Two days ago.

Hell's Kitchen is still peaceful.

Sitting in his own office, Ramon was an ordinary senior executive at the RAND Group about three months ago, in charge of marketing operations and public relations, but in the blink of an eye, he became the owner of the company, even if only in name. This kind of high position and enjoying the pleasure of power and money is really addictive.

"Okay, Mr. Wesley, I'll make sure the goods are handed over properly...... We are in contact with Yashida Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd. in Japan, and they are also very interested in Ambrera's gene medicine...... Yes, in two months, the RAND Group will have a scientific research team that will go to Africa......"

Ramon's tone was respectful, and it was hard to imagine that the helmsman of the RAND Group would have such a humble attitude, as if facing a big man, he wanted to kneel at the feet of the other party to show his inner respect.

The RAND Group often says that this high-flying Mr. Ramon can be favored by the upscale upstarts in Hell's Kitchen and supported to become a puppet who has ascended to a high position by relying on his ability to slap horses and flatter him.

Even if there are many people who are jealous and secretly spread some sour words, Ramon is still very satisfied with his current life, he is not an ambitious hero, his own talent is mediocre, he can be selected by Mr. Wesley, and sit on the top throne of the RAND Group, it is undoubtedly a great luck for him, to be a puppet of big people with peace of mind, and enjoy the life of a rich man by the way, which makes Ramon, who was only a middle-class family before, very happy.

Fighting for power and profit, shopping mall games, that's something that big people only think about, a pawn like himself, just do his job honestly. This is Ramon's truest thoughts.

Since the assassination of Kim, Hell's Kitchen has gone through several changes of dynasties before finally welcoming a true owner.

The mysterious man who sits behind the scenes, even the most well-informed information dealer and profit broker, only knows that the other party calls himself "King", James Wesley, who controls all the gangs in Hell's Kitchen, calls him the boss, and the only leader of the Hand has a close relationship with him.

It's not that no one wants to inquire deeply about the true identity of the boss behind the scenes, but most of the fate is evaporated from the world, as if it never existed. This kind of invisible terrifying shock makes the other party a taboo existence in Hell's Kitchen.

Money and violence now rule the neighborhood known as the Land of Sin, where complex interests are entangled in an impenetrable web that envelops Hell's Kitchen.

The RAND Group has become the largest transit point in Hell's Kitchen, relying on its own development of ocean transportation, doing international trade on the surface, and the business is constantly growing, secretly I don't know how many gangs are transporting prohibited items, drugs hidden in dolls, or guns mixed in fruits, piled up in containers on the port docks.

Hell's Kitchen is like a huge core, radiating its influence to the entire city through various criminal profits, and then growing into a huge kingdom in the underground world.

Ramon put down the phone, breathed a sigh of relief, and sat alone in his dark office, looking out the window at the city. A sea of brilliant lights covered every corner of the neighborhood, and those evils that no one knew about quietly grew and occurred.

The helmsman of the RAND Group is thinking about how to pass the time tonight, going to an underground casino run by the Japanese, or a secret club of Russian gangsters?

"Ramon Phillips." A hoarse voice woke him up directly.

Almost subconsciously, the puppet boss of the RAND Group wanted to ring the alarm bell under the table, and the owner of the voice rushed out of the shadows quickly, but in an instant, he came to him, and then with a "click", he simply pinched Ramon's arm.

The inexplicable intruder directly removed Ramon's chin to stop the other from letting out a terrible howl, and the puppet who had been propped up to the top whimpered in pain, and what appeared in sight was a tall demon that melted into the dark shadows, with overlapping double "D" patterns painted on its chest, like scarlet bloodstains, dazzling and eye-catching; There were demonic horns on the skull, and the eyes that emitted an indifferent gaze through the hood seemed to be rolling in flames, giving people an invisible pressure.

"Ramon Phillips, you colluded with James Wesley to learn about all the illegal business of the Hell's Kitchen gang." The uninvited, tall demon forcibly pressed Ramon's head and met his eyes that seemed to be burning with fire.

"Tell me everything you know, and give me an account of all the dirty and bloody evil deeds you have committed!"

The low voice roared like thunder, Ramon trembled, his hands and feet trembled, he did not dare to look at the dark eyes that penetrated the surging fire, and an invisible fear grew in his heart.

"I don't know...... I don't know anything! "It was like suffocation, and the pressure was overwhelming.

No matter how much Ramon was afraid of the other party, the thought of the cold methods of the Hand made him feel a chill in his heart. Those machine-like ninjas are never merciful to betrayers.

And when the time comes, not only him, but even his own family will not be spared, as a puppet who has been supported to the top, Ramon knows too well the ruthless methods of those people.

"You shouldn't be afraid of them......" the tall man in the pitch-black demon suit sneered, "You should be even more afraid of me!" ”

The originally empty eye sockets burst into real flames, and the strong smell of sulfur filled the room, and the other party lifted Ramon, who was trembling all over, "You will be judged for your crimes!" ”

"Feel your soul infested with the blood of innocents, feel their pain!"

Ramon tried to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, and the flames burning in his eyes seemed to burn his soul directly, and unimaginable pain swept through his body.

"You've taken bribes, suppressed new hires, betrayed your allegiance to love, and indulged in gambling and pleasure...... Ramon Phillips, your sins are innumerable. ”

The fire of hell scorched the soul of this sin, and Matt Murdoch, who was once again in his battle suit, could see all the sins committed by the other party, those dirty and illegal crimes, like shackles trapped on Ramon's body, with the verdict of one crime after another, the pain in his body became more and more serious, until he finally lost consciousness completely.

"James Wesley." Throwing Ramon with smoke in his eyes, already dead, Matt pronounced a name.

That's Hell's Kitchen's real estate upstart, once Kim's henchman, now in control of all the gangsters.