Marvel’s Big Villain

Jason stood up and retorted: "How much did New York pay for the data you mentioned?"

"Black guns, high grass, casinos, and flesh and blood transactions are flooding."

"All legally operating merchants must pay a protection fee to gold."

"Kim and his competitors in business all rolled to the bottom of New York Harbor to feed the fish."

"The blood stained on Jin Bin's hands will never be washed clean, do you want me to continue?"

Wesley was at a loss for words for a while, and didn't know how to justify, so he could only bite the bullet and said: "At least those ordinary people who would have died, saved their lives."

Jason smiled contemptuously: "It's hard for you to say this. Wake up, Wesley. We are all villains, and Jin Bing is just doing evil under the banner of change. I can see all this clearly , and you have been dazzled by Jin Bin's words."

"shut up!"

Wesley blushed and suddenly became very anxious: "I don't want to talk about these topics with you anymore, and I don't have the answers you want in me, get out of my house."

Jason sat back on the chair and said roguely: "Then please come up with an answer, otherwise I will live here in the future, and you have to take care of the food."

Wesley couldn't laugh or cry: "Jason, you know so many people, why are you staring at me?"

"Because you are Jin Bin's lover, the manager of the gang, and the person most likely to get in touch with the core of the matter."

"Besides, I'm the one with a reward of 3 million US dollars now. Those cronies from the past are probably waiting for me to come to the door so that they can catch me and receive the reward."

"Hey……"

Wesley let out a long sigh, and sat on the steps of the stairs a little tired.

Jason is relying on him, as long as he doesn't give an answer, Jason won't leave.

After a few minutes, Wesley suddenly lifted his drooping head, and the expression on his face seemed to know something.

"There is a situation."

"Say."

"Since your rebellion, Jin Bin ordered me to start an internal cleansing."

"All your territory has been taken back."

"Your cronies were all executed."

"Even the subordinates who once took orders from you have been completely disrupted and assigned to territories outside New York."

Jason's expression was calm, not surprised at all.

"But... there is one exception."

Jason frowned: "Who?"

"Paul!"

Wesley looked at Jason's face, and continued: "He is your most trusted confidant, and it is logically impossible for him to survive, but not only was he not executed, but he also divided a lot of your territory."

Hearing this name, Jason's expression was a little astonished, and then he became very angry: "You better make sure what you said is true, otherwise..."

Wesley said seriously: "I know the consequences, so I dare not lie."

Jason stared at him, trying to see the flaws in his expression, but Wesley's eyes were very firm, and he didn't seem to be lying at all.

"Shit!" Jason was furious, and slammed his fist on the bar counter.

Paul.

How could it be him.

Sitting on the stool in silence for a long time, Jason stood up and prepared to leave.

"Don't change your phone number, I will continue to contact you."

Wesley's face was ugly: "FUCK YOU Jason! I swear this is the last time I will help you."

"Really?" Jason took out his phone and showed him a video.

"There is a video of your wife on the phone, the adulterer whose palm was broken, and the recording of our conversation just now. If you don't want to be troubled by NYPD or Kim, you understand."

"FUCK!" Wesley was furious instantly, his eyes turned red.

He really wanted to take out his pistol immediately and beat the damned man in front of him into a sieve.

But he knew in his heart that as long as he dared to draw a gun, he would definitely be beaten into a sieve.

"three times!"

Wesley looked at him angrily, stretched out his finger and said, "I've helped you three times, you must delete all the video and audio, and you are not allowed to copy files."

Jason shook his phone and said with a sarcastic smile, "I'll eat you for the rest of my life."

After speaking, he opened the door and left.

Wesley looked at Jason's back in a daze, and staggered and fell to the ground.

…………………

Leaving Wesley's villa, Jason went straight to the apartment building five blocks away, where Paul's home was.

Although the house there is not comparable to Jason's Manhattan high-rise apartment, nor is it comparable to Wesley's American lawn villa.

But in the eyes of the vast majority of Americans, this is still a house they desire but cannot afford.

Jason was preoccupied, and his steps were fast.

More than half an hour later, he came to a ten-story apartment building. Paul's home was on the fifth floor of this apartment building.

Jason stood where he was, looked at the dark windows on the fifth floor, and walked in quickly.

Boom boom boom.

Arriving at Paul's house, Jason knocked on the door.

After knocking several times in a row, an angry voice came from the room.

"Who the hell!"

Jason lowered his voice and said, "Me."

"Oh, shit!"

There was a panic in the room.

squeak~~

After a while, the door opened.

A black guy in his early twenties, wearing shorts and a T-shirt poked his head out.

"Boss."

"Hey, Paul."

The two men looked at each other for a few seconds in the corridor, and Paul turned sideways and urged, "Come in."

After Jason entered the room, Paul looked outside the door and closed the door immediately after confirming that there was nothing abnormal.

The apartment was small in size, but it was kept clean and tidy, obviously not something a single man could do.

"Boss, why are you here?"

Paul came over and asked, looking a little nervous.

Jason sighed, slumped on the sofa weakly, and said dejectedly: "I had a falling out with Jin. Now he is chasing me all over the city and almost killed me. I really have nowhere to go, so I can only come to you." Hiding here for a while."

Hearing this, Paul's expression relaxed a lot, he patted his chest and said, "Boss, you can live here with peace of mind, Jin never thought that you would hide here."

"Well, thank you."

Jason looked up again and asked, "Are Lisa and the children asleep?"

Talking about the family, Paul had a happy smile on his face: "I just woke up, Lisa is breastfeeding, and they will fall asleep after drinking milk."

Jason hurriedly apologized: "Sorry to bother you."

Paul waved his hand lightly, and said indifferently: "Don't say that, if the boss hadn't rescued me from Hell's Kitchen, I might have died there long ago."

"You took me in, taught me to fight, taught me how to shoot, taught me how to live in the world, and even the mortgage of this apartment was paid for by you. You are my lifelong benefactor. This kindness..."

"Okay, okay, don't be nasty. You know, I don't like this."

"Well, I mean, as long as the boss wants, he can live here forever."

Jason nodded and asked, "Let's talk about it later. Is there any food at home? I'm starving to death."

Paul smiled and said, "There is still a large piece of beef pizza in the kitchen. Boss, wait a moment, I will heat it up."

After speaking, Paul turned and went to the kitchen, took out the pizza from the refrigerator, and heated it in the oven.

After finishing these things, he poked his head out and glanced at the living room, then took out his mobile phone and typed quickly.

"Jason is at my house, come quickly!"