American comics: Starting from a copycat arms dealer.

Chapter 82 Moral Kidnapping
Norman Osborn's anxious mood was reflected on his face, and he could no longer sit still.

That's a nuclear weapon that can destroy an entire city. It would be fine if you didn't know about it.

But knowing clearly that it won't be long before a high-yield hydrogen bomb will explode and a flower of hell will bloom over his head, how can old Norman remain calm?
"Mr. Carl, I think it's time to evacuate. After all, the impact range of nuclear weapons is not small. If we fail to evacuate New York in time, I'm afraid..."

Karl waved his hand to stop him from talking, and said calmly: "Don't worry, they just made the decision. Even if it's a nuclear missile, it will take a while to fly."

You know I'm in a hurry but let me take it easy?
Norman Osborn feels as miserable as if he had eaten shit!
If the bodyguards behind him were not unable to beat the bastard in front of him who deserved to go to hell, he would have ordered to shoot the other person long ago.

At this moment, a CH-47 transport helicopter with an umbrella arrived and slowly landed on the roof of the teaching building.

Norman Osborn could no longer sit still. He walked towards the helicopter without hesitation and said vigilantly: "Don't stop me if you don't want to leave. I won't stay here with you and wait to die!"

Seeing his nervous expression, Carl mocked him, "You only have a few years left to live and you're still so afraid of death. You're such a coward."

After saying that, he didn't stop him. Old Norman was just a person who wanted to kill time, so he just left.

When the CH-47 helicopter took off again with the surviving students, Carl learned from Red Queen that Wanda had already evacuated New York in disappointment.

Although we don’t know what she went through, it was nothing more than the distortion of human nature in the doomsday period.

Carl didn't want to hear those bad things either. It was enough for him to know that Wanda had returned to Base No. 1.

When Gwen once again tied the two students with spider silk and hung them on the rooftop, Carl stepped forward and called her.

"Hey, I have a question I've been wanting to ask you."

Gwen, who was wearing a black and white spider suit, said impatiently: "If you have any questions, ask them later. Now it is important to save people!"

At this time, Quicksilver turned into a silver shadow and appeared on the rooftop.

Pietro just happened to rescue two beautiful girls wearing black silk short skirts.

They were wearing short skirts in such a cold day, but it was precisely because they were pretty that they were rescued first.

Carl called Pietro again and told the two "saviors" a shocking news.

"You two can take a break now. The military is planning to drop a high-yield nuclear weapon over New York and detonate it soon. If you don't want to die, you must evacuate in advance."

Hearing this news, Pietro, who had been obsessed with receiving praise from the goddess, suddenly woke up.

He is still very realistic. He is fine with picking up girls, but he won't risk his life for them.

Gwen was also dumbfounded and said in disbelief: "Impossible! There are so many students in the school waiting for rescue, don't they care?"

Looking at this naive girl, Karl also deliberately kindly reminded her:

"This is an order from the president you elected through 'democracy'. Why don't you go ask the president in the White House why he didn't save people first?"

Gwen felt complicated for a moment. She couldn't understand that reality was often more magical than imagination!
"But there are still so many surviving civilians in New York. Don't they even have the freedom to decide their own fate?"

"Freedom?" The American people really like to use this term. They've already dropped nuclear bombs and you're talking to me about freedom?
Carl felt that Gwen was no longer naive, but the water in her brain was boiling.

He said with a hint of sarcasm: "Yes, the president has deprived you of your freedom to use nuclear bombs!
He should first initiate a hearing on nuclear weapons release, allowing every New York citizen to "freely" choose their own fate. Otherwise, why don't you sue him for not following the correct process?

I can provide you with legal assistance. It would be interesting to sue the president!"

Gwen: “.” Then, Carl asked another heart-wrenching question.

"By the way, Gwen, don't you have any family? You don't seem to be worried about their safety at all?

You know, the New York Police Department fell three hours ago, and your father seems to be the police chief?"

Gwen felt her heart shrink suddenly. She was so focused on saving people that she didn't think that this crisis might affect the entire New York.

She asked anxiously: “Excuse me, Mr. Karl, you are so powerful, do you know the safety of my parents?”

Carl said with a straight face: "I don't have time to pay attention to a small New York police chief. Maybe you should ask God about this question?"

Hearing Carl's deliberate teasing, Gwen didn't have time to curse. She snorted angrily and turned away.

I watched as the other party used spider silk to flexibly leap between the teaching buildings and disappeared from my sight in less than a few seconds.

After teasing this innocent girl, Carl did not care much, but sighed: "It is better to save strangers than to save your own parents. Saints are really not worth it!"

Pietro watched the whole thing and felt ashamed of Carl's emotional speech. He requested:

"Gwen was just too busy to remember. Couldn't you help her out for once? Like send the Umbrella Guards to rescue her family."

Carl turned his head, stared at Pietro with a serious face, and asked:

"Are you blackmailing me morally?

I don't need to lick her, why should I rush to save her? Aren't you a slut?"

Only someone like Wanda, with huge potential and strong ability, can gain Carl's respect and patience.

Gwen is just a Spider-Woman. Apart from being pretty and in line with the aesthetic standards of Oriental people, her strength is not up to par at all.

Carl has a diverse personality. He is cold and ruthless, has a strong desire for control, is fickle and greedy without any bottom line, and is a little bit lustful.

But he will not have mercy on anyone. Even if all human beings including Wanda died, he would only say what a pity.

The Marvel world is like a large virtual reality game to him. Is it possible that anyone can develop feelings for NPCs?
Maybe, but Carl is not that kind of person.

Seeing Carl starting to be unreasonable, Pietro was speechless and could only stammer: "It's easy for you to save a few people, don't you even..."

Karl stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking, his eyes full of indifference, “Yes, it’s easy to save people. After all, you can save people just by opening your mouth, and it sounds even easier.

But if you had used your speed to save Gwen's family instead of arguing with me, you might have saved her family long ago!"

Pietro couldn't catch his breath and was stunned by the question.

"You are sophistry, I"

Carl put on a look of seeing through people's hearts and said, "Admit it, Pietro, you subconsciously never thought of taking the risk to save Gwen's family, right?"

Pietro suddenly got anxious and retorted: "No, it's not like that, I just didn't expect it."

Karl showed sarcasm on his face and asked continuously: “You don’t even dare to take this risk, and you still dare to say that you like her?
Wake up, you only like pretty girls, why don't you like Natalie anymore?"

(End of this chapter)