The God Killer in the American Comics World

“I-am-rich!”

Such a domineering sentence shocked everyone in the room.

In the eyes of old Thompson, a super rich second-generation with an overly pale face, who obviously doesn’t often exercise in the sun, is even more awesome than his son. The only explanation he can think of is [technology and hard work].

Either one of them, or both.

In this land, rich people are scary enough.

What’s scarier than rich people is that rich people are even more arrogant than ordinary people!

Not to mention, the other party is a rich man endorsed by the Stark Group.

Can anyone borrow the name of Stark?

Stark’s family is a military-industrial complex—the most unprovoked chaebol in the United States!

It’s no exaggeration to say that if the military-industrial complex sneezes, Congress will tremble three times.

Old Thompson’s back was soaked with cold sweat on the spot!

He couldn't help but feel lucky that Angle really didn't intend to deal with him, otherwise Eugene would die suddenly without knowing how he died.

Louis, who saw this scene nearby, also had some ideas: Recently, the security company asked him to submit a regular report on Angle. If he reported truthfully, Angle would definitely deal with him... What a joke! Where can you find such a rich and powerful boss who may even be a supernatural person? And he, a small bodyguard, can afford to offend him?

Louis secretly decided to find an opportunity to confront Angle

However, the development of the next thing seemed a little unexpected.

After being knocked down, 'Lightning' was not angry, but shouted in surprise: "Anger, it's amazing! How did you do it? Can you teach me!?"

He rolled over and held Angle's right hand with both hands, his eyes were full of enthusiasm and excitement, and every note in his voice revealed the taste of admiration.

"It's not difficult, first of all, 10 kilometers of long-distance running every day, 100 push-ups, 100..." Angle casually told him the One Punch Man training method.

"And more! And more!"

"Of course this is just the basics, and then you can strengthen it according to your training needs. I swing the sword a thousand times."

"Sword? Is it some kind of Eastern sword art?"

The atmosphere on the field suddenly changed. It looked like a handshake meeting between a big star and his fans.

Anger knew why Eugene became a little fan of Spider-Man in different parallel worlds. It turned out that this guy has the attribute of [star chaser]. As long as you convince him in some aspect, he will be devoted to you.

Eugene in N worlds is like this, and Eugene in this world is also like this.

Since Eugene has the talent to be [Venom Agent], then Angle doesn't mind taking him in as a younger brother. Anyway, he lacks a younger brother to watch the door, or to resist bullets in front of him when something happens!

Even if Eugene breaks his leg in the future, Angle can't repair his body, but he can still [Blood Flesh Weakness, Mechanical Ascension]!

One is willing to be a younger brother, and the other is willing to take a younger brother.

The atmosphere suddenly became better.

Although high school students must accept the prohibition of alcohol, Eugene, who was a little drunk even after drinking juice, was very happy to ask Ange for advice on cultivation. It took more than half an hour until Ange winked at Dana and said, "Boss, you have to go to Mr. Stark's party at 10 o'clock."

"Then I won't bother you, sir." Old Thompson stopped when he saw that things were going well.

So, both parties were inexplicably happy.

On the other hand, Peter was unexpectedly immersed in the memories of his parents. He went home and immediately searched through the boxes and cabinets to find his parents' belongings.

It was just at Stacy's house that there was such a conversation.

Just when George Stacy, the New York Police Commissioner, drove his daughter home, the old father couldn't help but say, "I heard that Ange came to see you today."

Gwen was inexplicably alert: "Dad, he came to see Parker, I just came by the way."

Gwen mentioned that Parker's parents were biologists.

George secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "So, he and you are a good match."

"Dad——" Gwen's long tail tone because of the complaint was somewhat coquettish.

Isn't it?

Gwen went to Oscorp for an internship, and she was on the path of biotechnology. Peter happened to be from the same family. George originally thought that Peter's family was not so well-off. Although the couple had been childhood sweethearts since they were young, he was still a little dissatisfied.

Now it's good, they are right.

George laughed and then put away his expression: "That Ange, try not to mess with him."

"What's wrong?"

"I received a letter from an old friend in Gotham City, and I got some inside information."

Dad was so serious that Gwen immediately pricked up her ears.

"Anger is a mysterious rich second generation in Gotham. No one knows where he came from, but he seems to have endless money. In all nightclubs, he is a well-deserved black gold VIP. Half a month ago, he fell in love with the pillar of the Black Mask Club, a female lead singer nicknamed [Black Canary]."

When the old man said this, Gwen immediately remembered that Anger's secretary was not only beautiful, but also had a very nice voice.

"Rumor has it that after Anger took away the Gotham gangster godfather [Black Mask] Roman * Sionis at all costs, the two sides broke out in a fierce conflict. Guess what the result was?"

"Anger and Black Canary appeared in front of me, which means [Black Mask] lost?" Gwen is always so interested in this kind of black rumors.

George said seriously: "Not only did he lose, his old nest Black Mask Club was blown into the sky, and he himself lost his life! Recently, the entire Gotham City DC area has been fighting every day and night, grabbing the territory that originally belonged to Black Mask. My old friends are busy like crazy."

Gwen quickly grasped the key point: "Is there any evidence that Angle did it?"

"Evidence? Of course not! Even if there is, such a rich man will have a lawyer with a reinforced battalion to help him get rid of the crime. In theory, Black Mask died at the hands of the Joker's helpers. But don't forget-Angle is the one who benefited the most. Now no gang in Gotham dares to trouble him."

Gwen secretly rolled her eyes: "Guilty presumption, right?"

Her father was choked: "In short, such a playboy only plays with women and then cruelly abandons them."

He was so engrossed in what he said that he forgot to drive when he saw the green light at the intersection. The car behind him honked wildly, and he had to start the car quickly.

A father-daughter conversation ended here.

In fact, the key point of this matter from beginning to end is that the old father is worried that his daughter will be taken away by a scumbag. Since she will be taken away anyway, why not give her to Peter Parker, a young man who knows her well? It is better than getting pregnant with a bastard of the rich second generation.

He is a very traditional and upright man, and he can't stand playboys like Ange.

He never expected that his daughter's heart has changed.

If Gwen is really an excellent student that can be seen everywhere in Ivy League schools, it may be a good choice to be with Peter Parker. Both of them are well-matched and childhood sweethearts.

Unfortunately, Gwen in this life is Spider-Woman!

It was late at night. After hearing her parents fall asleep, Gwen returned home and put on her black and white Spider-Woman costume again, using the slender spider silk that sprayed out to fly over the city that never sleeps, New York.

Gwen enjoyed the whistling wind in her ears and felt the great stimulation brought by the centrifugal force. She couldn't help but let out a wanton scream that she would never make during the day as a top student.

"Wow, oh, oh, oh--"

"It's so cool!"

"This is life!"

After being bitten by a mysterious spider, Gwen has the superpowers of Spider-Man. Not only has her agility been greatly improved, but her perception has also become extremely sharp.

Recalling the cowardly look when Peter was bullied by Lightning this morning... If it weren't for Ange's bodyguards showing up today, she would have planned to stand up and stop Lightning and protect Peter.

A man who is not as good at studying as her and can't even protect himself... Gwen is very upset when she thinks that her father wants Peter to marry her.

This is the psychological gap.

If it were in another world, Peter would be Spider-Man and Gwen would be just a mortal. Then, out of admiration for heroes, their relationship would be a natural thing.

This life is reversed, and Gwen has no feelings for Peter.

At this moment, Gwen suddenly saw a robbery.

She pulled the spider silk and rushed down.

With just one encounter, she shot the armed robber into the wall.

Don't get me wrong, she used a lot of spider silk to stick the poor guy to the wall in a big shape, twisting his body like a silkworm and wailing.

Gwen was very satisfied with this.

At this moment, Gwen suddenly heard a sharp shout from behind: "Don't move! Put your hands up!"

Gwen turned around and found that it was a patrolman who was pointing a gun at her.

Gwen shouted unhappily: "Hey! Don't you see that this guy is the robber?"

"I only saw you trying to hunt this man with an inhuman and terrible weapon. You... you are some kind of black widow devil." The police trembled with his hands and continued to shout: "Put your hands up! Otherwise I will shoot!"

"Tell you, I am Spider-Man!" Gwen emphasized while subconsciously taking a step forward. She didn't expect that the patrolman actually shot.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The Glock pistol emptied the 10 bullets in the magazine on the spot.

The patrolman's eyes blurred, but he found that he didn't hit a single shot. At the moment of the gunfire, the body of the weirdo in front of him, who was theoretically a woman, folded strangely.

Three hundred meters away, Black Canary put down the telescope: "Ange, did you see it?"

"I saw it." Ange smiled strangely.

He clearly saw that at the moment the patrolman fired, Gwen leaned back and let the bullet pass over her body that was bent into an Ω shape. To be precise, three bullets passed between two large jellies of considerable size.

For a moment, Ange thought it was just an illusion. Then he saw Gwen let the remaining bullets pass over her waist and hips, and he finally confirmed that Gwen did it on purpose.

She used her ridiculously high agility to seek excitement.

Alas!

This is like the female student committee member in the comics who wears thick black-framed glasses and pigtails. After a huge X-shaped wooden toy is found in the cellar of her house, everyone knows that she is playing big in secret.

Ahem!

Don't get me wrong, this means that she should worship X-man in secret. Those who think wrongly, go to face the wall.