Transform Into the Marvel World

It was the first time that Wanda saw this kind of plain scene in the city. She felt that her soul had been shocked, and she wanted to go and take a look.

Daisy had nothing to do, they got out of the car and walked slowly along the street.

Wanda offered flowers in front of a picture of an aunt, and after watching it for a while, she could feel the sadness of those family members, but this sadness was far away from her.

Stayed in place for a while, then walked out of the crowd and told Daisy of their own experience: "They love their family very much..."

"Who doesn't love your family? May they rest in heaven..." Marvel is a broken land, ordinary people really need luck to survive. Daisy thought about it, and she was stunned in the middle of it. .

What religion should Wanda believe in? According to the blood of her father Magneto, she should be a Jew, right? Or even Lorna?

Should I follow their blood habit, or go wild? Happy Hanukkah? It's weird to think of.

This question was quickly left behind, Magneto was sowing all over the world, he didn't care, what he was thinking about.

Along the way, many people’s houses were turned into rubble. Some families were killed, and some survived one or two people. They posted photos of the victims on the steps at the door of their homes, surrounded by candles and yellow and white carnations. Neatly, no matter whether they knew each other or not, everyone lowered their voices to see off the victims.

Places with good public security still have a somewhat solemn atmosphere, but some places with poor public security are not so satisfactory. As night falls, criminal activities that are ten times more rampant than before have begun.

They rushed into the homes of those residents and took away their last little food, or ran into the convenience store in groups, took whatever they saw, and shot directly when they encountered resistance.

The sound of gunfire and sirens became a feature of New York night.

Should I do something? Seeing this scene, Daisy asked herself, but she thought for a long time and didn't know what she should do. Let alone her, even in Washington, Lincoln could not get up from the coffin.

The alien invasion broke the balance between the original classes, the previous crimes re-emerged, and even many honest people with pistols took to the streets. They had nothing but plundered others and obtained the supplies they needed urgently.

The best way now is to impose a curfew, everyone stays at home, and the army takes to the streets to maintain law and order. The idea is good, but Daisy knows that it is unrealistic and the national conditions of the United States do not allow it.

There can be curfews in West Africa, as well as in New Guinea, but not in the United States, and New York, which has a population of tens of millions, is even worse.

She can only think of other ways. If official means are not available, she will use unofficial means.

Driving into the familiar Hell's Kitchen, circling around to Jinbing's base camp, the sign in front of the gate indicated that this was the United Construction Company that made her very uncomfortable.

The car parked in the distance, telling Wanda to wait for a while, she closed the car door and walked in.

Not going to talk nonsense with these rough guys at the door, she bent the visible light around her body and walked in under the eyelids of a few people.

Jin Bin's subordinates seem to be three points better than the gangs in the city. Well-trained is one aspect, but dare to fight is another.

She walked all the way to Jin Bin, a room of staff and Jin who was reading did not find her, Daisy lifted her invisibility, and lightly stepped on the floor with her heels, making a "boom."

"Who!" Seeing a big living person in the air, a bunch of younger brothers hurriedly raised their pistols, and the distant bullseye took out a dagger from his arms, and made a dagger with his wrists. The act of preparing to throw.

Although their movements are not as exaggerated as a snail in Daisy's eyes, they are not as fast. The speed of the bull's eye is pretty good. In Daisy's view, this guy's throwing skills have exceeded the human limit.

Daisy ignored the numerous pistols. Although they were not at the level of Magneto, these guns could not fire at all if she was prepared.

She looked at Jin Bin, this guy is really strong, two meters tall and more than two hundred kilograms in weight, standing there like a thick wall.

At 1.77 meters tall, she is considered tall among women, but against Jin Bin's height, Daisy is a lot shorter, and she chooses to sit down and talk.

"Mr. Fisk? Or is it called Mr. Jin Bin?" She ignored the muzzles around her and asked politely.

Jin Hing waved his hands to indicate that it was all right, and told them all to go down.

Until the bullseye closed the door, he said in a low voice: "Ms. Johnson is not enjoying your luxury villa. Come to me?"

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Half an hour later, the bullseye was worried about Jin Bin's safety and pushed open the door and found that Daisy had been walking for a long time. Apart from the faint fragrance of the room, there was no evidence that outsiders had been here before.

King ignored the bullseye, he sat on the sofa thinking.

"Is that guy here to beat us?" The bullseye had guessed Daisy's purpose.

It's a pity that Jin also shook his head: "She wants to support our batch of advanced weapons from Hanmer's military industry to unify the New York underworld."

This answer made the bullseye stunned for a while. He is also a very smart person. After a little thought, he knew that this was unusual: "What is her condition? Give up the population business or the laundry powder business?"

Jin Bin still shook his head: "She does not allow us to bribe police and government personnel."

"Gone?"

"Gone."

The bullseye thought about it again and again: "It doesn't seem to be an excessive condition. We can save money, recruit more people, and expand the territory."

Jin is not the emperor of the underworld now, limited by his knowledge and his own height, he can't see how much influence the black and white united together can have on the existing order, without the assistance of the gangster~www.wuxiaspot.com~he The situation is far worse than the original time and space.

He was very excited about the military weapons provided by Daisy. At the time, he agreed, but now he hesitated. Unfortunately, the bullseye is not someone with a unique vision. A pie that unified the underworld of New York knocked them out.

The first day after the New York War was spent in pain and tears. All churches were overcrowded. Many pastors almost did not rest to comfort the citizens. No matter what negative news they usually have, at least they did a good job in comforting people.

Whether it's hypocritical or acting, no matter what their true thoughts are, Daisy feels that they are worthy of recognition as long as they do their job well.

She was attending the funeral all morning.

She can attend near New York, but there is no time to attend funerals in other cities and countries.

She basically didn’t know the sacrificed agents, and these people didn’t have much interaction with her, the deputy director. She didn’t need her to speak at the funeral to show her presence and win them the honor of dying for the country. This is worthy of her heart. Up.

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