I'm rubbing the masked knight in the United States

Chapter 85 Captain Don't Shoot, Yourself

2 minute later.

Fisk sat in the corner with a pale face.

The screams in the room have almost disappeared, which means that his people are almost dead, but even after paying such a big sacrifice, he doesn't even know what is in the dark!
In his concept, the underground forces, dare to fight, dare to fight, dare to shoot and it's over, but since when did they suddenly have to face the devil-like existence?

In the past, no matter how many times you checked, whistleblowers would always upload scenes of their transactions on the Internet without knowing it, attracting a lot of attention and attracting arrests.

What now?What is this?
Kamen Rider? What is that?Is it a mutant?
Never heard of it, how did he get in?follow behind?impossible!Wilson kept an eye on the monitoring system of the maze, once a stranger came, it would directly trigger the alarm and some switches!
It's impossible for someone to show up without them noticing!Unless he cracked the entire maze, which is impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

Why can he flip over the wall so quickly, why can he grab a person weighing more than 100 kilograms like a chicken?Why can he smash the bulletproof steel plate with one punch?

"Bang." With a loud noise, Wilson, the only one who could see in the dark and the only one who had the ability to resist, fell heavily on the steel plate.

Wilson's face was distorted by the pain, so what if he could see it?Far beyond his speed, far beyond his strength!He didn't even have the strength to fight back.

What the hell is that black mist?
Suddenly, in his ears, like everyone who was knocked down, the things he had done sounded.

"Wilson Fisk was adopted by Phil Fisk when he was six years old. On the day he was adopted, he took you to kill a family of passers-by as a celebration. He originally missed a person who had just finished school, but you were so thoughtful and waited at home. He cut the weeds and eradicated the roots.

In the first week of your adoption, the orphanage that took care of you was burned down, just because the orphanage that took care of you didn’t give you the eggs you wanted for lunch.

……

Three years ago, you led someone to kidnap the youngest son of Jack's family, demanded a ransom of 300 million, and agreed to pay the money tomorrow, but you were afraid that they wouldn't believe it, so you cut off two of Jack's fingers and gave them to them.

……

Two months ago, because Li Hua's family underpaid the protection fee, you led someone to smash up his storefront, which finally caused a fire.

......"

One after another, the past was exposed, and there was no secret in the past, which gave Wilson the illusion that he had come to the sink of sins in heaven.

"Who are you..." Wilson was picked up by someone strangling his neck. He was struggling to speak at this moment, but he still spit out the words he wanted to say.

"Da da da da..."

While speaking, the gangsters who could still stand up shot in this direction one after another. The black shadow leaped nimbly and jumped to the ceiling. The bullets poured on Wilson's body one after another, and Wilson fell to the ground.

At this time, the voice of the black shadow drifted slowly into the ears of the dying Wilson.

"I am the one who counts your sins."

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In the unfinished building trading area, a car stopped outside an old house that looked like it had been in disrepair for years.

"Unlucky." Old Jax got out of the car cursingly, "Take that kid to feed the fish, his mother, he was able to fall asleep in the car, and it delayed us for so long!"

"I've already gone to deal with the boss." George touched the gauze on his forehead, his tone was very cold.

This time, the deal with Fisk of Paradise Casino in the Southern District was related to whether Dodo could return to Hell's Kitchen. Such an important matter, the guy in charge of driving unexpectedly fell asleep halfway!So much so that the car crashed into the bottom of the hillside, not to mention the scrapped car, all the people in the car, big and small, were slightly injured.

Today is different from the past, dodo's fixed assets are not even as good as some small powers!Old Jakes only had a few assets that he could gather with his personal strength, and he was stared at by the whistleblower without a fixed channel. If it was delayed, the gang would be finished. This was a risky transaction, so it was laborious to mobilize a car to support, and it was time-consuming until now. , It makes people want to scold their mothers.

"Well, let's go, enter the maze." Old Jakes took out the cigar, didn't light it, just stuffed it into his mouth, "It's so slow, I hope that old bastard Fisk didn't leave, mom's grandson and grandson when we were powerful Followed behind the same, and now he is throwing face, fuck."

George pushed his gold-rimmed glasses. He didn't like old Jax's swearing, he wasn't a gentleman, but he didn't say anything.

"Hurry up, it's almost dawn, you must dare to go back before dawn." Old Jax waved his hand, and everyone was about to get into the maze.

Old Jakes suddenly signaled everyone to stop, "No, there is a bloody smell, everyone retreats, spread out, run as much as you can, don't go back to the warehouse, it's not safe, go to the Gulf container!"

George turned his head and ran away. He had always been willing to succumb to old Jakes because old Jakes had a particularly sharp nose and was like a dog. If he said something happened, he was right to run.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang." Suddenly there was a series of loud bangs, and the windows and doors of the old house were all sealed by heavy objects.

In the dimly lit room, lights were turned on.

"Shua, Shua, Shua." A group of people were all holding guns, but this old house only had a single room, and it was clear inside that there was no one else there.

Unable to grasp the situation, the unknown swept everyone's minds.

Old Jakes walked over and tried to look at the door and windows, cursing, "Fuck, they're all blocked, is the whistleblower you a bastard?"

"Boss, whistleblowers used to report and didn't do anything. I don't think so. Could it be that bastard Fisk wants to take advantage of others?"

"Fuck him, let's fight them."

No, not the Whistleblower, nor the people from Hell's Kitchen!George screamed inwardly. The underground forces in Hell's Kitchen are divided into four areas: east, west, south, and north. All four areas know this rule. It is okay to come to trade or come to fight. The only rule is that no Turn on the lights!
Now as soon as the light is on, you know it’s an outsider who doesn’t understand the rules. If you don’t understand the rules, you might ignore the rule of "eating black people and only eating bosses"...

George retreated quietly, his qualifications were still higher than that of Old Jax, and he was also in touch with Fisk's deal, because he had a good relationship with Wilson in white, and Wilson once told him that he admired him, and something happened You can go to him, so the secret passage in the maze also told him.

The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, and now the whistleblower in this world is staring at dodo, there is no more to sing, he has done his best to help old Jax erect a small dodo's plaque, he is benevolent, now it is time to run.

But just as he was about to retreat to the secret passage, he suddenly felt that the touch behind him was not right, and immediately he was shocked, and when he turned his head, he shot.

The lights suddenly went out.

"Bang." A black figure pinched George's bullet.

The gunshots attracted everyone's attention, and everyone looked in this direction.

Old Jax asked, "Who is it? A mutant?" He fired directly, and the punks counted one by one, and the bullets all tilted over.

"Captain, don't shoot, your own!"

But it was too late to speak, the bullet had already left the rifling and rushed towards it in flames.

The black figure in front of George jumped up and nimbly dodged the bullets. George was not so lucky. The stray bullets injured his heart, and he fell down with regret.

The blood was bubbling, and the stream was pouring. George stretched out his hand unwillingly, trying to take something out of his arms, but with his last strength, he just took out the thing, but failed to inject it.

Behind him, a person who has the best relationship with George, who is usually called Little George by everyone, saw this scene, and he stared at the needle resentfully...

At this time, a black figure jumped from the ceiling and fell into the center of the crowd. In the darkness, no one could see him, but he could hear his voice.

"Let's count your sins."

(End of this chapter)