Kamen Rider on the road to Marvel

"By the way, what is your new job? It's mysterious."

Suang Gong Aoi looked at Fang Qinming curiously while helping Fang Qinming adjust his asymmetrical collar.

"A very interesting job."

It’s just that you might not like it. Fang Qinming thought to himself.

"Then I'm going."

"Ah."

Picking up the phone, Fang Qinming walked outside the coffee house. As soon as I opened the door of the coffee shop, I saw a Dodge parked on the roadside outside the door waiting for a long time. When I saw Fang Qinming coming out, the driver standing beside the car quickly bent down and helped Fang Qinming open the door. After Fang Qinming got into the car, The driver closed the door and returned to the driving seat.

In the coffee shop, Lisa looked at the back of the Dodge and couldn't help but put down the rag in her hand and asked curiously: "Boss, what kind of job does Mr. Fang do? The salary is so good~"

"I don't know either, but seeing as how energetic he is, it's probably a very interesting job."

"Hmm, boss, how far have you and Mr. Fang progressed?"

Lisa nodded, then suddenly looked at Suzumiya Aoi with an ambiguous look and smiled.

"You are very free, aren't you? A guest is here, why don't you go and take the guest to his seat?"

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On the other side, the driver drove Fang Qinming away from the bustling urban area and into a villa in the suburbs. The car stopped in the garage, and a beautiful waitress came over quickly to help Fang Qinming open the car door.

After Fang Qinming got off the bus, the waitress followed Fang Qinming and said with a smile: "Chief, my name is Maki, and I am the assistant sent by Mr. Xin to handle the trivial matters in your life."

Fang Qinming turned his head and glanced at Maki's beautiful face, nodded, and said with a smile: "Well, your headquarters in New York is much better than I thought. Who believes her?"

"Sir Nobu is coming from another branch. Let me take you to the conference room first."

Under the leadership of Zhenji, Fang Qinming entered the villa. Although there were no guards along the way, the life energy surging in every shadow told Fang Qin that Mingxin had done a good job. After walking around all the way, Maki finally came to a large room in the deepest part of the villa, and stopped with a smile.

"Chief, this is the conference room. I'll wait for you to come out."

Opening the door, Fang Qinming stepped into the room. There were no windows in the room, and the light was very dark. There was only a black skull-shaped throne placed in the spacious space. The walls were dotted with scattered fireworks. A clean red carpet was spread from the door to the innermost skeleton throne. The door closed automatically, and the empty room suddenly seemed extremely quiet.

Fang Qinming walked across the red carpet and sat on the Skeleton Throne, leaning on the backrest and crossing his legs comfortably. Thinking of yesterday's attempt on the TO system, Fang Qinming suddenly had some new and sexy ideas in his mind.

"squeak-"

After a while, the door was pushed open again, and Xin walked in from the outside wearing a black dress. He walked all the way to Fang Qinming and knelt down on one knee.

"See Chief."

Looking at Xin's somewhat pale face, Fang Qinming estimated that she had spent the whole night transforming her hands and meeting ninjas. He made a gesture to ask her to stand up, and then asked with interest: "Tell me about your hand and meeting."

Xin stood up from the ground, sorted out his words and then said: "The Hand is the largest ninja killer group in Neon Country. It mainly makes money from drug trafficking. The five leaders are Alexandra, Botu, Sowanda, Murakami and Mrs. Gao you killed.”

"So there are still four people who need to be dealt with in the Hand Conference."

"Well, I guess they will soon receive the news of Mrs. Gao's death. I will have a way to get them all to come to the United States by then."

As she spoke, she glanced at Fang Qinming again with her legs crossed. In her mind, Mrs. Gao, who had mastered the qi she learned from Kunlun, was already one of the strongest people in the world. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Gao would not be able to do anything in Fang Qinming's hands. She couldn't survive the round, not to mention that Fang Qinming also had the means to make people stronger, which strengthened her determination to join Fang Qinming. She has always been a person with equal emphasis on ambition and ability, otherwise she would not have been accepted as a disciple by Murakami, nor would Mrs. Gao have brought her to the United States for help.

"Okay, then I'll leave it to you. By the way, why are you and Mrs. Gao coming to the United States?"

"Alexandra formed an alliance with Wilson Fisk, while Mrs. Gao and I acted as intermediaries and also came to New York to spread power into the United States."

"Fisk, Kingpin, the underground emperor of New York? It seems that the Hand and the Union are stronger than I thought. That's it. When those four people have news, please send me a message. You can leave."

Suddenly thinking of the sexy idea he had just thought of, Fang Qinming quickly stopped the letter; "By the way, ask someone to help me make some knives. I will send the drawings to Maki later."

"Ok."

After Xin left, silence returned to the conference room again. Fang Qinming looked at the flickering candlelight on the wall and gradually fell into deep thought.

When did he become so cold-blooded, killing people indifferently, and letting his subordinates continue to commit crimes indifferently.

Memories of the past keep popping up in my mind.

The indifference when killing people for the first time

In order to complete the mission, he indifferently shot the stranger who begged him for mercy.

In fact, Xiuka still had an impact on himself. It successfully tore off the hypocritical mask he had carved since childhood and allowed himself to recognize his selfish nature.

Taking back his random thoughts, Fang Qinming stood up and walked out of the conference room. Opening the door, Maki stood outside the door with a smile. When he saw Fang Qinming coming out, he asked gently: "Chief, do you want to take a rest?"

"can."

Under the leadership of Maki, Fang Qinming came to a Japanese teahouse. The servant promptly brought tea sets and snacks. While the servant was pouring tea, Fang Qinming asked Maki: "Do you have any motorcycles that no one has driven here?"

Although he can drive a car, a Kamen Rider who doesn't like motorcycles has no soul. Many days have passed since Fang Qinming's car was destroyed. The body of the car was probably dismantled by a passing homeless man for scrap metal. Take it and sell it. Taking advantage of the opportunity now, Fang Qinming plans to get a new car.

"No, but you can see which one you like, and I can have someone send it to you."

As he spoke, Maki took a tablet from the servant's hand and clicked it a few times before handing it to Fang Qinming. Fang Qinming took the tablet and looked at it, and found that it was full of pictures of motorcycles that could be bought in New York.

"This operation is possible."

Fang Qinming's originally depressed mood suddenly rose, and he looked through the pages with interest. Maki, who was standing nearby, saw this and silently wrote on his tablet: I love motorcycles.

After flipping through it for a while, Fang Qinming locked the tablet on a picture and handed it to Maki.

"Just this one, let them deliver it to my place tomorrow."

After sitting and drinking tea for a while, Fang Qinming saw that the sky was getting dark, so he had someone take him back to the coffee house.