Marvel Magic Event Book

Chapter 736 Suit Thug (2nd update)

Salomon understands but does not support it. Vanessa is taking Kingpin's blood debt on her head, and she is looking for death.

She is just an artist. She has never killed anyone, let alone committed a crime. She cannot use a knife or a pistol, and she knows nothing about Wilson Fisk's crimes.They have never had a good talk, and Salomon can see this superficial thinking at a glance. Today's cocktail party is completely Vanessa's wishful thinking. Athena must have noticed this, and then agreed to help this person. A favor for a good friend.The woman said that she made the decision after thinking about it. No matter what the future holds, she plans to face it with him, even if she has to face the condemnation of conscience every minute, and even death cannot separate them.

"Hell has opened the door for me." She said this as if to make herself feel better.

After saying this, Salomon said no more. He nodded politely and pulled Bayonetta away from her compatriots.

Vanessa watched their departing figures being submerged in the crowd, and closed her eyes in pain.In the past, her gallery was only able to open because her good friend Minerva contacted the powerful to patronize her. Otherwise, no one would care about an unknown Italian painter who came to New York to make a living.But she knew that she would never be qualified to step into Minerva's private apartment from now on. This was the last chance to get in touch with the upper class society, and this time she would be able to interact with Salomon and Minerva. There is no connection with the group anymore and no help will be received.For the sake of her partner's view, Vanessa had no choice but to smile and rejoin the reception with a pale face.

If she hadn't known about Wilson Fisk's blood debt before, then at this moment she was unpardonable.

"Are you okay?" Wilson Fisk politely bid farewell to the person he was talking to and walked over to Vanessa.He held Vanessa's back very considerately and asked quietly in her ear.He naturally knew why his partner would forcefully hold a cocktail party despite being ill, so he tried his best to show his charm and be able to talk a few words with anyone of any status, leaving many good impressions on everyone attending the charity auction. .

"I'm tired of this situation. It's not as fun as when we go to the amusement park!" He deliberately imitated the rude accent and swear words of the lower class in a rough voice, making Vanessa raise the corners of her mouth.This gangster godfather who came out of Hell's Kitchen has been struggling in various situations for many years, and he is comfortable even in upper-class social situations. He just said this to make Vanessa happy.It's hard to imagine a man as tall and strong as a mammoth dancing ballet on tiptoes, but if Vanessa is willing to watch, Wilson Fisk wouldn't mind putting on pink shoes and doing a dance.

Vanessa smiled and pulled his collar. She was very satisfied with Wilson Fisk's performance today.She had chosen the diamond lapel pin herself to make Wilson Fisk look elegant.As long as the impression he leaves is good enough, someone will naturally come to discuss business after the cocktail party.The powerful need hyenas to intimidate their rivals and suppress the disaffected, and Wilson Fisk is the blood-stained mop they need.The incident in Hell's Kitchen not long ago has made some people know him and know that he is a gang leader who works steadily and leaves no trace. "I'm afraid we're going to have to put up with this for a few more hours, dear. The charity auction is stinky and long, but we're going to have to be on our best behavior."

"Well, if it's for you, I think I can bear it." Wilson Fisk asked, "Do we really don't need to say hello to the organizer? Wouldn't it be impolite?"

"I just talked to the organizers," she said. "They were very friendly."

"Really, that's good." Wilson Fisk breathed a sigh of relief and put down the malice in his heart.In fact, while Vanessa and Salomon were talking, Wilson Fisk kept glancing at the balcony with his peripheral vision, and naturally saw Vanessa's bad expression after Salomon and Bayonetta left.Before participating in the charity auction, he briefly investigated the background of the organizer, but did not know much information - but now his partner is unwilling to pursue it, and Wilson Fisk cannot continue to talk.He stayed with Vanessa for a few more times before finding an excuse to go to the corner of the rubber band and call his men.Now he is busy enough with things in Hell's Kitchen. His business is frequently interfered with by a masked man. His partner, the Hand, is also not a good person. He is always thinking about getting a piece of the pie. There is also a group of people of unknown origin who directly visit the nursing home. own mother.But even so, he still wanted to investigate the identity of the organizer.

Salomon naturally didn't know what Wilson Fisk was thinking. Even if he knew it, he would sneer and not take it to heart at all.It's nothing more than a criminal group. The goal of the Immortal City when it was founded was the country. Wilson Fisk's power could not even put the files on the table of the internal affairs department. Neither force nor power could pose a threat to the Immortal City.

"You want to see me?" Hearing this voice, Wilson Fisk turned around suddenly and saw Salomon standing at the corner of the fire escape on the upper floor.At some point, he walked there quietly and listened silently to Wilson Fisk giving orders to his men.

"Maybe." Wilson Fisk put the phone back, "I want to know who can have such a status to host such a dinner."

"This dinner is to celebrate Aunt Vanessa's discharge from the hospital." Salomon winked.He stayed purely for the last moment of friendship between Athena and Vanessa, and before that he had sent Joan of Arc and Bayonetta to the hotel room upstairs. "My adoptive mother is friends with Vanessa, so naturally she would help."

Wilson Fisk smiled, and Salomon took his outstretched hand in time.

"She mentioned to me a young Baroque artist, it should be you." Wilson Fisk was a little surprised by the height of the young man in front of him.Before, he was just watching from a distance without any intuitive understanding. Now he could see the muscles bulging under Salomon's suit at a glance, and he felt that he was facing a ferocious beast.

"Wilson Fisk."

"Salomon Damonette. Although I don't understand abstract art very well, I still think Vanessa is a talented painter." Salomon just smiled.Wilson Fisk's childish handshake trick was no match for him. Fortunately, Wilson Fisk only stopped there, otherwise he would have crushed this guy's hand bones here.

"Have you ever practiced boxing?" Since Vanessa was not around, Wilson Fisk took the lead in provoking a heated topic.

Salomon returned a bloody smile. "Unrestricted fighting, life and death," he said, "but I prefer another event."

"what?"

"Shoot." As soon as he finished speaking, a bullet penetrated the glass, grazed Wilson Fisk's scalp and nailed it to the wall.Wilson Fisk subconsciously bent down and retreated to a safe corner, but the mystic stood there very calmly.Wilson Fisk immediately assumed a fighting stance to face the Mystic, and his brain sorted out the situation in an instant.Salomon was covered with layers of white moonlight, and the broken glass on the ground was like stars.

"At least 1000 meters."

"What do you want?" Wilson Fisk calmed down.The bullet just fired was not far from Salomon's head. If Salomon was telling the truth, the person who carried out this 1000-meter sniper attack must be a sharpshooter.He asked himself, if he were put in Salomon's position, even if he trusted the sharpshooter again, he would not let the other party have the opportunity to put his head in the target.

He had never seen anyone so crazy.

"It's just a warning, Wilson Fisk. When you ordered your men to investigate me and my adoptive mother before the banquet, I received the notice immediately." Salomon's voice was almost louder than the crisp sound of glass falling to the ground. Huan Qing said, "Don't try to use the children in the orphanage as bargaining chips. This time it's because of the friendship between my adoptive mother and Vanessa, but it won't necessarily happen next time."

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