get rich, I will take care of your business."

Weasel shook his head, and said in a tone of thinking for Ni Kun:

"I think you'd better make a will first.

"Of course, if you have money, you can also set up a revenge fund and let me operate it. After you die, I will send the best killer to help you avenge you.

"Deadpool, do you know? He is my number one killer. There is also the Continental Hotel in New York. I also have business with them. I can ask them to contact a bunch of super killers whose bullets can bend..."

Ni Kun smiled silently:
"There is no need for this for the time being...By the way, is the super girl only doing things for the IRS?"

Weasel said: "Of course, as long as you don't owe taxes and do any other bad things, you don't have to worry about Super Girl coming to you."

"Interesting...falling into a different world, did the three views change a lot?" Ni Kun pondered for a while, then asked: "Do you know who the super girl's parents are?"

"Oh, she is an alien who descended from the sky in a spacecraft. No one knows who her biological parents are, and her adoptive father is a famous lawyer named Asmodeus. By the way, he is also the largest legal adviser of the Jinhe Group. "

"..." Ni Kun blinked, feeling even more surprised:

"Asmodeus? Isn't that the Lord of the Nine Prisons in DND? The oldest and most powerful devil, the incarnation of order and evil...it's actually a super girl raised by him, no wonder the super girl only collects taxes ...Only death and tax payment are inevitable. Isn’t paying taxes on time an iron law that cannot be shaken?”

If chaotic and evil demons will bring destruction to the world, then orderly and evil demons may turn out to be the power to protect the world in certain critical moments.

After all, if the world is destroyed, all order will also disappear.

And the essence of the Lord of the Nine Hells is that order comes first and evil comes after.

Ni Kun didn't want to provoke such a powerful existence at all, so he changed the subject:

"Do you know where you can get adamantium or vibranium?"

Weasel stretched out his index finger: "This piece of information is worth at least [-]...no, [-] dollars. Pay first, then get the information."

Ni Kun nodded: "Well, I will go to the bar to find you."

After that, the two chatted casually while continuing to watch the super girl Dujinbin building.

To be honest, Jin Bing admits that he is trying to raise money, and the two sides have no battle to fight. In fact, there is not much excitement to watch.

But the figure of the super girl is really amazing. The close-fitting blue bodysuit clearly outlines her perfect chest shape, amazingly curved waist-hip curve, and even the mermaid line of her lower abdomen.

Coupled with those long legs, those two round and white absolute domains...

The super girl floating there is the most beautiful scenery, and it can attract everyone's attention without fighting.

Anyway, whether it's an old pervert or a punk, his neck is sore, but he still doesn't want to leave.

[On the shelf for 31 days, 31 words were updated, with an average of [-] words per day. This is why, I update two chapters a day, and there will also be a burst update sign, because I have more words in each chapter.It's the last half day, so let's quickly vote for the monthly ticket~! 】

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