Marvel's Dark Knight

Chapter 37 Wick John Kane (please collect)

It's just that Miles is not the kind of guy who would leave easily, and he followed Bruce's pace directly.

"They've gone back, haven't they?" When Miles caught up, the first thing he said was to know if the other Spider-Man had returned to their own universe.

The bat looked back at this guy. He didn't think that this guy's brain was not working well before, but now he really should change his identification with this spider's information.

Maybe Miles felt that he had spoken nonsense now, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Do you think we will meet again in the future?" Miles spoke again.

Only this time his tone was quite serious.

He really wanted the bat to answer him.

But the bat didn't say anything, and shot out its own hook and disappeared directly in front of Miles.

This time, Miles did not catch up, he knew that he would not get any formal answer if he did.

All you can get is the silence from the bat.

He just needs someone to talk about his recent experience.

Even though I can't tell everything.

Taking a long breath, Miles slowly stood up, looking at the bat figure that could still be seen vaguely in the distance, he patted his face.

If you promise something to others, you will naturally do it.

Since he didn't fulfill the agreement with Peter Parker, he didn't get the collider with his own hands, let him replace that Spider-Man and guard the city that belongs to him.

When the bats and spiders were separated, the current journalists were like sharks smelling blood, rushing towards here in a swarm.

They naturally knew that after an explosion, the scene would probably be quite dangerous.

But in this city, in the eyes of their profession, danger often coexists with opportunities.

As long as they get some shocking and explosive news, they can already be said to be on the rise.

Even a Pulitzer would not be something out of reach.

The New York police once thought that these reporters were more suitable for their positions at certain times, and reporters who could match the speed of the police would sometimes arrive one step ahead of the police.

Clearly, there is now a situation where journalists are outpacing other response forces.

It wasn't even a police helicopter hovering in the sky, but a reporting plane belonging to a news TV station.

All eyes are on the explosion.

They want to know if New York has experienced another frightening terrorist attack.

When the reporters actually arrived at the scene, they couldn't believe their eyes at all.

Jin Bin, their more familiar name should be Wilson Fisk, who is being tied to the fire hydrant by something at the moment, and on the other side is the bodyguard who has always appeared beside Jin Bin.

An albino black man.

But what the reporters really couldn't believe was the batarang stuck on the ground next to Kingpin and the others.

"Comics have truly appeared in the world." A reporter who had read those superhero comics muttered to himself.

This kind of shock did not make him hesitate much, and he immediately took his microphone to confront Jefferson Davis, the highest-ranking police officer on the scene.

"Officer, what's the reason for the big explosion? What's the relationship with Wilson Fisk? Does the bat dart next to them represent the appearance of a masked hero in New York after Spiderman?"

The serial gun-like problem made Jefferson really overwhelmed now.

"The cause of the big bang is under investigation." As soon as he opened his mouth to speak, another microphone came up.

"Did the person who arrested Wilson Fisk borrow the image in the comics to carry out his own actions?"

"Is this a terrorist attack?"

"Why hasn't the NYPD heard anything?"

Jefferson is really one of the top two players now, and this kind of thing is obviously not something he can answer at this level.

If he didn't answer well, he might offend not only these guys, but also the office staff in the police station.

"Okay, okay, fellow journalists, I think you should not continue to trouble this police officer now." A man rescued Jefferson from the reporters' hands.

Although he was grateful to this man for saving him from the reporter's series of fatal calls, Jefferson still dutifully asked about the identity of the man beside him.

Besides, who made that guy wear a pair of black sunglasses even at night like this.

It looks like an agent from the TV.

"I'm sorry, are you a police officer?" Although Jefferson has been patrolling outside, he is still quite confident in his memory.

He had never seen the man next to him in his police station.

And recently, there has been no rumor that anyone will tune in.

"Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself." The man took off his sunglasses, revealing a fairly honest face, and even took out his ID from his suit, "FBI."

Similarly, when the man took out his ID, there were already black suits around and blocked all the reporters from the cordon.

Jefferson had already started communicating as soon as he saw the certificate.

He has no way to use his naked eyes to judge whether the guy in front of him is real or fake.

The man obviously didn't care about Jefferson's review of his documents. He walked up to Jin Bin who seemed to be waking up, and looked at the former New York City underground boss.

he smiles.

Pick up the bat dart on the ground.

"Newcomer."

When the sun of the next day pierced through the clouds and shone on the city, the early morning news had already reported the explosion that happened last night.

"After investigation, the big explosion that happened in Brooklyn yesterday was created by Wilson Fisk, a former New York City philanthropist and businessman."

Bruce didn't care about the copywriting on the news, and now he just looked at the big guy who appeared on the screen, which was enough.

I believe that when this Jinhe appears on the TV screen, the Fisker Group will definitely be a fresh face.

For example, as directors of the Fisker Group.

Now they really don't want to stay in this group any longer.

No one knows whether this kind of thing will burn on his own head later.

In America, anything is possible.

What's more, they are not good citizens who obey the law in the true sense.

"It killed people!!"

"When will Fisk be able to make people feel at ease??"

"How did this happen?"

Although the name of this group is now Fisk, even Jinbin is only built on the framework of the previous Osborne Group.

Most of the directors sitting here are former directors of the Osborne Group.

They have always been quite disgusted with Fisk's eloquent appearance. Originally, if something happened to Fisk, it would only make them quite excited.

But now this matter is really too big.

It can be said that Jin directly caused the worst bombing in New York after the last Twin Towers.

They are afraid to avoid it.

"Sir, you can't go in, you can't." The secretary's voice at the door suddenly sounded.

Then, the door of the conference room was pushed open.

Several bodyguards who looked quite professional had already stood still.

Afterwards, the righteous master slowly revealed his figure.

A custom-made Gucci suit fully displayed Bruce's aristocratic temperament at this moment.

"Hey boy! Who are you!"

"Wick, Wick John Kane." Bruce spoke to them with a smile on his face.