I Am Gwen's Spider-Man Mentor.

Chapter 85 New York Millefeuille

"And..." Raymond sighed, he frowned and looked at Gwen: "Kim is Spider-Woman's mortal enemy, while he saved you, he is undoubtedly denying your value in fighting crime, simply Come on, he's PUAing you."

"PUAs?"

Before Gwen traveled to this universe, she lived in the Chelsea district of New York in universe 65, and Chelsea district is where New York artists gather. Most people are different, and Gwen quickly thought of the meaning of this abbreviation:
"Hit up an artist? Seduce a woman?"

But even as a pioneer artist, Gwen Stacy in 2008 may not be able to combine the "routine of approaching girls" with psychological control.

"Probably..." Raymond pondered for a while, and explained to the girl: "At first, a group of men used to improve their social skills to seduce girls, but later, PUA gradually developed towards the direction of psychological control, usually by weakening women's confidence. way, so that women have to get more recognition from men."

"It's kind of like..." After listening to Raymond's narration, Gwen seriously recalled the details of her dealings with Kim, "He repeatedly emphasized that what I did was meaningless to him, which really hurt his confidence heart."

"That's his second meaning." Raymond said to Gwen seriously. "He has a third meaning."

Gwen laughed, and the girl's tone was quite self-deprecating: "In my universe, this obese patient doesn't have so much scheming, he just can fight..."

Raymond patted Gwen's head. The girl was repeatedly counted in this way in the power field. You only need to think about it as her identity, and you will know that Gwen is not feeling well now-Spider-Mans are relatively simple-minded Guys, in terms of conspiracy and tricks, they are often the ones who are calculated.

Raymond still decided to express the third meaning: "Punisher, according to your description, I feel like a retired soldier."

"That is to say, even if he left on a paraglider, he might leave monitoring or monitoring measures at the scene. Jin didn't go to rescue you, maybe he already knew..."

"You mean, Jin Bing saved me, and further let that stupid big guy Rambo confirm that I am helping Jin Bing?" Before Raymond's voice fell, Gwen quickly picked it up, "Then I It's not that it can't be washed..."

"And..." Raymond didn't dare to look into the girl's eyes. He grinned and decided to finish Xu's English translation: "The fourth meaning..."

When Raymond said "four", Gwen's golden retriever almost stood up - American culture is simple and straightforward, and there are very few twists and turns like East Asia, let alone this kind of old-fashioned cake.When Gwen was 20 years old, she had never seen a person's behavior or language that could interpret so many meanings.

In all fairness, Gwen is a smart girl. She can interpret the two meanings of "saving herself is selling favors to Raymond" and "Jin Bin is hitting herself". With such a rescue, I am even more suspicious in the eyes of the punisher...

But... the fourth floor?

Gwen looked at Raymond in front of her, only feeling frustrated—whenever she felt that she had caught up with her mentor's train of thought, whenever she felt that she was qualified to follow him on the battlefield of ingenuity, he would ask Show yourself how terrible that battlefield is, how unsuitable you are.

The blond girl couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, but she cheered up: "What does the fourth floor mean?"

"The fourth meaning is..." Seeing the dejected Gwen, Raymond couldn't help reaching out and touching her head, messing up the girl's already messy blond hair: "He is demonstrating against us."

"Demonstration?" Gwen didn't notice the word "we" at all - the girl thought it was so commonplace.

"You have just been buried in the ruins, and Jin Bin's rescue will appear immediately. This shows that he has been observing and even following you. He is telling us that even the whereabouts of the Spider Woman, he, Wilson Fisk, is well aware of it."

"That is to say..." Raymond sighed, and looked at the girl's aqua blue eyes with worried eyes: "You have to be careful."

Gwen's eyes met Raymond's serious gaze with water, and the girl couldn't help laughing: "I'm Spider-Woman, you should be careful, Xu, teach, teach."

The girl's last two words read quite provocatively, her chin was raised slightly, and those aqua blue eyes revealed the arrogance that belonged exclusively to Spider-Woman.

Raymond seems to be able to read Gwen's meaning - come and ask me to protect you!
Raymond stretched out his big hand and completely messed up Gwen's hair with a smug face. The girl's arrogant face suddenly turned into an angry face-she grabbed the pink highlights at the end of her blond hair with both hands, Fei It took me a while to get my hair done:

"How did I not realize you were so immature before, Professor?" Gwen read the sarcasm to Raymond in cadence.

"There are still many things you haven't discovered~" Now it was Raymond's turn to put his face full of arrogance on his face.

----split line----

For Wilson Fisk, there are not many opportunities for family dinners—a capitalist with dual identities is often entangled in all kinds of entertainment and mundane affairs, and rarely finds time to spend with his family.

This man who looks obese but actually has a body fat rate of no more than 10% grew up in a loveless environment, which forced him to become a ruthless social Darwinist.

But as long as he has a chance, he will reveal his desire for family affection and love - he is so lacking in these two things, no matter how well he disguises, it is impossible for human beings who live in groups to be indifferent to these two feelings. need.

"Vanessa." Jin took the 1946 Bordeaux red wine from the waiter himself and poured it gently into his wife's goblet. The man's face was full of happiness: "We'll just wait a little longer."

The luxuriously dressed woman seemed quite dissatisfied. She drank the wine that Jin Bing poured for herself in one gulp, and then continued to be angry—and acted like a baby in Jin Bing's eyes: "It was agreed that it was a family banquet, why did you arrange for us again?" Dining with a general?"

"Isn't this still your entertainment?" Vanessa said coldly to Jin.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Jin Bin carefully apologized to his wife, and it was almost impossible to see that he was a gangster who was stalking the New York underground, "I promise you, I will definitely give you a real family dinner !"

"Pay me?" Vanessa frowned, but the woman's anger didn't stop: "Don't you belong to this family and don't need this family banquet?"

The woman's tricky angle made Jin Bin very troubled. Just as he was thinking about how to deal with this, the general and his wife also arrived.

Jin Bin glanced outside the door: "General Ross, Mrs. Karen, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

Karen didn't care about Jin Bin, she just went in and smiled at Vanessa: "I heard Vanessa complaining from afar, Fisk, you have to treat her better."

As he said that, the general's wife gave Jin a face.

Jin Bin was naturally upset, but he didn't—he was impatient with anyone but his own family.After the fat man nodded, he turned his head to Rose who was aside: "Let's get started, General."

The dishes of the American family dinner are very simple, often only one salad, one main course and one dessert, plus some snacks such as cheese.Karen quickly took Vanessa to talk about the topic among those women, leaving Rose and Jin alone.

"If the test has no effect, just stop it." Ross shook his glass and said nonchalantly.

"What about the medicine, get rid of it?"

"There is no medicine." Rose looked at Jin Bin, and put a sausage on his dinner plate, "Watch your words, Mr. Fisk."

Jin doesn't want to be angry-but after all, there are only New York gangsters behind him, and behind Ross is the armed forces of superpowers. This is really not the time to fight hard.He endured it: "I understand."

"Also." Ross turned around, and his tone towards Jin Bin was a little blunt: "I heard that someone is investigating 911 again recently?"

Jin Bing's eyes fluctuated slightly. He was indeed collecting Ross's criminal evidence recently, but Ross should not know about it.He thought for a moment, then replied, "I've heard about it."

"This time it's not a tabloid reporter or something," Ross warned King. "I smell IARPA and the Director of National Intelligence in it. You better not take things too far."

"Also, about the medicine, after cleaning up the things, I will hand over the backups to my people. I want to make sure that you haven't left anything on your hands."

Ross said these two sentences very casually, but Jin Bin could still hear the meaning behind them—he no longer trusted himself so much.These years, with the shadow of the economic crisis looming, the sky in Washington has changed very quickly. Perhaps Ross, who is his backstage supporter, is now in jeopardy.

Jin Bing's gaze became dangerous in an instant—but the danger only lasted for a few tenths of a second before it melted into the man's smile: "I see, General."

After sending Rose away, Jin spent a lot of effort to appease Vanessa—maybe the woman smelled something. Recently, Vanessa became more and more curious about what he did, and his charity Family settings are also becoming more and more difficult to act.

Facing the only pillow person he cares about, even Jin Bing sometimes doesn't know where he is not guarding against and where there is a loophole.He began to feel that this love and this family affection made him a little tired-maybe his identity did not allow him to have family members and weaknesses?

After the man left the dining room tiredly, he sat in the living room of the huge villa.All the lights were turned off, and only the faint light cast through the tree shadows could be seen clearly through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows.

Jin Bing played with the Zippo lighter in his hand in the dark. After a long time, the man whispered to himself softly: "How many people in this world know that 911 was planned by the generals in Washington?"

(End of this chapter)