Just as Will said, in the three days since Dio came back, the entire American underworld has been searching for someone like crazy.
For Jin Bing, is that little bit of stuff really important
If he wants, he can just sprinkle ten times the amount of goods into the sea and let his shark friends in it have fun too.
But first it was the Punisher, then Daredevil, and now some unknown bastard has appeared and burned his goods, challenging his authority. If he doesn't make some noise, I'm afraid that others will think that his title as Kingpin's underworld emperor is no longer useful!
This is to establish authority!
With the riots of major gangs, police in major cities across the United States have been caught in a busy and tense state all day long. They have to work overtime all day long without even a minute of free time. This has also made many policemen hate the bastard who caused the trouble.
More importantly, this time Kingpin wants to kill more than just one 'chicken', that damn Punisher, Daredevil, all of them must die!
So the already extremely chaotic Hell's Kitchen immediately started a cat-and-mouse game. As for who is the cat and who is the mouse in the end, it depends on the result.
It is said that the number of corpses carried out of Hell's Kitchen every day these days can fill up a truck!
Whether this is an exaggerated rumor or true, no one knows except those who are actually involved...
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Three days passed, and Dio continued to run his own small restaurant as if nothing had happened. The people who came to eat every day were either rich or noble, and they all brought a large number of bodyguards. After hearing about the effect, more and more people wanted to try the magical dishes here, and the number of guests who wanted to make an appointment had been lined up for a week later.
It is no exaggeration to say that we are making a fortune every day!
It stands to reason that with such a big commotion, there would be some action from the IRS, but unfortunately, no one came to visit.
At first Dio thought that some wealthy man who came to his restaurant for dinner had helped him solve these troubles, but this was a bit far-fetched.
Until this day, when Natasha, dressed in a professional office outfit, came again and came as an IRS employee, Dio had some vague guesses and couldn't help but sigh that the power of S.H.I.E.L.D. should not be underestimated. They can even easily deal with the IRS, which scares everyone, and can even borrow their identities to do things.
"Will, pour this Miss 'Nalita' a cup of coffee."
"Coffee? Don't you rarely drink coffee? So many guests who come here to eat can only drink boiled water. Are you kidding me now?" Will was speechless, and his speech speed was extremely fast, with a damn sense of rhythm. If he added a few hip-hop gestures, it would be simply amazing.
Dio glared at him immediately. "Don't you know how to buy it? And buy a coffee machine by the way. Remember to ask for the invoice, otherwise don't expect me to reimburse you."
Will lingered on the beautiful IRS employee for a few more reluctant glances before quietly pulling up his crotch and walking out angrily. When he got outside, he even spat at Dio in a low voice. In his opinion, this was a man without humanity towards the opposite sex. As expected, in front of a beautiful woman, all brotherhood was fake. If you want to get rid of him, just say so. Buying coffee? Damn it!
Will secretly gave Dio a middle finger and then drove off to buy coffee. He swore that he would make that bastard Dio regret it!
After Will left, Dio sat across from Natasha and whispered, "Since when did an organization like SHIELD start working part-time for the IRS? Can you please come up with a decent pseudonym next time you change your identity? Don't be so perfunctory, okay?"
"Why? Don't you like this kind of atmosphere? Then what do you prefer? Doctor and patient or police and criminal?"
As Natasha spoke, she placed her arms on the table and leaned forward slightly. Suddenly, a deep, snow-white ravine appeared in front of Dio's eyes.
"I'm sorry, please use this trick on other people. The next customer will arrive in about 15 minutes. If you have anything to say, just tell me. This is not the first day we have dealt with each other."
After hearing what Dio said, Natasha immediately sat up straight, and her aura suddenly changed.
"Have you heard about the riots of the underworld forces these days?"
Dio's heart moved, and then he joked nonchalantly: "Aren't you responsible for investigating supernatural events? How come you are not only concerned about the work of the IRS, but also the work of the FBI and the police? Is S.H.I.E.L.D. an organization with such a wide scope of jurisdiction?"
The tone was somewhat sarcastic, but who would have thought that Natasha would laugh after hearing it.
"Aren't you curious about the reason?"
"It is said that he is looking for someone. What does it have to do with me?" Dio already had a headache at this time.
"Yeah, what does it matter? You happened to be in Washington that day, and you happened to leave alone at night. We later investigated a large number of surveillance videos and found that you happened to appear around the crime scene, and then got into a white sports car... Do I need to continue?"
The time, place, and surveillance video all matched, and coupled with his criminal record, SHIELD naturally set their sights on him.
"And then? Hearing you say that, I'm beginning to doubt whether I actually did anything that night."
Natasha casually took out a document from her bag and placed it on the table, then looked at him deeply and said, "We compared the autopsy reports and found that this incident was strikingly similar to the previous abandoned factory incident. That is the way the deceased died. Everyone seemed to have been directly hit by a high-speed car, and the bullet holes found at the scene were in a mess. This also proves that the deceased didn't even know where the enemy was before they died, so they could only shoot randomly, or they simply couldn't see the enemy!"
"Very convincing reasoning. You have 10 minutes to explain your purpose, Natasha...Agent." Dio's praise came from the heart. So many useless people worked hard for three days but failed to find him, but SHIELD confirmed that it was him through a few clues, and the evidence was convincing.
But that's all. Just like the last incident, as long as he doesn't admit it, no one can do anything to him because there is no clear evidence and some of the reasons cannot be made public.
"The cooperation you mentioned last time, I think we can give it a try."
Natasha's words made Dio slightly stunned. "I'm curious, what made you suddenly change your mind?"
"Someone is injured and needs to use your abilities."