Marvel's Dark Knight

"Sorry, boss. There are too many people there, and we can't do anything." The minion who called Tombstone before immediately stood up and admitted his mistake.

After all, the sound was so loud that it attracted all the surrounding residents. Even if they wanted to, they didn't have the time to make a move.

Moreover, when they arrived there, surrounding residents had already called the police and medical calls.

All they can do is get out of there and make sure they don't get involved.

Tombstone took a deep breath. He also knew that killing people in public was definitely not advisable.

But things have gone really bad lately.

"Does anyone know who he is? He did such a thing? Huh?" Tombstone suppressed his anger and tried to keep his voice as calm as possible.

But at this time, the little people around just looked at me and I looked at you, and finally chose to bow their heads and prepare for the storm.

"That means you didn't even see who attacked them, did you?"

Tombstone really didn't know how many brain cells he had died at that time, so he had the idea of ​​recruiting younger brothers, and asked them to act as eyeliners for him to monitor the Parker family.

If it weren't for the red and blue police lights flashing in the distance.

The current Tombstone really wanted to pull out his gun, count each of these guys in front of him, and collapse them all.

"Listen, after those guys are in the hospital, I don't care what method you use to deal with him. Otherwise, I'll deal with you." Tombstone sat in the car after leaving such a sentence.

But what the tombstone didn't find was that the moment he closed the car door, a small black spot had been nailed to the trunk of his car.

Tombstone thought that by coming here, he could get some information about the guy who destroyed their factory.

But I didn't expect that the guy here didn't even see the specific appearance of the attacker.

But think about it.

The people from the previous factory also said that the guy was like a bat moving at night, without any trace at all.

Almost without exception, the guys who have faced that masked freak have become vegetative.

One guy roughly saw that person's outfit, but it was just a back view.

The only useful information the guy gave Tombstone was.

That person was wearing a pitch black battle suit and a cloak like a bat's wings.

Compared with the previous Spider-Man, the guy who attacked them now really saved their lives, but the same guy's attack was much more ruthless than Spider-Man.

"Do you think you are Batman?" Tombstone said angrily as he squeezed the steering wheel of his car.

This feeling of being provoked is really unpleasant.

Wayne looked at the small red dot that was constantly moving on the map displayed on his arm armor.

He believed that when such a thing happened, Tombstone would definitely go to Jin and report it.

If it was just the meaning of the tombstone itself, it would be impossible to arrange so many eyeliners here.

It's only possible that Fisk wanted to see if anyone wanted to help Spider-Man get revenge?

Perhaps Fisk himself hadn't even thought about it.

It is true that some people will take revenge for Spider-Man, but some people are eyeing the Fisk Group in his hands.

The tombstone stopped, and the tombstone, which was somewhat different from Wayne's previous guess, did not stop in Manhattan, or the more affluent Long Island.

Instead, it stopped in Brooklyn not far away.

According to Fisk's obsession with Vanessa and his son in this universe, it should be their warm family.

Moving his neck, Wayne is now ready for a tough fight.

Chapter 12 MY BACK

(for collection)

"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.