As a person who is about to unify the underworld in New York and become the dark overlord, if you think that his life is just full of drunken fans, you are very wrong. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Golden Cake has never been a person who is greedy for enjoyment, his enjoyment and luxury are just a stepping stone to high society.

Other than that, he is most passionate about grappling, unlimited, endless death fighting.

Manhattan, underground fighting arena.

"Shoot him, shoot him, pinch his head!"

"Kick him, don't let him hold you, you idiot!"

In the underground arena of thousands of people, countless young men and women cheered and waved their arms excitedly.

In the middle of the arena is a giant iron cage in which a two-person fight is taking place.

On one side are two strong white men, and on the other side are two black brothers, the muscles of their bodies are like rocks, and they are fighting in an iron cage.

"Angel brothers pay two for one, the black terminator combination pays three for one, the two sides draw one to five, and the same end up is one to ten, everyone come and bet!"

The host with sunglasses shouted loudly with a microphone in his hand, tickling everyone's gambling nature. No one noticed that in the originally empty corridor, a man in a jacket suddenly appeared.

"Hey, handsome dude, when did you stand by my side?"

In the back row near the hallway, three scantily clad teenage girls sat smoking marijuana.

Suddenly, the three girls were startled when they saw a stranger appear next to them.

"Handsome guy, do you want to have a bite and relax together?"

A red-haired girl with two slender fingers holding a cigarette in her eyes, her eyes full of teasing.

The man in the jacket didn't look at the girl next to him, but glanced at the box on the second floor.

"Hmph, it's here!" The man in the jacket was Wu Ming, who came to find the golden cake.

His gaze fell on the No. 1 box, stepping into the air step by step, and the invisible air seemed to have a tangible staircase, allowing him to walk leisurely past.

"Oh my God, is this a magic show, that person can actually walk on the air?"

"Hallucinations, I really can't smoke more marijuana, I actually have hallucinations."

Wu Ming's actions caused countless people to wait and see, and also caused countless exclamations.

In the ring, the four giants who were about to PK lost their glory, and their faces were like eating flies.

A white strong man, unable to stand that someone had stolen his limelight, slapped the iron cage with both hands, and roared angrily: "You bastard, this is not the place for you to perform magic tricks, hurry up and get out of here, or ......"

In an instant, Wu Ming looked back, and his powerful spiritual power turned into an impact and rushed towards the brain of the white strong man.

... Boom...

The sound of the watermelon being blown up, and the head of the white man exploded in an instant, and the red and white flowed all over the ground.

The headless corpse stood in the ring for two or three seconds before staggering down.

At this time, the audience realized that this was not magic, and they burst into exclamations.

"Don't make a noise!"

Wu Ming waved his right hand, and the wide range of spells was silent, enveloping everyone in the air.

For a while, everyone found that they had lost their ability to pronounce, as if they had been restrained in their throats.

Under the frightened gaze, Wu Ming was as light as a goose feather and fell down on the corridor on the second floor.

"Click!"

With a flick of his fingers, the door of the room opened, and Wu Ming didn't care about the crowd behind him, and walked into the box with a smile on his face.

There is not much space in the box, just a few sofas, a live TV and a refrigerator for wine.

A big fat man who looked round was leaning on the sofa drinking beer, as if he was unaware of Wu Ming's arrival.

"I'm presumptuous to bother you, Mr. Wilson, and I hope you don't mind." Wilson is the name of the golden cake, and he was called out by Wu Ming.

Unmoved, Goldcake pointed to the couch and pushed a can of beer over again, without any fear on his face.

There is a live broadcast, and what is happening in the outside world, it is impossible for Jincake not to know.

Wu Ming looked at him with interest, sure enough, the future king of darkness has now begun to emerge, no wonder this person can unify New York, and then unify the American underworld, this breeze is not comparable to ordinary people.

"I thought you were black, but I didn't expect you to be white!" Sitting on the sofa, Wu Ming opened the beer and said with a smile.

Jin Bi was also curious about this statement, raised his glass slightly, and said, "Strange friend, why do you think so?" ”

Why, because in Daredevil Man, the actor of the Golden Cake is a black man.

It's just that this statement can't be put on the surface, so Wu Ming just smiled and didn't say anything.

The two cans of beer touched lightly, Wu Ming didn't say much, and the golden cake didn't ask much.

Such a friendly way of meeting, to be honest, was somewhat unexpected.

In his thoughts, there should be a little minion rushing in at this moment, asking him to pretend to be forced to slap his face and show his strength in front of the golden cake. Then, the golden cake was shocked and chose to cooperate under the power and oppression, which is the normal script.

However, looking at the attitude of the golden cake, you can see that the other party has no intention of calling people at all.

The whole meeting was a little weird, and it was seen by people who didn't know it, and they thought they were old friends.

"I now kind of understand why you were able to unify the whole New York gang in 1993, and then in 1998, the whole of America. You are very bold and ambitious, but you do not lack the courage to break through the cauldron. These are all factors that a successful person needs to have, and I decided to bet some chips on you. Wu Ming's original intention was to sell gold for cash, but now he has changed his mind.

Before he saw Golden Cake, Golden Cake was just a gangster in his impression.

Even if he often fights Spider-Man, Daredevil and the Punisher, it still doesn't change anything.

However, after seeing the Golden Cake, he found that the Golden Cake mentality is more tenacious than many superheroes.

Many superheroes, in addition to having extraordinary strength, have not changed their mentality, let alone the heart of a strong man.

After all, the Marvel world is just an open world.

Many people here are either mutated or hacked, and the sparrow has become a phoenix in a short period of time, lacking the precipitation of time.

And the golden cake is different, what he lacks is just an opportunity, a chance to change from an ordinary person to an extraordinary person, and this opportunity Wu Ming just has.

"1993, 1998, what the hell are you talking about?" Jinbi was a little confused, not knowing that this was his future.

Wu Ming smiled lightly and waved his hand indifferently: "You don't need to know that, as long as you understand, I plan to invest in you." ”

"Investment?"

Jin Bi was silent for a moment, shook his head, and refused without thinking: "You want to invest in me, but I don't feel that I need help from others." Also, no help is gratuitous, if you came to me ten years ago, I might have promised you, but not now. ”

Ten years ago, Jin Cake was just a small boss, and he thought about flying yellow every day.

But now it's different, he's already accumulating strength in lurking, and it's only a matter of time before he unifies the New York underworld.

This is just like starting a company, in the early stage of starting a business, many companies will attract the attention of angel investors because of their development needs. However, no company will blindly pursue investment after entering the fast lane.

"Why refuse, we will benefit both sides!" Wu Ming asked rhetorically.

"In my future blueprint, I have made a perfect plan, and your so-called investment will only become a blood-sucking leech on my body, so I refuse!" Jin Cake still shook his head, smiled, and rejected Wu Ming's investment proposal.

Hearing this, Wu Ming laughed instead of being angry, and said in a low voice: "No, you need my help, because you are just an ordinary person, I think you understand this meaning." ”

Jin Cake squinted his eyes slightly, the cold light in his eyes flickered, and he looked at Wu Ming quietly.

"Happy New Year, ask for genuine support, touch big. 》