“Let’s invite famous entrepreneurs, famous philanthropists, New York City Council members, New York City mayoral candidates ——Speech by Mr. Wilson Grant Fisk. " A middle-aged man wearing an expensive custom-made suit, with a strong build and a strong back, walked to the stage with steady steps. His majestic body is as dangerous as a beast, and the smile on his face is as warm as the spring breeze. "I speak on behalf of the citizens who love this city deeply. Whenever I see the chaos in Hell's Kitchen and the suffering of the people living in it, my heart breaks. I swear, I will build it. It is our duty to restore the glory of New York! " Russell didn't want to kill Kingpin anymore. Not because his speeches were impassioned and infectious.
But he is too dark. From Russell's energy perspective, Jinji's soul is dark and deep, and the breath of sin is constantly overflowing. The evil in his soul was something Russell had never seen before. The Jin Bin from 1610 next door pales in comparison to him. A conservative estimate is that there are 443 attribute points. To know the average mafia leader, it is only 5 to 20 points. This is your last chance. I hope you can seize it, Mr. Fisk. Sighing secretly, Russell activated the time stone. Jin Bin’s past unfolds one by one. He killed his father when he was a child and joined the mafia. After becoming a gang leader, he committed murder, arson, and his wife's death. It's better to kill him, but don't suck the energy. The panel is still being upgraded and cannot be filtered to avoid affecting my mood. Having made up his mind, Russell no longer hesitated. Invisible energy quietly penetrated into Jin Bin's brain. In full view of the public, let me show you some dignity. In conjunction with his perception ability, he launched an attack brazenly. Several arteries in the functional areas of the brain were torn. Kingpin looked in pain, and his huge body fell to the ground.
"Mr. Fisk!" "Mr. Fisk, what's wrong with you?" "Ambulance, call an ambulance!" There was chaos at the scene, and Russell quietly left. Next up, Mark Murdoch. In the 404 universe, Russell is a client of lawyer Mark Murdock and a comrade of Daredevil. Mark helped get Russell's certificate. Before accumulating the required attribute points for the first stage panel upgrade. Hanging out in Hell's Kitchen every night is Russell's daily routine. During this period, Russell helped Daredevil many times. Mark Murdoch, I hope you're a lawyer, not a mob boss. Although they are two different universes, I still don’t want to kill you if I can. Russell said as he stopped a taxi casually. "Hello, go to Nelson Murdoch." "Nelson Murdoch? New? Sorry, sir, I don't know. Maybe you can point me to..." Russell's heart sank and he handed the taxi boy a green banknote: “Here’s a tip for you, no need for a car.” Russell changed seats and stopped a few more taxis to ask. The answer is exactly the same. If the firm existed, then Mark would be a lawyer, not a gang leader. On the contrary, it certainly does not prove that Mark is the gang leader. but Forget it, if you feel tired, just look for it yourself. Calm down and relax your mind. Russell listens carefully to every sound in New York City "Murdoch! There is something fishy about Kingpin's death. The murderer might be at the scene, why would you let them go? ! " Is Daredevil a version of Kingpin's men?
Russell sighed. Mark, you won’t blame me if I kill one of your variants, right? "Murdoch, did you kill the boss?" A sidekick wearing a black suit and dressed as a bodyguard emerged from the crowd, pointed at Mark and shouted. "Bang!" Gunfire rang out. "No matter how high you are, you still dare to point at Mr. Murdoch." In an instant, Kingpin's original subordinates split into three camps. The Mark Murdoch camp and the anti-Mark Murdoch camp faced off with guns drawn. The neutral party stood aside and watched indifferently. "Bang!" Twenty blocks away, Russell gestured and fired. With this shot, the invisible energy condensed into substance, passing through the portal and reaching the center of the eyebrow in an instant. Mark Murdoch fell to the ground. Then there was a burst of gunfire. When the matter is over, he brushes off his clothes and goes away, hiding his merit and fame. Go home for dinner! As for the remaining Spider Silk Organization, this kind of criminal organization is not easy to investigate. Just like the vampire incident, leave it to Gwen to investigate. Once it's found out, I'll make the final decision myself. Accompanied by golden light, Russell appeared in the living room of Gwen's house. "Good evening, George." "Good evening, Gwen." "Good evening, Russell." x2 Gwen was already used to Russell's appearance. Ever since he learned the portal spell yesterday, he has not been able to walk properly anymore. There is a portal everywhere he goes. Um? At dinner, Russell found that George looked at him a little strangely. Like Helen from Earth-404.
"Gwen, are you still going out tonight?" George asked suddenly. Last night, when Gwen and George were explaining their whereabouts during this period, they also told George her identity as Spider-Man. "Um." Gwen nodded. "Dad, you told me that Spider-Man can help more people." George frowned, he did say this: “Gwen, I’m not against you helping others. But now, Spider-Man's identity is that of a criminal. " "Dad, I explained it to you. I didn't kill Peter. He died from the side effects of the lizard serum." Gwen's tone was a little impulsive, she couldn't accept that the people closest to her didn't believe her. "Gwen, I believe you." George comforted Gwen. "The police station needs evidence, but you don't agree with me to re-investigate." "I don't want anyone else to know that the monster is Peter." Gwen's tone was low. Between the innocence of Spider-Man and the honor of his dead friend, She chose to preserve the latter. "There is a magic that can make everyone in this world forget that Spider-Man 'killed' Peter Parker." Russell interjected. "But there is a problem, the file cannot be deleted." George: "As long as no one remembers it, I can just close the case and seal the file." Gwen looked at Russell and George gratefully: "Russell, George, thank you." George looked at Russell: "Then let's take action now?" Russell counted the time, shook his head and said, "Tomorrow." It's about four or five in the morning in Nepal, and Gu Yi is still sleeping. Gwen looked at George with pleading eyes, eager to try. She couldn't wait any longer.
George hesitated for a moment and nodded in agreement. Just one night, nothing will happen, right? "Coconut." Gwen cheered and returned to her room to change her school uniform into a battle suit. New York City, your good neighbor, Ghost Spider-Man is back tonight! She's just a big girl after all. Russell shook his head and laughed. Want to have some fun? Unexpectedly, your boss, Russell, has assigned you a task. In front of George, Russell used his newly learned telepathy ability: 『 Gwen, I have a task for you. Investigate spider silk tissue. 』
