Fisk is particularly confused now.

That's right, confused.

He himself didn't know whether the other party really came to seek revenge on him, or whether he simply came to torture him and take pleasure in him.

The key is that the other party's tone of voice was that of an old friend, which made Fisk feel really awkward.

You said... How can you meet an old friend and beat him to the head to bleed, make his eyes black, and break his nose?

and……

This so-called "old friend"...

It seems that he is not in a very normal state of mind.

…………………………

"What are you looking at in a special way?"

"ah?"

Fisk was a little lost in thought, but he was woken up by a loudmouth on the spot.

"I'm talking to you, why are you always looking at me? I have paint on my face!"

Fisk really wanted to say something: You really have paint on your face...

But when I thought about the result, I still drew blood from my nose and didn't dare to say anything.

The man who hit him just now introduced himself as Leon, yes. He told Fisk his name directly.

The man named Lyon took two portraits, thrust them into Fisk's hands, and said to him: "These two people, one is called Sentinel and the other is called Danforth. They are both relatively powerful people. I need you to find them."

These two people.

Of course, I'm not asking you to arrest them. To be honest, these two are better fighters than me. It would take a millionaire to resist them both.

That's too far.

In short, you have to find the two of them, and then tell them: Leon is looking for them. Then they are gone, it’s that simple, do you understand?"

After tying the two pieces of paper and looking at the sketches on them, Fisk raised his head and asked, despite the blood on his face, "Is it because of this? Is it just this?"

Pia!

Another big mouth.

"How are you talking! What do you mean? What do you mean, do you look down on me?"

"No! Of course not!"

Fisk shook his head and said: "If this is just the request...

You could have just said it properly without hitting me..."

Oh~

Leon nodded: "That's right, haha, I'm sorry, but when I see your face, I remember the things you did in the past. I'm not going to lie to you, I wanted to kill you on the way here just now.

You were missing from the previous collection, which has always been a regret in my heart."

Patting Fisk's big head, Leon said sincerely.

He was sincere here, but Fisk didn't feel very comfortable in his heart.

Why does this sound like... it sounds like a perverted murderer...

This kid named Leon, at first glance, he seems to be someone who can really do such a thing!

"I'm telling you..."

Leon patted Fisk on the head again and said, "Actually, I'm still used to calling you Kingpin, or Kingpin.

It's not a warning, anyway, you can do whatever you want, but you'd better do as I say and help me find these two people, otherwise, I will really kill you.

Believe me, I want to kill you. There shouldn't be many people in this world who can stop me.

Haha, I said those two people can fight better than me, and that’s true. But I advise you not to place your hopes on them.

Knowing your true identity, you two may not be able to do anything."

Bending down to wipe the blood from Jin Tie's nose with a curtain, Chen Qi said to him gently: "So now, do we have an agreement?"

Fisk folded the two pieces of paper, put them into his clothes, and nodded.

"Goodboy! Then, I won't disturb your work. I'll come to see you again in a few days. It's still at night, and it's still in this room. Don't keep me waiting~"

Waving his hands with Jin Ping, Leon took two steps back and disappeared into the darkness.

At the other end, the four "Lions" playing poker also completed the final game.

"It's boring, really, how the hell do you remember cards?"

Said a Leon with three notes stuck on his face.

"Alas! They were all taught by a sand sculpture, and they can't break the tricks!"

Another Lyon with five notes said this.

"I don't really care about anything else, but this deck of cards with five kings is outrageous!"

A whole piece of paper was directly pasted on Lyon's angrily throwing cards.

"I was just kidding, how did I know that the five kings are all spades and you didn't even notice after playing more than ten times!"

The last one, Leon with a clean face, scratched his head and said.

"No more playing, the main body is gone, what are we still doing here!"

"Where are you going?"

"Well... go to the chess and card room to play mahjong..."

"How can you be so promising? Where is the chess and card room here!"

"Going to eat?"

"Go and hit someone?"

"Going to perform surgery on someone?"

"Well... there seems to be a Victoria's Secret show going on here, let's..."

"Walk!"

"Walk!"

"Walk!"

…………

The four "Lions" waved their hands to Kingpin one by one, disappeared into the darkness.

Fisk was quiet for a long time in the empty office again, and then he took out the two portraits in his arms.

After hesitating again and again, Fisker still didn't have the courage to tear up the two pieces of paper.

After thinking for a moment, he walked to the attached bathroom, looked at himself in the mirror with a sullen face, his face still stained with blood, silently received the water, washed his face, then walked back to his desk, pressed

I pressed the button I wanted to press just now.

"Payton, come in, I just fell and was injured.

Well, it's not a big problem. By the way, you go contact the doctor and ask Coburn to come and answer the phone.

...Coburn, now! Immediately! Go monitor the Victoria's Secret catwalk! Follow everyone who deserves attention!"

Putting down the communicator pressed to his ear, Coburn's brows gradually relaxed with a confused look on his face.

After all, he is the boss who has been with him all the way, but he still feels sorry for his brother!

…………………………………………

After Leon left the Presidential Palace, he didn't even think about going anywhere else. He just followed the big hole he had just flown out of and returned to Tony's house.

However, Tony Stark did not go as Leon expected. He had returned home with a bunch of people blocking him.

"Tony? Tony!"

Tony is definitely not here.

"Jarvis? Friday? Pepper?"

None of them are here.

"Eh? This is strange. I knocked the goldfish unconscious several times just now. It's been more than two hours, why haven't I come back yet?

Does it take so long to test the performance of a armor?"

Leon was a little confused.

Go look for it?

Forget it, Tony is such a big man, and he still goes out wearing a suit, what's the problem?
To be continued...