After the ninja with the blade was killed by Ailer, the body, which had no blood, turned into a puddle of black liquid.
This liquid had no temperature and vaporized shortly after coming into contact with the air.
No wonder these ninjas had no heartbeats; they had probably been transformed into monsters different from humans by some secret mystical art.
Realizing this, Ailer began to attack proactively, his White figure constantly flashing in the darkness, and these seven or eight ninjas became victims of his gun in less than a minute.
After dealing with the ninjas, Ailer turned to look at the container, then shot and broke the lock on the container door, and then directly pulled open the door with brute force.
"These guys are actually involved in human trafficking!" Ailer said angrily through gritted teeth.
Inside the container were densely packed people; they had probably inhaled anesthetic gas and were now unconscious.
There were quite a few; this one container probably held twenty to thirty people, mostly Asians.
Ailer glanced around and found people from many countries.
People from the Far East, Koreans, people from the Golden Triangle… mostly people from smaller countries.
Looking at these poor people who had been abducted and trafficked to a foreign land, Ailer used his Spider Phone to call the police and the media.
After making the police call, Ailer hid in the Shadow, waiting until the police cars and media vehicles approached the container and the innocent people were taken away before he left.
Doing this greatly increased their survival rate; media coverage would expose these trafficked individuals to the public eye, which would make those who operate in the dark somewhat restrained.
After doing all these things, Ailer left the dock.
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At the same time,
In a dark Underground Room, the magic circle drawn with human blood on the ground began to flash; after eight consecutive flashes, eight figures reappeared in this World.
"To be able to take care of eight ninjas in one go, it seems there's a rare good hand in New York City."
An old woman with a kind face walked up to the eight people, leaning on a cane, and ordered in an undeniable voice:
"Tell me what happened."
The leading ninja nodded, then began to recount the events to the old woman in front of him.
Everything that happened at the dock was known to Madame Gao.
"To dare to intercept our goods, truly a brave hero," the old woman's cane gently tapped the ground twice, making a crisp sound.
"It seems necessary to let this young man understand The Hand, Madame Gao, let me test my new body."
At this moment, a man darted out from the side; he looked very young and had a katana slung at his waist.
"Bo Tu, you're still the same," the old woman chuckled, "I'll handle this matter; after all, it happened in my territory."
At this point, the Underground Room suddenly became bright, and the sudden light revealed the other three people besides Madame Gao and Bo Tu; they stood crisscrossed in the Underground Room, like five fingers.
The other three cast approving glances at Madame Gao.
"The reputation of The Hand must never be shaken."
A woman's voice reminded Madame Gao.
"I understand." Madame Gao nodded slightly, then turned and left the Underground Room; she moved like the wind, not at all like an old woman in her seventies or eighties.
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Next day, two in the afternoon
New York, Stark Tower
Even among the towering buildings in New York City, Stark Tower is extremely prominent, and the 'Stark' sign at the very top is so conspicuous that half of New York can see it.
This perfectly matched the flamboyant style of that playboy.
As agreed, Ailer arrived downstairs at Stark Industries, and after making a call to Pepper, Ailer finally met her.
Pepper Potts was not an exceptionally beautiful woman; a large amount of work made her look somewhat haggard and very thin, but her eyes were bright, possessing a capable demeanor while also having a sense of gentleness.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ms. Potts," Ailer smiled slightly and extended his hand to Pepper as a sign of goodwill.
"It's my honor to meet a top-selling author like you, Mr. Ailer," Pepper also extended her hand, and they exchanged compliments.
After shaking hands, Pepper led Ailer into the elevator.
This elevator went directly to the top few floors, and during the ride, one could see the scenery of New York City.
Soon after, Ailer arrived at the very top of the building.
It was decorated very luxuriously by Tony Stark, with various opulent items arranged orderly, giving a sense of aesthetic order.
Although it would be forcibly demolished and redecorated a few years later…
"Would you like something to drink?" Pepper asked Ailer while leading him to the sofa.
"A Black coffee will be fine; I like refreshing drinks," Ailer said as he sat down.
"Alright, please wait a moment, Mr. Stark will be here in a bit."
Upon hearing this, Pepper immediately went to prepare a Black coffee for Ailer.
Putting aside everything else, that playboy was absolutely uncompromising when it came to enjoyment; the machines here could make all kinds of famous beverages, and the refrigerator was stocked with World-renowned wines and top-tier ingredients, ready for a grand party at any time.
Soon, Pepper brought a cup of Black coffee to Ailer.
"Thank you," Ailer said, expressing his gratitude.
At this moment, Ailer suddenly heard something strange; he was too lazy to continue savoring the coffee and immediately turned to look out the window.
He saw a gold and red figure speeding towards Stark Tower, then stopping on the outdoor terrace of the building; mechanical arms extended from the edge of the terrace, assisting the person in disengaging their armor.
Soon, a middle-aged White male face with a mustache appeared before Ailer; the person was none other than Tony Stark.
No wonder this man got palladium poisoning! He even wore his Iron Man Suit just to go out!
Tony Stark casually walked into the lobby, then came and sat in front of Ailer, his lips curling slightly as he said:
"You're the best-selling author?"
"Yes, I wrote A Song of Ice and Fire," Ailer replied calmly, while also considering how to extract more profit from the rich target.
"Since that's the case, I won't say any more unnecessary words." Tony Stark crossed his legs and then stated the reason he had called Ailer.
"I want to buy the film and television adaptation rights to your work, however, I will not play the male lead; my role in the series will be—a photograph of the Stark family ancestor."
Upon hearing this childish reply, Ailer paused completely.
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