I'm poaching in the comics

The time is pushed back to when Zhou Shun just arrived in the world of Daredevil.

Gallery 642.

Wilson Fisk, who was wearing a black suit and had a calm and elegant temperament, touched the cufflinks left by his father and calmly looked at a painting in front of him.

This painting...if I have to describe it, it would be that most people can't understand it at all. They just think it looks like a little blue stripe on a bluish-white wall.

But for Wilson Fisk, a serious spice merchant who loved art and was noble and elegant, this painting moved him deeply.

"You like this painting?"

The gallery's hostess and the creator of this inexplicable painting, the stunning Vanessa, leaned against the wall with her arms folded.

She often crosses her chest with her hands, because it makes her feel much more relaxed. After all, her big breasts are... too heavy.

Women with small breasts and men who only care about her big breasts will never understand this kind of heavy pain.

Just like very few people will like the painting she painted.

"I saw loneliness." Wilson Fisk touched the cufflinks and finally moved his eyes to Vanessa.

But he didn't react at all because of her beauty.

"Loneliness? Do you see loneliness in this painting?" Vanessa's eyes lit up after hearing this.

Creators all hope that someone can understand their works... and themselves.

This was the first time Vanessa heard someone comment on this painting.

This man is different from the ones she usually sees...

In the eyes of Vanessa, the beautiful gallery hostess, the man in front of her, with a tall figure and a formidable temperament, was full of charming charm.

Moreover, there was no trace of lust in his eyes.

What an elegant gentleman... Vanessa thought as she looked at his exquisite cufflinks.

Later, the two talked about philosophy and art about art and painting.

Vanessa knew that the other person was Wilson Fisk, but she didn't know his specific occupation. She only knew that his dream was to make the city a better place.

"When I was 12 years old, I left the city and went to my aunt's farm, where I spent the most leisurely and peaceful time in my life." Wilson Fisk said leisurely.

"But you came back in the end."

“I want to make this city better.” A smile appeared on Wilson Fisk’s face for the first time: “I have to do this, so I’m back.”

Vanessa looked at his innocent and shy smile like a child, and couldn't help but laugh.

In an instant, the empty room is filled with beauty.

She is a very charming woman. There are countless men who pursue her, but she has never met anyone with the same temperament as Wilson Fisk.

Powerful, mysterious, elegant, idealistic, full of artistic flavor, and with a firm will.

"Can I..." Wilson Fisk looked at her smile and said in an overly stiff tone: "Can I invite you to dinner?"

In a somewhat deserted gallery, under the gaze of incomprehensible paintings one after another,

Wilson Fisk, one of the leaders of the New York underground gang, was as unfamiliar and nervous as a little boy in love when he invited his sweetheart on a date.

Vanessa saw that he was a little nervous and at a loss, trying to hide it with a cold tone, and chuckled:

"You look very rusty."

"This is my first time to invite someone." Wilson Fisk regained his calm and composed appearance after a brief moment of embarrassment and nervousness.

"Then what if I don't agree?" Vanessa said in a brisk tone. She looked into his eyes, as if she wanted to see through the deep secrets in his heart.

Wilson Fisk shook his head and left directly: "That's a bit regretful to me."

"Why don't you try to invite me again?" Vanessa said interestingly: "I thought you were going to say - How much money will I give you, and you can go to the most expensive Western restaurant in the city with me for a meal."

Wilson Fisk turned around, looked at the other party's delicate, charming and wifely face and said seriously:

"If you can be moved by money, that's not the person I want to have dinner with."

hear this,

Vanessa was stunned for a second, then smiled.

"Then I can eat more tonight."

Wilson Fisk had a silly smile on his face.

The two walked outside the door while chatting.

When they opened the door, they saw a group of black gangsters blocking a yellow man on the street.

Seeing this scene, Vanessa's good mood was instantly ruined.

Living in Hell's Kitchen, this kind of thing always happens on every street,

Vanessa doesn't dare to go home alone too late, and she also gets scared when walking at night.

This place sucks, can it really get better?

She thought as she looked at Wilson Fisk's majestic face.

Kingpin noticed all this, noticed the gloom that flashed across Vanessa's face,

He looked at the black gangster who was about to bully the Asian boy on the street, and made a vague gesture to his men in the dark.

Because of this,

This city is in such bad shape because of these guys.

Kingpin felt a surge of violence in his heart,

He likes an orderly city that allows good people like Vanessa to live safely and walk without fear at night.

But he doesn’t have the final say in the order of Hell’s Kitchen alone.

The existence of Russian gangs, the mysterious Hand, as well as small and medium-sized gangs from Ireland, Algeria, etc., have made this city chaotic.

If only his voice existed in the underground world,

Kingpin promised that there would no longer be such unworthy gangsters on the streets.

"Sorry, I don't feel very well. Let's make a date next time." Vanessa was not in the mood for romance at this time.

"Okay." Wilson Fisk lowered his hands and touched his cufflinks without habit, "This city will become better. By then, these annoying flies will no longer exist."

……

This evening,

Kingpin ordered his men to catch these black gangsters who disturbed Vanessa's mood.

I beat them up with my own hands, and then used the car door to crush their heads...

"How could you dirty her eyes?!"

……

And the time has come for Daredevil and Batman to kill dozens of ULA soldiers.

Wilson Fisk got a call from Vanessa;

Appointments that had been postponed before were now finally possible again.

So Wilson Fisk did not attend tonight's meeting of top gang bosses, and just sent his confidants to deal with it.

and himself,

It was to complete the date with Vanessa.

This is the most important thing in his life.