Marvel World Mixed Life

Chapter 33 Chaotic City (3)

New York Central Hospital Emergency Department.

It's busier than usual, with loud footsteps, loud noises, moans of pain, the grunting of hospital bed wheels on the floor...

These voices kept drilling into Li Mo's head, making him even more irritable.

"Hey, Li, are you okay? Don't worry, Dr. Christine Palmer is operating inside, I think your friend will be fine. Well, sorry, I left earlier."

Grey, a female trainee doctor with a tired expression, just came over to comfort her, but she was called away by a message from the dispatch room.

sad? No, it shouldn't be sad.

After all, Turk Barrett was just a gangster, even if he later became Li Mo's subordinate, he didn't have much affection.

I've been around a lot, so I can be regarded as an acquaintance.

But why do you feel irritable?

Li Mo recalled his experience after coming to this world, the people he had contact with, Lucas Jr., Tony, Eugene, Barrett, Jessica...

Each of them is not an NPC with a single face, they have their own lives and joys and sorrows.

Although I always wanted to stay out of it, I had already been affected unconsciously, and the entanglement became deeper and deeper.

Before, I thought about not ruining the plot and making a fortune in silence, but now that I think about it, it's ridiculous, and I don't know how much I have changed without knowing it.

turn out to be,

I have become this world,

part of destiny.

Barrett's surgery went well, and although he was still in a coma, doctors said everything was normal.

Li Mo went home after seeing everything was fine. Outside the hospital, from a distance, he saw an acquaintance holding a bouquet of roses to greet Dr. Christine, who was operating on Barrett.

Stephen Strange.

This is his girl?

What a coincidence.

However, Li Mo is used to all kinds of coincidences, and it seems that there is a hand that was injured just now while cooking to control his fate.

The next day, Li Mo brought the anxious little Lucas and George to the hospital to visit Turke Barrett.

When did the three of my subordinates become so friendly? Is this the generation gap between bosses and subordinates?

In the hospital, although Lucas Jr. and George were constantly comforting him, Tek Barrett was still in a trance with a sad expression.

Li Mo made a joke indifferently: "Shouldn't you just cut off your hand? It's no big deal. And let me tell you a secret, breaking your hand in this world may change your fate significantly."

Under the gag of the three, Turk Barrett finally came back to his senses slowly, and said weakly: "Boss, guys, thank you. I'm not sad because I lost my hand. A very important person left me went."

"Boss, I want to leave the hospital. I'm going to prepare for Dad's funeral."

…………

The NYPD's so-called first crackdown quickly unfolded.

The police, who had been enraged by a series of vicious incidents recently, completely let go of their hands and feet, and with the support of Chief George, they rushed into the area they didn't want to be involved in before, fully armed.

The Queen.

Outside an old factory.

A middle-aged silver-haired white policeman in a bulletproof vest pulled out a pistol and said to his armed men behind him, "Guys, this is the KK gang's drug factory inside. Be careful."

The police quietly overthrew the guards and entered the factory. Many people in yellow chemical protective suits were sitting in front of the chemical benches, and a few big white men with tattoos were patrolling with guns.

"Don't move! We are NYPD (New York City Police Department), all put down your weapons!"

boom!

A gangster nervously pulled the trigger.

"Damn! Lawrence was shot, fight back!"

A fierce gun battle broke out in the factory, causing chaos.

Brooklyn.

A motel.

A leader of the Armenian gang was hiding in a room, pacing back and forth restlessly.

He has been careful not to touch the bottom line of the police, but unexpectedly he was implicated. It was a disaster from heaven.

"F**k! Vipers gang of niggers with water in their heads, I will kill you if you escape this disaster!"

Suddenly, there was a sound outside the door, and he picked up an automatic rifle nervously.

"Smashing Hammer!"

"Let's die together!" The leader frantically opened fire through the door.

Harlem.

A young black man in a hip-hop suit and a black line cap was blocked by several police officers and his face was pressed against the wall.

"Asshole! Tell me, where is your boss Cornell hiding?"

"I don't know, I'm not the bastards of the Viper Gang." The young black man was full of anger.

"Nonsense! I saw you selling white powder. You think I don't know that all the drug sellers in this area are Cornell's subordinates."

"F**k! That's medicine, Yunnan Baiyao from China, you idiots."

With a bang, the young black man was hit by the butt of the pistol and his head was covered in blood.

"Cuff him back, and he can be convicted of drug smuggling."

...

The first crackdown campaign in New York City was in full swing, and all the gangs and individuals who had criminal activities recently were hit. Organizations related to the bombing have received special attention.

The police station was busy, arresting people, looking for clues, and taking statements, no one was idle. There were countless criminals who were arrested and returned, and the police station was overcrowded for a while.

Seeing that the Strike Hard campaign has achieved more and more results, Director George Stacey is very happy. But just when he wanted to hold a press conference to announce the news, things took a sharp turn.

First of all, because of the hasty deployment of the operation, there are many kinds of criminals who were caught back. There are not only real gangster drug lords, but also a lot of petty theft.

The New York City Police Department does not have the power to convict. Some petty thefts were sentenced to more than ten days in prison, and some were only fined to do community labor. When convicting real gang leaders and drug lords, they usually have to face a huge team of lawyers. The local prosecutor was exhausted, and even the judge was quite critical.

Then, the continuous high pressure finally aroused the resistance of the underground society. Some people shot the police's black guns quietly, while others committed crimes even more frantically.

The number of police officers killed and maimed in the New York City Police Department has been on the rise in a straight line recently. Even George Stacy was assassinated twice.

The proud policemen were furious, their methods became more intense, and the revenge of the gangsters became more bloody. There are frequent gun battles in the streets.

If it is said that the bombing made the New Yorkers feel panic, the rapid deterioration of social security has made them completely angry.

Finally, when a child was going to school, he was shot dead by stray bullets from a gun battle on the street. The high-pressure boiler in New York City completely exploded.

Countless citizens began to take to the streets to demonstrate against the incompetence of the government. Many congressmen began to voice their voices, some suggested that the crackdown should be further intensified, while more took the opportunity to criticize opponents and seize political capital.

The media is also divided into several factions. From quarreling with each other to unscrupulous slander, the whole society is in chaos.

Some gang members who don't know the truth see the current situation and naively think that they have the power to subvert society, so they act more recklessly and intensify social conflicts.

The voice of opposition became stronger and stronger, and the government had to order George Stacy to stop this operation.

At this point, the first crackdown in New York came to an abrupt end, leaving behind a more turbulent society.

...

Li Mo has been paying attention to the progress of the situation. At the beginning, he thought there was something going on, but later on, he became more and more disapproving.

It seems that democratic dictatorship, you American imperialists, can't play at all.

Matt Murdoch is going crazy busy during this period, and the number of cases as a lawyer during the day has increased dramatically. As Daredevil at night, he wants to give a discount to those gangsters who rely on lawyers to exploit legal loopholes to escape punishment. It is also necessary to investigate the real culprit behind this series of events.

He felt more and more that Li Mo's clue was right, and there was a huge shadow hanging over New York.

However, he searched for everyone, tortured many well-informed gangsters, and no one knew about this man nicknamed Golden Biscuit.

Hidden so deep!

Helpless Matt can only go to Li Mo to discuss countermeasures.

Li Mo has been staying in the store during this time. Lucas Jr. and George accompanied Barrett after the funeral, and took turns going to the hospital to take care of Barrett, who only had one hand.

It's not that Li Mo is interested in the store's business, it's mainly because the panic outside is really meaningless.

Matt chose to come during the day this time, wearing a suit, sunglasses, and a cane for the blind. Li Mo was lying on a rocking chair in the shop and watching the news.

Seeing Matt, Li Mo joked: "It's quite like that."

Matt smiled, put away the cane gracefully, and stepped into the store with steady steps, "When hiding has become a habit, it's hard for you to change anything."

"I've always been curious about one thing, what does the world look like in your perception?" Li Mo asked after taking a sip of tea.

"I really can't describe it in detail. I can clearly hear the sound wave hitting the human body and spreading out. Everything seems to be burning, but it is very clear. I can even feel the rhythm of the muscles on your face, the tea you drink Sliding down through the swallowing muscles. It was hard at first, but I'm used to it now."

Matt sat down and continued with some helplessness: "Let's not talk about this. Through the investigation during this period, I can feel that someone is manipulating everything, but I can't find the golden biscuit you mentioned."

Li Mo scratched his head, "It should be called this."

"Where did you get the news?"

"A Chinese named Netflix."

Matt pondered for a while, then suddenly asked, "How should I call it in Chinese?"

"The Chinese pinyin is jin bing."

Matt lowered his head and muttered for a while, "Maybe we made a mistake. This is a transliterated word, it should be called KING PIN, which means the leader. But who is this person?"

Li Mo shook his head, and suddenly stared at the TV with wide eyes, "It's this dead fat pig!"

On TV, WHH TV is broadcasting news: At the invitation of Senator Cherry, the well-known businessman Wilson Fisk announced that he will hold a charity dinner tonight, aiming at helping the citizens and police who have been hurt in the recent series of incidents...

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