Hong Fei, a redditor in American comics

The conversation continued late into the night.

However, Helen Zhao was mostly talking and Hong Fei was listening. Occasionally, he would ask a question or two.

Because Helen Zhao spoke carefully about her "Cradle of Regeneration" project.

At present, more than half of all theoretical research and plans for this project have been completed. It can be said that everything is ready except money.

The reason why I stayed in New York for so long was that, in addition to the academic conference, the most important thing was to find investors.

However, although Helen Zhao has already made a name for herself in the scientific research world, she is still young after all, so the people who are paying attention to her so far are either interested in her, or they want to occupy the magpie's nest and take advantage of her plans and achievements.

The reason why I agreed to Hong Fei's invitation to meet was because I came with a glimmer of hope.

If Hong Fei still can't do it here, then her plan is to switch to the United States, because the conditions offered by the other party are relatively less harsh.

Compared with those people, Hong Fei felt that he was truly a gentleman.

In a friendly atmosphere, the two initially determined their cooperation.

Since it was late at night, Hong Fei arranged a residence for Zhao Hailun, and did not send No. [-] to drive her back in person until after breakfast the next morning.

Looking at the cars going away, Frank suddenly said: "I think you are not just interested in her knowledge."

Hong Fei's smile froze and he immediately refuted: "Nonsense."

"Humph, I know what a young man like you is thinking. She is very good." After Frank finished speaking, he turned and left without waiting for Hong Fei to refute.

Hong Fei rolled his eyes helplessly. Frank was right or wrong, because knowledge and ability must come first, and he didn't need a vase.But after meeting the first requirement, it will inevitably tend to look better.

Everyone has a love for beauty, is there anything wrong with it?

Absolutely not!

The formal cooperation with Zhao Helen needs to wait for her to finish some project arrangements in her hands, and a more detailed cooperation agreement has to wait for follow-up negotiations. However, in Hong Fei's view, this matter is already a certainty, and no one can take this from him. People robbed.

Otherwise, he would not hesitate to release Fu San Cannon.

After completing another short-term plan, Hong Fei was in a good mood and felt more relaxed when practicing.

Two days later.

Numbers [-] and [-] returned from Sokovia with a group of people.

"Boss, they are all Sokovians. They lost their families or jobs due to the war. After inspection by No. [-] and I, these twenty people can be trusted for the time being, and there are another thirty who remain in Sokovia. Sub-castle.”

Standing upstairs, looking at the neatly arranged crowd through the window, Hong Fei nodded with satisfaction.

"Good job. Go and talk to Frank. He's waiting for someone to hire."

"Ok."

Although twenty people are not many, they can solve an urgent need. The expansion of the underground space is in progress. As for the renovation, it is not appropriate for outsiders to know. Frank has been clamoring for a long time.

Looking down at New York, Hong Fei's eyes changed rapidly, and the corners of his lips also turned up.

It's time to do something bad. The increase in energy has lagged behind the increase in physical fitness. I just don't know if there is a periodic breakthrough in energy.

Of course, the line between good and bad is blurred, and there will always be different discoveries from different perspectives.

The specific situation depends on whether Hong Fei improves his energy or physical fitness after finishing his work.

In addition, if we use the game's terminology, he should now take the initiative to fight monsters and obtain skill cards.

As night fell, Hong Fei informed Frank and drove away.

Hell's Kitchen is located in Manhattan, a major gathering place for immigrants. It has a messy and backward environment, frequent ethnic conflicts, and a high crime rate.

Given the choice, almost no ordinary person would be willing to live here for a long time.

This is a bad place in the eyes of many people, but it is also the paradise of many gangsters.

After nightfall, no one goes out without any reason. This is a place where even the patrolling police are reluctant to come.

Before the operation in Afghanistan, Hong Fei often visited here.

After driving the car into the parking lot, Hong Fei carried a cloth bag and climbed to the top of a building to avoid surveillance along the way.

Opening the zipper, there was a set of black clothes and a white mask inside.

"Tony, I promise this is the last time I'll wear them." He murmured in a low voice. Hong Fei changed his clothes and stood on the edge of the rooftop looking around.

For a moment, Hong Fei's eyes were focused not far away, and then he lowered his head slightly, his legs suddenly exerted force, and his body shot out like an arrow from the string. After crossing more than ten meters above the street, he landed steadily on the opposite side. On the top of the building, he followed him non-stop, walking quickly, like a spiritual ape shuttling between tall buildings.

Not long after, Hong Fei slowed down as he approached his destination.

Before Frank appeared, Hong Fei had already positioned several heroes or villains. For safety reasons, Hong Fei was not in a hurry to take action at that time.

Now, the time has come.

Push open the patio door and go down.

The corridor was dark, mixed with all kinds of strange smells.

Hong Fei's footsteps were extremely light and almost silent. When he came to a certain door, he put his ear to the door and listened quietly.

Hearing, as a physical quality, has also been strengthened and improved, and Hong Fei heard the smallest sounds inside.

After confirming that the other party was at home, Hong Fei wanted to lift his legs and break through the door directly, but after thinking for a moment, the corners of his mouth hidden under the mask slightly raised, and then he raised his hand and knocked gently on the door.

dong dong!

There was silence inside the door, as if there was no one there.

Hong Fei turned around and leaned against the wall, raised his head and continued to knock on the door.

After doing this three times, there was still no response from the room.

Hong Fei quickly turned around and came to the door, raised his thighs, exerted great force between the tightness of his muscles, and accurately landed the door lock with the soles of his feet.

Bang!

There was a loud noise, and the door suddenly opened, and Hong Fei quickly ducked aside.

Bang bang gunshots followed.

However, the other party soon discovered that there was no target at the door, and the gunfire stopped abruptly.

Hong Fei dug into his pocket, and a cylindrical cutie suddenly appeared in his hand.

He pulled off the ring and threw it into the door. The tinkling sound was extremely clear. Hong Fei turned around and held his head tightly with both arms.

boom!

There was a muffled sound, a bright light suddenly erupted, and a sharp scream followed.

Two seconds later, Hong Fei instantly opened his eyes of death, turned around and rushed into the room.

I saw a person in the house with his eyes closed, covering his ears with one hand and opening his mouth to howl miserably, while holding a gun with the other hand and pulling the trigger at the door.

After Hong Fei entered the door, his body turned suddenly and quickly. The bullet missed him, and he strode forward. In a few steps, Hong Fei was already in the air, stepping on the sofa and dining table.

As he approached, he twisted his waist, his long legs instantly stretched straight, and he slammed down like a battle axe.

There was a cracking sound on the shoulder of the gunman, and he immediately fell to the ground.

Looking at the target-like tattoo on the other person's head, Hong Fei smiled unkindly.