“I hope you bring me good news.” Kingpin fiddled with the antique gold coin in his hand, his thick fingers unusually nimble, the valuable coin flying up and down between his fingers.
However, he never once looked at Bullseye and Gorgon, who were kneeling on one knee.
“After all, your leader just screwed something up not long ago, and I don’t want that to happen again.”
“We have not failed your expectations. Although the process was full of ups and downs, we still brought back the goods.” Bullseye lowered her head, holding a briefcase with both hands, and slowly came to Kingpin's side.
Kingpin stopped his movements, took the briefcase from Bullseye.
“Shocker has already checked it. There are indeed things inside, but there is no guarantee whether they are genuine.”
“That requires professional judgment.” Kingpin opened the briefcase, glanced at it, then slowly closed the briefcase and handed it to the bodyguard next to him, asking him to take it down.
“However, according to the information provided by my informant, it should be genuine, unless that person even deceives his own subordinates. By the way, has everything been cleaned up?”
“It has been cleaned up.” Bullseye replied respectfully.
“However, there is a small episode that you might be interested in.”
“Oh? What is it?” Kingpin began to play with the gold coin again, returning to his lazy state. After all, in his opinion, the highlight of tonight had already passed.
Bullseye immediately recounted what happened at the port from beginning to end.
“Tiger-headed man and masked woman?” Kingpin tapped the armrest of the chair rhythmically with his fingers.
“Yes, they were both petrified by Gorgon's petrification ability and left at the port. Do you need to bring them back?”
“Seriously injured Shocker, and made you feel helpless, that's really interesting.” Kingpin stopped his movements.
“First, there were rumors of a vegetable, then there was a four-armed monster who knocked down the Rhino, the Mothman-like creature that Matt encountered that day, and finally the tiger-headed man you encountered today. New York is really crawling with all sorts of monsters and demons recently.”
After Kingpin finished speaking, he stood up, turned around and walked to the huge French window, overlooking the most prosperous area of New York.
Kingpin just watched quietly, without speaking, and the others could only silently wait for this underworld emperor to speak.
“This is obviously not a good thing.” After a long silence, Kingpin slowly spoke.
“However, danger is often accompanied by opportunity, which is what I have always believed.” Kingpin said decisively, his confidence stemming from his experiences from childhood to adulthood. He has come to where he is today by overcoming one crisis after another.
“Bring back those two statues, they can perfect my plan.” Kingpin turned his head and ordered.
“Gorgon, you are responsible for using magic to undo the petrification.”
“Yes, sir.” ×2
Bullseye and Gorgon accepted the order and slowly exited the room.
After all his subordinates had left, Kingpin turned his head again, admiring the night view of New York.
“It’s almost time.” Kingpin said in a low voice.
“Soon, I will no longer be an underworld emperor, but… the king of the whole world!”
—–Dividing line——
“It seems we are one step late.” Bullseye said as she returned to the port.
Gorgon stood silently beside her, obviously this matter was beyond his expectations.
“What do you mean? Could it be that they were picked up by scavengers?” Bullseye looked at Gorgon beside her.
“Impossible.” Gorgon denied Bullseye's guess.
“My eyes can turn creatures into real stone. Those two statues cannot be carried away by ordinary people. To move them, you need at least a forklift, let alone transport them away. At the very least, you need the same configuration as us.”
Gorgon pointed to the back, where the forklift and truck they brought, as well as the waiting subordinates, were parked.
“The time we spent going back and forth is no more than an hour and a half. Ordinary people can’t gather these at this time.”
“So you mean, they have accomplices, and their accomplices transported them away?” Bullseye interjected.
“That possibility cannot be ruled out.” Gorgon nodded. “Of course, it cannot be ruled out that my petrification ability failed. Of course, neither is good news.”
“It seems we can only return empty-handed.” Bullseye said helplessly.
As for the protagonists being discussed, Yang Le and Gwen had already returned home, preparing to enjoy a midnight snack.
Since Gwen became Spider-Woman, every time they come back from fighting crime at night, they have to eat a midnight snack, sometimes they make it themselves, sometimes they buy it from outside, which has almost become their habit.
So much so that even if they didn’t go to fight crime, Yang Le and Gwen would habitually eat a midnight snack, but this habit changed back after Gwen weighed herself after taking a shower one time.
Normally, a superhuman's metabolism shouldn't make Gwen gain weight, but you can't stand the fact that the calories in most American foods are directly proportional to their deliciousness.
In addition, Gwen eats a lot, and doesn't exercise (fighting crime), so over time, she naturally gains weight, and even Yang Le has gained a lot.
Today, because they went out to “exercise”, they can rightfully enjoy a midnight snack.
However, this should have been a happy thing, but Yang Le and Gwen were both a little lacking in interest.
Yang Le looked at Gwen, who was fiddling with the noodles with a fork. The spaghetti had been served for a while, but Gwen didn't take a few bites, which was in stark contrast to the past.
Yang Le asked: “What’s wrong, Gwen? Is it not to your taste?”
Gwen, who was stopped by Yang Le, stopped her movements and said weakly.
“No, Happy, I’m just thinking about something.”
Gwen stopped here, and Yang Le didn't urge her. He knew that he should wait patiently at this time, instead of urging her.
Sure enough, after five or six minutes of silence, Gwen opened her mouth again.
“I’m just scared by what happened today, sorry, I don’t want to say depressing things, I just think, I might… sorry.”
The low-spirited Gwen once again ended with an apology. For a high school student, experiencing life and death is indeed a bit too much. Gwen didn't collapse directly, but went home to confide in him, which is already beyond many people.
“I should be the one to say sorry.” Yang Le left his seat and walked to Gwen, squatted down and looked at Gwen’s buried face.
“I’m not going to say anything, sorry I didn’t protect you well, I’m going to say, sorry I’m not a good teacher.” Yang Le looked ashamed.
Gwen quickly comforted him: “How could that be? Happy, you have clearly taught me many things.”
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