When I transform into Marvel, I also want to be the overlord

Marion is a small boss in the 39th block of Hell's Kitchen. When Frank was still there, he controlled the hemp business in the nearby area.

His status is not high, and he can't get high-end goods like flour and ice, and he doesn't have the guts to get these things in Frank's territory. Life is neither good nor bad. Sometimes even if he is caught by the police, he will be released quickly because the crime is not serious.

Now that Frank is dead, Marion's mind has become active. He is very self-aware of his position as the overlord of the New York underworld and doesn't think twice about it.

Marion's goal is simple, to sell flour on 39th Street

In the past, not only 39th Street, but the entire Manhattan, and even the entire New York flour business were run by people appointed by Frank.

Frank can allow second-rate dealers to buy goods from him, but he is absolutely prohibited from smuggling goods from outside New York. That is his prerogative as the overlord of the underworld.

Marion is also a very smart man. He was able to be released on bail within a few days after being caught selling hemp. If someone is caught selling flour, he will be imprisoned for decades or even hundreds of years.

So he would rather be a street bully and monopolize the hemp business in this neighborhood than lick the leftovers left by Frank.

But now the situation is completely different. With Frank's death, the Frank Gang is also in a state of disintegration.

In fact, the situation should not have changed so quickly. The main reason was that Frank died too cowardly.

This completely destroyed the majestic and domineering reputation Frank had established, and even caused people to look down upon the Frank Gang.

So all kinds of temptations came one after another to find the remaining members of the Frank Gang. What is surprising is that the Frank Gang does not seem to be the former underworld overlord. It seems that the Frank Gang, which was originally strict in rules and powerful, is just a big parallel import.

Although Marion didn't know that this was due to the intervention of another giant crocodile, he knew that his opportunity had come.

He is already a local snake on 39th Street. As long as he kills a few more competitors, he will own the whole neighborhood’s luxury goods business.

When the time comes, contact a few flour sources in Mexico, and a lot of green and beautiful knives will fall into your pocket like rain. With a large amount of money, it is easy to bribe the police or expand the territory.

And this is also the apparent process of making a fortune for the underworld overlord Frank.

Maybe he can become Frank II, no, it should be Marion I

With this thought, Marion began to recruit troops.

But when he actually started to implement this plan, he discovered that his small vault was empty enough for rats to escape. The original little brother was peddling hemp grass, but if he really let them go to the streets to fight, they probably wouldn't even be able to hold a gun.

Just when he was getting angry, he suddenly thought of his "little lover", a black boy from high school.

He once wanted those students to help him sell hemp grass, but who knew that the hemp grass was confiscated and destroyed by the school within a few days. It was at that time that Marion awakened to his true nature. After that night, he had a deeper "intersection" with the dark and muscular young man.

So, after some "communication", Marion decided to recruit student soldiers

Tonight is the day when those student soldiers gather. Tonight is the time for the war to begin

But Marion waited around at the agreed place, but no one came, not even one of his "own people".

In desperation, Marion had to take a few younger brothers to find his own man, Pinas.

As soon as Marion walked downstairs of an abandoned apartment, he met Pinas' friend Maurice.

"Maurice, stop here and let me ask you, where is Pinas? I've been waiting for him for a long time today. Why haven't I seen him come?"

Morris, who once blocked President Maya's road, had seen Marion a long time ago, and originally wanted to keep his head down and fool him. Who knew that this gangster leader's eyes were so sharp that he recognized him immediately.

Hearing his question at this moment, Maurice felt nervous and said hurriedly: "Boss Marion, don't be anxious. Don't be anxious. Pinas is at home. You can still go up and see now."