Marvel’s Big Villain

Franklin drove Buffalo Billy into the Clinton district of Manhattan, which is the legendary Hell's Kitchen.

The current gang that rules here is the Irish Gang.

The Irish Gang is a veteran gang in Hell's Kitchen, ruling history for decades, until Jinpin turned out to drive them out.

After Jin Bin's death, the Irish Gang, who never forgot about the old land, took back Hell's Kitchen in the first place.

According to Stan's information, there are two to three hundred professional gunmen in the Irish Gang.

Franklin parked the car in a dark alley three blocks from the Irish Gang.

He took out the bug and handed it to Billy, who expertly stuck the bug into his thick hair.

"You should remember what to say when you go in."

Billy nodded and said, "Give the invitation letter to the leader of the Irish gang, and invite him to attend the dinner hosted by Mr. Walter in three days."

Franklin said: "Well, not bad. But you have to remember that your tone should be tougher when you speak. You are now representing the clown organization, representing Jason, and you can't fall behind in front of other gangs."

Billy stretched out his finger, made an 'OK' gesture, and pushed the door to get out of the car.

The headquarters of the Irish Gang is a hidden factory whose external business scope is mechanical processing.

Billy walked through three streets and finally came to the main entrance of the factory.

A few yawning gangsters who haven't woken up are wandering around the door doing nothing.

Seeing Billy approaching, they immediately became vigilant and touched the pistols on their waists.

Although it is claimed to be a mechanical processing factory, the location of the factory is very secret, and no one can touch it without knowing the detailed address.

In other words, anyone who can find this place must come for the gang.

Billy raised his hands, walked over with a smile on his face, and stopped ten meters away from them.

"I am here to deliver the letter on behalf of Mr. Jason Walter, and I want to meet your boss..."

Billy opened his mouth and directly said the name of the boss of the Irish gang, which surprised the gangsters standing at the door.

However, what surprised them even more was that the man actually said that he represented Jason Walter.

This name is a legend in the gang world, even before he caused such a big incident, he was also the ace shooter under Jin Bin, the king of the underworld.

This identity is enough to make these little gangsters look up to them for a lifetime.

In order to prevent an oolong, someone asked: "Mr. Jason Walter you are talking about, who is it?"

Billy laughed and said, "It's not who? It's Mr. Jason Walter who made a big fuss in New York and Los Angeles, kidnapped Hollywood stars, and made fun of Tony Stark."

Hearing this, these little bastards seemed to be facing a big enemy, and their faces became serious in an instant.

"Please wait!"

The matter was so important that they didn't dare to delay, so they hurriedly opened the door and walked into the factory to find their boss.

Billy just stood there, watching them with a smile on his face.

Seeing the nervousness on the little punk's face, Billy smiled even wider.

When he was in Long Island Prison, it was a wise decision for him to take refuge in Jason.

After waiting for less than three minutes, the gangster who was going to report quickly ran up to Billy, bent down, and respectfully said, "Sir, please come in."

Billy nodded, smiled and followed him into the factory.

The spacious workshop was dimly lit, and several lathes covered in cobwebs were scattered on the ground.

After many twists and turns, Billy finally came to the bright place.

In a bar-like room, a group of muscular men were smoking cigarettes, drinking wine and playing with the guns in their hands.

The gangster who led the way said humbly: "Sir, I'm sorry, I have to check before meeting the boss."

"I understand the rules, come on." Billy raised his hands with an extremely calm expression.

"Sorry." The gangster winked, and two strong men immediately stepped forward to search carefully.

Seeing that he was not carrying a weapon, the gangster smiled and pointed to the farthest wooden door and said, "Sir, the boss is inside."

"OK."

With his head held high, Billy walked to the door with gentle steps and pushed open the office door under the eyes of a group of strong men.

The office is spacious, and the air is thick with cigar smoke.

Thanks for not having a smoke alarm in the room.

Billy fanned the smoke and walked inside.

Four sets of leather sofas formed a square, and a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes sat on each of the three sets of sofas.

Seeing Billy walk in, the three stood up immediately, and asked a little nervously, "Are you Mr. Jason Walter's subordinate?"

Billy nodded, raised the invitation letter in his hand and said, "That's right, this is a letter from Mr. Walter."

"Then... please sit down."

Billy walked over and sat on the last set of couches.

Then he put the invitation letter on the table and pushed it forward slightly.

The leader opened the envelope and took out the invitation letter.

Billy said: "In order to make the gangs in New York have a better development, Mr. Walter hopes to discuss great plans with you. The time is three days later at six o'clock in the evening, and Mr. Walter will send a special car to meet you."

After Billy finished speaking, the boss just finished reading the letter.

He handed the invitation letter to another person, forced a smile on his face and said, "It is our honor to have dinner with Mr. Walter."

The leader hesitated for a moment, then bit the bullet and said: "It's really unfortunate, I will leave New York in three days to go abroad to deal with matters, and I may not be able to attend the dinner that day."

As soon as the words fell, Billy's face darkened instantly, and his voice suddenly raised a bit.

"I repeat! This is Mr. Walter's sincere invitation. Mr. Walter is looking forward to this dinner very much, and he hopes that everyone who receives the invitation letter can attend on time."

"If someone breaks the appointment and makes Mr. Walter feel dissatisfied, I don't need to go into details about what consequences this will lead to."

Hearing this, the three big brothers looked at each other, their faces full of embarrassment, melancholy, and worry.

They were much older than Jason, and they could be said to have watched Jason step by step from a gangster to Jin Bin's right-hand man, and then fell out with Jin Bin, gradually eroding Jin Bin's power.

To put it simply, Jason, the little bastard, is a bastard who kills people without eyesight, eats people without spit out bones, and never talks about love and morality.

He can not show mercy to Jin who has the kindness to know him, let alone those who don't have much friendship.

The dinner three days later must be a grand feast.

Nine times out of ten, he wanted to invite all the big gangsters in New York to his territory, and then let him slaughter them.

If they went, it would be tantamount to putting their lives in Jason's hands, but if they didn't...

God, Jason is a superhuman.

Even an arms dealer like Tony Stark can't handle him, let alone gangsters like them.

In case Jason got angry and led someone to rush over, with only a few people under his command and these rotten guns, what would he use to fight him.

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