Marvel's The Force Awakens

Oops, the situation is really bad now.

Although Wesley tried very hard to pretend to be calm, cold sweat broke out on his forehead from time to time.The man sitting next to him was Red Mask, one of Kingpin's greatest enemies in the city, and he clearly knew who he was.

Although the other party claims to be the messenger of justice, Wesley does not think that the other party has too many similarities with the heroes who exist in novels and comics.The number of people who have died in his hands has reached double digits, and torture is also one of the methods commonly used by the other party.

"It's a great honor to meet you face to face, but I'm curious about what you want from me." Wesley wiped the sweat from his forehead calmly, still appearing very polite in his words. "I'm just an ordinary financial expert. I seem to be different from the street criminals you usually deal with."

"Financial management..." A sneer came from under the red mask. "It seems that the properties you manage include these street criminals."

"Are you kidding me? I, the scum of mankind, have nothing to do with each other." Wesley immediately denied Peter's accusation, and his expression appropriately showed a hint of anger, as if the other party had insulted his character. "No matter where you heard the rumors, they are all baseless. I am just a very pure businessman."

"Yet you, a pure businessman, are reaching for the alarm on your waist." Peter shook his head. "Of course, if you expect it to be able to call for reinforcements, unfortunately, you will be disappointed. The moment I got on the car, it was already a piece of scrap metal."

Seeing that his plan was exposed, Wesley slowly removed his hands from his waist.

"I'm curious why you think this is a good idea. Aren't you afraid that when your reinforcements arrive, I'll kill you?" After Peter's question came out, before Wesley could answer, he seemed to be thinking Passed something.Peter shrugged, and his tone suddenly became relaxed again. "Well, whatever you do, it doesn't matter to me anyway. I have achieved half of my purpose here, and I need your cooperation for the other half."

"What do you want?"

"Information." Ignoring Wesley's expression that was close to gritted teeth, Peter's tone still seemed quite relaxed and matter-of-fact. "I need enough information and incriminating evidence to bring down Kingpin."

Wesley fell into silence, and Peter on the side did not make any more movements.He turned his head and looked out the car window, admiring the scenery outside.After a long while, Wesley took the initiative to speak.

"You are dreaming." His face was livid, and the pretense of a gentleman before had disappeared. "You win. If you want money, I can give you enough money to live comfortably for a lifetime. If you want a truce, I will try to get Lord Fisker to work out an agreement that both of you can accept. Terms. But there’s no way I’d betray him.”

"Oh, don't pretend to be innocent like before. I thought you wanted me to produce evidence or something."

"If you were a person who needed evidence before taking action, you wouldn't have caused so much trouble and been so nosy." Wesley said solemnly. "I know you're an idealist, but you have to compromise on this."

"I'm not prepared to compromise on this, and you don't look like a man who values ​​loyalty above your own life."

"You are right, and this is the reason why you will never get what you want from me." Wesley said in a deep voice, with a trace of disdain flashing in his eyes.The guy in front of him was more naive than he thought. "If I don't speak, the most you can do is kill me. Lord Fisk will take good care of my family and skin you to avenge me."

"And if I betrayed your lord, then death might be a better choice..." Wesley paused and did not continue.At this time, Peter laughed.

"You mean, compared to Kingpin, I am a little too kind. If this is your suggestion, I think I can grant your wish." Peter flicked his fingers on Wesley's shoulder.A burning sensation that he had never experienced before suddenly erupted from that area.

However, this man who looks quite weak is much tougher than those muscular men in this regard.He just grunted, not even a scream.Wesley sneered, and waited until the pain subsided before reluctantly speaking again: "If this is the limit of what you can do, then you just confirmed what I said before. The terror of Lord Fisk's anger is not for a little person like you. The means are comparable."

"However, this is just one of my many little tricks." Peter clapped his hands, and the car began to slow down.At this time, Wesley suddenly thought of something, and a wave of fear suddenly rose in his heart.

"you..."

"To be honest, I was not prepared to use torture to achieve my goals from the beginning. After all, I have a better way." Peter snapped his fingers and the car turned into a shopping mall parking lot.This location felt a bit familiar to Wesley. "Save your throat now, we have a lot to talk about later."

The black car stopped in the center of the extremely empty parking lot. At Peter's signal, Wesley stepped out of the car door.And when his eyes glanced at the wooden door that had been damaged and had never been repaired, he suddenly remembered where it was.

Runda Mall, where Red Mask and Kingpin had their first conversation.

"Okay, now it's time for you to tell me what you know."

"Okay, now it's time for you to complete the agreement and tell what you know."

At the same time, on the other side of the city, Erica said something very similar to Peter.The stick man standing opposite her sighed and moved his eyes unnaturally to the wall beside him, as if he did not dare to meet Erica's eyes.

"I am not sure as well..."

Before Gunsou finished speaking, a dart flew out of Erica's still mobile hand, grazing Gunsou's ears and cutting off a few of his already pale hair.

"Old man, you are playing with fire. If you hadn't used my parents' information as a bargaining chip, I wouldn't have taken action this time." There was a trace of murderous intent in Erica's eyes. "Do you think there is much left of the master-disciple relationship between us? You abandoned me. Do you still think that I will treat your words as an absolute decree like before?"