Mei Man Zhi Ya Mo Zhuo armor

Chapter 223 Failure
Fisk Tower, Friday night.

The colorful lights adorn the open room dazzlingly, and hydrogen balloons of various colors floated up to the ceiling with long ribbons, making the atmosphere in the room even warmer.The high-class guests in suits and leather shoes surrounded the central stage, surrounded by the only protagonist tonight.

Wilson Fisk was tightly wrapped in a white suit, and his bald head was smooth and shiny under the brilliant lights.Of course, the suit was custom-made by him. There are hardly any stores in the world that can buy clothes with his exaggerated figure, and even if it is a private order, the round belly still looks a little prominent.

But of course, no one has the guts to complain about this. If your status is prominent enough, then any flaws can be covered up by the dazzling halo.

"Everyone, please pay attention for the next minute." A man in a black dress walked to the middle of the stage with a glass of wine, and his loud voice overwhelmed the crowd, "If we don't take this opportunity to express tonight Thanks to our hosts, that would be our faux pas. Mr. Fisk, as we all know, had to watch his own son be sentenced to prison just this week, but he didn't cancel the fundraiser anyway, And insist on being there in person. Suffice it to say, you don’t find out who the city’s most reliable friend really is until you need it most. And now, we know, Wilson Fisk is New York’s true friend!”

There was a wave of applause, mixed with the sound of camera shutters.Surrounded by the crowd with a composed smile, Wilson Fisk raised his wine glass as a gesture, as if he was a public star.

And just outside the window on this floor, Spider-Man is hanging upside down by a spider's thread to peek inside.

Forgive me, don't these people know what this fat parasite is doing in this city?Drug dealing, theft, murder, most of the illegal activities in the city had something to do with him.In addition, there are always people around this guy who disappear inexplicably, but no one is going to find out the truth.The almighty Jin doesn't just need a pen, a check, or a series of "bang bang bang bang" gunshots, and he can continue to maintain his good guy image the next day.

That's the status quo—the newspapers are extolling the goodness of Wilson Fisk every day, while at the same time belittling Spider-Man like a vicious vermin.Thinking of this made him very angry.

Peter has done enough homework for tonight's little adventure, and he has read every piece of news about Fisk in the Daily Bugle.Fisker's palatial office is on the 34th floor of the building, and because it's also a long-time smoker, that means the windows can generally be opened.

So far so good.Everyone gathered in the banquet below, the office is now empty, and he has successfully sneaked in.But the next question is
He was stunned for ten seconds in front of Jin Bing's desk.

It wasn't until now that he realized that he really didn't seem to want to understand what he was doing here.

Find some evidence of a crime that could send him to jail?But. come on, if any idiot puts evidence on his desk, how did he become a crime boss?
Peter suddenly realized that this behavior might be stupid, and maybe he shouldn't be here, at least not without a definite plan.Now he looks like a child full of anger and nowhere to vent.

But when he had such an idea, it was already too late.A sharp tingling came from the back of his neck, which was the spider's sense, reminding him that the danger was close at hand, maybe he was in the same room with him.

"Can I help you?"

The deep voice came from behind him, making people tremble uncontrollably.Spider-Man turned around quickly and threw a punch.

It was Jin Bin, who had appeared behind without anyone noticing.Spiderman punched him hard in the chest, but it didn't seem to have any effect. The powerful punch was completely digested by the big fat man, but the other party took advantage of the situation and squeezed his wrist.

"Ah!" Spider-Man cried out in pain, the fat man's grip was so strong that one wondered if he was human.

"Who sent you here?" Jin Bin asked viciously.

"Uh, how do you say that?" Spider-Man procrastinated casually while trying to break free.But the opponent's grip was surprisingly strong, and Peter could feel that the spider web launcher on his wrist had been crushed.

"I'll ask again," Jin added more forcefully, "who——sent you here!?"

"Uh Carson Daly," Peter babbled.

"I don't know this guy at all."

"Want to know why you don't know this guy? Because he didn't invent cupcakes." Spider-Man finally managed to break free, kicking Jin Bing hard on the jaw and kicking him back while using his strength Somersault opened the distance, "If he invented that thing, you would know it-you fat fat man."

At this moment, the door of the office was pushed open, and three men in suits appeared at the door.

"Need help? Boss?" a man in the middle asked.

"It's just in time, Marco." Jin Bin clapped his hands, "Come and take care of this guy, I have other guests waiting, so I can't delay too long."

"Yes, boss."

The man walked forward slowly, gearing up for Spider-Man, and twisted his head.

"I've heard of you, wall crawler, you seem to be called Spider-Man outside."

"Looks like? Are you new here?" Spider-Man rubbed his fists and rushed forward, "Isn't it popular for new gangsters to read newspapers now?"

The incomparable speed absolutely overwhelmed the reflexes of any ordinary person. Spider-Man punched like the wind and slammed head-on, hitting the man's lower abdomen.

Unexpectedly, the man was not sent flying, but was completely penetrated by his fist.That's right, it was piercing. Spiderman punched directly through the man's abdomen, and a large amount of sand and gravel sprayed out like blood, and fell on the floor tiles of the office.

"What?" Spiderman stared at the man in astonishment, "You are"

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself." The man sneered and raised his fist, as if the fist made of sand suddenly doubled in size.

".I also have a code name called 'Sandman'."

"Oh!"

With a punch right in the door, Spider-Man shattered the window glass with a clang and fell from the 34-story building.

(End of this chapter)