Marvel: Start with the Eight Wonders

It snowed all night yesterday, and it seemed like the whole of New York was covered in a layer of silver.

Qing Huai was a little surprised by Jin Bing's invitation, because it meant that Jin Bing had discovered that Tomb Stone had changed his mind.

Have you discovered it a long time ago?Or did you just discover it not long ago?

Qing Huai didn't know, and didn't really want to know.

The place Jin Bin agreed on was a restaurant, and Qing Huai came through the snow when night fell.

When passing downstairs of the restaurant, Qing Huai saw a man standing next to a black luxury car. The man had a bullseye-like scar on his forehead and was playing with a delicate dagger in his hand.

The man and Qing Huai looked at each other, with some arrogance and disdain in their eyes.

Qinghuai smiled silently and climbed up the stairs.

The first thing Qing Huai saw after entering the restaurant on the second floor was the tombstone. This black man with albinism stood next to Jin Bin with his head lowered, serving him.

There were only Jin Bin and his men in the Nuo Da restaurant. It was obvious that the place was booked by the underworld emperor.

There is also a special waiter playing the violin nearby, and the sound is beautiful.

When Qing Huai walked to the door, two men in suits reached out to stop him and wanted to search him, but Jin Bin stopped him, "No, let him in."

Qing Huai walked in, looked at the man who looked similar to the original image, and slowly approached.

Jin Bin put down the knife and fork in his hand, wiped the corners of his mouth with a napkin, then stood up and shook hands with Qing Huai with a smile, "You are much younger than I thought. What do you call me?"

"Qing." Qing Huai reported a surname.

"Please take a seat." Jin Bing greeted Qing Huai to take a seat with a smile.

This underworld emperor is also different from Qing Huai's imagination.

After all, Qinghuai's ideas about Jin Bin all come from the memories of his previous life and the memories he got from the tombstone. Now that he can see it with his own eyes, Qinghuai feels that this guy looks like Maitreya Buddha compared to the tyrannical underworld emperor.

From the moment we met until now, the smile on this guy's face has never dropped.

After Qing Huai sat across from Jin Bing, a waiter came over with a menu.

"I'm not hungry." Qing Huai smiled and looked around, "Give a portion to each of the brothers who are standing. They are also working hard."

Hearing this, the waiter who obviously knew Jin Bing's identity was so frightened that his hands were unsteady. He glanced at Jin Bing tremblingly. Jin Bing was not angry at all in the face of the provocation. Instead, he responded to Qing Huai's words, " What Mr. Qing said makes sense, let’s do it.”

The waiter then walked over to several gang members with a menu in hand.

"Lonnie, go take a look too." Qing Huai raised his head and ordered to the tombstone.

Tombstone didn't expect his hidden boss to be so direct. He wondered why the two bosses should also do superficial work for each other.

But thinking about the boss's strength, Tombstone understood.

After glancing at Kingpin, the latter still showed no displeasure, but nodded.

Tombstone knew that the two bosses wanted to talk alone, so he left directly to eat nearby.

Jin Bin glanced at the floor-to-ceiling window next to him, holding the wine glass and said: "This restaurant was recommended to me by my wife. We first met here. She liked the steak here very much, and I bought it later. Disguised as a restaurant owner and struck up a conversation with her..."

Qing Huai sat quietly opposite Jin Bin, listening to Jin Bin tell his love story, from meeting his wife, to getting married, to having children.

It was as if the two were old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, telling each other their interesting experiences over the years.

"I say this to tell you that I have indeed planned to retire a long time ago." Jin Bing said: "I have a complete and happy family, and I am tired of the life of licking blood from the edge of a knife. If the time is right, , I am willing to put down everything in my hands and find a small town to live a retirement life.”

Kingpin said, the smile on his face suddenly began to fade, "But it wasn't some young boy who came from nowhere who kicked me off."

At this moment, the mafia emperor showed his majesty.

Qing Huai watched Jin Bing's face change. He was calm and smiled lightly, "Does Mr. Fisk think this thing can kill me?"

Qinghuai reached under the table, picked up the hanging tablecloth, and saw the bomb placed under the table.

The tombstone not far away widened his eyes when he saw this. He came here with Jin Bin, but he didn't know when this thing was installed. Was it arranged by the guy downstairs in advance?

"I know you are a super human."

Jin said unhurriedly: "Lonnie has been with me for so long. I know what kind of person he is. He may betray me, but it won't be like this. Mr. Qing, you have controlled his attitude towards me." Bar?"

Qing Huai raised his eyebrows. Jin Bin's success in achieving his current status was not all due to brute force.

Qing Huai immediately did not answer Jin Bing's question. He could see the man standing downstairs playing with a dagger through the glass. He said calmly: "Since Mr. Fisk can guess that I control Lonnie, he should I can also guess another possibility..."

Qing Huai leaned forward, stared at Jin Bing and said, "As long as I want, I can control you and the guy downstairs."

Jin Bin's expression changed slightly again, and his pupils shrank slightly.

Qinghuai smiled and said, "Even so, Mr. Fisk is still willing to ask me to meet, so he doesn't mean to use force with me, right?"

Jin Bin stared at Qing Huai, and suddenly laughed again. His palm, which was more than twice the size of an ordinary person, stretched down, pulled out the bomb and threw it on the table, "I'm just saying, this The gadgets can’t even fool me!”

Qing Huai said nothing, he was waiting for Jin and explained to him the real intention of asking him to come tonight.

After Kingpin dropped the bomb casually like a toy, he stood up and stood in front of the window with a cigar in his mouth and his hands behind his back.

The neon lights outside the window are shining, and the music of the piano is melodious.

Kingpin took off the cigar and exhaled a long breath of smoke, "Mr. Qing, can you tell me who you are? Let me know what other great people have appeared on the road recently."

"Who am I?" Qinghuai leaned on the metal seat and raised one leg, seeming to be thinking, but also reminiscing.

Identity?

He really has a lot of things now...

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