Sentinel

Chapter 180 Burning Evil
two days ago.

Hell's Kitchen is still calm.

Ramon is sitting in his own office. About three months ago, he was an ordinary senior manager of the RAND Group, responsible for marketing operations and public relations, but in the blink of an eye, he transformed into the company The masters of the world—even if only in name.This kind of pleasure of ascending to a high position and enjoying power and money is really addictive.

"Okay, Mr. Wesley, I will ensure the normal handover of the goods... I am in contact with Yashida Pharmaceutical in Japan, and they are also very interested in Umbrella's genetic medicine... Yes, in two months , the RAND Group will have a scientific research team going to Africa..."

Ramon's tone was respectful. It was hard to imagine that the helm of the Rand Group would be so humble, as if he was facing a big shot, wishing to kneel at the other person's feet to show his inner respect.

Some people in the Rand Group often say that Mr. Lamon, who has risen to the top of his career, is able to be favored by the upstarts in Hell's Kitchen and become a puppet who ascends to high positions because of his flattering and flattering skills.

Even though many people are jealous and secretly spread some bitter words, Ramon is still very satisfied with his current life. He is not an ambitious man with mediocre talents. He can be picked by Mr. Wesley and sit on the The top position of the Rand Group is undoubtedly a great fortune for him. He can be the puppet of the big man with peace of mind and enjoy the life of the rich along the way. This makes Ramon, who was only a middle-class family before, very happy.

Struggles for power and profit, and games in the market are things that only big shots think about. For a pawn like myself, just do my job honestly.This is the truest thought in Ramon's heart.

Since Jin Bin was assassinated, Hell's Kitchen has gone through several dynasties, and finally ushered in a real master.

The mysterious person sitting behind the scenes, even the most well-informed intelligence broker and interest broker, only knows that the other party calls himself "King", and James Wesley, who controls all the gangs in Hell's Kitchen, calls him the boss The only leader of the society and has a close relationship with him.

It's not that no one wants to inquire about the real identity of the boss behind the scenes, but most of them end up disappearing, as if they never existed.This invisible terror and awe made the other party a taboo existence in Hell's Kitchen.

Now money and violence rule this neighborhood known as the Land of Sin, and all kinds of complicated interests are entangled, weaving into an impenetrable web, covering the entire Hell's Kitchen.

The Rand Group has become the largest transit station in Hell's Kitchen. Relying on its own ocean transportation, it is doing international trade on the surface, and its business keeps growing. It secretly transports prohibited items for many gangsters, those hidden in dolls Drugs, or firearms mixed with fruit, are piled up in containers on the port docks.

Hell's Kitchen is like a huge core. With various criminal profits, it radiates its influence to the entire city, and then develops and grows into a huge kingdom of the underground world.

Ramon put down the phone, let out a long sigh of relief, and sat alone in the dark office, overlooking the city outside the window.A sea of ​​brilliant lights covers every corner of the block, and those unknown crimes quietly grow and happen.

The man at the helm of the RAND Group was thinking about how to pass the time tonight, whether to go to an underground casino run by the Japanese, or a secret clubhouse of Russian gangsters?

"Ramon Phillips." A hoarse voice woke him up directly.

Almost subconsciously, the puppet boss of the Rand Group wanted to press the alarm bell under the table. The owner of the voice rushed out from the shadows, but came to him in an instant, and then there was a "click", He pinched Ramon's arm neatly.

The inexplicable intruder directly removed Ramon's chin to prevent the other party from screaming. The puppet who was supported on the top was whimpering in pain. What appeared in his sight was a tall demon that blended into the dark shadow, with a huge chest on his chest. The overlapping double "D" patterns are drawn, which are as dazzling and eye-catching as scarlet bloodstains; there are demon horns on the head, and the eyes that cast indifferent gaze through the hood seem to be rolling with fire, giving people an invisible pressure .

"Ramon Phillips, you colluded with James Wesley and know all the illegal business of the Hell's Kitchen gang." The uninvited tall demon forcibly held down Ramon's head, and with his eyes that seemed to be burning Eye to eye.

"Tell me everything you know, those dirty and bloody crimes, all the evil deeds you have committed, all of them!"

The deep voice was like thunder roaring, Ramon trembled tremblingly, his hands and feet trembled, he didn't dare to look at those dark eyes with raging fire, and an invisible fear grew in his heart.

"I don't know... I don't know anything!" As if suffocating, the strong pressure made him unable to breathe.

No matter how much Ramon was afraid of the other party, when he thought of the ruthless methods of the Hand, he couldn't help but feel chills in his heart.Those machine-like ninjas never show mercy to betrayers.

And when the time comes, not only him, but even his own family members will not be spared. As a puppet who is supported to the top, Ramon is too aware of the vicious methods of those people.

"You shouldn't be afraid of them..." The tall man in the dark devil's suit sneered, "You should be more afraid of me!"

Real flames burst out from the empty eye sockets, and a strong sulfur smell permeated the room. The other party raised Ramon who was trembling, "You will be judged for your crimes!"

"Your soul is stained with the blood of the innocent, feel their pain!"

Ramon tried to scream, but he couldn't make any sound. The burning flames in his eye sockets seemed to directly burn his soul, and unimaginable severe pain swept his whole body.

"You once took bribes, suppressed new employees, betrayed your loyalty to love, indulged in gambling and pleasure... Ramon Phillips, your crimes are countless."

The fire of hell scorched this sinful soul. Matt Murdock, who put on his battle suit again, could see all the crimes committed by the other party. Meng's body, accompanied by the sentence of crimes, became more and more painful, until finally he completely lost consciousness.

"James Wesley." Throwing down the dead Ramon with smoke in his eyes, Matt read out a name.

That is the real estate upstart of Hell's Kitchen, who used to be Jin Bing's confidant, and now controls all the gangsters.

(End of this chapter)