"Wilson Fisk, Kingpin, we finally meet. Ever since you stole from me, I've been looking forward to this encounter."

Harry, with his legs crossed, looked at Kingpin sitting across from him and slapped the table.

"...Mr. Harry, I was born in Hell's Kitchen. When I was just a child, my father died on the streets trying to keep his position as a small-time gang leader."

"That's quite amusing, you know? While our troops were fighting overseas, you little thugs were tearing each other apart here at home." Harry didn't give him any face, choking the fat man with his words.

Harry understood what this guy wanted to say: it was nothing more than "You don't understand Hell's Kitchen," "You're too young," "We are the same kind of people" and other sophistry. Interestingly, this fat man often told superheroes that they were the same kind of people, then said they didn't understand, which, when rounded up, meant he didn't understand himself?

Of course, what Harry said wasn't very nutritious either, but in the common view, the battlefield is certainly much higher in level than street fighting. He just wanted to disgust this guy.

"...But you haven't experienced the battlefield, I have experienced gang wars." Kingpin stared straight at Harry, his tone cooling down.

"Come on, Kingpin, do you think I'm like you? I have connections, resources, I was born in an Osborne private hospital, and you were born in a sewer. You can't expect me to roll in the mud like you, can you?"

Harry used the most sarcastic and biting tone to mock Kingpin, trying to make him furious - and he did it. Kingpin was an ambitious man, so he had always been ill-intentioned towards those above him.

He wanted to be the top one.

So he climbed from a street thug to the top of the New York underworld.

But he found out: this seemed to be the end.

"Mr. Fisk, you know, although we are almost from two different worlds, although I am stronger than you, although we are enemies, it doesn't mean I don't have a bit of admiration for your methods and perseverance."

Harry stood up and walked to Kingpin's side.

"But these things can't change anything, you understand this truth, right? Think about your wife and daughter, how did they die..."

Bang!

Kingpin was furious, his thick arm grabbing Harry like a cannonball, but Harry's hand was as powerful as a hydraulic clamp, firmly controlling his hand.

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Who is the real villain? If someone saw this scene, they would definitely cry absurdity.

After a while, Harry let go of Kingpin's hand.

"Harry Osborne, we all know you have a masked friend, do you think he will leave after blowing up the city as if nothing happened?"

"Come on, Kingpin, we all know it was you who blew up the city." Harry guessed what he was going to do next and played along with him, trying not to laugh.

"The city doesn't think so."

Kingpin turned on the TV, which was reporting on the serial explosions in Hell's Kitchen. The news station seemed to be deliberately leading the culprit towards Daredevil. In fact, since Harry started his actions, they have done this many times.

Harry shrugged, indicating that Kingpin should continue watching.

"...Regarding this explosion, no one, no media should speculate wantonly before the investigation results come out! There is evidence that this is a desperate terrorist act by the New York underworld, a provocation to the New York Police Department!" It was George Stacey.

In fact, Harry did not instruct this police chief to do anything, but this police chief is a very serious and upright person, and has always disliked the media that speculates wantonly.

"Do you think you have won? Harry Osborne, do you think you can protect them by putting the witnesses in a safety zone you have defined?"

"Actually, I can protect them." Harry spread his hands.

Kingpin sneered and continued to play today's news.

Unfortunately, the scene Kingpin expected did not appear, and the news on the news made him speechless.

"The military suddenly broke into the temporary witness protection area, and the situation in Hell's Kitchen escalated?"

"Today, many blocks in Hell's Kitchen exploded, and at the same time, a military unit quietly entered the temporary witness protection area. According to them, this is to protect the cooperation project between the Osborne Group and the military here..."

"It's strange that some police officers at the scene seem to be controlled by them..."

Harry knocked on the table to remind Kingpin to come back to his senses.

"Big explosion, terrorist attack, then kill those people with fierce means, and continue your terrorist rule. This trick is very useful. At least the people who have contacted me have been silenced, but when they find that your actions have no effect on me, what will they do?"

"Look, your methods come and go, kidnapping, murder, bribery. You say we are the same, but you are just a bully who crawled out of a sewer, using violence and lies to control this place. We are not the same."

Harry smiled and looked out of the window.

"You will never understand why guys like the masked man will hold on to you, and then label them as hypocritical in your heart and say you are the same kind of people."

Kingpin was so angry that he laughed: "So what? You're not going to tell me some big truth about justice, are you?"

"Of course not. Have you ever played Pipe Mania? It's an old video game where you connect different shapes of pipes to form a complete pipeline system. Fisk has never played it, but he knows the game."

"If we compare what we are doing to Pipe Mania, you are like a strong man with infinite strength, who can twist the pipes into the shape you want and connect them into a piece."

"But there will always be a few stubborn ones that you can never change into the shape you want. When the game time comes..."

"Boom! Game over."

After saying that, Harry walked straight to the door, but the alarm suddenly sounded in the building, and the steel anti-explosion door slowly fell...

"Humph, you don't think you can leave today, do you?" Seeing Kingpin take off his custom suit and walk towards Harry step by step.

"Old-fashioned way of solving problems? You see, this is what I said we are not on the same level."

Harry shook his head helplessly, and then in Kingpin's gaze, his hands suddenly met the thick anti-explosion door!

The heavy anti-explosion door was forcibly stopped by Harry from falling, the transmission device creaked, and even the sound of gears breaking in the wall could be heard---

Click!

In the end, the anti-explosion door was forcibly lifted back and firmly stuck in mid-air, and it could no longer block Harry from leaving.

And Kingpin, he roared in anger and rushed at Harry, but Harry just kicked back.

Harry's speed far exceeded Kingpin's imagination. He tried to block with both hands, but he could only be kicked away like a ball, with both arms broken.

In fact, if he really fought seriously, Kingpin would not be so embarrassed even if he lost, but he had lost his mind. In a straightforward duel, he was just a human being, giving up his fighting skills, and he had no chance of winning.

Harry left the "arena" prepared by Kingpin without looking back, and Kingpin did not catch up either. He crawled back to his chair and lit a cigar in loneliness.

He understood that this time he was really finished, just like his father, he provoked an opponent he couldn't deal with, and came to the end.