“It was Hydra…”
Leon walked down the street, his mind still occupied with the attack that had just taken place.
Although those attackers hadn’t said a word, there were only three forces that currently had any connection to him and could dispatch such heavily armed elites.
Kingpin, S.H.I.E.L.D., and Hydra.
Kingpin could be ruled out first.
After all, Leon had only become connected with Kingpin last night…
Well, if he really thought about it, it should actually have been two months ago.
He had ordered Muzan and the Twelve Kizuki to target people who deserved to die and cause as much social commotion as possible.
That had already created a connection between him and Kingpin.
After all, forty percent of the sources of crime throughout the United States could be traced back to Kingpin.
And every one of those people who deserved to die was a scumbag covered in countless sins.
They were all connected to Kingpin’s underworld empire in one way or another.
If only one or two died, or even seven or eight, seventy or eighty, or seven or eight hundred, Kingpin wouldn’t care.
But the key was that the deaths kept occurring, and they were happening with increasing frequency.
It gave the impression that the killers wouldn’t stop until every last target was dead.
From Kingpin’s perspective, most of the people being killed were connected to his organization in some way.
If that wasn’t someone attacking his forces, then what was it?
Therefore, from the moment Leon ordered Muzan and the Twelve Kizuki to target people who deserved death and cause social chaos, he had already become an enemy of Kingpin.
But Kingpin didn’t know that Leon was the one behind everything.
So their actual connection only began yesterday.
Leon had rejected Kingpin’s goodwill and gotten into a conflict with Bullseye…
Whether Kingpin would be petty enough to come after him because of that, Leon didn’t know.
But someone like Bullseye, who was utterly loyal to his own desires and had willingly become a complete bastard, would definitely not let him off.
So it was entirely possible that the attackers had been sent by Kingpin.
Unfortunately, although Kingpin had no shortage of expendable loyalists, he would never waste them on someone like Leon, a mere “small fry.”
And those attackers had shown absolutely no fear in the face of death.
They were unquestionably fanatical soldiers completely loyal to their organization.
Therefore, Kingpin could be ruled out.
S.H.I.E.L.D.
was the same.
Leon had already cooperated with S.H.I.E.L.D.
three times.
Combined with the information he knew from the movies and shows in his previous life, he was quite familiar with them.
Although their conversation last night had been somewhat unpleasant, and he had revealed some information that interested them, they would undoubtedly send someone to test him.
But it would only be a test.
Not an assassination.
The way these people operated was completely inconsistent with S.H.I.E.L.D.’s style.
They could be ruled out at a glance.
And after eliminating Kingpin and S.H.I.E.L.D., only Hydra remained.
Leon had no direct connection with Hydra.
But Hydra had infiltrated S.H.I.E.L.D.
Even if it hadn’t completely infiltrated the organization yet, judging by the timeline, it had already infiltrated a large portion of it.
Being connected to S.H.I.E.L.D.
was essentially the same as being connected to Hydra.
His first two collaborations with S.H.I.E.L.D.
had gone fairly smoothly.
Although they had revealed that he possessed extremely reliable sources of information, Hydra hadn’t paid much attention to him.
But last night, he had revealed knowledge related to ghosts.
In Hydra’s eyes, he had therefore changed from an “information broker with exceptionally good sources” into a “supernatural being who knew the truth of the world,” perhaps even someone possessing a supernatural ability that allowed him to obtain intelligence.
For Hydra, which was currently carrying out its infiltration of S.H.I.E.L.D., this was undoubtedly terrible news.
Especially since Leon had threatened Fury yesterday, saying that a single phone call from him could make S.H.I.E.L.D.
disband.
To outsiders, such a statement might have sounded incomprehensible.
But to Hydra, the organization actually carrying out the infiltration plan, they might have immediately thought:
“Leon is referring to our operation.”
Although logically speaking, neither Fury nor Coulson would have told a second person about their conversation…
But who could say whether their call had been monitored?
After all, in the original story, Fury had to fake his own death just to escape Hydra’s surveillance.
Therefore, Hydra had every reason to try to kill Leon.
And the methods used by that team of armed elites also closely resembled Hydra’s style.
However, even after determining that Hydra was the mastermind, Leon didn’t care.
In fact, he was looking forward to Hydra attacking him again.
As long as someone came looking for trouble, he would have a reason to display his strength.
The various skills, abilities, and bizarre items produced by the system would undoubtedly provoke all kinds of astonishment, allowing him to obtain massive amounts of Wish Points.
“Hydra has always acted without restraint.
I wonder what kind of commotion their next attack will cause?”
Leon was filled with anticipation.
But in the blink of an eye, he pushed the thought out of his mind.
Compared with some minor incident that might happen in the future, he was much more concerned about what he was going to have for breakfast.
Since transmigrating into this world, he had never mistreated himself.
Although he had earned quite a lot of money, he hadn’t saved a single penny.
He spent everything on food, clothing, accommodation, transportation, entertainment, and having fun.
Today would be another day to enjoy himself.
[Ding!
You obtained 0.001 Wish Points!]
[Ding!
You obtained 0.003 Wish Points!]
[Ding!
You obtained 100 Wish Points!]
[Ding!
You…]
“Looks like Tsunayoshi’s operation is going smoothly!”
Hearing the sudden series of system notifications, Leon was slightly stunned.
Then an even brighter smile appeared on his face.
Today was definitely going to be a good day.
…
Harlem.
When they heard the gunfire stop, the people hiding inside the shops couldn’t help poking their heads outside.
Then they witnessed a scene they would never forget for the rest of their lives.
The smoke-filled street was covered with gang members lying everywhere, writhing in pain and groaning miserably.
A rough estimate put their number at five or six hundred.
And standing in the middle of them was a tall figure.
It was a man with a fierce-looking face.
The hideous scars across his forehead and cheeks added even more brutality to his appearance.
He held a gun in each hand, with his suit jacket draped over his shoulders.
Looking down arrogantly at the man beneath his feet, he said,
“You pieces of trash!
Letting you live under the rule of the Vongola Family is already an enormous honor.
And you actually dared to resist!”
The man’s voice wasn’t particularly loud, but it was exceptionally powerful, allowing everyone on both sides of the street to hear him clearly.
One by one, their eyes widened.
“What the hell is going on?!”
“Did that guy really take down five or six hundred heavily armed gang members all by himself?!”
“Even Rambo couldn’t do that!
This is ridiculous!”
“This is simply…”
It had to be said that at this point in time, superheroes such as Daredevil had already begun becoming active on New York’s grand stage.
But the minds of ordinary civilians still hadn’t fully transitioned away from their understanding of a normal world.
However, some people were different.
They themselves were extraordinary.
Inside a barbershop.
A muscular Black man stood at the entrance, his expression solemn as he stared at the man standing in the center of the battlefield.
At that moment, an elderly Black man came over and asked,
“Luke, are you confident you can beat that man?”
“Yes!”
Luke answered decisively.
“Although I can’t take down five or six hundred heavily armed gang members by myself the way he just did, those flame bullets of his can’t penetrate my defenses.”
This was a case of one ability countering another.
Because of an accident during an experiment, Luke Cage had gained tremendous strength and an extremely durable body.
Although his durability did have an upper limit, judging from what the opponent had displayed during the battle, those flames bullets—which seemed capable of being fired indefinitely and were far more powerful than ordinary bullets—still couldn’t penetrate his defenses.
If the two of them fought, Luke would already have the advantage of being practically invincible.
The old man nodded in relief before advising him,
“Even so, you should still avoid getting involved in gang warfare.”
“I only fight for people who are as powerless as I am!”