Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

Besides, I may not be able to catch her!

Besides, even if I caught her, I wouldn't do anything to her for your sake."

"Thank you, Fisk!"

"But!" Fisk suddenly changed the subject and said, "But, she used a saw to chop my back that night. If I wasn't strong, I'm afraid she would have succeeded." Fisk suddenly hugged Sister Maria tightly, "Sister Maria, she used a saw to chop your little Fisk!

Don’t you have anything to say?”

Sister Maria's face turned red. She glanced at the clock on the wall. Although she didn't say anything, her meaning was very clear. Fisk smoothed the slightly messy hair on Sister Maria's face without caring, "It's okay, it's still early!"

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It was almost ten past eight.

Fisk finally arrived at the gate of Garden Middle School.

"Boss, do you want me to follow you?"

"No, you stay. Just as I said, you have to catch the thief dirty! Take down the assassin organization for me, get the evidence, and then send it to where it belongs."

"understand!"

"Mr. Fisk!" Gwen stretched out her hand from the bus and greeted him. Fisk immediately smiled back and continued, "I may be in Washington for a while this time.

I hope that by the time I return from Washington, the acting mayor will have gone to where he is supposed to be."

"These are all on me, boss."

"Remember, don't forget to give him my regards."

"clear!"

Fisker stepped out of the SUV.

He was not wearing the carefully prepared black suit, but gray casual clothes. The straight casual sportswear looked very loose, completely covering his sturdy body which was not bloated.

However, as Fisk walked, his hideous muscles that looked like Huaguangyan would slowly reveal themselves as his arms swung.

The dean, who was standing under the car waiting for the students' parents, saw Fisk approaching and immediately swallowed nervously.

Although, we've met each other last time.

But when she saw Fisk's mountain-like body again, she couldn't help but feel shocked, but this time she would not embarrass herself.

Especially after realizing Fisk's powerful background.

She knew that this was someone that she and the school could not afford to offend.

She forced a smile on her face and handed Fisk a badge. "Welcome, Mr. Fisk! This is the badge of our study tour group. All members must wear it."

"Thank you!"

Fisko boarded the bus.

This is a luxury bus.

There were less than 20 seats on the bus, and the space in front and back was very large, enough for Fisk to stretch his legs. Gwen had already changed into her school uniform, and what caught Fisk's attention was her stockings that looked like white chocolate.

"Mr. Fisk, sit here!" Gwen patted the seat next to her, which was close to the aisle. Fisk sat down without hesitation and began to look at the others.

This bus is designed very carefully.

The seats are not designed in parallel, but staggered.

This ensures that people in the rear don't see anything.

The privacy of people sitting in the seats is fully protected.

However, if Fisk tilted his head to look, he could still see the people in other seats.

Sitting diagonally opposite them were none other than Harry Osborn and his very young-looking mother. But it was worth noting that this Mrs. Osborn was not his stepmother, but his biological mother.

Chief Executive Officer of the Osborne Group.

However, she seems to pay great attention to her son's education.

This time, I actually joined the study tour group.

Although, for some reason, Mrs. Osborne did not die as young as she remembered.

She died early after giving birth to Harry Osborn.

But Fisk naturally didn't bother to take care of such trivial matters.

Besides, Mrs. Osborne was very pleasing to the eye.

It looks like this trip will be a very enjoyable one.

Mrs. Osborne was wearing a black Xiuxian suit and short skirt, which made her look dignified and majestic. Her height of nearly 1.7 meters did not seem short at all.

With her voluptuous figure, her delicate body was full of charm. Combined with the dignity of her high position and her cold and noble appearance, ordinary people could not help but feel fear in their hearts.

However, it was full of challenges for Fisker.

Long legs, straight waist, flesh-colored stockings... Fisk didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that her every move had the demeanor of a soldier.

Especially when she crossed her legs, her thighs were tense, and her round buttocks looked full and elastic, which made Fisk's heart burn with excitement, especially when he saw the pair of plump peaks on Mrs. Osborne's chest as the car started slowly.

Although you can't see the spring scenery inside, you can clearly see the frequency and arc of the mountain shaking.

As if he felt Fisk's gaze.

Mrs. Osborne, who had been working on the documents in her hands with her head down, suddenly raised her head. A faint glow rippled on her cheeks, and she glanced around with some confusion.

Just now, Mrs. Osborne's attention was all on the documents in her hand, so she didn't notice Fisk getting in the car. She was holding the financial report of the Osborne Group for this quarter. Although the Osborne Group is an old biological company, and it was listed very long ago.

It can even be traced back to World War II or even World War I.

But this cannot change the fact that the Osborne Group is about to come to an end.

With the emergence of various emerging groups.

The various drugs of the Osborne Group have gradually lost their market competitiveness due to insufficient funds for innovation. The fundamental reason why it is still able to survive is that the Osborne Group has a background in the US military and does business with the US Department of Defense.

Old Osborn took great pains to finally establish a cooperative relationship with the previous U.S. Army Chief of Staff, received a transfusion from the U.S. Department of Defense, and became one of the Army's designated stimulant providers.

However, after the death of that unfortunate Army Chief of Staff.

A lot of patterns have changed.

After taking office, the new Army Chief of Staff made it clear that he would no longer use any of the channels and connections of the previous Army Chief of Staff.

This put the Osborne Group, which had finally regained its footing, once again on the edge of a cliff.

However, there is also good news. With the stock price falling again, 100% of the shares of Osborne Group were completely taken back.

But this still cannot save the Osborne Group from impending bankruptcy.

Mrs. Osborne, as the CEO, has been so worried that she hasn't slept well for a long time. Old Osborne has locked himself in the laboratory, and no one knows what he is researching every day.

After a brief hesitation, Mrs. Osborne finally made her choice. She decided to get to know and contact the new Army Chief of Staff privately.

Because of the previous contract, the Osborne Group produced a large amount of stimulants in advance. The amount of this batch of combat stimulants was so large that no one could buy it except the US Army.

More importantly, this batch of combat stimulants are all specially configured and cannot be sold outside.

Stimulants like these have temperature and time requirements for storage.

Once it expires, it's over.

It's not just these stimulants that are doomed.

The Osborne Group is also finished.

And as long as he can convince the new Army Chief of Staff.

Then, the Osborne Group can still be saved!

"What are you looking at?"

Harry Osborn straightened his back and asked Fisk, "What are you looking at?"

The blond and blue-eyed Harry Osborn, like a bullfighter or a jumping frog showing off his style in front of a female, stared straight at Fisk, but his eyes kept sweeping over Gwen beside him.

Mrs. Osborne finally saw the source of the gaze.

After noticing that the gaze was coming from Fisk, especially feeling the fiery gaze, she actually blushed a little shyly.

However, as a workplace elite after all, he adjusted his expression in an instant.

Mrs. Osborne quickly adjusted her mood and nodded to Fisk, "Sorry, Mr. Fisk!".

Then pulled Harry Osborn back.

As someone who has experienced this, how could Mrs. Osborne not know that her son loved Gwen very much?

But how could Mrs. Osborne not see that Gwen did not like her son?

A forced melon will not be sweet.

She also advised Harry Osborn more than once.

However, Harry Osborn is just as stubborn as his father, Old Osborn, and he will not give up until he achieves his goal, so he wants to pursue Gwen.

Fisk looked away.

The bus started moving slowly.

The dean walked to the front of the bus and began to introduce the project they were about to attend in Washington.

Gwen and Fisk were fine at first.

But soon they all became a little drowsy.

In particular, the dean used a loudspeaker so that people sitting in the back of the bus could hear his speech clearly. When the voice came out, Fisk thought of his junior high school and immediately became even sleepier.

Gwen: This is because she didn't sleep at all last night.

Originally, her physical strength was enough to support her to go without sleep for a long time.

However, today Fisk was sitting next to her, which made Gwen feel extremely safe, so the fatigue that she had been suppressing slowly seeped out, and her eyes were blurred and stuck together.

However, just when the two of them were dozing off.

Suddenly there was a cry of surprise from inside the bus.

"Look, what is that?"