People are in Marvel, and the system is working as a worker

"Mindy, Mindy!" Dave saw Mindy staring blankly at the closed elevator door, and couldn't help waving his hands up and down in front of Mindy's eyes.

Mindy raised her foot and kicked Dave's calf deftly.

hiss~

The toe of the leather toe came into close contact with the shin bone, causing Dave to gasp in pain.

"Who is he?" Dave quickly came to his senses.This little pain is nothing compared to normal training.

If this continues, he feels like he's almost getting used to it, and he's even a little... looking forward to it.

"Mike Tang..." Mindy looked at the business card and whispered Mike's name in a low voice, "...I don't know, Big Daddy's former friend, right?"

"Let's go." Mindy put the business card into her small pocket, avenging Big Daddy, but she was full of confusion about the future.She is just a little loli, and the world without Big Daddy is too difficult.

After going downstairs, Mike found a public phone.

Well, it's a public phone. This magical phone booth that has almost disappeared in China is still surviving on the streets of Marvel in 0102, making a huge contribution to the majority of criminals in avoiding D phone tracking.

Mike, an enthusiastic citizen, reported a multiple murder to the operator, which involved multiple criminal activities such as flour milling, flour trafficking, criminal police, money laundering, etc. The documents in the safe should contain a lot of evidence.

After hanging up the phone, Mike drove home.

The next day, before Mike even brushed his teeth, Skye said with a cold face, "Someone is looking for you downstairs!"

"Who is it?" Judging from Skye's face, it was probably someone from previous affairs.

Mike went downstairs and saw Mindy sitting on the sofa, looking around, curious about the baby.

Chloe hid behind the shelves and wanted to say hello but didn't dare, her face turned red.

Old Earl and Peter whispered.

Peter: "Maybe it's the boss's daughter."

Old Earl's tone was uncertain: "It's unlikely, how old is the boss."

Mike's tone was unkind: "If you don't go to work, you are lazy. Be careful and your wages will be deducted."

"Why are you here?" Mike asked Mindy.

Minty said aggrievedly: "You must be responsible for me..." Two tears squeezed out of the corners of her eyes.

Ah this!

Peter subconsciously touched his cell phone, preparing to call the police.This is a 20-year-old start! ! !

Two cold eyes pierced Mike's back.

"Skye, let me explain, it's not what you think."

"How do you know what 'that' I think is like?!"

ten minutes later.

The second floor.

Mike explains to Skye what's special about Mindy.She is not a normal loli. She has received various firearms and cold weapon combat training since she was a child.It is no exaggeration to say that beating ten Skyes is more than enough.More than ten adults have died in her hands.

Mindy's outlook, interests and hobbies are different from ordinary people.

Next, Mike briefly talked about what happened last night.

"So... Mike, you and Mindy's dad know each other. You happened to run into Mindy last night while doing errands, and the target happened to be the enemy who killed Big Daddy." Skye sorted out her thoughts.

"Yes, that's right." Mike nodded.

"Then, Mindy, all of your enemy's men were defeated by Mike. Although Mike left his enemy to you, do you think this is not considered personal revenge?"

This is a question for Mindy.

Mindy nodded: "Yes."

Skye roughly understood that revenge was Mindy's only and clear goal after Big Daddy died. She didn't have to think about it, she just did it.

Revenge cannot fill the hole left by losing Big Daddy.After her revenge was successful, Mindy could neither live like an ordinary child nor know what to do.

She was bewildered.

So by "responsible", Mindy means letting Mike continue to train her like Big Daddy and assign tasks.

"What should I do?" Skye had a headache.

"How do I know!" Mike also had a headache. "I think it's better to call Mindy's guardian first. The other person might be so anxious that he wants to call the police."

Mindy raised her hand: "Don't worry, I left a note, and Marcus is the police, how could he call the police..."

Skye: "..."

Mindy still called Marcus. Marcus was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot and almost called the police.

Who says the police can't call the police?

Twenty minutes later, the black SUV suddenly braked in front of the supermarket.Marcus, wearing a police uniform, got out of the car in a hurry.

Peter: "It's over, it's over. The boss really made a mistake that he shouldn't have made. What should I do? What should I do!"

"Mindy!"

Obviously worried to death, Marcus immediately put on a serious face after seeing Mindy.

"Sorry for causing you trouble." Marcus said apologetically.

"No, no, Mindy is very good."

Marcus was stunned for a moment. Are you sure "very well-behaved" can be used to describe Mindy?

"I've never heard Mindy mention you before. How do you and Mindy know each other?" Marcus asked casually.

Skye looked at Mike.

Mike said: "Damon had entrusted me to investigate some things before."

"what's up?"

"This...it's inconvenient to say."

Marcus quietly looked at Mike. He was young and handsome, with a smile on his face. He was completely different from Damon, who was bitter, hateful and extreme. Then he looked at Mindy, who had a little more sparkle in her eyes. After thinking about it, Marcus decided to temporarily Don't make the relationship sour.

"Oh, I'm just asking." Marcus thanked him and drove Mindy away.

Watching the car go away, Skye sighed: "That Damon is too extreme, how could he let Mindy..."

Apparently Skye, like Marcus, doesn't agree with Big Daddy's educational philosophy.

Peter breathed a sigh of relief: "I thought the boss was going to jail. It really... shocked me. It's hard to find a job now."

"die!"

Mike kicked him, but Peter nimbly dodged it.

In the evening, a luxury car parked outside the supermarket.

Mike stepped forward.

The window rolled down, and the driver said with a paralyzed face: "Jin Bin wants to see you, get in the car."

No nonsense Mike, get in the car.

The two of them were silent all the way, not saying a word.The car turned into the pier of Hell's Kitchen and parked outside a shabby-looking warehouse.

"Please come inside!" The driver cherished his words like gold.

The warehouse was empty except for a table and two chairs.

The table is covered with white cloth, in the middle is a gilt vase with fresh purple tulips. There is a dinner plate and goblets on each side. On the plate are raw steak, herb sauce and lemon slices. In the goblet It is red wine like blood.

Jin Bin had his back to the door, and his huge body gave people a strong oppressive force.

Kingpin turned around and motioned: "Please sit down."

"Thank you." Mike said politely.

"The best beef tenderloin shipped from Nihong by special plane, try it."

After Mike sat down, the Kingpin followed suit, and the chair beneath seemed to whine pitifully.

"I don't like raw beef."

"That's such a pity." Kingpin tied a white napkin, cut a piece of beef, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it, and filled his mouth with red gravy.

After a large piece of beef and a few mouthfuls of Jin Bin's five internal organs, he picked up the red wine glass and drank it in one gulp.Kingpin picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth carefully.

"Mike Tang, you caught my attention not long after you moved into Hell's Kitchen."

"Oh?"

"A few of the street gangsters whose legs you broke were running errands for my men." Kingpin stared, "But I didn't trouble you. Do you know why?"

"Why?" Mike felt like he was talking in a cross talk, as if he was complimenting Kingpin in his performance.

"Because they are trash."

"Oh." Mike pretended to be surprised.

Unexpectedly, Kingpin is also a fan of pretending to beep.