Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

"You're the boss! Whatever you say goes!"

The little leader who had leaked the news had been beaten by the society and was bleeding all over. He just wanted to get rid of You Lan as soon as possible and let him go back to being a policeman.

The little leader with swollen lips held his head high and chest out.

Aren't they here to investigate the Handicap case? Aren't they here to investigate the Handicap's criminal evidence? Aren't they here to arrest Madam Gao?

I really told you!

I! I know nothing...

He is just a small boss who cannot be any smaller. Not to mention creating separatism, he cannot even participate in selling separatism. His main job is to send his subordinates to jail for money to take the blame after something happens.

For the Hand, he doesn't need to take the blame for minor crimes, but he can't take the blame for major crimes. He is dispensable and can never enter the core of the Hand's power.

Because of his pride, he offended the big daddy You Lan.

Now he regretted it so much. Why did he brag so much? Walls have ears. He must have been targeted by the evil star You Lan.

"Brother, if you say go east, I will never go west. If you say touch the dog, I will never steal the chicken...

Isn't it the Hand? Isn't it Madam Gao?

I will just grab my weapon and fight them! But... you, can you please let us go..."

The Hand was leaderless, and over the past few months all the leaders had different ideas.

Among them are new super heroes called Ghost Spider, Money Girl and Daredevil who will join forces to pursue the victory, and the Punisher even tries to kill them all.

The most important thing is that Spider-Man has started to move around in New York again.

It is no exaggeration to say that the guy is the most terrifying thing in the whole of New York. Legend has it that he will cause indelible damage to the hearts of the criminals he catches.

The criminal industry is becoming increasingly bleak nowadays. Without one or two superpowers, one can only be defeated by superheroes as experience packs for upgrading.

Even if they have super powers, a criminal who was so powerful yesterday might disappear without a trace the next day.

Glancing at You Lan, the little leader cursed in his heart:

Damn! I might as well find a class.

The car started, and the little boss called all his brothers to go to him...

Cheer!

Everyone got on the road in high spirits and the car drove forward.

After turning the intersection, the co-pilot You Lan's eyes suddenly focused as he looked at a figure passing by on the side of the road.

The person's figure and posture looked so familiar, as if... as if it was myself many years ago, which made people feel nostalgic.

With a faint smile on his face, You Lan looked at himself in the mirror above his head.

It has been more than ten years since he was rescued by George. Even if he experienced such unscrupulous days again, he still felt disgusted. He couldn't wait to return to the police station and continue to be a policeman.

What he wants most is to be loved, cared for, and to be with friends and lovers, living a happy and ordinary life.

The police car sped and bumped over the potholes on the road. Unbeknownst to George, Spider-Man, who was doing nothing, was dancing to the rhythmic tune of Subject Three above his head.

Twisting the waist, swaying the hips, using hands and feet, every movement exudes a strong sense of eroticism.

His ankles turned inwards deftly, his waist twisted gracefully, his hands swayed gracefully.

The fact that she was not discovered by George or thrown out of the police car has already demonstrated Charlotte's strong self-control and expressiveness. I believe that this dance will soon be imitated by internet celebrities standing on their cars.

The two of them were the most beautiful scenery on the streets of New York, especially since this had been featured in the New York Morning Post without George's knowledge.

In the perfect photo, although George was anxious, he still showed his friendly style. He waved his hand friendly while waiting for the red light, and greeted... New Yorkers who looked at the roof of his car.

The Spider-Man in the photo is shaking his hips and waving his hands seductively on the roof of his car.

"Oh my God!" Gwen slammed the phone on the table and covered her forehead helplessly.

The scene was so beautiful that she didn't want to recognize either Charlotte or his father. They both looked like two stupid fools.

Gwen, unable to complain, called Charlotte.

"Woof woof woof..." As soon as the call was connected, Gwen's dog barking was heard through the phone.

Then Charlotte hugged the lion dog and said with a smile:

"Hey~ Gwen, aren't you in the lab with Mobius's experimental team, studying his previous data? How come you have time to call me?"

"Charlotte..." She covered her forehead in distress. You are bringing up something irrelevant.

Mobius was imprisoned by Charlotte in Connors' underground laboratory.

Gwen followed Mobius' instructions and joined the experimental group left by Mobius very smoothly. Mobius cooperated very well and handed over all his experimental data to Gwen, as long as Spider-Man stayed away from him...

It's just... Gwen's research experiment didn't go smoothly. Although she had Mobius's endorsement, her ability was still questioned by the experimental team, which put a stumbling block for her.

She was already feeling depressed, and when she saw the photos of the two of them in the newspaper, she became even more depressed.

Without waiting for the irritated Gwen to speak, Charlotte immediately took credit and said:

"Gwen, your father wants to go into the drug cartel alone, and I, as Spider-Man, am protecting him all the way..."

"I...I thank you on behalf of my father..."

The previous words were stuck in Gwen's mouth. Gwen's thanks were a little gritted, but after all... after all, Charlotte also had good intentions.

Although the embarrassment of both men made her feel somewhat embarrassed and socially devastated, Spider-Man was masked...so Ghost Spider, who was also masked, also felt socially devastated, and she herself would never do such a thing!

After receiving the news about the Spider Guardian, Gwen gave up the idea of ​​telling George.

After all...Charlotte was trying to save him.

I believe that even at this moment, George, who was grinning all the way because of the welcome he received, would not blame Spider-Man after learning the truth of the matter, right?

I believe that even if one day George finds out that Charlotte is Spider-Man, he will not want to strangle Charlotte to death, right?

At most, we will perish together...

……

With a tracker in the car, Brian followed the instructions on the phone and drove all the way to an abandoned factory.

He originally sent this batch of Hai Luoying that was robbed by the Shuhe Society for secondary processing at the Shuhe Society's drug manufacturing center.

Brian's heart sank slightly when he saw that there was nothing around the two black pickup trucks parked in front of him.

A ninja in red jumped out of the pickup truck and walked towards his jeep with another burly Indian translator.

Under the scrutinizing gaze of the red ninja, Brian jumped out of the car with a grim expression.

The red-clothed ninja asked in English with a strong Japanese accent: "Where's the goods? Did you bring them?"

"What? Huh?"

Brian looked confused, and he was not pretending. He was really confused and could not help but look at the Indian translator beside him.

"Sorry, I didn't quite hear..."

No, man? What is he talking about?

This English... is he serious?

Slapping the hood of the jeep, the Indian said angrily:

“You——!…Wait a minute.”

The Indian's tone dropped and he did not understand.

Putting his ear close to the red-clad ninja, the Indian and the Japanese began to communicate in English, occasionally interspersing Japanese.

How outrageous!

At first Brian didn't realize that they were speaking English.

Then the Indian slammed the hood of the jeep, pointed at Brian and asked in his Indian-accented English:

"Where's the goods?"

Brian's heart sank, and he glanced at the empty abandoned square around him, confirming that this was definitely not the Hand's separatist center.

Moreover, even escaping is very difficult, and he is likely to be in trouble today.

Although the Red Ninja's English is hard to describe, his ability is still very powerful. Brian's little movements and expressions were noticed by the Red Ninja, and he became alert.

"Of course I brought it. Just follow me..."

Gritting his teeth, Brian lightly swept his hand across the pistol at his waist. He made up his mind that while the two were distracted when the trunk was opened, he would kill the Indian first and then kidnap the red ninja and escape.

I didn't get the location of the separatist center, but this red ninja must know...

With cold sweat on his forehead, he took the two people to the trunk of the jeep.

Behind Brian, the red-clothed ninja sneered and had his hand quietly grasped the hilt of the samurai sword.

bang——

The trunk is open.

Brian's hand shook as he was about to attack, and he almost shot himself in the back, and failed to launch the next attack.

The red-clothed ninja also shuddered all over, and silently retracted his drawn samurai sword.

Red Ninja: ...? Are you trying to be clever with me?

In front of Brian, two blue boxes were neatly placed in his trunk, which made Brian's eyes widen.

Impossible! It was clearly gone the last time I checked?

Could it be...hiss——

After a brief recollection, Brian realized that he might have seen the wrong car.

It was so thrilling, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding.

Maybe I should inform George as soon as possible so that the plan can go ahead.

The Indian walked forward, opened the box, looked at the white powder inside, smiled nervously, took out a small straw, stuffed it into his nose, and gently puffed at the air.

"So so so so so so so so pretty..."

While twitching his neck, he gave a thumbs up to the red ninja and Brian.

Seeing that the Indian's expression was not right, Brian quickly closed the lid of the crate.

next second.

"Aqiu——" a loud sneeze came out.

When he looked up again, the Indian met the murderous gaze of the red ninja.

"Well done!" The red-clothed ninja didn't bother to pay attention to the Indian. He waved to Brian and said:

"Come with me in a moment, you need to bring more goods back~"

Brian relaxed and nodded to the red ninja.

"Brother, I still don't quite understand what you said..."

To be on the safe side, Brian secretly removed the tracker from the car before driving.

Because the Hand would definitely inspect his jeep carefully. Before, he was fighting for his last chance, but now, there was no need for that.

On the road again, the Red Ninja began to take Brian all the way to the Hand's underground separatist center.

Brian couldn't help but curl up the corners of his mouth, secretly opened his phone and sent a new message to George.

Brian had long envied Carter's rapid rise.

But I, Brian, will definitely take all the credit for this game!!