American comic killer daily peter

23

"Hahahaha, Peter seems to be having a very rough time lately!"

After getting out of the car, he left directly without saying anything about saving Daredevil. Fury simply asked him to rescue this man. Thinking about it, since Fury knew Daredevil, there was no reason not to investigate. No matter how well Daredevil hides the opponent's identity, it is still possible to find out some information due to SHIELD's elusiveness, especially the issue of Daredevil's blindness. In this three-acre area of ​​​​New York, it is really good. Investigate some.

It's just that Daredevil is only a blind man, and Daredevil's strength and other values ​​are not enough for Fury to like, so Daredevil is in a free-range state. This state may only be in trouble or when the earth is in trouble. It's when SHIELD really can't solve the problem that it will be roped in as a strong man.

Sitting opposite Jin Bin, Peter listened to the other party's ridicule without saying a word. The act of signing the document showed that Jin Bin had established his black career as a company. An emperor of the underworld obviously did not only rely on Fighting for territory to weigh status.

"Is that blind man still alive?"

The graceful beauty brought a cup of coffee. It was bitter but also very sweet. The aftertaste on the tongue was really interesting. Kingpin stood up and played with a golf club and replied to Peter.

"He ruined my plans several times, do you think I would kill him so easily!"

"Why do you villains always like to torture these so-called heroes, but you directly kill other ordinary people!?"

Sometimes Peter is really curious. Superheroes don’t kill people because they think they are good people and are regulated by the laws of the country. This is a kind of self-discipline, because if superheroes also put their superpowers above the law, then when When they go to judge the bad guys, who will supervise the superheroes when they judge the villains? Once the framework is broken, once the constraints no longer exist, what qualifications do superheroes have to be called heroes? The world will be more chaotic. of turmoil.

"Because they have the value of being tortured, Peter, would you torture ants? On the contrary, torturing elephants and tigers would be more successful, wouldn't it?"

Peter's question made Kingpin laugh very happily. It was a very simple explanation, and it also purely showed the thoughts of the bad guys. They just wanted revenge, showed off, and tortured superheroes. Death was not what they wanted to see. The picture is just like the superhero's non-killing, the bad guys also have their own fun to show. Revenge does not have to kill the target, but makes the target more painful through torture. Even if they lose in the future, let the good guys win again, they future and memories, the memory of yourself will never fade...

"Sooner or later, Kingpin, you will pay the price for these words."

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me why you came to me. I don't have the money to let you kill people!"

If you can't understand Kingpin's thoughts, you can't understand the thoughts of good people, you can't understand the thoughts of the United States as a whole, then it seems better not to understand it, and to just muddle along. I don't know now whether the so-called nano bomb is true or false, but I still treat it as such. It's better to really understand. He took a deep breath and sighed to express his purpose.

"I'm going to take the blind man away!"

The swinging club hit the ball crookedly and bounced off the glass. He turned around and asked with a joking look in his eyes.

"Huh! Peter, where do you think I am..."

"I helped you kill Billy Russo, and you got all his territory. Kingpin, I didn't ask for any benefits from you!"

Peter did not use the most idiotic method to pay the ransom, but knocked on the table and told what he had done before. Kingpin was still smiling sarcastically, walked in and stood in front of Peter and said

"Are you helping me? You obviously killed Billy Russo just for yourself. Don't pretend to be so noble, but...it's not impossible to get that blind man to help me deal with an opponent!"

"Kingpin, you have to think clearly. If you let me kill all your targets in New York, you think you have become the biggest target..."

"That's enough, Peter, you should become a politician. Take him away from the second basement floor."

Kingpin had always been aware of some of his words and deliberately indulged in them. The idea just now was just a whim. On second thought, he thought it was of little value. It is not an exaggeration to say that the killer in front of him is the best in the United States. Such a huge blade It seemed too cheap to kill a small gang leader. Kingpin suddenly had a better idea, which was to always hold this trump card in his hand, a trump card that no one thought of.

"Thanks."

"Peter, you must remember that you owe me a favor, a big, big favor!"

"Anytime, anywhere!"

He raised his middle finger to make a promise and stood at the door about to enter the elevator. Peter knew very well what he would pay, but this was his moral promise. He would never go back on his word. The soul that represented the world in the depths of his soul highlighted A trace of persistence is the other person's will affecting him, just like a second personality. He will not hinder any actions he makes, and will even teach him step by step how to kill, but he also has his own persistence and ideas.

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"Father, I'm very depressed right now."

The Covenant Church is located in an ordinary church not far from the Queens Orphanage. Three to five people come here every day to either pray or confess. In the confessional in the corner, Peter is sitting in it, leaning against a wooden board with eyes blank. Looking at the colorful skylight and the partition in front of him, Father Mulder didn't quite understand this child who suddenly appeared and gratefully repaid his life, because this child never told his troubles, his favorite thing Just sit here and say something that even I don't understand and have nothing to suggest. At first, I was able to persuade him, but later I didn't bother to say anything to him, because Peter kept talking. Then he would fall asleep in the confessional, which seems to be the only place where people can truly rest peacefully.

"Thank you, Father, for spending another half-day boringly with me."

Five or six hours had passed. I looked at my watch and it was almost noon. Last night I left Daredevil at the door of a hospital and left without even giving him any money. But he was probably not dead yet. It turned out that God You really won’t protect a hero because of whether he is the protagonist, but in the end, he was the one who saved Daredevil...

"It's okay. I just have time to read the Bible again."

Looking at the Bible in Father Mudd's hand, there are some yellowed book covers, which are obviously traces of reading for a long time. In fact, I am not very accustomed to these things about faith, and I am not very cold about the way of looking at things in material terms. Peter is a supporter of material power and bureaucracy both in the last world and in this world, but as an entertainment project to kill the mood and calm the mood, it doesn't seem to be a big deal to read it.

"Can you give me this book? I don't know why recently, but I suddenly want to read a book."

"Peter, don't put so much pressure on yourself. We are just ordinary people, enjoying life and enjoying it. God's attachment to us is to let us look at the world with kindness. Being too persistent will not lead to good opportunities, so you should too Take some rest.”

He patted Peter on the shoulder and handed the Bible in his hand to Peter. The priest was really worthy of respect, because he was really a very devout Christian, and he was also a being who actively encouraged people to do good, and protected the children. Those who are worthy of protection guide the direction of countless troubled people and listen to the troubles of all those who confide, never stopping and never getting tired.

"It's okay Father, I don't think I'm tired, and I don't think my persistence is the wrong choice."

"The priest has someone coming to adopt the child, saying he is the child's aunt and uncle. They have a certificate that you need to come and authenticate."

While the two were talking, a nun came over and handed a certification document to the priest. The priest looked at the contents of the document and looked up with a smile and said to Peter.

"Come and see with me, let you meet a child. Speaking of which, this child's name really suits you. His name is Peter Parker. He is only seven years old this year. His father and mother died in a plane crash. The victims were brought to us a week ago, enjoying the happiness you brought them."

"Is it also called Peter? Then I really want to meet him. But Father, you don't need to say every time that the orphanage is enjoying my help. I am just giving back the respect to this society...

He looked helplessly at the priest, who always liked to regard the wealthy life in the orphanage as his own help, but to be honest, the money was really shady, and at least it was of clean use when used on these children. In the end, it was impossible to tell the priest and the children the source of the money. Just when he was about to give an explanation, an idea flashed in his head, and a very familiar picture appeared in his mind. He looked at the priest and confirmed.

"Wait...what did you say his name was!?"

"Peter Parker, his full name seems to be Peter Benjamin Parker!"

Following the godfather in a daze, the two of them soon arrived at the orphanage. In the reception room of the hall, a man in his 30s looked kindly at the child who was sitting on the sofa and being held by his wife. , the child cried even harder, but hid it tightly in the woman's arms, holding the other person without letting go, as if he would lose the relative in front of him in the next second.

"Hello sir, are you Peter Parker's uncle?!"

"Hello Father, my name is Ben Parker. This is my wife May Parker. Mary Parker is my wife's sister. I have submitted the relevant certificates to your staff."

The man came over and shook hands with the priest and gave him a simple explanation. The priest nodded and looked at the way the child was holding May Parker, knowing that there was nothing wrong. The child should have memories of these two people. The rest is weekly observation to ensure that the children are not being abused or trafficked.

"It's really great. We have been looking for the child's relatives so that they can appear in front of the child again. You must know that this child is very introverted. Now it seems that he can finally grow up healthily."