On the road, beams of light whizzed by, making it easy for Hode to maneuver at speeds of up to five hundred kilometers per hour.
"Shall I head to Hell's Kitchen?"
After hesitating for a moment, Hode decided to check out Hell's Kitchen, hoping to see Gwen there.
...
On the dark streets of New York's Hell's Kitchen, Hode slowed down the motorcycle.
Upon entering the neighborhood, he immediately attracted a crowd of onlookers.
"Hey, man, your costume looks awesome!"
A black man with messy braids waved at Hode, with something bulging at his waist.
New York was a city that never sleeps, but Hell's Kitchen was completely different.
The streets were dimly lit and chaotic, with various graffiti splattered across the walls.
Symbols and designs from different cultures seemed to complain about the chaos brought by this complex city, just like the mixed bloodlines flowing through the people around here.
In the filthy streets, one could occasionally see people lying on the ground, unsure if they were engulfed by alcohol or death.
Chaos, crime, bloodshed, and death were commonplace here.
"Hey!"
"Kid, your bike looks cool, but leave it here and get the hell out! This is Kingpin's territory!"
The man with the messy braids waved his right hand in the air, and others quickly gathered around him.
They spoke among themselves while patting the gun holstered at their waists.
"Kingpin?"
Hode paused upon hearing this.
He hadn't expected Kingpin to exist in this universe as well.
Anyone who had seen Marvel knows about Kingpin's notorious reputation.
He was the emperor of the underworld, ruling the East Coast with an iron grip.
He was exceedingly cunning, far more intelligent than the average person, with over ninety percent of his body made of muscle; some even claimed he could punch through a wall with bare hands.
"I wonder if taking down Kingpin would yield any benefits."
Hode muttered to himself while sitting on the motorcycle.
According to his system's reward mechanism, it seemed to belong to a special event.
"Kid, are you not leaving? Don't think you can avoid getting beaten up just because you're wearing strange clothes!"
The man with the messy braids had a sinister look, curling his lips. If this person didn't know their place, he wouldn't hesitate to get rough.
"Why bother?"
Hode shook his head, lowered the motorcycle stand, and suddenly launched an attack.
With a swing of his leg, he sent one of his assailants flying away.
"You're asking for it!"
The sudden attack prompted the braided man to swiftly draw his revolver.
But before he could pull the trigger, a massive hand wrapped in steel clamped down on his revolver.
Crack!
With a loud pop, the revolver and the braided man's left hand were crushed together.
Ahhh!!!
Screams immediately echoed through the crime-ridden street.
At that moment, the other thugs seized the opportunity to whip out their knives and tried to ambush Hode.
But in front of Hode, they were like children playing house.
With just a few agile maneuvers, the small-time thugs found themselves sprawled on the ground, groaning in pain.
Meanwhile, high above...
A red shadow zipped by — it was Tony, who had just come out to unwind.
He noticed below: "Friday, zoom in on the screen."
Looking closely below, he saw a guy in a mix of red and silver entangled with some thugs.
Tony was taken aback, a wry smile on his face as he murmured, "I didn't expect to run into a fan just by stepping outside."
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