Jessica did have some looks.
However, Russell's taste had been completely spoiled by Diana.
Compared to Diana, Jessica was clearly several levels lower.
Besides this, there was also a very important reason.
Jessica looked a bit unhealthy.
Although Russell occasionally indulged in 'fast food,' like the blonde flight attendant named Melissa, that was healthy fast food.
The gutter oil kind was definitely not okay.
Leaving aside the fact that Jessica and Luke Cage were boyfriend and girlfriend, who knew if she had been 'trained' by the Purple Man in this world.
Although Russell hadn't heard the Purple Man's name in the underworld, he couldn't guarantee that the Purple Man didn't exist.
After retracting the black tentacles and letting Jessica's body fall casually to the ground, he took out his phone and called a familiar cleaner.
Cleaners, also known as body collectors.
They were called cleaners instead of body collectors because they didn't just help deal with corpses; they also helped clean up the scene.
The cleaners' fees were very reasonable.
One gold coin per person, and it was a door-to-door service.
Less than ten minutes after the call ended, an elderly cleaner with a full head of white hair, wearing a black leather jacket, arrived before Russell.
"Long time no see, Mr. Bradlee."
"Long time no see, Charlie."
Along with Charlie came four large men holding various cleaning tools.
Charlie's men worked very efficiently.
Before long, the bodies of Jessica and the others were packed up and loaded onto a white van with a 'Housekeeping Service' label.
After taking four gold coins from his pocket and handing them to Charlie, Russell walked towards his Porsche parked in front of the Chinese restaurant.
Only after he drove the Porsche away from the block did he see three police cars approaching with their sirens on.
Clearly, his action of using a Gatling gun in the alley had prompted some enthusiastic residents to call the police.
According to the NYPD's usual style, they should have arrived while the cleaners were still tidying up the scene.
The average response time for police across the United States is 6 minutes and 30 seconds.
In a large city like New York, the response time can drop to under 5 minutes.
The NYPD's more than 30,000 official officers aren't just for show.
In other districts, NYPD officers can indeed arrive at the reported location within five minutes.
But Hell's Kitchen is an exception.
This place is already a high-crime area, with at least eighty gangs making a living here, if not a hundred.
Gunfights between gangs are even a beautiful scenic spot here.
Before gathering enough manpower and bringing enough equipment, never mind that Russell was just playing with a Gatling gun in the alley; even if he were playing with anti-tank rockets and C4 explosives here, the NYPD wouldn't come over anytime soon.
Precisely because he understood the NYPD's ways, he calmly had the cleaners come over to handle the aftermath.
After returning to the office, he once again played that forging game whose name was 'Wolf' but whose gameplay experience was 'Dog'.
Guardian Ape!
Unless he took care of this guy, he wasn't planning on going back tonight.
Anyway, Diana was on a business trip, so there was nothing to do back home.
Many women have a misunderstanding about men, thinking they are difficult to satisfy.
But in reality, a man's happiness can be very simple.
For example, give him some undisturbed alone time.
Although this is an easy thing to do, some women can't even manage this.
...
Time flew by in a blink of an eye.
Before he knew it, Diana had already been on a business trip for three days.
During these three days, Russell fully enjoyed the happy time of a 'single' man.
Apart from feeling a bit lonely when sleeping at night, everything else was pretty good.
Octopus Monster Agency.
Russell was playing games, while little Peter was learning professional military industry knowledge.
Although Peter agreed to join Russell's military industry lab, he didn't dare let his beautiful aunt know that he was currently learning military industry knowledge.
Last time, when he handed his salary to his beautiful aunt, she suspected he was doing something illegal or criminal.
If Russell hadn't called later to explain, Peter's internship would probably have ended there.
Hesitation is defeat!
The Ashina style is invincible!
After being killed once again by the one named 'Sword Saint' but whose gun skills were exceptionally SS, Russell resisted the urge to crush the game controller.
Just as he was about to try again, his phone suddenly rang.
A call from Winston.
Looking at the name displayed on the screen, Russell frowned, put down the game controller, and picked up his phone.
"What is it?"
"Kingpin wants to meet you."
Winston didn't waste words and said directly.
"Why does he want to see me?"
Russell asked again.
"He wants to thank you for taking action a few days ago."
Taking action a few days ago?
Russell, having just been abused by the Sword Saint, couldn't react for a moment.
"That has nothing to do with him, that was my own business, nothing to thank me for."
Although Kingpin was the underworld emperor, Russell had no intention of interacting with him.
He always felt that Kingpin had an 'ill-fated lonely star' aura about him, which would bring misfortune to those around him.
For safety's sake, it was better to stay away from him.
"That was indeed your private matter, but you did help him solve a problem, and he has already transferred the fifty million US dollars to your account at the hotel."
Winston seemed to be in a good mood and said with a smile.
After hearing Winston's words, Russell raised an eyebrow.
That's quite a lot of sincerity!
Fifty million US dollars was the reward Kingpin offered him last time when he tried to commission him to kill Daredevil.
He didn't accept the commission, but Kingpin still transferred the money.
From this perspective, Kingpin's sincerity was extraordinarily high.
After thinking for a few seconds, he slowly said, "What does he want to see me for?"
"Nothing special, just wants to meet you and see if there's a possibility for future cooperation."
"The time and place are up to you; meet whenever is convenient for you."
Winston quickly replied.
Russell fell silent, quickly thinking.
Besides himself, only Charlie and his men knew about him taking care of Daredevil and the others.
Although cleaners wouldn't actively leak employer information, they were, after all, a special profession that existed attached to the hotel.
Winston was the manager of the Continental Hotel in New York, so it wasn't difficult for him to find this out from Charlie.
If Winston knew, then Kingpin naturally knew as well.
"Since he's so sincere, I can't not give him any face at all."
"Tonight at eight, meet at the hotel."
Russell ultimately decided to meet Kingpin and see what he was planning.
"Okay! I'll inform him!"
After speaking, Winston hung up the phone.