Jessica does have a few good looks.
However, Russell's tastes had been thoroughly spoiled by Diana.
Compared to Diana, Jessica was clearly several orders of magnitude lower.
Apart from that, there is another very important reason.
Jessica looks a little less than healthy.
Russell does eat a quick meal now and then though, like the blonde stewardess named Melissa, but it's healthy fast food.
The gutter oil kind won't do.
Let's not even talk about the fact that Jessica and Luke Cage are boyfriend and girlfriend, hell if she's been conditioned by the Purple Man in this world.
Russell hadn't heard of the Purple Man in the Underworld, but he couldn't guarantee that he didn't exist.
After putting away the black tentacles and letting Jessica's body fall casually to the ground, he took out his cell phone and made a call to the familiar Clear Tech.
A cleaner, i.e. a body collector.
The reason it's called a cleaner and not a body collector is because they don't just help dispose of the body, they also help clean up the scene.
The cleaners' fees are fair.
One man for one gold coin, and it's a door-to-door service.
Less than ten minutes after the phone hangs up, an older, gray-haired, clear-cut man in a black leather jacket arrives in front of Russell.
"It's been a long time, Mr. Bradley."
"It's been a long time and not long, Charlie."
Along with Charlie came four large men with various cleanup tools.
Charlie's men work efficiently.
It wasn't long before the bodies of Jessica and the others were packed up and loaded into a white van labeled "Housekeeping Service."
After pulling out four gold coins from his pocket and handing them to Charlie, Russell headed towards his Porsche parked in front of the Chinese restaurant.
It was only after he had left the neighborhood in his Porsche that he saw the three police cars coming up on him, with their lights on.
Apparently, his move to use the Gatling in the alley made certain zealous residents choose to call the police.
In true NYPD fashion, they should have come over while the cleaners were still cleaning up the scene.
The average response time of the United States police nationwide is 6 minutes and 30 seconds.
In a big city like New York, the response time can drop to less than five minutes.
Those 30,000+ regular officers of the NYPD are not for sale.
If it was in another neighborhood, the NYPD could indeed make it to the location of the call within five minutes.
The exception is Hell's Kitchen.
This is already a high crime area, and there are not a hundred but eighty gangs that make a living here.
The firefights between gangs are a beautiful sight to see here.
Before gathering enough people and bringing enough equipment, not to mention that Russell was just playing with a Gatling machine gun in the alley, even if he was playing with anti-tank rockets and C4 explosives here, the New York police wouldn't come over for a while.
It was because of this knowledge of these NYPD styles that he didn't panic and had the cleaners come over to make things right.
Upon returning to the office, he once again played that iron game where the name of the game is Wolf, but the experience of the game is that of a dog.
Lion ape!
He wasn't going to go back tonight until he took care of this guy.
Diana was already traveling anyway, and there wasn't much to do back there.
Many women have the misconception that men are hard to satisfy.
But in reality, a man's pleasure can be very simple.
For example, give him some undisturbed alone time.
While this is an easy thing to do, some women can't even do it.
......
Time passes.
Without realizing it, Diana had been traveling for three days.
For three days, Russell enjoyed his time as a "single" man.
Other than being a little lonely at night when I went to bed, it was pretty good.
Octopus Monster Agency.
Russell is playing a game while Peter Jr. is learning about specialized military engineering.
Although Peter had agreed to join Russell's military engineering lab, he wouldn't dare let his pretty aunt know that he was now learning about military engineering.
The last time he handed over his paycheck to his pretty aunt, his aunt wondered if he had gone off to do something illegal or criminal.
If Russell hadn't called over later to explain himself, it would probably have been the end of Peter's internship.
Hesitate and you lose!
The Reed Name Sword Technique is invincible!
Russell resisted the urge to crush the gamepad after being killed by the final boss, who was named "Sword Saint" but had exceptional marksmanship.
Just as he was about to do it again, his cell phone suddenly rang.
Winston's calling.
Looking at the name displayed on the screen, Russell frowned, putting down his gamepad and picking up his cell phone.
"What is it?"
"Jin and wants to see you."
Winston was no nonsense, straight to the point.
"Why did he want to see me?"
Russell asked again.
"He wanted to thank you for stepping up the other day."
The other day's outing?
Russell, who had just been abused by Kensei, couldn't react for a moment.
"That one has nothing to do with him, that's my own business, nothing to thank him for."
Even though Jin and is a mob emperor, Russell has no thoughts of engaging him.
He always felt that Jin Jin has the aura of a "Lone Star" and will bring misfortune to those around him.
It's better to stay away from him just to be safe.
"That's indeed a personal matter for you, but you did help him out with a problem, and he's already credited the fifty million dollars to your account at the hotel."
Winston seemed to be in a pretty good mood and smiled.
After hearing Winston's words, Russell raised an eyebrow.
Sincerity is high enough!
Fifty million dollars, the reward for the last time Jin and tried to commission him to kill Nightcrawler.
He didn't take the commission, but Jin and called the money anyway.
From this point of view, Jin and's sincerity is not generally high.
After a few seconds of thought, he said slowly, "What does he want to see me for?"
"Nothing special, just wanted to meet with you to see if there's any possibility of us working together in the future."
"The time and place are up to you; meet whenever it's convenient for you."
Winston replied quickly.
Russell fell silent, thinking quickly.
The fact that he had taken out Nightcrawler and the others was known only to Charlie and his men, besides himself.
Although the purser would not voluntarily divulge information about his employer, the purser was, after all, a special profession that depended on the hotel.
Winston was the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, and it wasn't hard for him to find this out from Charlie.
Winston knew, then of course Jin and knew.
"Since he's so sincere, I can't afford to not give him any face at all."
"Meet me at the hotel tonight at eight o'clock."
Russell finally decides to meet with Jin and see what he's up to.
"Good! I'll tell him!"
With that, Winston hung up.