Chapter 169 Jin Bing’s invitation
Wes slowly walked in front of Pierce, and then stepped on Pierce's chest heavily.
Pierce's body was slightly shocked, with a painful expression on his face.
"Itching feels 24 hours a day, and it will be more serious every other day. I wonder how long can you hold on?"
Wes's voice was cold and ruthless.
Pierce is cold, and he can imagine the endless pain he will face in the future.
"You can fight the 'braised eggs' like this." Wes said quietly, the sound was so low that only Pierce could hear it. "Strive."
The corner of Wes's mouth raised slightly, showing a ridiculous smile.
Subsequently, Wes kicked Pierce at Steve's feet, as if discarding an unparalleled item.
"This guy has given you it." Wes said, and the figure disappeared instantly.
Nickfre quickly raised Pierce, his face was gloomy.
"I need an explanation." Nickfrer's voice was full of anger and questioning.
"Of course," Pierce answered him with itching, his voice trembled. "But now I have to perform an operation first."
Pierce knows that with the current surgical technology, he can cut off some nerves and make his skin lose feeling, which temporarily relieves the pain of itching.
Nickfre looked straight at his eyes, his eyes were full of doubt and review.
Pierce did not dodge and looked at him.
At this time, he couldn't be guilty, otherwise he would be bitten by Nixefry.
Pierce knows that he must keep calm to deal with the crisis in front of him.
"Snake rats." After Tony left this taunt, he drove away.
He was very disappointed with the behavior of the Aegis Bureau and did not want to participate in the chaos anymore.
Steve sighed, and he knew he couldn't leave like Tony.
He decided to stay to clean up the charges.
In the early morning of the next day, the news reported that an official in Washington caused explosion due to improper use of natural gas.
This explanation is obviously far -fetched, and can only deceive honest people.
Those who have a little mind will not believe this ghost.
Some organizations also inferred that Weis was the mysterious wizard in the New York War and the owner of the "Hogwarts Potion Shop" in the New York War.
The news quickly spread, and countless organizations and individuals wanted to find Wes.
Some of them use his strength to achieve his ambitions in order to control him;
Some want to trade with him and get precious magic items;
Some simply pursue the power of magic and eager to explore this mysterious field.
However, more people know that he is not easy to provoke, and put him into a unspeakable list.
Wes's bounty was revoked, and when the news came, Wes was not too heartbroken.
However, what he didn't expect anyway was that when he returned to New York, someone couldn't wait to find it.
The people who came really surprised Wes, but it turned out to be gold.
The height of up to two meters high, the weight of 204 kg, huge and strong in size, giving a strong sense of oppression.
Even in a white suit and a tie, the straight suit was tight on his huge body, but he still couldn't cover the powerful aura that he emitted from him, giving a very deterrent visual impact.
This image is really different from the image of a businessman in the traditional sense.
His burly figure, sharp eyes, and the domineering showed by his hands and feet are more in line with the identity of his underground world tyrant in New York.
"Hello, Mr. Elvin." The voice of Jin and the voice was low and thick. Strong muscles break.
"Gold me?" Wes frowned slightly, and a doubt flashed in her eyes.
He really didn't understand why he came to the door at this time.
Doesn't he know that the SHIELD and the US government can't wait to kill himself now?
In such a sensitive period, contact with yourself is undoubtedly a very dangerous thing.
"I have a business to talk to you." Jin showed his intention directly.
"Want potion?" Wes refused without hesitation, "I don't lack money now."
"Of course not." Jin quickly waved his hand and denied. He personally opened the door of the car behind the car, sideways slightly, and made a request, "This is not a place to speak."
Wase raised his eyebrows, looked at the sincere golden, and secretly speculated his purpose in his heart.
After a while, Wes sat in the back row.
It can be seen that Jin was relieved after seeing Wes in the car.
Subsequently, Jin sat in the cab and drove himself.
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
This car is obviously modified, otherwise it will be ride on the steering wheel with the huge body shape.
There was no speech all the way, and the car was steadily driving on the streets of New York.
In the end, I came to the Phosks Building.
This is one of the old nests of the golden meal. He here is the management of criminal organizations, planning criminal activities, and trading and negotiation with other criminals or forces.
Take the elevator to the top office, gold and take away all subordinates. "No one is allowed to disturb without my instructions."
The sound of gold is serious and majestic.
At this moment, only Wes and Gold were left in the office.
The silent and silent space seemed to be shrouded in an invisible tension atmosphere.
The sun came in through the huge floor -to -ceiling windows, but it could not dispel this depressed atmosphere.
Weis sat there quietly, looking at the gold opposite.
Jin and Jin Zhi straightened his huge body, leaning on the desk slightly, his eyes deep and complicated, and seemed to be thinking about the next words.
"Mr. Elvin doesn't know if you have heard of 'keels'?"
Kim opened the door directly to see the mountain, his voice was low and powerful, and echoed in this quiet office.
"Do you mean the keel on the Kunlun Mountain?" Wes narrowed his eyes slightly, revealing a trace of surprise in his tone.
"Mr. Elvin really learned," Kim smiled, but the smile made people shudder and could scare crying children.
"But the keel is not in New York in Kunlun, just in Manhattan."
Was was interested in now, and his body leaned slightly, and his eyes flashed with curious light.
"What's going on."
Kim sucked the cigars slowly, and then slowly spit out a circle of smoke.
The smoke rose in the air.
"This will start from several years ago."
Gold was trapped in memories.
Weis didn't disturb him.
