MTL - Players In Marvel-Chapter 80 Wilson: I am inseparable from sin!

Times Square, Clarion Daily Building.

There were seven or eight helicopters flying over the rooftop, all of which kept a short distance from the rooftop.

These are the reporter teams dispatched by the well-funded TV stations immediately after learning that Tony Stark was kidnapped.

Several searchlights were cast down, and the roof was as bright as day.

As the protagonist of the night, Wallon is leaning on a black and gold cane, and in front of him is Tony, whose face is ashen at this time.

Tony, has been in the headlines many times.

There are scandals and genius reports, but this time the headlines made Tony really have the urge to turn his head and jump downstairs.

However, jumping is impossible, after all, twenty-story buildings are indeed a bit high.

Tony is trying his best to keep his face straight, trying his best to maintain his dignified image.

And Wa Long's face was filled with a smile, and the system prompt in front of him had begun to refresh the screen, which was the continuous income of Ruby.

Not far behind him, there were the reporters and photographers of the Horn Daily who were shivering with nervousness.

As the direct target of being held hostage, they are not like those reporters who join in the fun outside.

Those guys don't think it's a big deal to watch the fun, they really let them be shot at their heads, and see if they dare to shout the slogans of free media people.

And under this grand spotlight, Wallon was like a star on the red carpet, watching the reporters on the helicopter, and even greeted the audience in front of the TV through the camera.

Suddenly, outside the rooftop.

The roar of the screw machine exploded. This is that a helicopter is approaching the roof, and George, who is holding a horn, is at the cabin door.

"Wallon of the Black Hand, you are now surrounded!"

"Quickly release the hostages!"

"Get it out of hand!"

Naturally, George also noticed that the surrounding reporters pointed the barrels of their long guns at him.

Old George knew at the time that the time had come for his performance.

Forget about everything else, at least the NYPD needs to have enough face.

Immediately, his heart sank, and he held up his loudspeaker.

"Mr. Stark, don't be nervous, the New York Police Department is here!"

"We have surrounded the horn building at this time."

"The people of the Black Hand organization can't escape!"

"At the same time, we also received contact from the military, please don't worry, we will definitely bring the criminals to justice!"

……

Hell's Kitchen at the moment.

Wilson Fisker, the famous Kingpin.

He was leaning on the sofa, watching the live broadcast on TV comfortably, with red wine in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.

Director George's roar was constantly heard from the TV. Wallon held a black and gold hand, and folded his hands on the top of the cane, with an elegant posture, like a noble boy.

Behind him, a **** man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, very fierce.

In front of him, on the left is Tony Stark, who is standing on the edge of the rooftop with a blue face.

On the right is Obadiah Stani, who has been pushed down and hanged on the 22nd floor.

"Wow~"

Wilson raised his brows, filled with emotion.

"The young people today are really brave. It's not easy to let him do it."

"The fat guy at the back can do it. This guy is very strong."

Compared with Wallon, he actually admired the fat man more.

Wilson himself is a fat man made of muscles, so he has a natural affection for Tru.

Especially when Trudeau is also a badass, he imagined that this kind of talent would be under his command.

"I just like such a strong fat man. Now, people are all skinny like monkeys, what's the point?"

When Bullseye, who was standing in the corner, heard this, his face instantly turned ugly. The fat man who was looking at the TV showed a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

He, Bullseye, is Jin Bing's confidant and the number one killer!

Whether it's Erica or anyone else, don't try to steal Jin Bing's attention, absolutely not allowed!

"This black hand organization is too arrogant, do you want me to kill them?"

Bullseye took a step forward.

Every time he opened his mouth, he was full of blood, and it seemed that he would do nothing but murder.

But it seems to be the case. A psychopathic killer, apart from helping Jin and killing people, he has no other entertainment in life.

"Hey, we are good citizens, what does this have to do with me?"

Wilson shrugged indifferently, spread his hands, and didn't care.

who is he? The Dark Emperor of the Underworld?

No!

He is a big entrepreneur, a doer, and a famous big philanthropist in New York, Mr. Wilson Fiske. He is waiting for him to run for the mayoral election of New York in a few years.

"But there was a kidnapping case. It's not good for me not to participate in such an important matter."

Thinking of this, Wilson smiled slightly, pushed in the door, and commanded the respectful secretary.

"This Wallon is so arrogant."

"hurry up."

"Contact the New York Police Department and tell them, I want to donate money and materials, I must save Mr. Stark, and must not let such criminals go unpunished!"

"I have nothing to do with criminals!"

……

The Maggia Gang at the moment.

Hammer also saw the news, and his face suddenly became ugly.

When the enemy met, he was extremely jealous.

Even across the TV, that's the same.

As soon as he saw Wallon now, he remembered the last time he was tricked into drinking poisonous wine.

Although he was fine, he lay in bed and rested for more than a week!

If this revenge is not repaid, he feels uncomfortable in his heart.

but……

Hammer frowned tightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that he actually caught that playboy."

"Now the whole of New York is messed up by him."

"Everyone from the military is here, what should we do?"

What Hammer planned to do was to carry out a surprise attack, and when the military responded, the entire New York City was his people.

Unless the military abandons it completely, it is impossible to use weapons of mass destruction in New York City.

"Hehehehe~"

Moriah grinned wildly.

"With his side attracting attention, the landing of the zombie army is even easier!"

"We're about to occupy New York!"

"Don't worry about these little messes, hee hee hee!"

……

The Queen.

With her long blond hair loosely scattered, and a slender and hot body, May Parker, wearing a black and white striped tights, is leaning on the sofa, eating a fat-reduced salad, and watching a family ethics drama.

"Desperate Housewives".

The most popular soap opera of the season.

Mei naturally fell into it too.

Follow up on time every night.

"Woooooo~"

"It's so pitiful, she's divorced, and that **** husband is still pestering her!"

"Hey, it's really not easy for a housewife."

At this moment, the TV suddenly made an ear-piercing rattling sound, and then the screen suddenly turned into a snowflake screen.

"What's wrong with this?"

"This TV has only been used for a few years~www.novelbuddy.com~ It's broken? The quality of the current electrical appliances is really not good enough!"

Mei complained while eating a tasteless salad.

While thinking about whether to contact an electrician to repair the TV tomorrow, the screen of the TV suddenly became better.

"This is the New York Daily News!"

"Now insert an urgent message, Tony Stark, that arrogant **** has been kidnapped!"

"We can see that the crowd has already begun to disperse, but the crowd in Times Square is surging, and the result of the dispersal is not ideal. Too many people are rushing towards the Daily Bugle."

"NYPD Chief George is trying to negotiate with Wallon to release the hostages."

"Tony Stark's personal assistant, Miss Pepper Potts, has also come to the scene and brought the ransom demanded by the kidnappers - all the gold in the underground vault of the Stark Foundation!"

"Can such cooperation satisfy the greedy kidnappers? Will Wallon release the hostages as promised?"

"All of this is still unknown for the time being. Let's ask our experts to explain it to us."

There was a bearded man on the TV. He grinned and spat wildly.

"I personally don't think so, such a mad scum, this kind of person is not to be trusted!!!"

Mei looked at the TV and slapped the table with excitement, shouted the expert with a thick neck and blushed, and stood up silently.

Peter Parker and his classmates organized a barbecue party tonight.

New York City is in turmoil, and it's no longer party time.

She's going to call Peter and see when he'll be back.

But don't play crazy, you don't know anything.

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