Marvel's Dark Knight

Chapter 12 MYBACK (Please collect)

"So after the friendly New York City neighbor we sent off, we've got a darkened Nightbringer?"

Jin Bin, who was sitting on his seat, was even asking about the tombstone.

His eyes were still fixed on the group photo on the coffee table.

It was a woman with a rather warm face, and a well-behaved and sensible child.

These are the two most important people in the world for Fisk.

But he pushed it away with his own hands.

All he needs to do now is bring them back to him.

Everything else can be put aside.

Even if a superhero similar to Spiderman appeared again, as long as he didn't come to hinder his plan, he could pretend that he didn't see it.

But he also needs to know whether this superhero will become an obstacle to bringing back his lover.

"Yes, boss, but now it seems that this guy is much more ruthless than Spiderman. Those who have met him face to face are basically disabled for life." The tombstone has gathered all the information that is known now.

Indeed, no one lost their life because of that guy's shot.

But now turning them into a vegetative state, or even being disabled for life, this appearance is no better than death.

"Put his affairs aside for now. The more important thing to me now is not embarrassing a small factory, nor the disabled members who are left behind."

Picking up the photo frame in front of him, Fisk touched it gently with a soft expression.

It's hard to imagine that this person with such a soft complexion spoke so cruelly and coldly.

But obviously, Tombstone is the same kind of person as Fisk, and he doesn't care about the life, death and disability of those guys. The only important thing for him is his career and himself.

Nothing else will disturb him.

"Understood the boss." Nodding to Fisk.

Tombstone already understood what he should do next.

Maybe he couldn't catch the Night Apostle, but he could ignore the destruction and property loss that the Night Apostle brought to them.

This thing is fairly simple for tombstones.

Seeing Fisk looking at him from the corner of the eye again, Tombstone bowed to Fisk with great interest.

"I'm leaving now."

As soon as he finished speaking, the tombstone had already walked out of the house and out of this space filled with happy memories of Fisk and his family.

Instead of paying attention to the tombstone, Fisk refocused his gaze on the framed picture of Vanessa and his son.

"Vanessa, Richard, I'll bring you all back."

It's hard to imagine that Fisk, who is in charge of the wind and rain in the underground world, would show such a loving expression now.

Wayne, who had just arrived at Fisk's residence, saw this Fisk.

Wayne would not care about how much Fisk loved his wife and son, a criminal who directly or indirectly destroyed the happiness of countless families.

After losing his loved ones, he wants to drag them back to him. How can there be such a good thing?

Pressing the control surface on his right arm armor, the world Wayne sees now is no longer the normal field of vision before.

The house was no longer a normal residence in Wayne's eyes.

He can see that every place in this house has been specially treated now.

Although this house is an extremely monumental place for Fisk, it does not mean that he will remove all his backing because of these things.

Sure enough, the current Wayne has indeed found a special elevator leading to the bottom of the house.

Wayne knew very well that the things hidden there could not be documents about the Fisk Group, and some might just be about Fisk's criminal empire.

But it was already within Wayne's acceptance range.

"Well hidden."

After taking a deep look at Fisk, who was still there secretly feeling sad, Wayne did not choose to enter directly.

Wayne needs a complete plan that will allow him to get all the stuff about Fisk's criminal empire during this time.

Reflecting all the structures of Fisk's current residence in his mind, Wayne directly chose to retreat.

I was able to get Fisk's address and his house structure today.

Wayne is satisfied.

Sometimes bats don't necessarily only appear at night, it is also possible during the day.

Leaving here in a flash.

Tomorrow is the daytime when Wayne needs to do things now.

Wayne stopped as he passed an apartment building in Brooklyn.

Sometimes, people you don't want to meet always appear in front of you in an extremely unexpected way.

For example, the scene now looks like a crime scene.

The victim was none other than Spider-Man who had been nagging by his side before.

And the person dragging Spider-Man is a kid wearing a poor-quality Spider-Man peripheral costume.

"Oh!"

The sudden sound from the fire escape scared the child.

Dragging Spider-Man's hand, he subconsciously let go and raised it.

Poor Peter Benjamin Parker fell straight down the fire escape after being let go by the kid.

As long as he is not Spiderman, he can already be directly admitted to the supreme luxury ward of the hospital, which is simply the ICU.

"I didn't kill him, and he didn't die. He just fainted. I just wanted to take him home and take a good look at his injuries. There was absolutely no other intention."

The kid quickly explained everything.

It's just that maybe it's because of his language talent. To Wayne's ears, when he spoke quickly, it sounded like he was saying RAP.

"uh-huh."

Wayne didn't say anything, but just this unclear tone of voice made the child a little confused.

"uh-huh?"

He tentatively repeated what Wayne said, to see if this masked, suspected superhero, who didn't look easy to mess with, would explain to him what that meant.

"What I said is absolutely true, you have to believe me!"

The child is really frightened by Wayne's expression now.

He was bitten by a spider, and he had very strange superpowers, and saw the fight between Spider-Man and the Green Goblin.

He even saw how Spider-Man died.

But anyway, he's just a kid.

He was still a little terrified when he met a superhero that he couldn't understand at all.

Especially the appearance of this superhero, it is obvious that he is not a good talker.

"hey-hey."

All he can do now is to be good.

Make yourself look harmless.

"Oh, Myback!"

Spider-Man's voice interrupted the frozen atmosphere between them.