Marvel’s Big Villain

Jason moved his arm, indicating that his injury was not serious.

"Since I started on the road of gangsters, getting injured and bleeding is as common as eating and drinking for me. As long as I can kill that old hag, this little injury is nothing at all."

"Okay boss, I'll arrange it immediately when I go back."

Seeing his insistence, Stan stopped talking too much.

Walking to the door of the room, he turned around and said, "By the way, this house is a safe place for our Drug Enforcement Bureau. You can live here with peace of mind. As long as this nigger doesn't go to death, no one will dare to find out about our Drug Enforcement Bureau's security. Come up to the head of the bureau."

Franklin's face was black, and he raised his middle finger and said back: "FUCK YOU! .

Stan shook his head and smiled, and pushed the door out.

"Boss, since there are actions at night, you should take advantage of this time to rest well, and I'll make you lunch."

Franklin helped Jason into the bedroom to lie down, then went to the kitchen and started cooking.

After lunch, Jason turned off the lights and rested to recharge his batteries for tonight's action.

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The sun was setting and the sky was dark.

Meimei fell asleep, and the complexion on Jason's face really improved a lot.

Walking out of the room, Stan in police uniform was sitting on the sofa, staring at Franklin.

Seeing Jason coming out of the room, he greeted him, then pointed to the suitcase on the ground and said, "Boss, the police combat uniform and weapons and equipment have been brought to you. Change into our clothes and we can set off."

Jason didn't talk nonsense, he took the suitcase into the bedroom and started changing clothes.

Two minutes later, a heavily armed 'SWAT' came out of the room.

Franklin's expression was a little frightened: "shit! I know I'm the boss, but my heart is still a little bit drummed. Could it be that I'm allergic to this dress?"

Stan exposed him mercilessly: "You are not allergic, but cowardly."

A police car from the Drug Enforcement Administration was parked in front of the tenement apartment.

After Jason and Stan got into the car, they sounded the alarm and drove towards the headquarters of the New York Drug Enforcement Administration.

【Ding! Trigger the task [Wicked Man's Revenge], task reward: 2000 points of wicked man's value]

[Mission details: As a big villain, revenge is the basic principle. Destroy Mrs. Gao's factory and make her pay for her stupidity. 】

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It is said that mice are afraid of cats by nature, and Jason believes this.

Ever since he got into the police car, he has been feeling sick all over.

When the police car drove into the Drug Enforcement Administration, the hairs all over his body stood on end.

The police car drove into the underground parking lot of the Drug Enforcement Administration, and Jason looked around vigilantly after getting out of the car.

The headquarters of the New York Drug Enforcement Administration is a high-rise building covering an area of ​​more than 5,000 square meters.

As the most powerful law enforcement agency of the federal government, every corner of the building revealed majesty and grandeur, which made Jason even more nervous.

After parking the car, Stan came over to comfort him and said, "You are now a special detective of the director of the Drug Enforcement Administration, no one dares to touch you, so relax."

Jason suddenly realized.

That's right, the director of the Drug Enforcement Administration is my younger brother, and the headquarters building is my back garden, so what the hell am I afraid of?

After thinking this through, Jason's sense of fear weakened a lot.

"Well, let's go!"

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The second basement of the Drug Enforcement Administration headquarters.

It was originally an underground parking lot, but now it has been converted into a temporary command post for the special operations team.

There is a square conference table in the central area, and in front of it is a monitoring network composed of more than 20 computers, which are closely monitoring the main roads near the Heicao factory.

Twenty special police explosion-proof vehicles lined up in a long line, and five heavily armed special police officers stood on both sides of each vehicle.

"Stan, everyone is here, just waiting for you."

Take the elevator to the second basement floor, and Stan's deputy immediately greets him.

He looked at Jason, who was wearing a special police combat uniform, and asked, "Who is this?"

"John, my special detective." Stan introduced a sentence, and then changed the subject: "Is there surveillance around the factory?"

"Three hours ago, it was already deployed."

"Well, is there any reaction from the factory?"

"Yes. Since the afternoon, Madam Gao's gang has been gathering at the factory, and they can only go in and out. At present, the total number of people has exceeded 200."

"Hmph!" Stan sneered, "A group of stupid guys think that if there are many people, they will be safe. Is there any news from the military?"

"Just received a reply. Three carrier helicopters have taken off and will arrive at the designated area in 20 minutes."

"Okay! You stay here and take charge of peripheral surveillance, and I'm in charge of on-site command! Let's start!"

The combat order was issued, and a hundred special police officers quickly boarded the explosion-proof vehicle. With the rumbling sound of the engine, they drove out of the parking lot roaring.

Stan took Jason to the top floor by elevator, where a police helicopter had been waiting for a long time.

After the two boarded the plane, the helicopter slowly lifted off and flew towards Hell's Kitchen.

Seeing all this, Jason was extremely shocked.

The gangsters and the like are really just small troubles.

In the face of the state's violent machinery, no matter how brutal the gang leader is, he is just a piece of meat on the chopping board.

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Manhattan, Hell's Kitchen, Hi Grass Factory.

Mrs. Gao was sitting on the luxurious sofa chair in the office, her brows were furrowed, her eyes were slightly closed, she was thinking of something.

Ever since the phone call with Jason, he has always felt a sense of fear and uneasiness in his heart.

It seemed that there was a pair of devil eyes from hell staring at her all the time.

In order to alleviate this sense of panic, she gathered all the armed forces in New York to the Hi Grass factory.

The people have arrived, but the sense of panic has not disappeared, but has become stronger.

She was thinking now, who is the source of this sense of panic?

Gold and.

No, it won't be him.

If Jin Bing's Heicao business wants to grow bigger and stronger, it must rely on its own sources of goods and channels.

Without her support, Kim would never be able to sit in the chair of the king of the gang.

It is precisely because of this level of interest that he dares to show off his power in front of Jin Bin, and Jin Bin must endure even if he gets angry again.

Since it wasn't Jin Bin, who else would it be? It couldn't be Jason.

Mrs. Gao was amused by her own thoughts.

An extremist with well-developed limbs and a simple mind, in the eyes of a superior like her, is no different from an ant on the street.

As long as Jason dared to come to the factory, he would never come back.

After thinking for a long time, Mrs. Gao couldn't come up with the result, but her brain was a little swollen.

Rubbing her temples, she stood up and went for a walk.

On the dense assembly line, countless Chinese laborers are producing in an orderly manner.

She is the only one in New York who can get the authentic hemp produced in Mexico. Relying on its excellent taste and quality, this factory has monopolized more than 80% of the hemp market in New York, which can be said to be in short supply.

"Boss." A Chinese-faced confidant came over: "Why did you gather all your men because of Jason? He can't escape the police now, how could he come here to die."

Wen Wu is the first, Wu Wu is the second, obviously he is not convinced by Jason.

"A little bit, but not all."

The confidant asked suspiciously: "It's not because of Jason, so who else do you need to worry about?"

Madam Gao was just about to answer, when suddenly there was a huge roar of propellers overhead!

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Thank you for the 1000 point reward from the starting point reader 【OliveOyl】!

The author has only watched the first season of "Daredevil", so Mrs. Gao is set as a wily and ordinary woman. Book friends who have watched other Marvel spin-offs should not worry about it.