Wilson Fisk stopped Gwen like an angry bull, staring at her with gritted teeth, and blue veins bulged on his forehead.

"Who sent you?" he asked in a deep voice.

"Who sent me? I think... Christ Jesus?"

Fisk roared angrily, his fist hit Gwen like a huge meat hammer with the whistling sound of the wind. Gwen jumped away again, and Fisk's punch with a thousand pounds of strange power smashed the handrail of the stairs she had just squatted to break in the waist.

He punched him in vain, and his second punch came over again. Gwen jumped off the ground and rushed over Fisk's head. Fisk hit the wall with another punch, punching deeply into the wall board, leaving an exaggerated punch pit.

Gwen couldn't help but want to complain. Be good, this is still called an ordinary person? This kind of strange power is simply not human, okay? Even a real non-human like me thinks it is not human.

Although Wilson Fisk is obese and has a size of three adults, 90% of his body is full of muscles, and his strength has long exceeded human limits. (Although this setting still cannot explain why he, an ordinary person, has a strong arm strength comparable to strengthening people.)

The two fought fiercely at the entrance of the stairwell, but Gwen was slightly at a disadvantage in comparison. The space here was too narrow, which was not convenient for her to dodge, but Fisk could use his advantage of brute force to the extreme. The strong wind of his punches was almost stacked together, pounced on like layers of turbulent waves. Gwen only flashed left and right between his fists with a small movement, and failed to touch the corner of her clothes for dozens of consecutive punches.

Gwen took the opportunity and avoided Fisker's punch and passed through his armpit. He slapped his palm on the ground with one hand and bounced his body up, and flew from bottom to top and kicked Fisker's fleshy chin.

"Ha, I'm hit again. This seems to be the third time I've kicked your chin." Gwen sneered, "You really have to eat less cupcakes. You may not be kicked so easily next time."

Fisker was already having a headache about this little spider girl, and his anger was not knowing where to vent. He had already decided to hide away from her and not provoke her anymore, but he didn't expect that this guy would hit his territory with a thrust.

Now that he heard Gwen mocking his body shape so much, Fisker could not bear it anymore. As the king of crime in New York and the real controller of this city, when did he ever suffer such an insult? For a moment, the fear of the little girl's mysterious backstage was thrown out of the sky. Now he just wants to tear this lively bed bug into pieces.

Jin Bing punched out with a "whistle" and shouted: "When I catch you, bed bug! I will pull your annoying tongue out of that smooth-tuned mouth!"

His eyes were red, his offensive became more and more desperate, and his nose seemed to be spewing out of his fire. Gwen had never seen such a posture, and he was a little timid in his heart for a while, but he still refused to give in: "Is that right? But give me a suggestion. If you want to catch me, it's better to go to the gym to save a ton of meat first, otherwise there will be no hope."

Fisker became even more angry, and his fists alternately attacked, and the offensive became more and more rapid and fierce. Gwen jumped up, slapped his palm on one wall, and his five fingers stuck to the wall. She turned her body in the air with her slender arm as the axis, and swept her hard towards Jin with unparalleled power. Fisker raised his arm dullly and blocked it. Gwen thrust his arm hard on his arm, and his strong leg force drew Jin and turned over from the stairs. Her huge body rolled down the stairs like a black ball of flesh.

But he was thick-skinned and thick. Although he fell to pieces, there was no actual damage. He quickly got up, and Gwen had already chased and jumped in front of him. Fisk roared angrily, and he was about to hit him with his left fist, but he was stuck to the wall by a spider web. He swung his right fist, and Gwen raised his head and dodged, and a spider silk hit his fist back with a force to pull it. He threw his right fist against the wall, and a spider web stuck to him with a "splash".

Generally speaking, two spider webs are impossible to be free, but Gwen knew that he was amazingly powerful, so he shot seven or eight spider webs alternately, tied his hands and feet tightly, and could not move at all.

Fisk couldn't move, but he was still yelling in anger: "Stupid girl! I want to make you a dead person! Did you hear that? It's useless to protect God himself! I want to kill you! Let you become..."

Gwen raised his hand and slapped a spider web on his face, forcing him to shut his mouth.

"Okay, okay, I remember, big man. I'm happy to chat with you, but I still have a car to rush."

Fiske's eyes were pitch black and he could not see anything. He could only hear the footsteps of the stinky girl gradually fading away, and a moment later there was a very arrogant "bang" sound of the door closing.

***

Zhongcheng Circle Financial Company.

The five leaders of the meeting in the conference room were defeated in less than a minute. The squad fell on the carpet with his own dagger inserted in his abdomen; Mrs. Gao fell to the conference table and no longer breathed; Sowanda was in the ceiling - the kind in the literal sense, with half of her body inserted into the ceiling and only one pair of legs hanging in the air; Murakami was embedded in the wall like a sticker, looking quite funny, and also breathing.

Michael slowly walked around the conference table. Alexandra behind the table was the only one of the five who had not yet died. She stretched out her bloody hand and pressed it on the table to support her. The light glanced at the black and golden armor behind her, and a decisive fierce light flashed in her eyes. She turned around quickly, and a short knife had appeared in her palm, cutting out a silver arc and swinging towards the other party.

Clam!

The crisp golden melody intersected, and the short knife broke into two pieces and flew out of her hand. The recoil force made her feel severely painful.

Michael stood there, not even hiding at all.

Alexandra stared at him unwillingly: "Who are you...?"

It has been hundreds of years, and they have survived for such a long time. They deceived the God of Death again and again, and avoided the pursuit from Kunlun again and again. Now they have found a new dragon bone before their lifespan is exhausted, and they are about to be reborn. But at this moment, they suddenly broke into a disturber in high-tech armor without any warning, and ended everything without giving them a chance to react.

Their dreams were shattered, and the shadow of death that they had exhausted their entire lives to escape came early. It seemed that they had deceived death for too long that they had attracted the god of death himself.

Michael raised his hand gently: "It's just a passing person."

When the pulse cannon rang out, Alexandra was bombarded into the wall by a shot, and she was completely gone.

At this point, all five leaders of the Handicraft Association have been cleared.

Of course, the development of the Handicraft Association has become a large organization with influence all over the world and will not collapse directly just because of the death of its leaders. But it is undoubtedly a big blow to them. Ninjas will fall into a state of headlessness and may be unprecedentedly confused within the organization.

But Michael actually didn't care about these things at all since the beginning.

If these five dead leaders knew the real reason why they had provoked this plague god was actually because Zhongcheng Circle Finance obstructed the Paso Group's engineering projects, they would probably be so angry that they vomited blood on the way to the underworld.

Now that the leaders have been solved, Zhongcheng Circle Finance naturally cannot become an obstacle. Next, you only need to make a few more calls to do some written work, and this obstacle can be easily removed. It is expected that within one day, the Paso Group will be able to take ownership of the Zhongcheng Circle construction site, and their projects can start construction as planned.

Oh, by the way, there are also the underground keels in New York.

To be honest, Michael is not very interested in these so-called keel bones that hide taboo secrets. First of all, immortality is not very attractive to him. Secondly, this method of hand-to-hand meeting is not true immortality, but it is just a special way to delay the arrival of death. If Michael only wants to do this level, he can do it by relying on magic, and there is no need for such things at all.

In addition, to dig out these keels, you must first pass through a special door that can only be opened by an immortal iron fist. Then, even if the door is opened, it will cause the foundation to destroy New York and sink. If you find another way, it will be hard to find another way. Michael unfortunately already has an army's alien technology and has no time to tinker with fossil bones. In addition, this thing is actually unnecessary to him...
Chapter completed!