In Marvel's Kamen Rider Chronicles

Tony doubted his ears: "I'm sorry, what did you say?"

Castine looked at Tony with a smile: "After putting on that suit, didn't Mr. Tony go to the Middle East to fight crime?"

"uh-huh."

Castine leaned back on the sofa chair, crossed her legs, and put her hands together on her knees: "I like Mr. Tony's jealous character very much. And I happen to hate Hell's Kitchen in New York, so I have long wanted to go with him. Mr. Tony, let’s have a good chat.”

Tony: "What are we talking about?"

Castine crossed her legs and hugged her knees with her hands and spoke softly: "Mr. Tony, what do you think of Hell's Kitchen? What's the difference between it and Devil's City?"

Tony pursed his lips and raised his glass. He seemed to be thinking about the problem, but in fact, his attention was entirely focused on his headset.

"I didn't find anything here, Harry, where are you?" Gwen's voice came.

"No, are Peter and Pepper really here?"

Tony retracted his attention, swallowed the drink, and then shrugged: "Wow, it depends on what you are talking about. Although Hell's Kitchen has a bad reputation, one thing I have to admit is that this area There are too many frustrated people in New York who are unwilling to leave the central area of ​​New York, let alone live in Hell's Kitchen for the rest of their lives. This place is a springboard for them.

The difference between Hell's Kitchen and Devil's City is that Hell's Kitchen is filled with ordinary people who are unhappy but have not chosen to degenerate into monsters? "

Castine hummed and nodded: "A very pertinent evaluation, and as I expected, it is the understanding of a rich man like you, Mr. Tony."

Tony continued: "Madam, is this question you asked me related to what you just said about erasing Hell's Kitchen?"

Castine shrugged: "No, of course not, I just want to know why Mr. Stark, who was born rich and superior, but is willing to go to the Middle East to fight crime, turns a blind eye to the filth under his nose in New York. .

Now I understand, that’s what you think, Mr. Tony. "

Tony: "What's the problem?"

Castine shook her head: "No problem. After all, Mr. Tony is from New York, not from Hell's Kitchen."

Tony:? ? ? "Does it make any difference?"

Castine chuckled: "Let me tell Mr. Tony a story. Twenty years ago, there was a little girl."

-

On rainy nights, the dirty sewers of Hell's Kitchen still exude the stench as always. In the last few years of the 20th century, the Ugly Country ushered in a carnival.

Because the red giant on the other side of him fell, his body was cut into pieces, and the entire Ugly Kingdom was engaged in a crazy scramble for profits.

Countless people in New York become rich overnight every day. They come in and out of high-end shopping malls in New York. The opportunity for Hell's Kitchen to develop and grow was after the economic crisis. But now, normal people will no longer come to Hell's Kitchen.

As for the gangs here, in order to survive, they either choose to expand to other areas of New York, or they can only annex other people.

In order to maintain their position, these people will do anything.

The Godfather of Hell's Kitchen tried to take this path of expansion before, but the consequence is that now there is no Godfather in Hell's Kitchen, only the top ten gangsters.

The gangsters who live with their own base have either been swallowed up, or are being swallowed up.

The gangs who are still here have only one way to go: annex other gangs.

As long as one is annexed, one's own territory can be expanded, and those addicts can only consume on their own territory.

Nothing could be worse for little Castine.

On this rainy night, she sat on the bus stop with no buses coming and going, watching the rain dripping in front of her. There was no confusion on her little face, only numbness.

"Kingpin's request is not too much. His godfather has passed away, and his family has fled back to Italy. We must find a new spokesperson, otherwise it will be difficult for us to intervene again in Hell's Kitchen."

"I don't agree. Kingpin is not the strongest. The black brotherhood on Hal's side is even stronger. Moreover, Hal is a mutant and very powerful. I don't think Kingpin can compare with him." Hal."

"Robert also has several powerful characters. It is rumored that he is the white glove of the military and politicians in Hell's Kitchen. His equipment is the best, and we can cooperate with him."

That night, Anne Frank, who had just arrived in Hell's Kitchen and negotiated a cooperation intention with the gangs here, was unable to finalize a partner because the gangs here were not in harmony with each other. I walked past this bus stop in a hurry.

After passing here, Annie stopped and turned to look at the girl under the bus stop.

"Child, where are your parents?"

Young and beautiful, her eyes exuded a lively light. When Castine saw Anne for the first time, she was attracted by the light in Anne's eyes.

This is not what the eyes see in Hell's Kitchen.

It's impossible for a native of Hell's Kitchen to have eyes like this.

"Father asked me to wait for him here."

"."

"Do you know where your father is?"

Annie looked at the little girl and her voice became softer.

"I know, he went to fight with other people." What the little girl said surprised Annie.

Anne and her female subordinates looked at each other for a few times. A woman with gauze tied on her head who looked a little injured said: "Miss Anne, you and Advisor Carter are discussing the cooperation between SHIELD and Devil City. The meeting is less than half an hour away and we need to get back as soon as possible.”

Anne was silent for a long time, then took out her phone and dialed the number: "Sister Carter, I have something to do here temporarily. Can our meeting be postponed to tomorrow? Well, okay, thank you, Sister Carter, for understanding~"

Then, she knelt down and said to the little girl: "Then, can I wait with you for your father?"

Little Castine nodded.

Afterwards, as Anne expected, the little girl's father did not come back.

And Annie also learned from the information investigated by her subordinates that little Castine's father had died in a gang fight.

"Child, I have something to tell you." Anne looked at little Castine, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke.

What she never expected was that little Castine turned to look at Anne and said, "Sister, tell me, my father abandoned me, right?"

Anne looked at little Castine blankly, and little Castine said to Anne seriously: "My father just abandoned me, he didn't die, he just abandoned me."

The rain that had been falling all night suddenly stopped, and the dark night ended. The first ray of morning light had already shone on the girl's face.

"Well, your father is not dead, he just abandoned you and lived his own life."

-

".I deeply sympathize with your experience." That's all Tony could say.