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Party, meeting Kingpin

 Stark. He searched for some relevant information and learned that both the Scramjet and the SlopeMojo had appeared in a game.

Similarly, based on the search keywords, the electromagnetic pulse transmitter exhibited at the Midtown High School Science and Technology Exhibition and the atomic gun that only appeared once both have prototypes in the game.

Maybe there is some connection between the two.

Therefore, he, who originally had no interest in the party, became interested when he heard that Merlin would also go.

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"Put on some formal clothes. There are many important people at this banquet, and they are crucial to your future development."

Merlin, dressed in work clothes, had just returned home when he was urged by George, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Okay, but it's just an electromagnetic pulse transmitter. It's not that big of a deal, right?" He turned around and asked curiously before entering the door.

If the technology of atomic energy guns is perfected and the finished product is produced, it would be easy to deal with.

"Of course you don't have that much face, because the crime rate in various areas has been high recently, and such a big incident happened in Manhattan and Brooklyn."

"These two events had such a huge impact on society that the mayor had no choice but to hold this banquet."

"But your electromagnetic pulse transmitter is also a relatively important point." George gave him a brief explanation.

"Okay!" Merlin shrugged and closed the door.

After returning to the room, he did not wear casual clothes or anything like that, but instead wore formal clothes as usual.

If he wore casual clothes to the party, it would be embarrassing for George, his guardian.

Besides, he is already a high school student. If it is just a party among classmates and friends, there is certainly no problem in wearing casual clothes.

But wearing casual clothes at such a formal banquet is a sign of disrespect.

After all, anyone who can accept an invitation to such a banquet will at least have a set of formal clothes prepared at home.

...

"alright!"

When Merlin walked out of the room, George's eyes flashed with nostalgia.

"I haven't seen you wearing this suit for a long time. I didn't expect it to fit you so well."

"The physical growth phase is over, and it didn't last long."

This suit was specially custom-made for him by his father at the beginning of the year, and he would often wear it to various parties.

"Let's go, be careful at the party."

George smiled and rubbed his head, then pushed him into the elevator.

"By the way, where's Gwen?" Merlin asked casually after getting on the elevator.

"She went to the band rehearsal. Like you, we haven't seen each other much recently." George looked a little emotional as he spoke.

Before I knew it, my daughter had grown up.

But he was also busy because he was still overwhelmed by the Lizard Man incident. If it weren't for this banquet, he would definitely still be in the police station searching Apple City with the other officers.

The two chatted for a while along the way and their relationship became much closer.

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Waldorf Astoria, Park Avenue, Manhattan.

"This hotel is the tallest hotel in the world. It has hosted several consecutive presidents and witnessed a lot of history of the Eagle Country."

"We also hold banquets on weekdays, bringing together many MPs and politicians."

In the corridor, George introduced Merlin to the hotel.

Soon, while chatting, the two arrived in front of a big door, and many people in luxurious dresses and suits entered one after another.

George adjusted his tie, then took out two invitations and walked over.

The person in charge of guarding took it and took a look. After confirming that it was correct, he bent down slightly, smiled, stepped sideways, and stretched out his hand to signal the two to go in.

As he walked through the door, Merlin's eyes were dazzled by the magnificent hall inside. Long tables were scattered in the hall. Under the bright lights, fashionable women and elegant men were walking around in the hall. Occasionally, there was a sound of laughter like wind chimes coming from somewhere.

After taking a quick glance, Merlin's eyes quickly fixed on the group in the center of the hall.

Stark, Obaday, Hammer and others stood together with wine glasses, talking about something.

Not far from them, a burly bald man in a white suit was smiling as he clinked glasses and talked with a middle-aged man with gray hair, who was also wearing a suit and had a dignified look on his face.

Kingpin?

Merlin was a little surprised. He didn't expect him to come to the party.

But considering the other party's identity and the reason why the mayor held the banquet, I understood it.

"Let's go over there." George patted Merlin's shoulder and walked towards Kingpin's position.

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"Mr. Fisk, what do you think about the massacre in Hell's Kitchen?" Mayor Christian took a sip of red wine and asked in a slightly longer voice.

Although king ping appears to be an entrepreneur and philanthropist, as the mayor, he must be well aware of his true identity.

It's just that both of them know tacitly that as long as the bottom line is not touched, they will not break this balance.

"They certainly deserved their punishment, but as cooperating police officers, their deaths were also worthy, and the only victim now became the dragon."

"Nothing about this incident is worth celebrating." King ping shook his head and said with regret.

"But we have to trace the root cause, which is that these three gangs ignored the law and took advantage of legal loopholes to escape."

"If the sword of Damocles doesn't fall, then there's only the butcher's knife." Christian said dimly, with a hint of criticism in his words.

Hell's Kitchen is the most chaotic place in Apple City, so no matter what happens, he will only find Kingpin.

Hearing this, king pin expression remained normal.

"This only shows that the blade of the Sword of Damocles has become blunt and no longer has the chilling light that can shock people."

Christian's expression darkened, and just as he was about to speak, he suddenly saw George and the other man out of the corner of his eye.

"Hi, Mayor Christian, Mr. Fisk." George and Merlin greeted the two of them.

"Looks like someone who can sharpen the blade has arrived." Christian raised his eyebrows and said meaningfully to Merlin.

Kingpin chuckled twice and praised Merlin.

"This should be the genius who developed the miniature electromagnetic pulse transmitter, Merlin Shaw. I heard that in order to relieve your pressure, he specially developed a weapon to intercept criminals."

"What an enviable family relationship."

Since they had met before, he must have known Merlin, so his words were inevitably meaningful.

"Ahaha, it's not that exaggerated." George laughed twice, his attitude a little cold.

Kingpin didn't care about it, but looked at Merlin with interest.

Many of the weapons he has recently acquired were purchased from the other party.

(End of this chapter)