"I said, why are we here to spy on a high school student?"

The young man stood next to the newsstand, picked up a newspaper and looked at it, in fact his eyes were fixed on the target in the distance, without the slightest slackening.

"It's just routine." A colleague's voice came from the headset.

Across the street, a middle-aged man leaned against a car, occasionally raising his hand to look at the time, as if waiting for someone.

"According to the information we have got, this high school student named Sean Siperth, a week ago, was threatened by gangsters, and those people are now lying in the hospital, and then a leader found him again, just yesterday, in an abandoned factory in the suburbs of Queens, there were fourteen corpses, including the leader."

What does this mean? A high school student killed fourteen gangsters with guns? The young man pursed his lips, a little disappreciative in his heart.

"Of course not, but it's all too coincidental, so we need to look into Sean Siperth's suspicions."

The middle-aged man whispered, he also didn't think that a high school student who had lost his parents since childhood could kill fourteen gangsters by himself, but according to the procedures of the headquarters, they had to follow and monitor all suspicious targets one or more times until they were removed from the list.

"Maybe it's just a normal gang conflict." The young man said casually, "The boss of that boss is Frank D'Amico on the West Coast, this guy has recently been fighting for Hell's Kitchen territory with the Japanese hand peace meeting and the Irish gang, who knows if these two forces are doing it." ”

"Well, that makes sense, remember to write that in the report."

The middle-aged man agreed and said that under the glossy appearance of New York, there are also many invisible darkness and squalour, and those gangsters are always fighting for turf and illegal business.

"Speaking of Hell's Kitchen, there's something to focus on, too."

"There are several guys on the list - Daredevil, known as the 'Red Demon of Hell's Kitchen', a strange guy who has recently emerged, fights criminals at night, has excellent fighting skills, and superhuman perception, and a punisher, this guy is ruthless, ruthless to criminals, judging by his style of conduct, he is judged to be a highly trained soldier or mercenary."

The young man read a few people on the list, these are all targets that need to be closely monitored, and the reason why they only maintain a certain level of attention is because they are not dangerous people and do not have the ability to threaten the federal government or homeland security, so they only need to have a rough idea of their whereabouts and the scope of their activities.

"These people are not easy to mess with, and it seems that there are more and more weird guys like them."

The middle-aged man shook his head, when did these people start to appear in New York, they used to face transnational underground organizations, as well as terrorist groups, and now they have to deal with a group of weird guys who like to wear tights and uniforms.

"Alright, that's the end of today's surveillance mission, number 76, Sean Siperth, everything is fine."

The young man put down the newspaper in his hand and glanced at the high school student in the distance, who had been sitting in the comic shop, seemingly fascinated by the wonderful plot of the comic book and had forgotten the time to go home.

"How the hell did you connect a high school student who loves to read comics with a ruthless killer?" The young man sneered.

As the sun sets, the warm orange glow envelops the city, the highway is bustling with traffic, and pedestrians rush to their homes, ending a fast-paced day of life and craving a little relaxation and tranquility from home.

After the two men left, Sean slowly put down the comic book in his hand, with a relieved glint in his eyes.

"It's really a meticulous and careful secret service, and it won't let go of even such a small coincidence."

The conversation between the two agents was all intercepted by Sean, who was listening intently, where would they have imagined that this monitored high school student actually has unimaginable powerful abilities, and all the values of his body have been enhanced, including his own perception ability.

"Daredevil, the Punisher...... It turns out that S.H.I.E.L.D. has been monitoring these street heroes. From the conversation between the two agents, Sean learned some valuable information.

In the early years, Hell's Kitchen was a famous slum on the island of Manhattan, mainly populated by the working class of Irish immigrants, known for its chaotic and backward living quality, serious ethnic conflict and high crime rate, and later it became a haven for criminals, breeding many criminals and gang bosses.

"Looks like there's a well-known real estate tycoon, Wilson Fisk."

Sean sorted out more information from his previous memories, which was very helpful for him to figure out the situation in this world, he was just a small person now, and he didn't want to face a behemoth like S.H.I.E.L.D., and those superheroes who flew away and had extraordinary abilities had not yet fully appeared, and if he wanted to get more benefits as soon as possible, then he had to start planning slowly.

Who to start with?

Sean thought about it seriously and decided to deal with Frank Damiko first, just enough to divert S.H.I.E.L.D.'s attention and save those guys from wasting time on themselves.

After making a plan in his heart, Sean returned home, changed into an elastic vest, sweated like rain in the empty room that had been transformed, and all kinds of fitness equipment were placed in the room.

Whew!

Sean's chest is like a blower, making a dull breathing sound, and he continues to strengthen his body through high-intensity extreme training, and the feeling of getting stronger bit by bit is simply fascinating.

He had a vague hunch that as long as he insisted on this kind of training, he would be able to get more generous rewards when he broke a certain shackle.

"It's time to be a superhero fighting gangster crime."

A smile appeared on the corner of Sean's mouth, he was going to pay another visit to Mr. Frank Damiko after a while, but the appearance of S.H.I.E.L.D. made him change his plan, if another new person appeared worthy of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s attention, those agents would naturally not continue to focus on themselves, so that they could divert the attention of the other party, and secondly, they could solve their own economic crisis.

Due to the purchase of a large amount of gym equipment, as well as high-calorie food to replenish energy, Sean used almost the generous compensation, so it is really the best of both worlds to solve the West Coast drug lords, and by the way, he can also rob the rich and help the poor.

"If you become Iron Man, you probably won't have these troubles."

Sean laughed at himself, the initial process of primitive accumulation is always long and arduous, but as long as he takes a solid first step, then the road behind will naturally be much easier, countless wealth, awe-inspiring status, these he will have sooner or later.