The viper came violently and fled with its tail between its legs, and the whole process took only a few minutes. Speaking of which, the other party was clearly coming for Richard, but Richard just dealt with it casually and didn't do anything at all, acting like he was a melon-eating crowd watching a show.

In fact, the viper is to blame for his own death, and even if he finds fault, he has to pull Fisk in. As a result, Richard, the main owner, didn't speak, and Fisk sent the clowns away without making a sound.

Do you dare to believe the stand-in attack?

After tonight, New York City should never have the Green Snakes again.

At the end of the episode, Fisk sighed lightly and shook his head: "It is because of such people that this city is so depraved. Such people are the root cause of the city's ills, and as long as such people exist, the streets will never be safe, and people will never dare to speak for themselves. ”

That's a lot of sense, so Brother Kim, are you planning to go to the New York Police Department to turn yourself in?

Fisk retracted his gaze and suddenly looked straight at Richard. Richard noticed that his gaze seemed to be a little different from before, becoming more difficult to read.

Fisk took a sip of the remaining red wine and put it down.

"Let's get out of the way, Mr. Li." "I'm a very private person, so I don't talk about it very often," he said...... Mention my real business. But given you and your background, I think you already know that, so we're not going to beat around the bush. ”

Richard was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect that. Kim is not going to be honest with him?

"You should know what kind of person I am when I am the real me, out of the public eye, so you may think that what I say tonight is a thief shouting to catch a thief...... Perhaps. But I assure you that every word I say comes from the heart. From the bottom of my heart, I hope that this city will be better, and what this city needs now is not an honest mayor or a hero against crime, no, no, neither. The city needs someone like me, and only people like me really understand how it works. ”

Richard didn't say anything.

He now believes Fisk wasn't lying. Maybe Fisk is indeed right, all crimes are under the control of one person, and in terms of results, it can really make the city better.

But now he was more concerned about why Fisker was saying this to him?

Fisk continued to himself: "Like I just said, I may have some big plans lately. The city will change, and she will be reborn and usher in her most perfect posture. But before that," he paused, as if that was the point of the conversation, "I need to know what 'the Big Man' means behind you." ”

Richard was confused: "What adult? Who is it? ”

"There's no need to hide that, Mr. Lee. My energy may not be comparable to that of the people behind you, but in this acre of New York, my ears and eyes are relatively well-informed. Fisk said leisurely, "Actually, it's not just me, but other powerful people in New York have guessed a little. ”

Richard continued to be confused, and he frankly spread his hands: "I really don't understand what you're talking about. ”

"Okay then." Fisk pondered for a moment and said, "Then let's talk about one thing at a time." Just from ...... Well...... Blake at City Hall before, you guys filmed him being unfaithful to his wife, right? I remember he hired a couple of professional killers — the top killers — to get rid of your photographers. You see, no one else may know the inside story. But the city is like my back garden, and nothing escapes my eyes. ”

Richard reminisced for a moment. Well...... It seems that there is such a thing. But those idiots are still the top killers? Richard remembers throwing a few of them into the Pacific Ocean to feed the fish, and didn't notice any difference between them and the others. The photographer didn't even know that his life was being remembered.

"Then the killers were gone—completely gone, and I couldn't find a trace of them even with my abilities. Our best experts have told me that it's done too cleanly, and it's even a little unusual. And Mr. Blake, who bought the evidence of the murder at the town hall, was also discovered a few days later...... It's a little too smooth, don't you think? ”

Richard was noncommittal.

Seeing that he did not comment, Fisk continued: "Then Adam Hensh. Adam Hensh was exposed as a pedophile by The Planet Daily in a major project that has abused hundreds of young girls over the past decade...... It was a real scandal. But Adam is no small man, he has a member of Congress as a backstage, which is why many people have known about his actions for so many years, but no one has spoken up. After the incident, he insisted that the Planet Daily deliberately fabricated evidence to slander, and threatened to make you pay the price...... But what happened to him in the end? After only three weeks in prison, he was beaten to death by four fellow inmates......"

Richard had an impression of this. He remembered that Adam Hensh was also arrogant, and that guy pointed to Richard's nose and swore that he wouldn't even know how he died? But in the end, Adam went to prison.

As for being beaten to death by his fellow inmates...... Richard swore it really had nothing to do with him. Pedophiles are quite unpopular even in prison, and being beaten by fellow inmates is not unusual.

But listening to Kim's mention, why does Richard think it sounds like he bought a murderer to kill this guy?

He's the owner of a serious newspaper! Is it the kind of guy who would buy a murderer?

Besides, who does he want to kill?

Fly directly to someone else's house, and mention the Pacific Ocean and throw it down to feed the fish? Can you afford to spend this unjust money?

"And the silvermane at the end," Fisk crossed his fingers, padding his fleshy chin, "I know the old fellow, he's not someone to be easily scared off. So whoever is behind you is definitely not on the same level as us people, right? Who's behind your scenes? Is it a large multinational organization? It's like ......"

Fisk's eyes narrowed, and even his voice unconsciously lowered, as if the word he was about to mention next was a taboo in itself.

"...... like the 'Hand Clan'?"

Richard couldn't help but be speechless: "What kind of garbage is the Hand Club?" ”