It was the first time that Wanda saw this kind of scene in the city, and she felt that her soul was shocked. She wanted to go for a walk and take a look.

Daisy was helpless, they got out of the car and walked slowly along the street.

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

He stayed there for a while, then walked out of the crowd and told Daisy his experience: "They love their families very much..."

"Who doesn't love their family members? May they rest in peace in heaven..." In this broken world of Marvel, ordinary people really need luck to survive. Daisy thought about it, but she was stunned mid-sentence.

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What religion should Wanda believe in? According to her father Magneto’s bloodline, she should be Jewish, right? Or even Lorna?

Should I follow their blood habits or go wild? Happy Hanukkah? It’s weird when I think about it.

This problem was quickly forgotten. Magneto was sowing seeds all over the world, and he didn't even care. What were you thinking about?

Along the way, many houses were turned into rubble. Some whole families were killed, and some survived with one or two people. They posted photos of the victims on the steps of their homes, with some candles dotted around them and yellow and white carnations stacked up.

It was neat, no matter they knew each other or not, everyone lowered their voices and bid farewell to the victims.

Places with good security still have a somewhat solemn atmosphere, but some places with poor security are not so happy. As night falls, criminal activities ten times more rampant than usual begin.

They rushed into the homes of those residents and took away the last remaining food from them, or ran into convenience stores in groups, grabbing whatever they saw, and shooting directly when encountering resistance.

The continuous sound of gunshots and sirens has become a feature of New York night.

Should she do something? Seeing this scene, Daisy asked herself, but after thinking about it for a long time, she still didn’t know what she should do. Not to mention her, even Washington and Lincoln couldn’t do anything about it.
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The alien invasion has broken the original balance between classes, and former crimes have re-emerged. Even many honest people have taken to the streets with pistols. They have nothing and can only plunder others to obtain the life supplies they urgently need.<

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The best way now is to implement a curfew, everyone stays at home, and the army takes to the streets to maintain law and order. This is a good idea, but Daisy knows that it is unrealistic and the national conditions of the United States do not allow this.

Curfews are allowed in West Africa, and so are New Guinea, but not the United States, and even New York, which has a population of tens of millions, is out of the question.

She could only think of other ways. If official methods didn't work, she would use unofficial methods.

Driving into the familiar Hell's Kitchen, she turned around and arrived at Jin Bin's base camp. 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 at a distance, and after telling Wanda to wait for her for a while, she closed the car door and walked in.

Not prepared to talk nonsense to the rough guys at the door, she bent the visible light around her body and walked in under the noses of several people.

Jin Bin's men seem to be three points better than those gangsters in the city. They are well-trained on the one hand, and they dare to fight and fight on the other hand.

Until she walked to Kingpin, a room full of subordinates and Kingpin who was reading a book did not notice her. Daisy released her invisibility and lightly stepped on the floor with her heels, making a "dong" sound.

"Who is it?" A bunch of boys saw a big living person appearing in the air, and they all raised their pistols in a hurry. Bullseye in the distance even took out a dagger from his arms and made a strong movement with his wrist.

The action of preparing to throw.

Although their movements are not as exaggerated as a snail in Daisy's eyes, they are not very fast. Bullseye's speed is pretty good. In Daisy's opinion, this guy's throwing skills have exceeded the limits of human beings.

Daisy ignored the many pistols. Although they were not as powerful as Magneto, these guns could not fire at all if she was prepared.

She looked at Jin Bing. He was really strong. He was two meters tall and weighed more than two hundred kilograms. He stood there like a thick wall.

At 1.77 meters, she is considered tall among women, but against Kingpin's height, Daisy was much shorter, so she chose to sit down and talk.

"Mr. Fisk? Or Mr. Kingpin?" She asked politely, ignoring the gunshots around her.

Jin Bin waved to his men, indicating that nothing was wrong, and asked them all to get down.

It wasn't until Bullseye came to the door that he said in a low voice: "Miss Johnson isn't enjoying herself in your luxurious villa. Why don't you come to my place?"

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Half an hour later, Bullseye was worried about Kingpin's safety, so he opened the door and found that Daisy had been gone for a long time. Except for the faint fragrance in the room, there was no evidence that outsiders had been here before.

Jin ignored Bullseye and sat on the sofa thinking.

"Is that guy here to beat us?" Bullseye thought he had guessed Daisy's purpose.

It's a pity that Kingpin shook his head: "She wants to support us with a batch of advanced weapons from Hammer Military Industries to unify the New York underworld."

This answer made Bullseye stunned for a while. He was also a very smart person. After a moment of thinking, he knew that this matter was unusual: "What is her condition? Give up the population business or the laundry detergent business?"

Jin Bin still shook his head: "She does not allow us to bribe the police and government personnel."

"No more?"

"No more."

Bullseye thought about it: "It doesn't seem to be an excessive condition. We can also save money, recruit more people, and expand more territory."

The current Jin is not the emperor of the underworld. Limited by his knowledge and height, he cannot see how much influence black and white can have on the existing order by joining together. Without the assistance of the gang strategist, his situation is far worse than in the original time and space.

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He was very moved by the military weapons provided by Daisy. He agreed immediately at the time, but now he is a little hesitant. Unfortunately, Bullseye is not a person with unique vision. A pie that unified the New York underworld knocked 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. No matter what negative news they usually had, at least they did a good job in comforting people.<

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Whether it's hypocrisy or showmanship, no matter what their true thoughts are, Daisy feels that as long as they do their job well, they deserve recognition.

She spent the whole morning attending the funeral.

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

She basically didn't know the fallen agents, and they didn't have much interaction with her as the deputy director. She didn't need her to speak at the funeral, show off her presence, and win them the honor of dying for the country. This was worthy of her true intentions.
Chapter completed!