Wanda saw this kind of scene for the first time, and she felt that her heart was shocked, and she wanted to go down and take a look.

Daisy had nothing to do, and they got out of the car and walked slowly down the street.

Wanda laid flowers in front of a picture of an aunt, and after looking at it for a while, she could feel the sadness of the family members, but this sadness was far away from her.

After staying there for a while, he stepped out of the crowd and told Daisy about his experience: "They love their family very much......"

"Who doesn't love their families, may they rest in peace in heaven......" Marvel is broken, ordinary people really need luck to survive, Daisy thought about it, and she was stunned halfway through.

What religion should Wanda follow? Judging by the blood of her father Magneto, she should be Jewish, right? Or maybe even Lorna?

Should I follow their blood habits, or should I go wild? Happy Hanukkah? It's weird to think about.

This problem was quickly put behind him, and Magneto sowed seeds all over the world, and he didn't care, what he was thinking.

Along the way, many homes were turned into rubble, some families were killed, some survived one or two, they posted photos of the victims on the steps in front of their homes, dotted with some candles around them, yellow and white carnations were neatly stacked, whether they knew each other or not, everyone lowered their voices to see off the victims.

There is still some solemnity in the places where there is good security, but in some places where the law and order is not so good, and as night falls, criminal activities that are ten times more rampant than in the past begin.

They burst into the homes of the residents and took the last bit of food they had left, or they ran into convenience stores in groups, took whatever they saw, and shot at the resistance.

The sound of gunfire and sirens became a feature of the New York night.

Is there something I should do about it? Seeing this scene, Daisy asked herself, but she didn't know what she should do after thinking about it for a long time, let alone her, it was Washington, and Lincoln couldn't get up from the coffin.

The alien invasion has upset the balance between the original classes, and the crime of the past has re-emerged, and even many honest people with their own pistols have taken to the streets, and they have nothing but to plunder others to obtain the necessities they urgently need.

Nowadays, the best thing to do is to impose a curfew, everyone stays home, and the army takes to the streets to maintain law and order, which is a good idea, but Daisy knows that it is not realistic, and the situation in the United States does not allow it.

There can be curfews in West Africa, no New Guinea, not the United States, and no more in New York, with a population of tens of millions.

She can only think of other ways, official means do not work, so use unofficial means.

Driving into the familiar Hell's Kitchen, I twisted around to the base camp of Jinji, and the sign in front of the gate showed that this was the United Construction Company that made her very uncomfortable back then.

The car stopped in the distance, told Wanda to wait for her, and she closed the door and walked inside.

Not ready to talk nonsense with these rough men at the door, she bent the visible light around her body and walked in from under the noses of several people.

Jin Ji's men seem to be three points better than the gangsters in the city, and being well-trained is one thing, and daring to fight is another.

Walking all the way to Jin Ji, a room full of men and Jin who was reading a book did not notice her, Daisy lifted her invisibility, and tapped the floor with her heels, making a "thump" sound.

"What people!" A bunch of little brothers saw that there was a big living person in the air, and they all hurriedly raised their pistols, and the bullseye in the distance took out a dagger from his arms, and made a gesture of preparing to throw with his wrist.

Although their movements are not as exaggerated as snails in Daisy's eyes, they are not that fast, and the speed of the bullseye is not bad, and in Daisy's opinion, this guy's throwing skills have exceeded the limits of humans.

Daisy ignored the numerous pistols, which were not as big as Magneto's, but they simply couldn't fire if she was prepared.

She looked at Jin He, this guy was really strong enough, two meters tall and weighed more than two hundred kilograms, standing there like a thick wall.

One meter seventy-seven, which is considered tall among women, but against the background of Jin He's height, Daisy is a lot shorter, so she chooses to sit down and talk.

"Mr. Fisk? Or is it Mr. Koncho? She ignored the muzzles around her and asked politely.

Kim waved at his subordinates, signaling that it was okay and telling them all to go down.

It wasn't until the bullseye brought him to the door that he said in a low voice, "Miss Johnson doesn't enjoy the happiness of your luxury villa, come to me?" ”

......

Half an hour later, Bullseye was worried about Kim's safety, and pushed open the door to find that Daisy had been gone for a long time, and there was no evidence that outsiders had been here before, except for the faint aroma of the room.

Kim didn't pay attention to the bullseye, he sat on the couch and thought.

"That guy is here to beat us?" Bullseye thinks he's guessed Daisy's purpose.

It's a pity that Jin He shook his head: "She wants to support us with a batch of advanced weapons of Hammer's military industry to unify the New York underworld." ”

This answer made Bullseye stunned for a while, he was also a very smart person, and after a little thought, he knew that this matter was unusual: "What are her conditions?" Give up the business of the population or the business of laundry detergent? ”

Jin Ji still shook his head: "She doesn't allow us to bribe police and government personnel." ”

"Gone?"

"It's gone."

Bullseye pondered left and right: "It doesn't seem to be an excessive condition, we can still save money, recruit more people, and expand more territory." ”

The current Jin is not the emperor of the underworld, limited by his knowledge and his own height, he can't see how much influence the combination of black and white can have on the existing order, without the assistance of the gangster strategist, his situation is far inferior to the original time and space.

He was very moved by the military weapons provided by Daisy, and agreed to it at the time, but now he is a little hesitant, but unfortunately Bullseye is not a person with a unique vision, and a pie that unifies the New York underworld smashes the two of them unconscious.

The first day after the Battle of New York was spent in pain and tears, all the churches were overcrowded, and many pastors comforted the citizens almost without rest, regardless of their usual negative news, at least in comforting people.

Whether it's hypocrisy or acting, no matter what they really think, Daisy feels that as long as they do their job, they deserve to be recognized.

She spent the morning attending the funeral.

She can attend near New York, but she doesn't have time to attend funerals in other cities and countries.

She basically didn't know the sacrificed agents, and these people didn't have much intersection with her, the deputy director, so she didn't need to go to the funeral to give a speech, show her sense of existence, and strive for them the honor of sacrificing her life for the country, which was worthy of her heart.