Mulgore Hotel in Marvel

Erica felt stupid.

Her whole body was covered with large and small wounds. As she jumped quickly on the roof, the biting cold wind blew like a knife blade, and the blood-stained tights were knotted in pieces. This made Erica There is an indescribable discomfort.

Especially the gunshot wound in the abdomen. If she hadn't turned around instinctively at the critical moment, causing "Bullseye"'s sure shot to miss, she would have turned into a corpse.

Even so, the shot still caused a lot of damage to Erica - the sharp left waistline was hit twice. Although it did not damage her internal organs, it still greatly affected her movements.

"I used to stubbornly believe that Wilson Fisk, who stands at the top of gangs in New York and even the United States, would be an ordinary fat guy!"

Erica gradually became dizzy due to excessive blood loss, but she did not dare to relax.

Behind her, an equally agile black shadow was chasing after her. On the street below, more than a dozen vehicles of various types were speeding along, with black muzzles sticking out from the windows from time to time, pouring tongues of fire unbridled towards the red figure on the roof.

It has been three days since I left Mulgore Hotel.

On the morning of the first day, Erica came to Kingpin's office and politely offered to return the prepaid bounty and wanted to quit her career as a killer.

"Do you know what this means? Erica!" The impossibly tall Kingpin half-reclined on the sofa and placed the cigar in his hand in the groove of the ashtray, letting the smoke rise from it.

"Yes, I know!" Erica didn't care about Kingpin. In her opinion, although this big man is the underground emperor of New York, at such a close distance, she has a hundred ways to quickly knock him down and escape smoothly - even if there are two bodyguards in black standing beside him. .

"Mr. Fisk, I'm just tired of it."

Erica said frankly, "I don't have much money, but I believe you won't refuse a breach of contract payment of the same amount as the advance payment. I'm sorry for causing you a lot of trouble these days!"

"This is nothing like that aloof and cold-blooded killer, Erica!" Kingpin didn't even change his sitting posture, but said slowly, "But you know the rules very well!"

"You are a big shot in New York and even the United States. I believe you will not make things too difficult for me, a little killer." Faced with this mafia giant with astonishing momentum, Erica kept her posture uncharacteristically low.

There is no proverb here that "once you enter the world, the world is as deep as the sea", but the essence of any killer organization, gang or cult is the same. You can quit, but you must survive the crazy pursuit that follows.

Erica thought very simply. She was not sure that she could deal with the entire gang in New York by herself, but a "little gang leader" was nothing more than a bullet or a knife - as the Hand spent a lot of resources to train it The number one elite killer, let alone a gang boss, even if she wants to assassinate the President of the United States, she thinks she has a chance.

To her surprise, Kingpin actually agreed to see her in the office and planned to talk to her.

"Okay, if you insist on quitting, I won't deliberately stop you."

Kim rested her elbows on her knees, crossed her arms, and stared at Erica.

"You have done a lot of work for me during this period. To be honest, you have done a good job and I should reward you accordingly."

Erica was slightly startled, but said nothing. She knew there must be more to the Kingpin.

"If you can tell me about Daredevil's true identity, you can walk out of here safely without any trouble. Even the Hand will block it for you. As for the breach of contract, I'd rather I won’t care!”

"Daredevil?" Erica was really surprised. She reflexively avoided Kingpin's aggressive gaze, shook her head and said, "This person is very mysterious, I..."

Although Erica always remained expressionless, Kingpin noticed the details in her eyes. Sure enough, this outstanding killer from the Hand had found and discovered Daredevil's true identity.

"Don't you want to say that?" Kingpin waved to Erica, "Then you can leave now! In view of the reward for your previous outstanding work, your fatwa will be reduced from A to B."

"Three days, this is my reward for you!"

"It's now..." Kingpin raised his wrist, which was thicker than an ordinary person's thigh, "Oh, it's a quarter past eleven in the morning, and this time will end in three days!"

"Very fair!" Erica bowed deeply to Kingpin, "Mr. Fisk, I am very grateful for your previous care, then..."

A sharp spike suddenly slipped out of her cuff, she dodged and stabbed Jin Bin extremely quickly.

Strictly speaking, Jin Bing was a very good employer, generous and treated her far better than others. He usually doesn't dictate to her, but instead gives her a considerable degree of authority.

Therefore, Erica did not intend to kill Kingpin, she just wanted to subdue him and bring his life under her control. According to the rules of the road, as long as Kingpin personally cancels the fatwa, Erica can complete the final step of retirement.

But she was obviously wrong.

The smile on Jinpin's face didn't even change at all. He just raised his fist, which was bigger than an ordinary person's head, and punched out with a bang.

The punch was so fast and fierce that even Erica, who struck first, had no time to react. She felt a surging wind rushing towards her face, followed by a pain in her chest, three or four ribs snapped, and her body He was beaten and flew away like a kite with its string cut off.

"In view of your disrespectful behavior towards me, the battlefield will be limited to Hell's Kitchen - if you don't want to live in endless assassinations and counter-assassinations for the rest of your life!"

Kingpin's dull voice reached Erica's ears.

"Did I be hit by an elephant?" Erica, who was almost unconscious from the pain, suddenly realized something, "I am no match for Kingpin at all. He is a top fighting master, and he has hidden it from everyone! "

After all, she had received extremely strict training. Erica endured the severe pain, rolled on the spot, covered her head with her arms, smashed the floor-to-ceiling glass, and jumped from the building.

The two bodyguards drew their guns as fast as lightning and were about to catch up, but were stopped by Jin Bin with his hand.

"No need to chase!"

Kingpin slowly retracted his right hand, took out a silk scarf from his arms, wiped it slowly, and said calmly: "Someone has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time, and it's time for him to get his wish."

"Right, Lester?"

The office door was pushed open by a big hand, and a tall and majestic man walked in.

The tight-fitting blue-black suit couldn't hide the knotted muscles underneath. He wore a pair of metal wrist gloves. Although this sacrificed some flexibility of his fingers, it had stronger attack power. The iconic cross target pattern above the hood reveals his true identity - the notorious killer "Bullseye" Lester Jangles!

"Is it just B-level? This is not in line with my status!"

"But what does it matter? Even if it's C-class or D-class, as long as I can kill Erica Narcissus, I'm willing to accept this fatwa!"

"She's dead—" The deep voice gradually turned into a sinister smile.

Jin Bing seemed to have been used to it for a long time. He did not speak, but just picked up the cigar that was about to be extinguished and put it in his mouth again when he had time.