The five thousand year old girl of Meiman

"It seems that sometimes the appearance of some mice can bring us good results." Fisk looked at Diana who disappeared and showed a smile.

The Hand's high-profile actions apparently led him to a superhero who had been waiting quietly.And this hero is just because their battle affected civilians, otherwise he would most likely still live his own life.

"Everyone, I hope you won't use any crooked ideas." Fisk glanced around at the black bosses left behind. "Don't provoke that one easily. After all, she is not a street hero."

Listening to Fisk's words, all the black bosses were also frightened. No one wanted to become a puddle of flesh and blood oil painting.

Soon, all kinds of luxury cars drove out of Hell's Kitchen, and everyone who left had a solemn look on their face.

That woman put them all on the guillotine, and whether the guillotine fell or not was entirely up to her.

Back in the Fisk Building, sitting behind his desk, Fisk loosened the collar of his shirt so that he could breathe a sigh of relief.

That woman's sense of oppression was so breathtaking.

But that face always gave him an inexplicable familiarity.

"Oh! What's wrong with my boss?" The man with the crosshair tattooed on his forehead was sitting on the sofa playing playing cards in his hand. "Did Youwei make my boss angry? Do you want me to go..." Bullseye He scratched his throat with his hand.

Fisk did not speak, but looked at the plan on his desk with a heavy expression. To be precise, it was a photo in the plan.

"Diana Prince..." Fisk looked at the face full of tenderness, and he was sure that this was the one today.Now he finally understood where that sense of familiarity came from.

"Boss, I have to say that this girl is really great." Bullseye touched her at some point.

"Tomorrow, go to the Metropolitan Museum." Fisk closed the plan book. "By the way, I will notify the Hand to cease the war. I will have a good talk with them tomorrow night."

The last words couldn't help but contain a strong murderous intent.

"0K, you are the boss and I listen to you." Bullseye looked at the photo again with regret, feeling sorry for the woman who was targeted by Kingpin.

On the cover of the plan book was the Metropolitan Museum of Art Charity Night. Fisk's original plan, but it had to be postponed because of the Hand, also gave Fisk another chance to recognize Diana. Opportunity.

On the other hand, Diana, who had returned home, had already taken a good bath and came to the living room wrapped in a bath towel. Her curvy figure was clearly visible.But it's a pity that no one can see this beautiful scenery.

He took out a bowl of ice cream from the refrigerator and sat on the sofa.

When I turn on the TV, I just want to watch a soap opera and eat delicious ice cream, but obviously this is impossible.

That figure on the TV passing by, Diana knew very well that it was herself.Why would someone be so bored taking pictures of the sky?

It was a short video of a red figure flying across Brooklyn.You can also hear the photographer in the video repeatedly shouting "Oh, it's so embarrassing!"

It was later confirmed that the video did not have any special effects and was fake.

The host on the TV stared at the camera with stern eyes: "Obviously, our government or military is hiding something from us. That thing is definitely not a drone. Now I hope they can answer us, what are they hiding? "

Diana was a little distressed. She had never thought that this kind of problem would arise. After all, she had never concealed her identity in the original world, but the feeling of being treated as an unknown creature was really not good.

Even the ice cream in my hand no longer tastes good.

Looking at the ice cream in her hand and the TV, Diana shook her head.

The ice cream is more important. If someone lets this thing melt, it will not taste good.

Thinking about it, I started eating ice cream again.

"It's so delicious!" A satisfied expression appeared on her beautiful face.

While Diana was enjoying the delicious food, SHIELD on the other side was in a state of panic.

Nick Fury stared at the news being broadcast with a deep expression.

"Who can tell me why someone was able to capture this video?" Nick Fury turned to look at his intelligence team, "Damn it! Why don't we know Diana's movements?"

The agent in the intelligence team who played with bees during working hours came out: "Sorry, Sir. At that time, Diana may have discovered that we were still monitoring her every move, so I could only urgently transfer the satellite detection."

As he spoke, the agent showed the footage of Diana on the rooftop, seemingly looking directly at the satellite.

Seeing this scene, Nick Fury couldn't help but feel nervous. The oppressive feeling of his gaze was too strong.He waved his hand and let them go out.

"What about public opinion now?" an assistant on the side reminded.

Nick Fury tapped his fingers on the table and pondered: "What do you think of the newly invented bionic robot?"

The assistant was a little surprised because he did not expect the director to ask him, but he still expressed his thoughts: "I think it is better to let the mutants reappear in the public eye and let everyone think that the figure is a mutant."

To be honest, Nick Fury didn't think of this method, but if mutants reappear in this way, the first people who will be upset are probably the big bosses in Congress.

The mutant chaos of the last century really made these big men sufficiently hostile to mutants.

Now there are only about a few dozen people left.

Nick Fury stopped asking the assistant, and he finally made a decision.

Now he has to face the inquiries from the five big bosses.

When the sunshine of a new day wakes up all the sleeping people, the morning news on TV also begins to play.

First, a military spokesman talked eloquently at the press conference.

The core point of everything is that the humanoid that appeared in Brooklyn, New York yesterday was the military testing new individual combat equipment.

In short, in one sentence, we have never hidden anything from you, it’s just that you have too much imagination.

You said it was a mutant.But since the beginning of the new century, haven't mutants been cured?

There is no Sentinel Project in this world, but the government has also developed so-called therapeutic agents that can eliminate mutant genes.

Diana just looked at the spokesperson on the TV indifferently, not knowing why everyone was covering up the various super humans appearing in today's society.

Perhaps only the man who is still trapped in the cave can open the curtain of the real superhero world.

Diana went to the Metropolitan Museum as usual.

But today's museum is obviously different, that is, the burly man in a white suit.

Fisk came here early in the morning, waiting for Miss Diana Prince.

"Good morning, sir." Diana had a gentle smile on her face, and she was exactly the same person as the murderer who turned people into oil paintings yesterday.

Diana didn't care at all that Fisk could find her. How could a local gangster in New York not find her?

"Good morning, I'm Wilson Grant Fisk." Fisk held out his broad palm.

Diana did not refuse, and her white palms that could easily crush steel looked a bit small in Fisk's big hands.

"Diana Prince."

Both of them made a tacit agreement not to mention what happened yesterday.

But everything is tacit.

The two walked into the museum side by side, and the people around them were also stopped by the bodyguards brought by Fisk.

"I made an appointment with Mrs. Gao of the Hand to negotiate tonight, Miss Wonder Woman." Fisk and Diana stood in front of Henry II's knight's helmet.This is what I decided to call yesterday because her image was too similar to WW in the comic. What's more, it's impossible to even have the same name, and she suddenly appeared in New York 13 years ago.

13 years, no signs of aging...

When Fisk looked at Diana.

Diana's gentle voice reached Fisk's ears: "Call me Diana or Miss Prince."

"Okay, Diana."