68: Do You Want to Do That in The Car?

"Boss Kingpin, transactions in several places are proceeding in an orderly manner."

"So far, nothing has happened."

Kingpin in the hot spring pool nodded in satisfaction after listening to the report of his subordinates. 

As long as there are no problems with these businesses, he is still the king of the New York City underground.

Kingpin sneered: "Okay, you go down." 

"Tell the people under you to be more restrained recently, and don't cause me trouble."

The subordinate nodded lightly: "Yes, Boss Kingpin." 

Seeing that the subordinate didn't mean to leave, Kingpin asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Boss Kingpin... Andrew's stock of Stark Industries? Do you want to go get it?"

Kingpin narrowed his eyes, he was so caught up in these trivial matters today that he forgot about it. 

"Get it here, and send more people over tomorrow."

"Remember, bring him to me, and I will personally sign a transfer contract with him."

The subordinate smiled slightly: "Understood, Boss Kingpin." 

"I will bring him to you tomorrow."

"Well, let's go. Always pay attention to the trend of the transaction, and contact everyone if there is a problem."

"Even if you die, you can't be caught."

Kingpin ordered. 

If these people in charge of transactions are caught, the consequences will be dire.

"Don't worry, Boss Kingpin. The brothers under his command all understand."

"Then I won't disturb Kingpin boss."

Kingpin nodded and waited until the person left before continuing to lie in the hot spring pool with his eyes closed.

Enjoy.

After the subordinate walked out of the room, he remembered the scene in the hot spring pool just now. 

I couldn't help but feel hot.

"Damn, every time I come here to report something, I have to see how cool he is."

"No, I'm going to have a good time too." 

"At this point in the transaction, it should be fine. Anyway, there have been no accidents for so many years." 

"It must be fine tonight."

After thinking about it, the subordinate walked in the other direction with a smile on his face.

"Today, these are all high-quality goods."

"The price is naturally high." 

"Boss Kingpin also said that now the Interpol is very strict, you can only buy from us." 

One of the leading porters pointed to the woman in the container and said confidently. 

Now almost the entire world's population buying and selling must go through the hands of Kingpin.

After the family is dominant, it is normal to sit on the ground and raise the price.

As long as there is still room for profit, the group of desperados in front of them will not care too much.

After the translation, the faces of the group of people in camouflage became a little ugly.

The one in the lead spoke an incomprehensible language to the one behind him.

Then the man behind him put on a mask and walked into the container.

Daredevil Matthew, who had been watching, frowned, and the next moment, a woman's scream of fear could be heard inside the container.

Matthew's hand holding the stick burst into a vein, but it wasn't time to shoot.

And so far the group of women is safe.

The one in the camouflage uniform just now went in and just tore apart a few of them to check the condition.

After a while, the man in camouflage came out and whispered a few words in the ear of their leader. 

The leader nodded.

Under the transfer of the translator, the leaders on both sides shook hands happily. 

Recommendation achieved.

Matthew above knows that now is the best time to do it.

The moment the two sides reach a deal is when they are at their most slack.

With a flick of the red stick in his hand, it instantly stretched into a long stick: "Tonight, I don't plan to keep it."

Just as Matthew was about to jump from the top to start, the surrounding sirens suddenly sounded loudly. 

Matthew's eyes narrowed suddenly: "What's the matter, why are the police coming here at this time?"

"If there's a massive shootout, the people in the container are in danger." 

Although it has a keen five senses, it just focuses on the inside of the container. 

Didn't notice that the police were still in ambush all around.

This time, Matthew let go of his five senses completely, and Matthew's complexion changed in an instant.

"There are so many people here?"

A large group of detectives burst out of the darkness and surrounded everyone in the deal.

"Don't move! We're NYPD detectives, and you've been arrested."

When the two groups of people were just preparing to use their guns to defend themselves, dozens of infrared rays instantly covered their bodies.

In addition, there was a group of rushing out, holding pistols directly toward them. 

Resist?

Resist the ass!

They determined that as long as they dared to make the next move, they would be shot into a hornet's nest in an instant. 

This is a beautiful country, as long as these detectives feel that their lives are in danger, they can rob without hesitation.

"Throw all your weapons here!"

"I count to 3!"

George held a shotgun at the two groups in front of him.

Since the last time he dealt with Connors the Lizard, he felt that the shotgun was really comfortable to use. 

"3....."

"2....."

The two leaders glanced at each other and read two words from the eyes of the confrontation in eye contact.

Accept fate!

Without hesitation, the two leaders threw out the pistols in their hands. 

The people behind saw that the leader had surrendered, and they also threw their weapons one after another.

Because if you don't throw it out, you might really die. 

Throw it out and still live.

Although they are all outlaws, doing illegal business, but who would want to die if they can survive?

George watched the group of people cooperate so well and glanced at the inspector beside him and then summoned Roar's other men to go up and tie them all up.

Matthew was on it, staring blankly. 

Since becoming Daredevil.

It was the first time he felt like a spectator. 

It's over without any help.

I thought there would be an intense shootout, but is it resolved so quickly now?

After everyone was arrested, a police detective rushed over: "Head, Inspector. Go look over there."

George and the inspector looked at each other, and the two walked in front of a container. 

When they saw the scene inside and the unpleasant stench, their expressions instantly became extremely ugly.

In this container, there are all women. 

Among them, black women are the majority, followed by white women, and finally yellow people.

From the time they were put into the container, they all ate and drank in the container.

Therefore, in the container of At the moment, there is this unpleasant fermented smell.

"Is this all done by Kingpin?"

George looked at the inspector beside him.

The inspector nodded: "Yes, according to the clues and information we found, it is all related to Kingpin." 

George's face gradually became gloomy, and such a thing happened under his eyelids.

If it weren't for the fact that Interpol found him today, I'm afraid he would know nothing about it.

The inspector also noticed the change in George's mood and patted George on the shoulder. 

"Don't worry, as long as you get solid evidence, you can arrest him."

George turned his head to the radio equipment beside him and said, "Notify all hospitals in New York City that we need support here."

Under George's instructions, the follow-up work was carried out in an orderly manner.

And the same thing happened all over New York. 

Police all over the world have destroyed various crime scenes today.

And it was surprisingly smooth, almost taking down a piece of hard bone without abandoning a single soldier. 

The chiefs of the local bureaus all smiled as brightly as chrysanthemums. 

This year's target, isn't this the target?

After soaking in the hot spring, Kingpin lying on the big bed is also very happy.

Because up to now, no one has come down to report the problem. 

That proves that tonight's transactions are going smoothly.

Kingpin smiled proudly: "I'm happy tonight, let's have fun with you."

Soon, a cheerful and cheerful voice sounded in Kingpin's room.

Some of the younger brothers who were guarding outside felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this voice.

But there is no way, who let the one inside be their boss? 

So I can't do anything, I can only continue to guard.

On the other side.

Inside an upscale restaurant.

After enjoying the sunset, Andrew brought Gwen and Pikachu to a restaurant at the foot of the mountain for dinner.

Andrew wore headphones and listened to the action reports of various police stations intercepted by the Red Queen. 

Also smiled with satisfaction.

Soon, Kingpin will feel the sensation of falling from heaven to hell.

Gwen, sitting opposite Andrew, put his arms around Pikachu. 

When no one was paying attention, he secretly took a piece of fruit from the table and handed it to Pikachu: "Pikachu, try this, is it delicious?"

Pikachu took the fruit and put it in his mouth, chewed it for a while, and said with some disgust: "Pika..."

"Andrew, what is Pikachu talking about?"

"He said it was too sour."

Gwen smiled: "The lemon is definitely hot and sour. Try this cherry." 

"Pika...chu..."

Pikachu's delicious ears twitched. 

Looking at the two little guys who had finished eating and were playing, Andrew asked, "Gwen, are you full?"

"Well, I'm full. How about you, Pikachu." 

"Pika...chu..."

Pikachu's restless little paws stretched out on the table and took a cherry and put it in his mouth. 

After eating, he said: "Pickaa...Pickaa..."

"Okay, let's go then."

Outside the restaurant, Andrew brought Gwen to the front of the car. 

Gwen looked at Andrew's car and suddenly thought of a question he had discussed with his friends when he was at school.

So he looked at Andrew.

Andrew also noticed Gwen's eyes.

"What's the matter? Did I get something on my face?"

After asking, Andrew picked up the mineral water and took a sip.

Gwen smiled and asked, "Andrew, do you want to do that in the car?"

"...

The water in Andrew's mouth spewed out directly. 

Looking at Andrew's strange actions, Pikachu was also confused: "Pika? Pika?"

Around, all kinds of people who came in and out also looked here curiously. 

Pointing and pointing, whispering.

"Young people these days really know how to play."

"Wouldn't it be a bit of a waste for such a good car?" 

"You take care of them, the couple's own business."

"Husband, where's your car..."

Gwen also noticed the weird faces of the people around him, but he didn't realize that it was his own problem. 

Just when I was about to ask again.

Andrew felt coming to her and covered her mouth: "Gwen, tell the truth, who taught you this?"

Gwen was stunned: "Who taught me what?"

"That's the one you just asked."

"Did you mean the car?"

Gwen looked at Andrew and lowered her voice intelligently. 

Andrew nodded, if he knew who taught Gwen to badly like this, he would definitely let him go!

Hmm~ 

Except yourself. 

"Just when I was in school, I heard other girls say it, and I asked them what they meant." 

"They said they would find a boyfriend with a car in the future, and they would know."

"Then I just saw your car and I remembered." 

Gwen recalled with a simple expression, and then asked: "Andrew, what is that?"

"Is that a bad word?"

Andrew struggled for a while but still had to explain it to Gwen. 

It would be embarrassing for her to ask others.

Andrew gently leaned into Gwen's ear, and Pikachu's small ears, which were eavesdropping on gossip in his arms, also perked up: "Pika..."

With Andrew's explanation, Gwen's face became more and more red. 

In the end, it was buried directly on Pikachu's head. 

He quickly opened the door and entered the co-pilot's seat. 

Do not say a word.

Really embarrassed Deadman! 

It was so loud just now!

Andrew looked at Gwen's reaction and was a little amused.

Then I looked at my car again, and it was a pity.

This car, it seems, is not suitable for that. 

There is still time to buy a suitable one.

"Andrew, hurry up. I want to go home." 

Gwentong blushed and urged Andrew.

She didn't want to stay here for a second now, she was really ashamed just now.

Andrew sat in the main driver: "Okay, I'll take you home."

This time, Andrew didn't drive very fast.

Because the night view of New York City is quite good, you can just enjoy it through the window.

Gwen, who buried his head, pouted and looked at Andrew. 

Looking at Gwen with a cute face, Andrew asked curiously, "What's the matter?"

"Just now, why didn't you remind me quickly."

"Miss Gwen, I didn't know you would suddenly ask such a question."

Gwen thought about what had just happened, as if it was indeed the case, and suddenly asked. 

Andrew didn't respond.

"Humph!"

However, these did not prevent Gwen from being angry and turning his head away. 

Pikachu looked at Gwen with an incomprehensible expression: "Pika...Pika...chu"

"Andrew, what is Pikachu talking about?"

Andrew was stunned: "Do you really want to say it?"

"Definitely, otherwise how would I know what Pikachu is talking about?"

"Uh... What Pikachu asked is, what do you mean by that."

Gwen's face turned red again: "Ah..."

"Pikachu, remember!" 

"Don't ask that word again, Okay?"

To be continued...