I, the crooked way in the American manga

Chapter 96
Zhao Song looked at the tea Mrs. Shangdu handed over, but did not reach out to take it, he just looked at Mrs. Shangdu quietly.

Mrs. Shangdu also tilted her head to look at him.

Neither of them spoke until Zhao Song took the tea and put it in front of his eyes.

"Sorry ma'am, I think I'd better go away, your divination is not for me.

I am a person who likes to be foolish and reckless. "

Zhao Song stood up and left.

Divination is a very secret thing. Can the result of her divination be changed, or can it not be changed?
Is it the last possibility, or is it destined to happen?

It can be changed, so what does he do divination?
Avoid possible pitfalls in the future?

If it can't be changed, what does he know to do?
Know the date of death, close your eyes and wait for death?

In the Meiman world where there is a time gem, someone can travel through time and change the world constantly, Zhao Song does not believe in the power of divination.

He turned and left, but Mrs. Shangdu didn't stop him.

She touched the cat's eye-sized ruby ​​pendant on her neck and said, "Grandmaster, we will meet again."

Zhao Song didn't express anything when he heard her words, but when he left, the waiter at the door was holding a 16k booklet of coated paper in his hand.

He handed the brochure to Zhao Song, and Zhao Song took a look.

This is the brochure for a private Victorian sale in New York.

This booklet alone is worth a lot.

Victoria Private Auction House is a well-known antique and jewelry trading house in New York.

It is precious because of its privacy and illegality.

Many good things that cannot be seen on the bright side can be seen in this private auction house.

Many unknown bigwigs are frequent visitors to this auction house.

If they have some shady hobbies.

The Victoria Private Auction House is even more on their minds.

Their cravings can be satisfied at the Victoria Auction House.

For this reason, many people from nearby cities will drive here for the monthly auction.

Similarly, in order to ensure the nobility and safety of the Victorian auction house, it adopts a membership invitation system, not an open system.

Zhao Song had heard about this.

He has not been invited by this auction house.

But among the security guards at Victoria's private auction house, there are followers of Jinmu Yuanjun.

He knew a lot of news.

For example, he knew that this not-so-secret secret auction house was Jin Bing's property, and it was also the place where he sold his stolen goods.

Many unsightly things were shipped directly from Jin Bin's private dock to the auction house.

Why does he know this too?

Because the person who drives the Jin Bing Group is also a member of the gymnasium.

Little John's brothers and sisters are all doing those coolie jobs in the huge city of New York.

One or two of their news may be inconspicuous, but when many news are gathered together, one secret after another can be concatenated.

Victoria Auction is gold and in the hands, a river of gold flows.

Mrs. Shangdu was a member of Victoria Private Auction House, which did not surprise Zhao Song. Zhao Song wanted to see what kind of medicine Mrs. Shangdu was selling in the bottle.

He took the "brochure" and opened it to see many auction items.

The more you look at it, the more strange Zhao Song's eyes look.

There are indeed a lot of prohibited things in it, but some things are beyond the scope of Jin Bing's ability to scrape.

Zhao Song didn't care much about those things. He flipped through the coated paper, and when he saw an auction item, Zhao Song's hand stopped.

He raised his eyebrows, stroked the picture with his fingers, and the bumpy feel was conveyed through the pads of his fingers, telling Zhao Song that all of this was true.

"Spear of Destiny".

Zhao Song muttered to himself, he also saw the invitation letter sandwiched in this page.

Opening the invitation letter, Zhao Song saw the opening time of the auction.

Saturday morning, two o'clock.

It's six past midnight on Saturday morning.

From now on, you can arrive at the auction site almost on time.

If it was not planned by Mrs. Shangdu, Zhao Song would not believe it.

Even if he just called someone over now, it would be too late.

Is this a trap?

Zhao Song didn't know, but he knew that he must go there to join in the fun.

Holding the invitation letter in his hand, he closed the copper book, Zhao Song went downstairs and saw that the car was still waiting for him, Zhao Song got into the car skillfully.

The driver didn't ask him where he was going, so he sped towards the Victoria auction house.

On the way here, Zhao Song made a phone call. After the phone call, he closed his eyes and meditated, reciting Buddhist calculations and waiting for the vehicle to arrive.

He didn't think much about how an artifact like the Spear of Destiny would appear in a private auction house.

Because this is clearly a trap.

He smelled a strong smell of conspiracy in it.

As for whether the conspiracy was aimed at him, Zhao Song, or the Archangel Gabriel, or whether it was killing two birds with one stone or three birds with one stone, that was beyond Zhao Song's knowledge.

From the auction items seen on the coated paper, not only was the Spear of Destiny outrageous, but he also saw many more outrageous things.

Taking any of these things out at random will cause an uproar.

If someone is willing to use these things to fish.

Then they are really willing to spend their money.

Does Jin Bin, the underground emperor of New York, really have such courage?
Or, Jin Bing, the poor ghost, has become a doll and puppet in the hands of others?
……

Manhattan Island, high-end business district, Rand Building.

Jin Bin leaned on his crutches and stood by the window. From his angle, he could just see the Stark Corporation signboard!

He made no secret of his envy for those at the helm of these big companies.

Even though he has become the underground emperor of New York, his understanding of himself is getting deeper and deeper.

He is actually a rat in a gutter now.

Although it is the fattest one, what's the use of it?

The master of this country is one Stark after another, not him, not him Wilson Fisk, nor some New York Kingpin, it is Stark, it is Rand, it is Osborn, it is Hammer!

It's those well-dressed MPs.

He could kill those ugly councilors alone, he could kill weak Tony Stark with one punch, but then what?

If they are angered, Wilson will become a homeless dog the next day, his people will be wiped out by the NYPD, his men will be thrown into prison, and he himself will lose his life in the endless pursuit.

New York needs a gold union.

But Jin Bing, it doesn't have to be him.

If he, Wilson, would not settle down to be a good dog, then those big men would not mind being replaced by someone else.

He is not free at all!
Wilson was less willing to be a dog than he seemed.

He also has his own ambitions, and he is also accumulating strength, accumulating strength that can make him come out of the title of Jin Bin and become Mr. Wilson, Congressman Wilson.

He often looks at other buildings from this direction of the building, full of envy.

Sometimes he also thinks, if he also has the blood of the Stark family and the Osborne family flowing in his body, it would be great.

Will his current road be much easier?

But this idea is fleeting, as long as it appears, he will be ruthlessly snuffed out by him!
It is better to do practical things than meaningless fantasies!

Wilson knew a thing or two.

Utopia is useless!

Only hard work can change his situation!

It's just that he didn't expect that the opportunity to change his fate would come so suddenly.

That opportunity is right now, right behind you!

Behind him, a man in a cloak sat on his widened and thickened boss chair. In front of him was a bowl of secret medicine and a small fragment of a hellish black diamond.

The man in the cloak crossed his fingers, and the eyes under the cloak stared at the underground emperor of New York calmly and said: "Wilson, you have already made a choice, and I have fulfilled my promise.

Drink this potion, hold the shards in your hand, and you will gain power beyond your imagination.

This is the end of our deal, from now on, what you become has nothing to do with me. "

The man in the cloak said that there was no temptation in his tone, but Wilson directly picked up the potion and drank it down!

The lavender potion entered his body, and the purple liquid could be seen from the outside down his throat before "exploding" in his stomach.

Wilson is an extremely huge person. Regardless of his size or weight, he can be called a "heavy tank". He can kill a martial artist with a single punch.

He himself doesn't have any super powers, but he can make full use of every bit of power in his body.

After drinking the potion, Kim and Wilson's already huge body began to swell!

The painful tearing sensation made Wilson's head sweat, but he just didn't let out a groan!
He just reached out and grabbed the black-purple hell black diamond fragments on the table.

A large amount of potion remnants swarmed towards the shark that smelled blood!

I don't know if it was because of Wilson's too much strength, he pinched the fragments of the hell black diamond, and squeezed the irregular fragments into his skin.

The black diamond turned into a purple-black light, reaching Wilson's heart from his hand!
Under the blessing of the Hell Black Diamond and the potion, this white man who was originally very white actually changed his skin color!

Not black.

It's purple!

Wilson closed his eyes, intoxicated by this endless power.

Immediately, he opened his eyes, and Wilson's appearance was reflected in the mirror.

His formal attire, which was still a good fit, had been torn by him.

Even the bulletproof armor inside is the same.

The blood flow on his body has turned purple, and even his eyes are frighteningly red!
His breath was scorching hot, like boiling water vapor, and on his forehead, there appeared a horn that only demons would appear!
Wilson, turned into a muscular monster with a height of more than two meters and almost three meters!

Fortunately, this power disappeared soon, and Kim Bing Wilson's body returned to normal—at least it was what he thought before, human beings are normal, whether it is the purple flowing in the blood, the skin, or the eyes. Just like normal people, no different.

It was still too early for the cloaked man to leave.

He signed a contract with Wilson, but he didn't take it to heart. He knew how powerful he was to Wilson.

A mortal, even a relatively strong mortal, gets this power, or is controlled by this power, turning into a monster who has no sense and only knows how to kill.

Either it will be blown up by this force, turning into flesh and blood and covering the entire room.

Other than that, there is no third possibility!

But he didn't expect that Wilson, a child who grew up in an orphanage, was like a tenacious cockroach. He climbed from low to high, was stepped on the bottom of his feet countless times, and climbed up countless times.

After this monster was helped by stronger powers, he became a stronger monster!

A monster with the breath of hell.

His strength began to get out of control.

After Wilson turned into a normal person, he changed into a new dress and became well-dressed again.

"Let's go," Wilson clapped his hands and called the secretary outside the door, and said to him, "Let's go to the Victoria Auction House."

He knew that tonight, Victoria's private auction house would be very lively. The things he auctioned this time were quite standard, not amazing.

But after the cloaked man found him, the items in this auction exceeded the imagination of normal people.

This is not the first time that Wilson joined this auction house as a VIP, but he did not appear as the boss Jin Bin, he joined as a philanthropist, entrepreneur, and Wilson Fix, and he met many dignitaries inside Xiangui, in fact, this auction house and Jinbin are all used as a platform for matchmaking, and this is also the first step for him to change his identity.

Build bridges and matchmaking, and get familiar with each other.

(End of this chapter)