Chapter 132: New York's 1st Gangster Convention!
Since Nick Fury left, Stan's heart has been uneasy.
He was a little worried, but he guessed that the office was under surveillance, so he didn't dare to speak, let alone make calls.
He wanted to let his cronies go outside to inquire about news, but he was afraid that the people of SHIELD had already targeted his cronies, so he had to give up this plan.
When meeting with Nick Fury, he also thought about using telepathy to explore his brain, but after several days of experiments, he had to give up this move.
At the cost of the inexplicable deaths of several drug dealers, Stan quickly mastered level 1 telepathy and explored the limits of his superpowers.
First, telepathy can activate abilities without touching, but the control range is very small, about ten meters.
Second, telepathy can spy on and modify other people's memories, and even dig out the memories hidden in the heart.
Third, telepathy can manipulate the brains of others in a short period of time, allowing them to act according to their own wishes.
But the above three points are only valid for ordinary people who are not mentally stable. For people with mental disorders or professional training, level 1 telepathy is not enough to control them.
Stan had tried forcibly manipulating him, but not only was it unsuccessful, but instead caused the opponent to feel uncomfortable and suspicious of him.
To put it simply, level 1 telepathy is like forced water or Veritaserum often used by law enforcement agencies, except that Veritaserum is visible to the naked eye, while telepathy is invisible.
For ordinary people, Veritaserum is naturally beneficial, but for agents who have undergone strict training with a firm mind, Veritas is no different from boiled water.
Based on the above reasons, Stan did not dare to attack Nick Fury.
The director of S.H.I.E.L.D. obviously belongs to a type of person with an extremely firm mind. Even the middle-aged bald man beside him must be hidden.
Stankong has superpowers but is useless. He, a chess piece ambush in S.H.I.E.L.D., was stared to death by Nick Fury before he even entered the door.
Just like that, Stan stayed up all night with a lot of thoughts and worked until the next morning.
Pushing open the file and opening the computer, his only hope now is to obtain clues about the incident through public information on the Internet.
There are not many reports on the Internet about the incident last night. It is only said that two F22s of the Air Force were inadvertently fired due to the failure of their weapons systems during a routine exercise, and they landed on a trail outside Queens. Fortunately, no damage was caused. casualties.
The influence of this incident was manipulated by the authorities, and it did not cause an uproar. On the contrary, the gun battle in the slums in Queens last night killed more than 300 people and made headlines on the Internet.
No casualties?
Stan dragged the sentence with the mouse, muttering words in his mouth.
According to the style of American law enforcement agencies, if SHIELD really got rid of Jason last night, the news today would definitely be like this.
After several days of intensive investigation by the police and the military, the whereabouts of Jason Walter, the leader of the clown organization, was successfully located. The military launched an operation last night and dispatched two Raptors to destroy the car that Jason was riding in. Jason Walter and the rest Several accomplices were thought to have been killed.
But the press release in front of him said that last night's bombing was a mistake, and deliberately emphasized that there were no casualties, which means that Jason was not killed, or that there was no one in the car at all.
Stan remembered the previous shootout in the slums, Jason's disinterested and unwilling to get up early, and more than 100 kinds of strange superpowers.
The truth of last night was completely guessed by him.
Hmph, **** Nick Fury, deliberately defrauding me with fake news.
If I did anything wrong last night, I'm afraid someone from the National Security Bureau or the Bureau of Investigation will break in right now.
Stan was proud of his calmness. He took back the pile of documents and continued to devote himself to his work.
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A shootout broke out in the slums of Queens, and the clown organization appeared in the eyes of residents across the United States.
Because the frequency is too high, ordinary people even have aesthetic fatigue, and they are not surprised by the evil deeds of the clown organization.
After all, it is the ruthless role of the government and the military who dares to face up to the front, and it is not surprising to solve a Mexican gang.
After casually scolding the incompetent government, they just switched channels to watch Hollywood lace news.
Ordinary people were calm, but other gangsters in New York were shocked when they saw the news.
They know the background of the Mexican gang and know that Gust is backed by the mayor of New York. In this case, the Mexican gang was wiped out overnight, and Gust himself was bitten by a vicious dog. make them panic.
For a time, all the gangsters were trembling with fear, putting all the little tricks in their stomachs, daring not to have any illusions, and quietly waiting for the dinner party two days later.
Two days later, in the evening, all the gang bosses put on formal clothes and waited in terror at the gang headquarters.
At eight o'clock in the evening, several cars appeared at the gate of the gang headquarters, carrying six gangsters and their subordinates to the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in New York.
The hotel restaurant has been contracted by Jason with huge sums of money, UU reading www. uukanshu.com is only for tonight's gangster convention.
The clown organized all the members to attend, and Jason was also wearing a black suit, with a delicate hairstyle, and sat at the head of a small round table.
The plate on the table has been changed three times, and he has already eaten three steaks with an excellent appetite.
At 8:30, the six gangsters finally arrived.
Jason stood up and greeted him with a smile on his face: "Good evening, everyone."
"Hello, Mr. Walter."
The six people stopped one after another, accompanied the smiling faces in trembling, and then quickly asked their subordinates to present carefully prepared gifts.
There is a one-hundred-carat diamond necklace.
A limited edition Swiss watch.
There are desert eagles made of pure gold.
A valuable garden villa.
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These bosses are all human beings, and every gift is Jason's favorite.
Jason cheerfully said, "We are all old friends who have known each other for many years. You are so outrageous to give such a luxurious gift just to meet for dinner."
"It should be, it should be." The six agreed in a low voice.
"Since that's the case, then I'm welcome." Jason greeted his subordinates to accept the gifts, and then personally led the six people to the small round table to sit.
The seven bosses sat at a table, and the members of the clown organization and the subordinates of several gang bosses sat on the small round table around the main table.
Jason sat up straight and smiled, his eyes slowly scanning the audience.
Then he raised the pure gold spoon and tapped the wine glass lightly.
Nail nails!
After a crisp sound.
The staff of the hotel pushed food carts to enter from the side door, and dishes with excellent taste were brought to the table.