Big Monster

This feeling is like provoking a lion through a cage. He knows that the lion is very angry, but he knows better that the lion cannot cross the iron fence.

And seeing Wilson, who was obviously many times stronger than himself and could kill him with just one punch, looked timid at the moment, he suddenly felt great satisfaction in his heart.

In addition, today's conversation is not just about disgusting Wilson.

The three became tigers, provoking Wilson himself, but Wilson didn't dare to fight back.

One goes up and down, and three years is enough to change a lot of things.

This is the difference between established families and emerging forces.

In the era of chaos, emerging forces are indeed stronger.

But once there is restraint, once there is peace, the connections and means of the old family are enough to make the emerging forces suffer.

And just when Eden was about to say a few more words of trash, Nagini, who had been turning his back to Eden, drank the milk in the glass and patted Wilson on the arm.

In fact, he wanted to pat Wilson on the shoulder, but the problem is that Nagini is 1.8 meters, Wilson is more than two meters, and the height of the opponent's shoulders exceeds his height. This is really a sad story.

Fortunately, Nagini is not concerned about this issue now.

He looked at Eden in front of him, then turned his head to look at Wilson, with a flash of inquiry in his eyes: "This guy is the one who troubled you a while ago? Didn't he say it was resolved?"

A look of gloom flashed across Wilson's tiger eyes, and his deep voice was a little irritated and unwilling: "It was already about to end, but high-level politicians did not allow the fight to continue, so the plan had to be terminated."

Nagini nodded. Although he didn't know some things, it didn't mean he didn't understand.

It is difficult to unify the underground world of New York. Gangsters are gangsters after all. No matter how strong gangsters are, they cannot compare with the army. After all, there is a country behind them, with a population of hundreds of millions.

But Wilson succeeded, due to factors of his own strength, but more because of the changing times.

Before the emergence of large-scale gatherings of superheroes, gangsters have always been the focus of high-level officials in various countries.

But after the superheroes?

This kind of superhero who is uncontrollable and possesses powerful power instantly replaced the status of gangsters in the hearts of politicians.

It's not that the influence of gangsters has declined, but that the focus of politicians has changed.

So Nagini understands Wilson's concerns very well. Some things don't mean that the sooner the better, Wilson must become king in New York, but the time to become king must be grasped.

Too soon, it will be suppressed by the United States.

Too slow, the double-edged sword of a superhero, while giving politicians a headache, will also give him, a super criminal, a headache.

Just for these questions that Wilson is afraid of now?

Nagini shook his head, and he asked casually, "Have you brought your mobile phone?"

Taking out a mobile phone from the fancy beach pants, Wilson's eyes flashed with doubts: "What are you doing?"

Nagini took the mobile phone, and the mobile phone rotated like a butterfly between his fingers. Looking at the old vulture in front of him, a thought flashed in Nagini's eyes, and finally his expression became more serious:

"That trash on the opposite side, I know your name is Eden, but I want to call you trash even more."

"Give you a chance, apologize now, and then I can act as if nothing happened."

However, facing Nagini's persuasion, Eden froze for a moment, then sneered, with disdain in his expression:

"Nagini? I really didn't expect that you knew Wilson."

"But who do you think I am? Even that old fellow Falcone dare not speak to me with this attitude."

"Believe it or not, even if I kill you now, the two of them, Wilson and Falcone, dare not say a word of bullshit?"

Eden recognized Nagini. Although Nagini was "out of date" during this period, he still has influence in the United States. He is the youngest billion-dollar director in history.

There is no one before, and it is estimated that there will be no one after. In short, this is a legend.

Even if Eden doesn't care much about Hollywood news, he still knows this Nagini.

But he doesn't care about the other party. In his opinion, Nagini is just a dispensable star. The only thing the other party can make him fear is probably that old dog in Los Angeles.

But for Falcone?What Eden had was just jealousy, not fear.

The first-class power in New York is equivalent to the super-first-class power in Los Angeles.

Head-to-head, Eden will definitely not be able to beat Falcone. After all, the opponent has been operating in Los Angeles for many years, but as a force of the same level, the opponent should not easily kill him.

Moreover, the four major first-tier cities in the United States are absolutely not allowed to intervene in New York's internal affairs.

He subconsciously thought that Falcone was Nagini's backer, and he looked very disdainful at the moment. He looked at Nagini as if he was looking at a frog in a well who didn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth!

Facing Eden's disdainful expression, Nagini had a look of helplessness in his eyes: "Okay, the transaction failed."

He dialed a number casually, and with a busy tone coming from the phone, he seemed to think of something, and Nagini looked at Eden with a slightly weirder look:

"By the way, you don't think my backer is Falcone, do you?"

Eden was taken aback for a moment, he had an inexplicable bad premonition in his heart.

But after a while, he shook his head. He had investigated Wilson's information himself, and because of Wilson, he had also investigated Nagini's information.

To be honest, except for one Falcone, he couldn't find anything else about him that made him afraid.

However, just when he was about to ridicule Nagini, the call was connected.

"Nagini?"

"I'm in Hell's Kitchen, someone is going to kill me, what do you say?"

Chapter 136 Phone

New York, the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D., a busy Nick Fury leaned on his seat at the moment.

He rubbed the center of his brows, the glass next to him was only half-drinked, and the American espresso was already completely cold at the moment.

Human beings, if you don't force them, you will never know how happy your previous life was.

In the past, Nick Fury always felt that life in Los Angeles was too leisurely, and he had nothing to do every day, either going to bars to drink or traveling at public expense.

Idle and bored, lying at home for a day and no one cares.

But after coming to New York?

Damn it, he has been in New York for so long, but he doesn't even have time to look at the Statue of Liberty. Now he really misses the days when he was a free-spirited fish.

But seeing that there are still more than a dozen documents that need to be reviewed, and seven or eight subordinates need to know the details, a look of helplessness flashed in Nick Fury's eyes.