The Ancestors: From Gwen to Spider-Man

Chapter 149 Coffee and Cream

Chapter 24

The muscles on the Godfather's face that were stiff because of his ashes couldn't help but twitch, as if he knew that the situation was over, he sneered a little bit and said:

"You demolished my home, my family, and all my subordinates were defeated by you alone. The prestige of the Greve family has been ruined. Now you tell me that it is for my own good?"

"Um... I just knocked them out, so I probably didn't kill them." Diana interjected to explain.

If he really killed dozens of people in this manor, even if they were indeed unclean, and even deserved their crimes, wouldn't she also become a murderous madman?
Amazonian warriors do fight, but they do so as a sacred thing.

"Is there a difference?"

The godfather straightened his clothes, trying to make himself look more decent, then raised his head and said:
"Madam, I admit defeat at your hands, but that doesn't mean you can insult our brains!"

Even up to now, he still can't figure out where he lost.

Facing two unidentified outsiders, he was already cautious enough,

Not only did not directly use force to solve it directly, but also invited the other party to come and talk.

Even if it was a conversation, he tried his best to complete it with the purpose of probing or negotiating.

However, the other party was too unreasonable.

Straight to the point, we are not prepared for any compromises, peace talks, or ways of exchanging interests.

Thinking back now,

The other party made it clear that he came to make trouble, but the ridiculous thing is that he also lured wolves into the house.

This is mainly because the past decades of mafia experience have deceived him. Gotham is not yet the era when lunatics walk everywhere and gangsters are not as good as dogs.

"The printing house." Diana said suddenly.

"What?" The godfather was a little stunned, he didn't expect the woman in front of him to say such a word suddenly.

Diana continued: "That printing factory is a trap, and someone set up a trap for it. As long as you dare to continue to get involved, all kinds of troubles will come to you soon."

The godfather quickly calmed down. He couldn't believe it just because of Diana's empty words, and asked:
"Who set the trap? How do you know?"

Of course it was Hei Superman who said it. Diana actually didn’t know where Hei Superman knew about it. Fortunately, Hei Superman taught her about this, and immediately said in a riddle:
"You don't need to know where I got it from. If you don't believe me, you can send someone to investigate now, and you can always find some clues."

The godfather fell silent.

He glanced around at the messy house caused by the fighting, and said:

"What about you? What is your purpose?"

"Cough cough." Diana clenched her fist in front of her lips, cleared her throat and said:
"Afterwards, we will send over the master version of our newspaper. I need your people to help print it out of the factory."

After listening to the godfather, deep doubts appeared in his eyes, "That's it?"

"Just because of this, you beat the Greve family from the beginning to the end?"

Even he is a little inexplicably complicated at the moment, as if there are thousands of alpacas galloping and trampling in his heart.

Diana was a little surprised that the reaction of the guy in front of her was exactly the same as what Black Superman said. She was surprised while not forgetting the lines:
"I don't want to waste time on this kind of thing, it's the best."

……

Diana left Greve Manor as if she was in no one's land. Of course, no one could stop her.

Back at the newspaper office, her first reaction was to ask Peter,

"What's going on, who is targeting the group of mafia?"

Peter was fiddling with the newly-acquired coffee machine. After a while, he made two cups of coffee, put them on the table beside him, and said:

"You sit first and try."

Diana blinked, and the strong aroma of coffee permeated her nose, stimulating her senses.

It smells so good!

Although Black Superman asked her to make coffee before, she had never tasted coffee.

It's just that in London, many people admire this fragrant liquid very much.

After tasting the sweetness of ice cream, she is full of expectations for human food.

She picked up the coffee carefully with both hands, felt the temperature of the cup, slightly pursed her moist red lips and blew on it, and then took a small sip...

Alas!so bitter!

In just a second, Diana showed embarrassment, stuck out her tongue, turned the corner of her mouth, looked at Peter in surprise and said:

"Why is it so hard!"

Peter took a sip slowly and said, "Coffee is like this."

Diana's eyebrows were wrinkled together, "It's really bitter, why would someone like this kind of thing."

Peter glanced at her, "If you can't bear it, you can add some milk or sugar. From now on, this will be your job."

He put the coffee in his hand and said back to business:
"As for the Greve family... it is obvious that their development has reached a critical point.

After decades of development in Gotham, each industry has a radish and a pit, which has long been divided up by the four major families, various middle-level families, and politicians in advance. "

"This is an extremely xenophobic and conservative group, and any forces that try to get a piece of the pie will be jointly attacked by them.

After all, one more person means more benefits. "

"To some extent, this group of mafia is just another group of outsiders to them. They are just a group of shepherd dogs watching the house. It's okay to drink soup, and you want to eat together?"

Peter didn't go any further. He only gradually realized this when he arrived in Gotham.

In this way, his subsequent actions are destined to provoke some people's nerves.

And Diana was already frowning on the sidelines. It's not that she doesn't understand these things, but she doesn't like them very much.

Rather than thinking about these dirty deals and shady interests all day long, she wants to protect those weak and oppressed people.

However, during this period of time, as Peter moved around, she also gradually understood that personal power is limited.

With her alone, what she can do is extremely limited.

Of course, this is something.

At this moment, Diana had a doubt that she wanted to find out even more. She first complained,
"It's obvious!"

Then I asked: "Did you know this from the beginning? It started when you bought this newspaper."

Peter glanced at Diana quite gratified, feeling that the cultivation had finally paid off.

Then he said something that made Diana's teeth itch,

"you guess."

"..."

Riddler, get the hell out of Gotham!

Diana took a deep breath, the fluffy cream in front of her was trembling and undulating, she picked up the coffee and took a sip to go to the fire.

After realizing that he couldn't bear the bitter taste, he could only get up and search for milk and sugar.

After fully raising the level of the whole cup of coffee, her frowning brows were relaxed.

Peter looked at it with a smile, wondering when he would buy a scale, and said:

"Next, there is one more thing for you to do."

……

　Alas, I feel my brain is numb, I don’t have that transparent feeling, writing is very painful, and I often feel very dissatisfied.

　　I spent a whole morning writing two thousand characters, half touching and half writing.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)