Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Every city should have a chief of police and a godfather of gangsters, which respectively represent the manifestation of light and darkness in the world. One side upholds justice and the other wields evil. All stories of oppression and resistance basically start from Starting from these two points, this is a microcosm of human civilization.

This is true of every city, including the famous metropolis of New York. After human civilization enters a new era, this ancient cycle continues. Of course, the current gangster godfathers are much more civilized. Next, gunmen were sent door-to-door to collect protection fees.

Only punks do that, and what they fancy is a more valuable but also more dangerous business.

The West Village of Manhattan is known as the most literary place in New York. Many poets, writers and scientists have been born here, as well as hundreds of times their number of addicts. A member of a large group.

The amount of drugs consumed here every week is astonishing. It is astonishing that Jin Bin, the gangster emperor who currently monopolizes the drug business in New York, needs to send special personnel here to conduct transactions, and it is very difficult to do transactions with these high-ranking figures who have secrets. For things that are worthwhile, they spend a lot of money, and sometimes there are even surprises.

So Jin Bin has always sent his most trusted people to do this, and many bad things have happened in New York recently. Jin Bin, who has lost a large piece of land, will only lay golden eggs for the one in his hand. The hen paid more and more attention.

Drug X trading sounds tall and fashionable, but in fact, their form is no different from other wholesale retailers, except that they are covered with a layer of darkness and force.

"This is for next week! The price will not increase, thank you Boss Jin for your kindness."

In the cargo compartment of a medium-sized truck, five heavily armed gangsters are trading with their "retailers". In short, 80% of transactions are actually done in the dark.

However, during this period of time, whether it is a gangster armed with force or a retailer waving banknotes, all of them have panic and caution on their faces, like a mouse sneaking out of a hole for food, afraid of being caught by a violent big cat. Push it to the ground, and eat all the meat.

"This is last week's money!"

A middle-aged man who looked like an upper class snapped his fingers, and his entourage threw a black suitcase to the gangster opposite. They opened the suitcase and saw that it was full of banknotes. No need to order, the other party handed over a bigger box.

"Mr. Jin Bin is very satisfied with your cooperation, Mr. Rudolph."

One of the gangsters, the bookkeeping guy, with the shiny hair combed, whispered, "We'll give you twice as much starting next month."

Sitting opposite, the middle-aged man who seemed to be attending a dance instead of doing dirty business was not happy with the good news. On the contrary, he stroked his well-combed mustache, thought for a moment, and shook his head:

"If it's the past time, I don't mind, such cute gadgets are indispensable in the literature salon, but not for a while..."

"Why?"

The accountant gangster couldn't help asking, the latter looked him up and pointed to the sky:

"Because that spider has been very manic recently, I don't want him to ruin my reputation. In fact, other people should think the same way."

Mr. Rudolph smiled and shook his head:

"Three days ago, Dr. Herman's clinic was demolished by the spider. The poor old man later recalled that the spider was like crazy, chasing a bag snatcher, and finally demolished half of the street. Yesterday, I saw with my own eyes that lunatic jump from a higher floor of my house with a bastard in his arms, and the poor bastard broke at least 20 bones."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man dressed as a gentleman expressed emotion:

"God, that was on the 7th floor, and while he fought crime and even saved my niece from a damned pedophile, that was helpful and welcome, but now, I have to Said that his recent actions have gone too far."

"So you're worried about a spider who doesn't know when it's coming, and you're not willing to make double or even quadruple the profit?"

The gangster giggled and used clumsy tricks to seduce the middle-aged man in front of him:

"Think about it, Mr. Rudolph, when no one else can produce enough goods, you are the only one who has plenty of goods here. Those "big shots" who originally looked down on your small salon but couldn't help being hungry , where will they go?"

"Fu..."

The bastard took a puff of cigarette and said complacently: "I have always respected you artists who have ink in their stomachs, but I know that even the most elegant addicts will feel uncomfortable if they don't smoke for two days, and they want to commit suicide …Speaking of which, didn’t you come up with this idea at the beginning?”

These words moved the salon organizer in front of him, he is not short of money, what he lacks is a kind of social status, but he is not willing to take risks, even every transaction will not be done by others, but come in person, so Even if he was caught, it would only be his bad luck, not the big shots behind it.

Because of this kind of protective measures, Rudolph's small circle was closed down three times, but it revived for the fourth time, and even gradually expanded, relying on Rudolph's all-round "carefulness".

"Oh well."

Mr. Rudolph nodded and snapped his fingers. His well-paid bodyguard handed over the money in his right hand, but at this moment, there was a muffled sound from the top of the truck.

"boom"

Something fell on it.

The sound startled everyone. The gentleman got under the table immediately, but no one laughed at him. Everyone else took out their weapons and pointed at the carriage above their heads. on the trigger.

"Don't be impulsive! Don't worry! There are 6 of us, and he only has one!"

The greasy-haired gangster took out a pistol, and he was a little flustered, but at least he was not at a loss. He shouted loudly:

"Everyone forms a circle, back to back! I don't believe he dares to rush in like this! We will... ahhhhh!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the glass around this early nail was smashed with a punch. Just as he raised his pistol, a sticky white cobweb stuck to his sleeve. The next moment, the giant that could not be shaken A force came and pulled him out of the carriage.

The bullet flew up in an instant, and the carriage in front of him was riddled with holes, and the smell of blood was mixed in the gunpowder smoke. Impatiently, he shouted directly:

"I hit him! He's bleeding!"

The gunshots slowed down, and the most daring of the crowd stretched out his head to look, only to find that the one who fell outside the carriage was the little oily man who was pulled out just now, the eloquent and eloquent man who could always ask for money and beat the boss Huanxin's dog leg could not rest in peace, the man let out a scream:

"No! Johnson is dead! We killed him!"

"Damn it! He's still... watch out!"

"ah!"

As soon as the warning sounded, a black shadow directly tore off the roof of the car and jumped into the middle of the car. The sound of bullets sounded again, and the bullet casings hit the ground. The blood and hot gunpowder smoke made Rudolph who was hiding under the table endured. He couldn't help covering his ears and let out a terrified scream.

He's just a past artist, why torture him like this?

"bang bang bang"

The sound of the body hitting the steel is so creepy, if you don't see it with your own eyes, it's hard to believe that a normal person would be beaten like this, but the deadly bullets are so useless in the face of more deadly hunters, no In 20 seconds, those guys with guns fell staggeringly in the carriage.

Falling on the drugs they used for profit, blood splattered... yes, no one survived.

"boom"

The table where Rudolph was hiding was smashed with a fist, and the sawdust flew across. Like a castrated male singer, the outdated artist screamed enough to pee his pants. He waved his hands in panic and opened his eyes. When he opened his eyes, he saw a figure in black leather armor with a frightening scarlet spider on his chest.

"Spider...Spiderman"

Rudolph screamed, "Don't...don't kill me, please!"

Peter Parker looked down at the box at Rudolph's feet, the scattered banknotes and those crystals, he sniffled in disgust:

"You...you are guilty!"

"But I'm not guilty of death!"

Probably stimulated by the death, Rudolph screamed and retorted: "I just buy and sell drugs. Even the most draconian law only needs to spend 10 years in a prison in New York... I shouldn't be just like that." Execute! God, you are not an enforcer, you murderous spider!"

"Um?"

Meeting someone who dared to refute made Parker feel a little doubtful. His head was close to the strangled Rudolph, and he whispered in his ear:

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

The icy breath of cruelty broke Rudolph from that heroic state, and he begged for mercy:

"No no no! I'm afraid of you, don't kill me, I won't do it in the future! Look at the past, when you are wearing red clothes, you won't kill people, everyone likes you, don't you? But you put on After the black clothes, everyone is afraid of you, you don't want everyone to be afraid of you, don't you? Don't kill me, spare me, as the former Starscream... please."

"etc?"

Parker shook his head suddenly, as if he wanted to drive away some dark thoughts. He tilted his head and looked at Rudolph: "Before? Am I different from before?"

"It's different! How could it be the same!"

Sensing the hope of survival, Rudolph shouted:

"You used to be like a protector, you would chastise a little, you would tell us what was wrong and what not to do, but look at you now, you are like a butcher, look at you, eyes Killed 6 people without blinking, my God! Are you crazy? Or is your mind controlled by some kind of ghost!"

These words made Parker's movement slow down a bit, and he threw Rudolph to the ground. The latter panted heavily, turned his head and rushed out of the car, shouting while running:

"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 sounded in his mind, quickly making Parker's puzzled eyes turn cold again:

"You're lying to me! You're guilty! You...damn it!"

"puff"

The next moment, blood spurted out from Rudolph's shattered chest, and the warm plasma covered the entire carriage. Parker took a deep breath. The smell of blood seemed to make him very comfortable. Some kind of impulse surged in his heart, and his left hand Stretched out, a group of spider webs stuck to the telephone pole above his head, and after killing 7 people, he quickly rushed into the night.

Five minutes later, he returned to his room. The black spider suit he was wearing quickly fell off his body, and rushed into the bedroom like a bull. A moment later, Gwen's delicate voice sounded:

"No! Parker, not today! No...ah, I hate you!"

In the darkness that made people blush, the black spider suit was thrown by the window sill. The moonlight shone on the dark uniform, and a colder light shone, making the suit seem special.