New York.

After an alien invasion, although the earth finally won a beautiful victory under the leadership of corporate president Lex Luthor - now he should be the respected S.H.I.E.D., no matter what the result is, the war will have to pay the price.

Just like all the big cities around the world, New York has also experienced the baptism of war, and all parts of the city need to raise funds and rebuild. However, some places do not need them because they are already too dirty to the point of being terminally ill. These places are no longer something that money and architects can repair. They are dirty enough to the core and can never change anything.

This is the case with this bar called "Black Pearl". Every citizen nearby knows clearly that this bar is not a place they must not enter in their lifetime. It is located at the intersection of Dicknos Street and Banlis Street, and you will never let anyone you love get off here.

When Kim Jong took power in New York, the bar was his private property. At that time, the place was still abide by the rules. But after Kim Jong fell, it became a homeless place for gangs, and a group of rioters basically became the owners of this place. Fighting, fighting, knives and guns are common here.

Today, the bar welcomed an extraordinary guest, like a clear stream pouring into a chaotic muddy water, causing a violent wave in the dead water.

It was a woman with silver hair. In the words of a gangster in the bar, she had a devilish figure that had seen a ghost, and she was indeed bulging and curled back. She had an impressive head of silver hair, and her blue eyes were like clear gems, deep and dangerous. Her perfect face was as frozen as ice, and with a cold aura all over her body, it made people feel involuntarily in her heart that she could only see from a distance and not be approached.

No one knew her name, no one knew where she came from, only she knew she was obviously not a local, and her sniffy Irish accent exposed this. But everyone in the whole bar surrounded her. She was wearing a casual black jacket and leather pants pressed against her long legs with perfect legs, which attracted a lot of imagination.

"Hey, Miss, just laugh, my brother and I bet you have the sweetest smile." A rascal boy wearing a black wallet and a white skull embedded in his coat shouted outside the crowd.

"Can you sing? Can you sing a song?"

"Where are you from? I bet Ireland, and I have one-eighth of Irish descent."

"Sweetheart, you look awesome and you look very good at hitting. Are you willing to hit me, hot girl? You can hit anywhere."

“…”

Noisy yelling filled the bar, the music was noisy and bad, the whole place was filled with the smell of forgotten vomit and smoke, and the anti-social elements were unaware of it, and they still chattered around the cold beauty and asked endlessly.

The beautiful young lady calmly asked the bartender for another draught beer, and slapped her head and drank it all, which caused the men to make another stir.

After drinking this glass of wine, she gently wiped the corners of her mouth and finally spoke.

"I did come from somewhere else," she glanced at everyone, as if she had glanced over a group of hungry wolves surrounding her, without any fear. "I came to New York to do something, and for this I need to collect some necessary information first, and maybe a little help."

"I'll come, I'll come!" Someone took the lead in cheering and shouting, which caused a lot of response. "I'm willing to serve any beauty if she has anything to do."

"Thank you." The silver-haired beauty smiled and said, "Actually, my request is very simple... Who is your boss?"

"Ah?" Everyone was quiet for a while, and seemed to be unable to react.

"Your boss." The beauty repeated, "I need to do something. I may need some manpower during this period, so I hope your gang can follow my command before I finish it."

She said this as if what she said was natural. The gangsters were suddenly in an uproar. Flirting with beautiful women was one thing, but it was another thing that she said she wanted to take charge of this gang. Even if these rascal tribes were actually just small forces that were not valued in New York, if anyone could take the lead, where would they put the face of these big men?

"Hey, you may be a bit pretty, I admit it." A bald black man walked up, his bare chest muscles as solid as a rock, "but this is not a playground."

Then, he showed a hint of thief: "But if you can cooperate a little later, maybe the brothers can pretend that they didn't hear it."

The gangsters started to cheer again, as if they were calling out the nicknames of these black bald men. The guy was even more proud and unconsciously reached out to the beautiful woman's plump buttocks in black leather pants.

The silver-haired woman glanced at him. In an instant, the strong man felt the murderous intent like a poisonous snake from the pair of gem-like pupils. The sight of each other made people feel scared involuntarily.

"I hope you think it's worth it." The woman spoke lightly, as if she was talking to herself.

The next second, she suddenly moved, her graceful body flew up, and the black high-heeled soles were slapped on the strong man's face. Several teeth wrapped in blood were thrown out of her mouth with the screams. The black man wailed and fell on the dirty floor, moaning weakly.

The brief silence and cheers came to an abrupt end. These people never thought that this girl would really dare to be so arrogant on their territory.

But then they realized that no matter what, they were all desperate people. If they didn’t take action at this time, would they still be able to get involved in New York in the future?

But this was just the beginning, and the subsequent development was completely beyond their expectations. A large group of strong men in the bar rushed towards an unarmed girl with claws, but without exception, they were knocked out in various postures when they met. Fragments of tables and chairs were scattered everywhere, and some guys even showed their knives and sticks, but they could not help them to hold on to the second move under this woman. She was like an invincible god of war. It took less than five minutes with bare hands, and the gangsters fell all over the ground.

After the battle, the silver-haired woman stepped on the chest of a gangster who had just called the most fiercely. The slender soles of her shoes almost made him breathless.

He said painfully: "Beautiful...beauty, there is something to say...we are just flirting..."

"I said it, the requirement is very simple." The woman said lightly, "From today, I will be your new leader. You just need to follow my instructions... I have an important thing to do."
Chapter completed!