"Hell's Kitchen crime rate hits an all-time low."

"The NYPD is fully deployed, will Hell's Kitchen's problems be completely resolved?"

All the headlines were reporting on the new changes in Hell's Kitchen.

Harry chuckled, looking at some small news items in the corner that no one was paying attention to:

"Red-Caped Oddball? A friendly masked man who specializes in helping little old ladies catch cats."

"The Black Masked Man, Hell's Kitchen's mysterious vigilante, Chief Stacey: All vigilantes are criminals at heart!"

Seeing Harry suddenly laugh at the news, George Stacey walked up to Harry:

"The situation in Hell's Kitchen is pleasing, this has never happened before, thanks to you and your father. On behalf of the people of New York, I express my gratitude."

"As an American citizen, this is what I should do." Harry said, taking out his phone, "What do you think of these news articles? I saw that some media said you had commented on this... black vigilante."

"Taking the law into one's own hands without a legal trial is just another self-righteous criminal."

Hearing the words of the New York Police Commissioner, Matt seemed a bit unhappy. Harry looked at the two and decided to stir up trouble.

"What about you, Matt?"

The provocation was effective. Matt immediately threw out arguments like "You're not from Hell's Kitchen, you don't understand this place" to counter, and Chief Stacey was not to be outdone, firmly grasping the core argument that "disregarding the law and abusing private punishment is a criminal," and Harry listened with relish to their debate.

This visit to Hell's Kitchen was at George's invitation. The chief seemed to want to show Harry their work achievements.

It should be known that Harry has contributed hundreds of police exoskeletons at cost price, some of which even allowed them to be on credit.

Now the streets are full of patrolling police officers, and those gang members have all hidden, looking much safer.

But most of the police force called up this time is still from Hell's Kitchen, and Harry is clear that this is a big hidden danger.

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Seeing Matt about to bring the war to Harry's "justified defense" actions, Harry stopped him in time.

"Chief Stacey, but I have a question. According to my understanding, although the crime rate in Hell's Kitchen has been low these days, the situation of heinous crimes seems to have increased rather than decreased?"

Yes, these days although things like robbery and fighting have decreased, but there have been numerous murders. According to Daredevil Matt's investigation, this is Kingpin destroying evidence - by killing people who might know but are not part of his criminal empire.

Faced with the facts, Chief Stacey could only say that they are working hard.

Harry didn't have any opinion on this either. Being anxious means hitting the sore spot. Kingpin is really going to be finished this time.

"No..."

Harry noticed Matt suddenly stopped and immediately paid full attention--

Boom!

There was an explosion in the distance, and judging by the sound, the scale of the explosion was huge!

"Command room, command room, calling the command room! Calling..." The walkie-talkie suddenly made an urgent sound, and Chief Stacey quickly responded.

"No, run!" Matt shouted and lunged towards the two--

Boom!

Another explosion, and the building in front of the three suddenly collapsed!

Bang!

"My God! Chief Stacey! Mr. Osborne!" The surrounding police officers shouted, but after a few seconds, the figures of several people reappeared in the smoke.

"Cough... Harry, Mr. Murdoch, are you okay?"

The three struggled to get up from the ground.

At the critical moment, Harry grabbed the two and threw them out of the place where the debris was smashed.

But to conceal his strong physique, he had to take some color - Harry didn't want to over-demonstrate, but he didn't want to be as ostentatious as Iron Man in the future, making the public think he is a strong man.

"My God, Harry..." Harry's appearance scared George.

Harry's clothes were torn by debris and stones, and his body was covered in bruises, with his whole arm hanging down, as if it was broken.

The explosion continued, and the walkie-talkie on the ground buzzed crazily.

"You, take Mr. Harry to the hospital quickly!" George immediately commanded his subordinates to take Harry to the hospital.

But Matt seemed to feel something and was about to stop him when Harry stood up unsteadily, indicating that he should not speak.

"I can walk by myself... Then I'll borrow your car."

A few police officers nodded at George and got into the car - it seems their plan was successful.

But when Harry got into the car, he didn't know if it was their illusion, the car suddenly swayed, as if a tiger had been put into the car.

And Matt silently mourned for them - in his perception, those police officers definitely had problems.

But Harry is not a cover, his body clearly has no problem, the so-called fracture is also pretending.

In Matt's perception, Harry's heartbeat is as dazzling as the sun.

He should still do what he should do, this Mr. Osborne will definitely not have any problems.

...

"So... this should not be the way to the hospital, right?" Harry twisted his neck, "I guess this is the way to Fisk's house, am I right?"

The police officer next to Harry looked at each other and took out a cell phone.

"Mr. Osborne is indeed wise, I would like to invite you to have a talk with me, and I hope you will not refuse." It was indeed Kingpin who spoke, but his tone was much colder than the last time he called him.

"So you think kidnapping me can solve the problem? You should know that all the people who might become witnesses and give your criminal empire a stab are under police control, right?"

"Haha, Mr. Osborne is joking, which one of these people around you is not a police officer?"

Harry was silent.

"Moreover, in fact, I invited you this time not to coerce you, but for business."

The car soon arrived at the place, a private art exhibition hall.

As soon as he got out of the car, Harry saw this two-meter-tall guy standing at the door like a door god. Although Harry likes to call him a big fat man, when ordinary people stand in front of him, they will never think that this is a fat man, this is a monster.

Of course, it's only for ordinary people. In fact, if Harry doesn't control some operations in the Spartan biological transformation surgery, his height should also exceed two meters, but the change is too obvious.

And even now, Harry's height is close to one meter nine, and his weight is even more than Kingpin, so he doesn't feel that this guy's physique will make him feel suffocated.

"Welcome, Mr. Harry Osborne, let's go inside and talk."

This fat man made an inviting gesture, which seemed to be extremely respectful, but Harry didn't even look at him and walked in.

It seems that Mr. Kingpin is going to be soft, but will Harry let him go?