The Marvel Travels of the Beast God General

"Mr. Joseph Harrow, thank you for your answer. To express my gratitude, I will put a plastic skull on you."

Justin had a smile on his lips, and there was a hint of joking in his tone.

As soon as she finished speaking, the steel soldier on the side stepped forward and scanned the top of Hammerhead's head with a laser. The 3D printer on the table also started working, and a plastic skull appeared.

Then, the steel soldier picked up the plastic skull and gently placed it on the top of Hammerhead's head.

Justin turned to look at Yin Fanwanke, who had a leisurely look on his face and was playing with the birds, and said to him.

"Uncle Yin Fan, please throw the hammer at the door of the police station."

When Yin Fanwanke heard this, he glanced at Hammerhead who had fainted. Then, he put the birdcage back in his hand, controlled the steel soldier to pick up the hammer and walked out of the laboratory.

Seeing that they had left the laboratory, Justin controlled the cloak and teleported himself back to Hammer Manor.

Death Girl, who was dealing with Knox's files in the manor, glanced at Justin who suddenly appeared very blankly. It seems that she has become accustomed to Justin with his crimson cloak being able to appear elusively everywhere.

Death Girl asked in a low voice while flipping through the documents in her hand.

"Is today's operation going well?"

With an excited expression on his face, Justin sat down next to Death Girl and told her tonight's actions like a machine gun.

"Yuriko, there will definitely be news about the Master of Justice on the front page tomorrow..."

"However, I learned a nickname from Hammerhead, Kingpin. According to him, this Kingpin is the emperor of the underworld."

When Death Girl heard what Justin said, she immediately knew that the man behind the attack on Knox might be the underworld emperor.

"Miss Justin, what are you going to do?"

Justin thought for a moment and found that he only knew such a name, but other than that, he didn't know anything else.

"Yuriko, you may need to collect some information about Jinbin. At present, we don't know anything about the situation, so we can only defend passively for the time being."

Death Girl nodded and said that she would collect information next. However, her expression was slightly unwilling, and she felt that being so passive was not her style.

"But, Miss Justin, is there really nothing we can do?"

Justin was affected by Death Girl's unwilling expression, and felt a little unwilling in his heart. She quickly used her brain to think of countermeasures.

"Perhaps, we can use the identity of Master of Justice. Next, I will let Master of Justice focus on Hell's Kitchen and fight against the illegal activities of these gangs."

"Kingpin's underworld alliance tied the Hell's Kitchen gangsters to their chariots through profits. If the interests of these gangs are seriously damaged, they may be able to help us force Kingpin out."

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"Recently, a new superhero team appeared in New York, the Masters of Justice. Their first performance was to send the Hammerhead gang of Hell's Kitchen to the police station..."

"Master of Justice, are they transvestites, or do they have ulterior motives..."

"Because of the appearance of Master of Justice, the gangs in Hell's Kitchen have suffered huge losses. According to information revealed by the 3th Bureau, in recent times, they have harvested drugs worth US$ million..."

"boom!"

A gorgeous cane smashed the TV that was playing the news, and everyone in the room remained silent for fear that the fat man holding the cane would slap him with a stick.

"Damn it! Master of Justice! Are those gangsters eating food? But there are only five transvestites, and they can't solve it?"

Wilson Fisk's roar resounded throughout the room, and his men all trembled and lowered their heads. Only one person sat aside nonchalantly and looked at the scene in front of him with a smile.

"Bullseye! Do you have any dissatisfaction with me?"

Wilson Fisk was relatively tolerant of capable subordinates. He suppressed the anger in his heart and asked in a low voice Bullseye, the only one at the scene who was not afraid of him.

"Master Fisk, you are overthinking it. I just think those gangsters in Hell's Kitchen are too incompetent. We might as well take this opportunity to swallow them up."

The handsome white man wearing gold-rimmed glasses suddenly raised his head and interrupted.

"Lord Fisk, the chance of us annexing them is too small. These gangs are spreading rumors that the Master of Justice is retaliating against them for destroying the Pillars of Heaven. And this mission was assigned by us. If we take action at this time , it’s hard not to let them think that we are trying to punish them.”

Wilson Fisk listened to his analysis and pondered. Soon, Wilson Fisk realized that maybe this was indeed a game, but it was aimed at himself.

"Well, Wesley, you are right. If I take action at this time, it will be easy for those gangsters to unite. However, we cannot let the matter of Master of Justice go unchecked. You cooperate with Bullseye and set up a trap to force them to come out."

Wesley replied quickly.

"No problem, Lord Fisk. However, I hope you will let me notify the gangs to act together."

Wilson Fisk pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"Okay, you can go to this regular meeting instead of me. You can do whatever you want. I only want one result, the corpses of Master Justice!"

Bullseye was a little dissatisfied when he saw that he had to obey Wesley's orders again, and he yelled at Wilson Fisk.

"Master Fisk, no way, you want me to obey the orders of this coward?"

Wilson Fisk looked at the target with eyes full of anger, but he still suppressed his anger and said.

"Complete this mission and get double bonus!"

Bullseye immediately beamed and raised his hand to make a nondescript military salute.

"No problem! I will definitely follow Willis's arrangements!"

As night fell, the sound of quarrels in twos and threes came from an abandoned warehouse owned by Willis.

All the prominent gang bosses in Hell's Kitchen gathered here, seemingly arguing about something.

Wesley, who was sitting in the main seat, had a headache as he looked at Mr. Film and Water Viper arguing below, but he was helpless. He understood that he was able to sit here unharmed because of everyone's awe of Jin Bin and the somewhat crazy Bullseye behind him.

"Everyone, please be quiet. I am here to assign tasks to you on behalf of Mr. Kingpin today! If you have any conflicts to resolve, you can do whatever you want after I finish talking!"

Wesley yelled unbearably.

After hearing what he said, Mr. Negative and Water Viper tacitly stopped arguing, but they looked at him with slight disdain.

Wesley didn't pay attention to their looks, but continued to speak.

"Recently, the so-called Master of Justice has caused you all to suffer huge losses. In order to help you regain your face, Mr. Kingpin decided to let Bullseye and I help you deal with these transvestites!"