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In the black Audi that was speeding away, Colson held the steering wheel with one hand and blew the wind. His eyes behind his sunglasses looked at the busy traffic in the city. New York is a symbol of the economic development of the United States and the center of finance, but now The Big Apple has come to be known as the "Crime Capital."

The principle of SHIELD's establishment was to protect the world, but it is obvious that SHIELD's power cannot extend to every corner of the world, especially in the city of New York, where various forces are intertwined. Even SHIELD cannot arbitrarily What can they do in the face of the violence happening around them?

Coulson recalled in his mind the unclear photos and surveillance videos he had seen. They were scenes of street fights between Wang Zang and the Punisher, as well as scenes at the dock. Master-level fighting skills, known to Coulson as a seventh-level agent. In his files, there is no one with more superb fighting skills than him.

Ordinary people can't protect themselves even with guns. It's a good thing for Stark to become Iron Man. Stark has enough strength and background. His arbitrary actions can do many things that SHIELD is not suitable for. Things can make this city more stable.

But at the same time, Stark's arbitrary behavior is also a double-edged sword. As the first contact with Stark by SHIELD, he knows very well that Stark's personality is extremely egoistic, bohemian, and the kind of person who cannot be controlled at all.

At this time, a person with top fighting skills, but a much more stable personality than Stark, and a sense of family belonging is a good thing for the city.

Coulson thought about Wang Zang's information and the relevant procedures for his adoption of Lyanna. There was no missing information, including medical insurance, medical records, and driver's license. Even as a seventh-level agent, he couldn't see anything in this information. The problem is that this is the biggest problem when facing an ordinary person with an ordinary piece of information.

Coulson rubbed his forehead and then smiled. He was able to produce information that he couldn't even detect. Based on his guess, there might be a lot of his own director in it.

Wang Zang didn't pay too much attention to Coulson. After all, there was another matter in front of him.

After Lyanna finished dinner and went to bed, he inserted Coulson's USB flash drive into the computer, and then a screen with the SHIELD logo opened on the screen, rotating, and then a file popped up.

Kingpin, formerly known as Wilson Fisk, has a preliminary muscle mass ratio of 98.3, is proficient in fighting skills, proficient in firearms, has violent tendencies, has a personality analysis, is greedy, and is conceited. He is suspected of being directly connected to twenty U.S. military and political officials, and is suspected of being connected to more than three dozen people. Hundreds of U.S. military and political officials have indirect connections, and are suspected of having direct connections with at least two supernatural organizations. They directly control more than 2000 armed men with guns, control multiple peripheral illegal violent organizations, and are involved in many cases of smuggling, murder, drug trafficking, gambling, etc. The illegal business is related, the threat level is A, and it is not recommended for agents below level 7 to act alone. "

Wang Zang read Jin Bing's information and turned the page backward. It turned out that most of the content behind it was unknown. Except for the photo, which was from the Kingdom's reception three years ago, the location was unknown, family members were unknown, preferences were unknown, etc.

There was a blank, which surprised Wang Zang. Even an organization as pervasive as SHIELD could not grasp Jin Bin's detailed information.

Wang Zang rubbed his forehead and closed his eyes slightly. Jinpin's huge body in the photo appeared in his mind. Just looking at the photo, he could feel the threat. Unexpectedly, it went around in a circle and finally involved Jinpin. This is really not a happy news at all, but fortunately, at least we already know who our opponent is.

Wang Zang looked back and saw a familiar guy with a bullseye tattooed on his head.

"Lester, a professional killer, suspects that he has received rigorous training from a mysterious organization. He has extremely accurate throwing abilities, master-level fighting skills, and is proficient in using darts, cards, marbles and other throwing weapons. He has serious violent tendencies and has Severe self-mutilation tendency, history of paralysis, skeleton modified by xxx metal, mechanical skeleton suspected of weakening throwing ability, strengthening strength, resistance to beating and other physical qualities, threat level b, for his necessary actions, it is not recommended for agents below level 6 to act alone .”

The name of the metal was crossed out, which was obviously the secret Coulson said. On the next page, there was a Greek beauty with a cold face.

"Erica is a Hand killer. She is good at stealth assassination and various ninja weapons. She is suspected of possessing supernatural abilities. She has a serious self-protective personality. It is suspected to be caused by childhood experiences. The threat level is C. It is not recommended for agents below level 5 to act alone."

Although this is the small gift that Coulson said, it is the most important thing to Wang Zang at present. Turning to the next page, Wang Zang was slightly stunned. His appearance and gender were unknown except for a suspicious sentence. There is an introduction to the ability to control other people's actions, but the others are unknown, which made Wang Zang frown slightly in trouble.

There are two possibilities for the unknown information in S.H.I.E.L.D. files. One is that the other party is so secretive that even S.H.I.E.L.D. Likewise, Coulson cannot let outsiders like Wang Zang see that either of these two possibilities is not good news for them.

Then came the Japanese exiled scientist Professor Koyama, the Hand, an assassination group that originated in Japan with a history of nearly a thousand years, and multiple security companies and violent gangs directly controlled by Kingpin.

This information was not long. It took Wang Zang 10 minutes to read it, but it was enough to give him a general understanding of Jinbi's dark empire. Although the enemy was still very powerful, after reading it, he felt a special sense of security. feel.

People are like this. When facing unknown things, they will always be more fearful. But when the monster that threatens them shows its face, the invisible pressure will dissipate a lot in an instant.

While thinking about how to deal with Jin Bin, Wang Zang suddenly remembered something.

It was already close to eleven o'clock in the evening, but Wang Zang still went out in a hurry. He drove a second-hand pickup truck around the city several times before finally driving into a private villa area in Changdao. This villa area was filled with luxury cars. Wang Zang's second-hand pickup truck is extremely conspicuous. If it weren't for Tony Stark's business card, Wang Zang might not even be able to enter the Long Island District.

According to the address on the business card, he found Stark's private villa on Long Island, which occupies a large area. Wang Zang jumped out of the car, walked to the door, rang the doorbell, and knocked on the door hurriedly. It took nearly ten minutes. Minutes later, Stark, wearing light gray silk pajamas and looking unhappy, came to open the door.

His face still showed the anger after being woken up. He looked at Wang Zang standing outside the door and cursed angrily,

"You don't even look at what time it is. If you want to ask me anything, come back tomorrow morning."

After saying that, he was about to close the door, but Wang Zang stopped him with his arm.

"Brother Stark, I'm not just here to prevent you from sleeping. Tell me, have you read the information Coulson provided you?"

These words made some of the anger on Stark's face fade away. Pepo, who was wearing pajamas and slightly messy hair, walked out from behind him with an unnatural blush on her fair face. She looked back and forth between the two with sly eyes. person, then squeezed Stark away, reached out to open the door, and turned sideways

"Wang, it's so late, what information did Coulson, that SHIELD agent, give you?"

Wang Zang shrugged, not paying attention to Stark's angry gaze. He turned around and looked around. After finding nothing unusual, he walked into the room.

Pepper is a smart woman, otherwise she wouldn't be able to keep Stark's work and life in order, so she knows the scale better.

"Peppo, you don't have to pour the wine for him, he will leave soon."

Stark looked at Pepper who was pouring the wine and said unhappily, while Pepper smiled and said goodbye to Wang Zang, and then kissed Stark on the cheek, "Well, I'll go to bed first and spoil you." Leave your thoughts until tomorrow, I will give you enough time to secretly chat about your men."

Stark watched reluctantly as Pepo walked back to the bedroom with light steps, closed the door, and then gritted his teeth and said angrily

"You ruined my whole night. I read the information about the gangster leader and it reassured me a lot. So, you better have important questions, otherwise, I will change my clothes and have a good chat with you."

The gangster leader Stark mentioned was naturally Kingpin. Obadiah carried out many illegal arms transactions behind his back, and Kingpin was the key link in the middle. He saw in Obadiah's transaction records The record of having been to Kingpin, a big American gangster, really put him at ease.

"Stark, you said you wanted to join forces with me, but two days later, the things I wanted were nowhere to be found. I found the key to the problem and came to you first, but you bastard actually went with your Women are romantic, don’t tell me, the famous Tony Stark couldn’t make a battle suit in two days.”

Wang Zang fell asleep slowly and unhappily. He drank the expensive drink in the cup in one gulp, and then unceremoniously filled himself up with Stark's angry eyes.

"Don't underestimate your opponent. Didn't your father tell you? I'm just spending my life playing games with you, a bastard with a stupid head. Those gangsters have no morals at all. Since they will treat Pei Wave Hand, we will never let go of the opportunity to stab the people around us. Since the technology mastered by Kingpin can already mechanize human bones, who knows what else he can come up with. Just wait and see. My style, we have to take the initiative and kill Kingpin before he does it.”

Stark was silent for a few seconds. He raised his head, and the cynical expression on his face became slightly more serious. "I have arranged for Jarvis to enter the federal surveillance system. The gangster leader is hiding deep and I want to find him. It’s going to take some time.”

A hint of cunning flashed in Wang Zang's eyes. He threw an invitation on the table and leaned on the edge of the sofa with his hands. "It's not my style to wait. I like a faster way."

Sitting opposite Wang Zang, Stark frowned when he saw what he threw out. No matter in the East or the West, black is not an auspicious color, especially black invitations.

"Whose invitation is black? Damn it, you came to invite me to the funeral in the middle of the night."

Stark used one finger to slide the invitation card on the table in front of him. Suddenly, a huge and shining letter "k" suddenly disappeared from Stark's face.

Wang Zang smiled warmly, drank the liquid in the cup, and then said

"It seems that you know what this is, so it will be much easier. If Colson hadn't found me, I would have thrown away this piece of paper. In seven days, there will be the King's Reception in New York every three years. As an underground The king of the world, Kingpin, will definitely attend this cocktail party where the underground world divides its interests. Of course, there will be no lack of protection around him, but this is our chance."

Stark took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled it, grinning a bright smile.

"Look, I said that it was a wise thing for me to choose you to cooperate. As long as Kingpin shows up, I have complete confidence in sending him back to hell."

Stark played with the invitation in his hand, his bright eyes sparkling, and he spoke in an extremely confident tone.

"The things you want are supposed to be delivered to your boxing gym tomorrow morning, but since you're already here, take them back by yourself. I spent a lot of time on that thing. You really made a lot of money. I'm a man of my word." people."