I'm a boss in the Marvel world

kindness? ?Satan frowned, hesitated for a moment before asking uncertainly: "Mr. Jin Bing?"

Satan had a bad premonition. Although he knew that Jin would call sooner or later, in his imagination it would take at least a few days for the news to reach his ears.It never occurred to me that I would call now.

You must know that your side has not been acting for a long time, and even the police in charge of this area have not yet "reacted".

"It's me, dear Satan." The voice on the phone continued.

Satan replied: "I am very happy to hear your voice, Mr. Jin Bing, do you have any instructions for the Satanic Gang? I seem to remember that the "tax" of the Satanic Gang has been paid to sir."

"I think you know why I'm calling, don't you?"

Yes, this is the treatment Kingpin received as the largest gangster emperor in the United States. As the underground emperor of the entire United States, one can imagine Kingpin’s influence in the gang. His gang network spreads throughout the United States, often destroying his business. Various superheroes fight against each other.

"Is Mr. Kingpin here here about the Black Hand?"

"You broke the agreement, Satan..."

"Mr. Kingpin, I can explain this matter. It is true that we are attacking the Black Hand now, but sir, we are just fighting back."

"It was the black hand who attacked us first." Then Satan told Jin about the incident in detail from beginning to end.

"Mr Kimpin, the Mafia killed my brother Simmons! They made a happy woman a widow and a 5 year old a fatherless child."

"I have to give an explanation to my men."

There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, "I will investigate this matter and send people to investigate Satan. If they really did it, I will ask them to give you an explanation."

"But! Now you need to ask your people to stop. I don't want to call again." The other party's tone left no room for doubt.

Then hung up the phone.

boom!

"Damn...damn!! How could that bastard MacArthur have Kingpin's phone number! Ah...ah...ah!" Satan roared angrily, and smashed the phone into the hard ground with a wave of his hand. In fact, Satan didn't care about Simmons' life or death at all, and he also knew that this matter was a bit strange.

But, that's not important, what's important is that he found a good excuse to eliminate the damned Mafia, who would have thought that the damned bastard could get Jin Bin to speak out in such a short period of time.

That bastard must have the contact information of Jin Bing himself. Although Jin Bing's gang business is all over the United States, not all cats and dogs can contact him. Most of the businesses that Jin Bin doesn't think are big. don't care.

It's all done by his subordinates.Satan himself never thought that damn MacArthur actually had Jin Bing's phone number. He had to know that even his own business with Jin Bing could not reach the level of Jin Bing's personal inquiry, so naturally he would not have his contact information.

William Charles, who was sitting by the side, remained silent. Looking at Satan in front of him, he felt that he was the most uncomfortable person.

It was hard for him to come out, but he didn’t expect to pour cold water on him as soon as he made a phone call. He was not reconciled, but he had no choice. After all, the one who came forward was the biggest gangster emperor in New York and even the United States, who dared to disobey him Yes, that is courting death.

In the eyes of the other party, I don't even have the weight of a hair.

The meeting room was a little depressed for a while, and after a while, Satan whispered to William Charles: "Inform them, stop, and leave a few younger brothers to surrender to the police station."

The unwilling William Charles could only answer: "Yes!"

Then, he took out his black mobile phone, dialed the number, and the call was connected.

"Notify Will, the boss's order, stop the activities, and leave a few people to surrender to the police station." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.

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"Damn the Satan Gang, they are so anxious to trouble us without investigating the matter clearly. Obviously they don't want to investigate. They wish we could really attack their people, hmph." MacArthur, the boss of the Mafia who just hung up the phone, said angrily called.

long time passed

Boom. .Boom. .

MacArthur said: "Come in!"

At this time, the younger brother Chris came over: "Boss, this is the information sent by Mr. Jin Bing, please read it." After finishing speaking, he retreated and closed the door.

boom……

The door closed, MacArthur's eyes returned to the USB flash drive in his hand, and then he quickly walked to the computer and inserted it.

"I'd like to see who is plotting against us." MacArthur squinted his eyes and muttered.

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George convenience store, morning

"Welcome to George's Convenience Store, ma'am!"

"Hello, dear Ellen."

"Excuse me, what do you need? Ma'am." Alan smiled

"Is anything ok?"

"As long as there is one in this store, ma'am." Alan's smiling face remained.

"So... what if I want you... um~" The beautiful lady held the cashier with her hands, stared at Allen with her blue eyes, and said with her lipsticked lips.

"Then you need a queue lady. Well, you are currently the thirty-ninth one." Looking at the first customer in front of him every morning, Allen said jokingly.

Then he took out peelntholoran cigarettes from the cigarette cabinet and handed them to the beautiful woman in front of him.

"It's eight dollars in total, thank you."

Alan was a little helpless and funny at the same time. Such things happened often, and Alan was used to it. Alan liked this kind of life, looking at the small shop, and occasionally flirting with beautiful customers.

If this is not the world of Marvel...

The whole morning passed quietly in the passage of time, the sound of a car came from the door, and Johnny, dressed as a classic American uncle, got out of the car and walked into the store.Say hello to Allen.

"Hey... Thank you for your hard work, Allen. This is the lunch I brought you. Let's see if you like it."

Hearing this, Allen quickly opened the lunch box, and the aroma came to his face.

"Wow!" Allen exclaimed.

"Seeing that you often make Chinese food at home, I know you like it. I bought this for you." Johnny looked at Allen and said with a smile.

"You're a good boss, Johnny." He said and started to change.

"Do you want to take over this store, Alan." Suddenly, Johnny said to Alan.

Allen, who was eating, was a little surprised: "Johnny, what do you mean?"

He was indeed a little surprised. You must know that Johnny was not the kind of old man who was about to retire. He looked less than fifty years old, so why did he want to take over the store by himself.

Besides, he couldn't afford to take over. Although he sold Simmons' gold watch for $, it was just a drop in the bucket for taking over a store.

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