Devil in Marvel

PS: This chapter is also known as: Cherish Your Family and Stay Away from Gambling.

"Dante admit defeat, you have no chance of winning against me." Johnny stared at Dante on the opposite side with a serious face, and said: "Give up struggling, admit defeat now, and I can let you leave decently."

There was a drop of cold sweat on Dante's forehead. If you look closely, you can see that his hands were trembling slightly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No, this time, you will never win me again!"

Sophia winked wildly at Dante. Seeing this, Rosan stretched out her hands and pulled her face to the sides, "Don't make trouble, you have been silenced, can't you be more honest?"

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Sophia patted Roseanne's hand away and wrestled with her angrily.

Johnny took seven glances and stopped paying attention. Now is a tense moment, and he can't be distracted by beauty.

"Since you refuse to give up, Dante, then come on!"

"Stop talking nonsense, let's decide the winner!" At this moment, Dante had a K of hearts and a J of hearts, 20 points in front of him.

And the three aces have been taken by the two busts, Sophia and Rosanne, and there is only one ace of spades left.

As the banker, Johnny had three cards in front of him, excluding the hole cards, which were the 7 of clubs and the 3 of diamonds. Dante didn't believe that Johnny could be so lucky that he could get the only ace of spades.

"That's what you said." With a sneer on the corner of Johnny's mouth, he revealed his hole card, and an ace of spades was printed upside down in Dante's desperate pupils.

"Ace of Spades, this is the biggest blackjack, Dante, you lost again."

"F... Impossible! This is unscientific!" Dante held the last 80 dollars, gritted his teeth, and said, "One more game, I don't believe I can't win today!"

Sophia was pressing Roseanne's head into the peak, trying to suffocate her with thick fat. Seeing that Dante lost again, she immediately let Roseanne go. Winking, waving the banknote in his hand and about to stuff it into Dante's arms.

Dante grabbed Sophia's hand stretched out to his chest, pushed her back to his seat, and threw 80 dollars on the table, "Let's start, let's play another game."

After taking a few breaths, Luo Shan sat back in her seat and persuaded: "Dante, forget it, you have lost enough, I really didn't expect your luck to be so bad."

Seeing that his girlfriend had spoken, Johnny echoed: "Dante, why don't we just stop here this time, let's go back to school and help old Rickon take care of the construction site, it's not appropriate for him to bask in the sun alone .”

"Okay." After listening to Dante, he also felt that it made sense. He left old Rickon over there alone, and it was outrageous for young people (young people in their 60s?) to hide here and be lazy, so he got up and untied Sophia's silent magic.

Standing up, Dante looked at the poker cards on the table, and suddenly shivered. There was something wrong, how could he be so lacking in self-control, once he sat down, it was as if he lost his mind when he took the cards.

Gambling is poisonous, even demons can't resist its temptation.

"It's better not to have a next time, I'm starting to hate poker."

"That's what you said last time." X3

"Is there? Then this time, I swear on my brother's happiness for the rest of his life that I will never touch this thing again!"

"You swore the oath last time, and you swore it with your nephew's right hand. Who are these people? You couldn't have fabricated them, right?" X3 said in unison again

"Don't worry about it, let's go back."

I would like to advise everyone here to cherish their families and stay away from gambling.Dante, who swears by family members, is a negative teaching material.

At this time, the original school site has been bulldozed. A large number of construction vehicles come in and out here, and building materials such as reinforced concrete are transported in by trucks. A fiery scene.

Not far from the construction site, the corners of Jin Bing's mouth twitched as he looked at the pug dog with a hala that blocked his way, cast a glance at Willis and Erica who were hiding behind him, and said, "I What should I do? Give him a bone? Or is it better to throw you to him to stick between his teeth?"

Willis smiled awkwardly, stood up, waved to Lily, and said, "Hello, hello, can you understand me? We are not bad people, I just want to go in and talk to your master about something, can you let me go?"

"Wow woof (you have a very dangerous aura, you can't go in)!"

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Erica and Jin looked at Willis who was trying to communicate with the dog in silence, and Erica asked, "Don't you have Mr. Rickon's phone number?"

Willis froze for a moment. He dug out his cell phone from his briefcase, politely but awkwardly turned around, smiled at his boss and new colleagues, and called old Rickon.

Not long after Willis made the phone call to explain his purpose, old Rickon came to greet them.

After chasing away the big dog Lily, old Rickon stretched out his hand to support the helmet on his head, bowed politely to Wellis, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile: "I'm so sorry, Mr. Wellis, Lily is not very sensible, and it surprised you."

"It's nothing, it's called Lily, right? It's pretty cute." Willis reached out and shook hands with old Rickon, brought him to Jin Bin, and introduced him to old Rickon: "Mr. Rickon, we I have already told you about the purpose of coming here on the phone, this is my boss, Wilson Fisk, who is the person who donated this time, this is Erica, it can be regarded as our boss's secretary."

Following Willis' introduction, old Rickon reached out to shake hands with them in turn, and Wilson and Erica also shook hands with him in a very respectful manner.

"Mr. Wilson, I have heard of you. You are a well-known philanthropist here. It is my honor to meet you this time."

"Hehe, I'm the one who should be honored. I've heard about Principal Rickon's reputation a long time ago, and I'm even thinking, if only I could have met you earlier."

Although there is a mutual compliment in it, this is Wilson's sincere words. Wilson was also a person who suffered a lot in his early years. Although Wilson is not very optimistic about people like old Rickon, he still admires such people.

Old Rickon made a sign of the cross on his chest and said with a smile, "I'm just a small person, and I can't be praised by you, Mr. Wilson. I heard that you came this time to donate money to our school. I'm here to thank you on behalf of the children. Also, may the Lord bless you."

Afterwards, the two chatted a few more polite words, and the bored Willis looked around until he saw the group of four walking towards them in the distance.

Willis hurried forward and carefully reminded his boss.

Wilson turned around and saw the demon he had faced a few years ago walking towards him.

Erica noticed that the boss beside her was a little tense, and turned her head to look curiously at the rumored demon in the distance.Erica has been curious about this demon for a long time. This is the first time she has seen this demon who has been mentioned all the time since she came to Hell's Kitchen. Even her old lover Matthew has been dubbed a "devil worshiper" "This shameful title.

Erica, who has excellent eyesight, could easily see the four people not far away. Her gaze stayed on Sophia for a moment, and then she found her target.

A head of dull silver hair, a face that looks a bit vicissitudes, and an unshaven beard, except that it is strange to wear such thick clothes on a hot day, other places are no different from ordinary people.

"Is this the devil? I thought he was some kind of evil spirit, but in the end, besides being a middle-aged handsome guy, he gave me an ordinary feeling. Also, isn't he hot because of his thick clothes? Erica asked Willis beside her in a low voice.

Hearing this, Willis wiped the sweat off his brow, and said in a low voice, "Erica, you can shut up and don't cause trouble for us. Also, be respectful and polite to Mr. Dante later." .”

Erica curled her lips in disdain, but said nothing.

And Dante saw the fat man Wilson and the two people beside him from a long distance away.

"Here comes a nasty fellow."

"what?"

"Nothing, let's go first."

When Old Rickon saw Dante and others coming, he enthusiastically prepared to introduce the two parties, but Dante interrupted Old Rickon with a wave of his hand, and said, "I know who he is, just tell me why he is here."

Willis stood up with a full smile on his face, and said to old Rickon and Dante: "Mr. Rickon, our boss and Mr. Dante are old acquaintances. This time, I also want to visit...friends by the way."

"Oh, really?"

"Mr. Rickon, that's great. Why don't you go talk with my secretary Erica about the donation so that I can catch up with Mr. Dante." Wilson never left Dante's eyes, only listened to He continued: "I don't know, what do you think, Mr. Dante?"

Old Rickon also guessed at this time that Mr. Wilson might have come for Dante, and after giving Dante a few words, he left with Erica.

Seeing that there was nothing to do with him, Johnny and the others also left.

"Mr. Dante, long time no see."

"It's really beyond my expectation that you will come here, so, do you have something to ask me?"

Wilson smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of making fun of you if you say it. I have encountered a few difficult characters recently..."

When Dante heard this, he interrupted Fatty Wilson directly, and said mockingly: "Wait, you don't want me to help you solve these troubles, do you? "

Seeing this, Willis hurried out to smooth things over, took out an envelope from his briefcase, handed it to Dante, and said with a humble smile: "Mr. Dante, maybe you misunderstood, this is not our personal trouble, you first Let’s see this and talk about it, how about it.”

Seeing Willis groveling, Wilson snorted dissatisfiedly, but did not speak.

Dante took the envelope suspiciously, opened it, and looked at the information inside.

Wellis is very smart, he knows what the demon Dante hates, so when he made these documents, he didn't describe why and how the punisher killed people.

This document records the current situation of the family members of those who died because of the Punisher in the past few months. When Wellis investigated these, he worked hard, neither exaggerating nor exaggerating their misery. wrote it out.

For example, in order to take care of the son who lost his father, the mother had to sell her body, and finally contracted X disease in order to save a few sets of money. There was no money for medical treatment, and the mother and son could only wait for death together.

As for the settlement expenses of the dead?A low-level gangster with no background and no connections, the little boss naturally used the settlement fee to enrich his own pocket, just give him a few hundred dollars.

This kind of thing is not uncommon, and a righteous person may take care of it. Of course, if he can get a share of it, why bother to offend the little boss for a dead person he doesn't know?

After Dante read more than a dozen pages of information, his face was neither sad nor happy, so that Willis and Wilson couldn't see what he was thinking.

"Isn't this kind of thing the norm in Hell's Kitchen? What does it have to do with me?"

Willis wiped the sweat from his forehead due to nervousness, "Well, we are mainly here to donate to the school, and I just told you about this incident, Mr. Dante."

Wilson, on the other hand, was a little impatient. He really didn't want to stand with this demon for such a long time. Wilson said in a low voice: "Wellis is right, we just told you by the way, now we are fine, Willis , go and call Erica, we should leave. About the donation, arrange a lawyer to come over and discuss with Principal Rickon in detail in the afternoon."

"Okay, boss, sorry to bother you, Mr. Dante."

Just when Wilson and Willis were about to turn around and leave, Dante said, "How many did he kill?"

The two stopped. Wilson couldn't hear what Dante said just now, and asked, "What?"

"Let me ask you, how many has the Punisher killed during this time?"

"Wellis, answer Mr. Dante's question."

"Um, 666 people. This is the number of people directly killed by the Punisher since it was active for more than 4 months. In addition, I also made a statistics. The total number of people who died due to the Punisher is more than 800. There may be omissions." Yeah, I'm not sure either."

"Okay, I see, you can go."

When the two of Wilson returned to the car, Willis was a little excited in the driver's seat, but when he turned his head, he saw the boss's face was a little ugly, and he quickly flattered him: "Boss, it's thanks to your plan to kill with a borrowed knife this time." , The Punisher is completely finished now."

But Wilson's face still didn't improve, and Wilson put the scepter in his hand on the chest of Willis who was sitting on the driver's seat, and said coldly: "Wellis, I have always valued you very much, and you have always done a good job, but, There's one thing you don't like about me! Do you know which one it is?"

The cold sweat on Willis' back instantly soaked every inch of his shirt, and he had calmed down at this moment. He had been with the boss for so long, and no matter how stupid he was, he could guess the boss's mind at this moment.

It's also my own fault, I didn't grasp my position when I met my idol, Shi Lezhi.

Wilson's subordinates all know that what the boss hates most is when someone mentions the devil in front of him. Willis once saw it with his own eyes. When a gang leader met with his boss, because the conversation was not very pleasant, the idiot said: "You should let the devil visit." Then he was crushed alive by Wilson.

In order to avoid falling into the same fate as that idiot, Willis quickly explained: "Boss, I have been with you for so long, and you know me well. If I was really biased towards that devil, I would not raise this issue." Take advantage of his plan."

Wilson withdrew the scepter and said lightly: "Okay, call Erica back, let's get out of here."

Wilson has always been an extremely conceited person. It took him a few years to climb from a punk peddling laundry detergent to the underworld king in New York. This is the capital of his conceit.

However, he later encountered a demon. Whether he admitted it or not, this demon planted fear in his heart. Therefore, Wilson especially hated people comparing himself with the demon.

If the person who kowtowed in front of the devil in front of him today was not Willis, the right and left hand, the scepter in his hand would have already penetrated his heart.