Villain in MCU- CH-96. Invitation!

Jason listened carefully to the names of these gangs and found that he had acquaintances in all of them. He had also met the gang bosses at least once.

'Hehe, it's fate.' Jason had a nostalgic smile on his face, "Help me find out their addresses. I'll send someone to deliver an invitation letter to invite these old friends to have dinner and reminisce about the past."

Stan laughed and said, "These big guys are not fools. I don't think anyone will come to attend your banquet."

Jason's smile became more and more sinister, "Not participating... doesn't that give me the perfect excuse to take action?"

Stan was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

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The first rays of sunlight in the morning shone into the bedroom through the window.

On the nearly three-meter-wide bed, Jason opened his eyes and climbed out.

The two beauties, Christine and Harley beside him were still sleeping soundly. Jason gently kissed each of them on the cheek.

After washing up, he headed to the gym, specially customized for him, where all the fitness equipment was fully loaded.

Jason put on sportswear and worked up a sweat in the gym to wake up his body.

An hour later, after finishing his workout, Jason took a shower and went to the restaurant on the first floor.

Several accomplices had already arrived and were sitting at the dining table chatting. The sound of frying could be heard from the kitchen, where Robert and his wife were making breakfast.

While breakfast was not yet ready, Jason sat at the head of the table and explained the Midnight Organization's next move.

"The mafia business in New York is huge, involving kidnapping, drug trafficking, smuggling, and other industries, with annual profits reaching tens of billions of dollars."

"It would be a shame not to take such a big piece of cake right in front of us. So, the next task of the organization is to clean up the New York gangs and take all the businesses into our hands."

After Jason finished speaking, Christine, who had experience in managing gangs, spoke up with concern.

"If we want to wipe out all the gangs in New York, it will definitely cause a lot of noise. Won't that attract the attention of the government and the military?"

Christine's words made everyone pause.

Even though Jason possessed powerful superpowers, he was not invincible. If the military targeted him and sent large-scale armored and air force units, his life would still be in danger.

And even if Jason could escape with his superpowers, his accomplices and the prisoners didn't have the same ability.

Any rash action could bring disaster to the Midnight Organization.

Jason calmly explained, "It's an open secret that the Midnight Organization is in New York. Even if we keep a low profile, the government and military will still take action against us."

"In that case, we might as well make things bigger, forcing the government and military to be too busy to focus all their efforts on dealing with us."

"As long as the location of the ranch is not exposed, even if a lot of soldiers die, it won't affect our foundation."

"This is a win-win situation. On the one hand, it relieves the pressure on the organization, and on the other, it allows us to amass wealth and prestige, enabling rapid growth in the flames of war."

After listening to Jason's explanation, everyone lowered their heads in thought.

The Midnight Organization was already a notorious criminal syndicate. Unless they surrendered, the government and military would always be after them like bloodthirsty flies.

Rather than taking a passive stance, it was better to act preemptively. With Jason's special abilities, as long as the organization wasn't wiped out in an instant, it would continue to grow stronger until it could stand against the government.

Franklin was excited and eager, "Boss, then just give the order. What should we do? Should we take a group to the headquarters of those gangs and shoot them all?"

Jason waved his hand and said with a smile, "First, use courtesy, then force! The best outcome would be to win over the major gangs through peaceful means. If they refuse our kindness, then we can consider using force."

With that, Jason took out his phone and forwarded the email Stan had sent him, which marked the locations of major mafia organizations, to the others.

"Send someone to deliver invitations later. Tell them I want to invite all the bosses to dinner to discuss the future of the New York mafia."

Jason thought for a moment and added, "Those prisoners have been waiting for a long time to go out for a ride, so send them out. But keep it a secret. Christine will handle this, and the others will assist."

"Okay, boss!"

After breakfast, Jason continued studying his superpowers, and his accomplices got to work.

The first task was writing the invitations.

Among them, Harley had the highest academic qualifications, holding a doctorate in criminal psychology.

The rest had, at most, a high school education, so writing the invitation letters was naturally Harley's job.

Meanwhile, Christine and several accomplices headed to the prisoners' dormitory to select suitable messengers.

Since ancient times, killing envoys had been a tradition when war was declared. Given their target this time, none of Jason's accomplices were willing to deliver the letters themselves.

However, to prevent any leaks, an accomplice had to be present.

When the prisoners gathered, Christine explained the task.

As soon as she finished, many prisoners—bored from being cooped up—rushed to volunteer.

As for danger? These death row inmates, who had killed without blinking, weren't concerned.

Christine selected a few that seemed competent. Accompanied by their accomplices, they set out in pairs, heading towards the strongholds of major gangs.

Franklin drove Billy into the Clinton section of Manhattan, the legendary Hell's Kitchen.

The gang ruling here was the Irish Gang.

An old-established group, they had ruled for decades until Kingpin emerged and drove them out.

After Kingpin's death, the Irish gang, still attached to their old territory, swiftly reclaimed Hell's Kitchen.

According to Stan's intel, the Irish gang had two to three hundred professional gunmen.

Franklin parked in a dark alley three blocks from the Irish gang's headquarters.

He took out a bug and handed it to Billy, who skillfully hid it in his thick hair.

"Remember what to say when you get in."

Billy nodded, "Give the invitation to the Irish gang leader and invite him to the dinner hosted by Mr. Walter in three days."

Franklin added, "Good. But remember to sound firm. You represent the Midnight Organization and Jason. You can't show weakness."

Billy gave an 'OK' sign, then got out.

The Irish gang's headquarters was disguised as a mechanical processing factory.

Billy walked three streets and arrived at the factory entrance.

Several gangsters, half-asleep and yawning, stood idly by. Seeing Billy approach, they became alert and reached for their pistols.

Billy raised his hands, smiled, and stopped ten meters away.

"I'm here to deliver a letter on behalf of Mr. Jason Walter. I want to meet your boss..."

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