Chapter 465
Every city should have a police chief and a gang godfather, representing the manifestation of light and darkness in the world. The story of oppression and resistance basically started from these two points, which is a microcosm of human civilization.
Every city is like this, and naturally it will also include the famous metropolis New York. After the human civilization enters a new era, this ancient cycle continues. Of course, the current gang godfathers have become a lot more civilized. , They will never send gunmen to collect protection fees from house to house under broad daylight.
Only small gangsters do that. They value a more valuable but also more dangerous business.
Manhattan West Village, a place known as the most literary and artistic place in New York, where many poets, writers and scientists were born, as well as their number of addicts hundreds and thousands of times, even those with glamorous appearances. , In secret, may be a member of this huge group.
The amount of poison X consumed every week here is staggering. Astonishing to the present, the emperor of the gangster who monopolizes the drug X business in New York needs to send someone to trade here, and there are secrets with these. It’s a worthwhile thing for the upper-class people to make deals. They are generous and sometimes even unexpectedly happy.
So Jin Bin has always sent his most trusted person to do this, and recently many bad things have happened in New York. The hen, who will only lay golden eggs, pays more attention to it.
Poison X trading sounds tall and fashionable. In fact, their format is no different from other wholesale retailers, but they are covered in darkness and martial power.
"This is the next week's goods! The price will not increase, thank Jin and Boss for his kindness."
In the cargo compartment of a medium truck, 5 fully armed The gangsters are trading with their "retailers". The outside world is dark. It seems that this kind of black business is more suitable in this dark night. In short, 80% of the transactions are actually done in the dark. .
However, during this period of time, whether it is a gangster holding martial power or a retailer waving banknotes, their faces are a little panic and cautious, like a mouse sneaking out of the hole to search for food. It was pushed to the ground by a certain violent big cat, and even the meat on the leash was eaten clean.
"This is the money from last week!"
A middle age person who looks like an upper class snapped his fingers, and his entourage slapped a black one. The suitcase was thrown to the gangster on the opposite side. They opened the suitcase and saw that it was full of dangdang banknotes. They didn't even need to click, and the other party handed over a larger suitcase.
"Mr. Jin Bin is very satisfied with your cooperation, Mr. Rudolph."
One of the gangsters who was responsible for bookkeeping and combed the shiny hair whispered : "From next month, we will give you twice the amount of goods."
Sitting on the opposite side, it seems that the middle age person who is attending a prom instead of making a dirty transaction is not happy with the good news. On the contrary, he touched his well-groomed mustache and thought for a moment, shook the head:
"If it was in the past, I don’t mind, this kind of cuteness is indispensable in the literary Sand Dragon bauble, but it won’t work for a while..."
"Why?"
The gangster who kept the account couldn't help but ask. The latter took a look at him and pointed his finger at the sky. :
"Because that spider is very manic recently, I don't want him to ruin my reputation. In fact, everyone else should think the same way."
Mr. Rudolf smiled shook the head:
"Three days ago, Dr. Herman’s clinic was torn down by the spider. The poor old man later recalled that the spider was like crazy, chasing a snatcher. Little bastard, finally demolished a small half of the street, and yesterday, I saw with my own eyes that lunatic jumped down from a higher level of my house holding a bastard, and that poor bastard broke at least 20 bones."
After finishing speaking, the middle age person dressed as a gentleman was still sighed with emotion:
"God, it was on the 7th floor. Before, although he was also fighting crime, he even got damned The pedophile saved my niece, which is helpful and welcome, but now, I have to say that his recent actions have gone too far."
"So you worry about it. I just don’t know when the spider will come, and I don’t want to make two cups or even four times the profit?"
The gangster chuckled and used clumsy tricks to lure the middle age person in front of him:
"Think about it, Mr. Rudolph, when no one else can produce enough goods, but you have plenty of goods here. Those little Sand Dragons who originally didn't like you, but couldn’t help themselves. Hungry "great characters", where will they go?"
"Fur..."
this bastard took a bit of cigarettes and said contentedly: "I have always I respect you artists who have ink in their stomachs, but I know that even if you are an elegant addict, you will feel uncomfortable if you don't smoke for 2 days, and you want to commit suicide... Speaking of which, didn't you just use this idea?"
this remark touches San in front of me d Dragon organizer, he is not short of money, what he lacks is a kind of social status, but he is unwilling to take risks, and even every transaction will not swear by others, but come in person, so even if he is caught, He will only be unlucky alone, rather than implicated in the great character behind it.
Because of this protective measure, Rudolph’s small circle was sealed up three times, but it was revived for the fourth time, and even gradually expanded, relying on Rudolph’s all-round "Be careful."
"Then, okay."
Mr. Rudolph was nodded, he snapped his fingers, and his well-paid bodyguard handed out the money in the right hand, but just At this moment, a muffled noise suddenly came from the top of the truck.
"peng"
Something fell on it.
This sound shocked everyone. The gentleman immediately got under the table, but no one laughed at him. Everyone took out their weapons and pointed to the carriage above their heads. , Fingers are all pulled to the trigger.
"Don't be impulsive! Don't worry! We have 6 people, he only has one!"
The greasy gangster took out a pistol, and he was also a little flustered. But at least he was not at a loss, he shouted:
"Everyone gathered in a circle, back to back! I don't believe he dared to rush in like this! We will...Aaaah!"
The words are not finished yet, the glass next to this nail is smashed with a punch. He just raised the pistol and a sticky white cobweb stuck to his sleeve. Next moment, he couldn't shake it at all. An enormous force came and dragged him out of the carriage.
The bullet flew across the board at an instant, blasting the car in front of you with holes, and the smell of blood mixed in the gunpowder smoke, and directly shouted impatiently:
" I hit him! He bleeds!"
The sound of the gun slowed down, and the most daring one of the people stretched out his head to look, only to find that the one who fell outside the car was the one who was pulled just now. The little oil head who went out, the eloquent dog who can always beg for money and the Boss's delight, couldn't stand his eyes. This man let out a scream: "no! John Xun is dead! We are killed." He!"
"Damn! He's still...be careful!"
"Ah!"
As soon as the warning sounded, a black shadow was torn apart On the roof of the car, he jumped into the compartment, the sound of bullets rang again, and the shells smashed on the ground. The blood and hot smoke made Rudolph hiding under the table cover his ears and screamed in horror. Voice.
He is just a dead artist, why do you want to torture him so much?
"clang 哐哐"
The sound of the body hitting steel is so so that people have one's hair stand on end. If you don’t see it with your own eyes, it’s hard to believe that a normal person will Being beaten in this way, but the deadly bullet looked so useless in the face of more deadly hunters. In less than 20 seconds, the guys with guns fell into the carriage.
Fell on the poison X they used for profit, and blood was splashed...Yes, no one survived.
"peng"
The table where Rudolph was hiding was smashed with a punch, and the sawdust was flying in the air. This mad artist is like a male singer who has been castrated. Screaming enough to pee his pants, he waved his hands in panic and opened his eyes. What he saw was wearing a black leather armor with a scary silhouette of apes Starscream on his chest.
"Spider-Man...Spider-Man"
Rudolph screamed: "Don't...don't kill me, please!"
Peter Parker looked down Glancing at the box at Rudolph’s feet, the scattered banknotes and the crystal clear crystals, his disgusting twitched nose:
"You...you are guilty!"
"But I sin Not to die!"
Probably stimulated by death, Rudolph screamed and retorted: "I'm just buying and selling drug X. Even the most demanding law, I only need to be in a prison in New York. I spent 10 years here...I shouldn’t have been executed like this! My God, you are not a Law Enforcer, you murderous spider!"
"en?"
I met one Those who dared to refute made Parker feel a trace of doubt. His head was close to Rudolph who was strangling his neck, and he whispered in his ear:
"Aren't you afraid of me?"
The cruel and cold breath made Rudolph escape from that state of bravery. He cried out for mercy:
"No, no, no! I'm afraid of you, don't kill me, I won't do it in the future Do this! Look before, when you were wearing red-clothed clothes, you wouldn’t kill, everyone liked you, didn’t they? But after you changed into black clothed clothes, everyone was afraid of you, and you didn’t want everyone to be afraid. You, right? Don’t kill me, forgive me, as the previous Starscream...please."
"Wait?"
Parker suddenly shook the head and seemed to want To drive away some dark thoughts, he tilted his head and looked at Rudolph: "Before? Am I different from before?"
"Different! How can it be the same!"
Rudolph was aware of the hope of surviving, he yelled:
"You used to be like a protector, you will be punished a little, and will tell us what is wrong and what is wrong. It can’t be done, but look at you now, you are like a butcher, look at you, you killed 6 people without blinking your eyes, Heavens! Are you crazy? Or is your mind controlled by some kind of Spectre!"
These words made Parker’s hand movement slow for a while, and he threw Rudolph on the ground. The latter panted, turned his head and rushed out of the car, while running, While shouting:
"Help! Help!"
"You are the same as before, Parker, you are fighting evil, and he deceived you and killed this guilty person! You have to protect those kind people... Punishing evil is doing good!"
A voice rang in his mind, quickly making Parker's puzzled eyes cold again:
" You are lying to me! You are guilty! You...damn it! "
"pu"
next moment, Rudolph's broken chest spewed blood, warm plasma covered the whole car, Parker took a deep breath, that kind of The smell of blood seemed to make him very comfortable. There was a certain impulse in his heart, his left hand stretched out, and a bunch of cobwebs stuck to the telephone pole above his head. After killing 7 people, he quickly rushed into the night.
Five minutes later, he returned to his room. The black spider suit on his body quickly fell off his body and rushed into the bedroom like a bull. After a while, Gwen's delicate voice sounded:
"no! Parker, not today! No...ah, I hate you! "
In the blushing darkness, the black spider suit was thrown by the window sill, the moonlight shone on the dark uniform, and the colder rays of light flashed out. Let this clothes , It seems to have become special.