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

The reason why he only used one pistol in the duel just now was to concentrate. Two pistols would likely distract his attention. In a fight between such top gunmen, distraction is no different from seeking death.

He first shot the spider silk directly in half.

Lester had just tried to pull this tough spider silk apart, but he couldn't break it at all, and the clothes were torn before he was ready, so he could only break the spider silk with one shot.

Then he stopped the vulture that was about to fly away.

Instead, he held both guns and started shooting wildly at Spider-Man on the ground.

Spider-Man does have danger sense.

However, Lester's two pistols were pointed in different directions, seemingly without any pattern, but every two shots, one bullet would shoot towards Peter Parker's head.

This made the young Peter Parker below feel very troubled.

Peter Parker had relied on his spider-sense to dodge bullets more than once before, and he could sense and evade before the gun was pointed at him. This made him think that no bullet in the world could hit him again, but at this moment, Lester forced him into a desperate situation with only two pistols.

He could only flee in panic.

Lester was secretly astonished. His random shooting seemed to be completely random, but in fact, he had relied on this shooting method to kill many strong opponents, and those opponents also had the same ability to sense danger.

However, faced with two gun muzzles and bullets flying in all directions, their ability to perceive danger would be 100% wrong, just as effective as a sonic device designed to interfere with radar.

But I didn't expect that this guy actually dodged my shooting today.

Peter Parker turned and ran, realizing that he was no match for Lester.

He ran to the edge of the building, then jumped down quickly in a diving posture and disappeared from Lester's sight.

Lester didn't want to chase him, but looked in the direction where he jumped from the building.

grinned.

He said disdainfully to the vulture above: "Let's go!"

The vulture immediately flapped its wings and disappeared into the sky with Lester.

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Russell was supposed to give a campaign speech for the Teamsters today.

The Teamsters Union is one of the largest unions in the United States and is also a voting base that every New York City mayor must conquer. If these truck drivers are unwilling to vote, it means that the position of New York City mayor has basically gone to someone else.

Russell has been preparing carefully and nervously.

However, there has been no news of Fisk's death so far.

However, his money had already been spent, and Fisk was already dead in his mind.

He had even begun to forget about it.

Looking at the speech in his hand, Russell suddenly felt the phone ringing not far away.

He walked over quickly and answered the phone without stopping.

From the other side came the voice of his wife Betty.

This made Russell feel a little relieved, "Honey, what's wrong?"

"I have to go back to Washington. My mother asked me to go back. She said if it's convenient for you, you can go with her."

Russell's mind immediately flashed with Mrs. Ross's beautiful face. He swallowed gently and refused, "Sorry, dear, I have several important campaign meetings here that I must attend!"

"I understand!" Betty hung up the phone before Russell could finish speaking, which made Russell very embarrassed, but then an angry expression flashed across his face.

He didn't utter a single syllable, but put the phone on the table, ready to continue memorizing the script.

But just as I put the phone on the table, it vibrated again.

Russell picked up the phone again. This time he took a closer look and saw that it was an unknown number. He made the call with some trepidation, thinking that he would hear the news that Fisk was dead.

But an old voice came from the other end, "Sorry sir, we can't complete your task. We will double your money and send it to your home within twelve hours.

Good luck sir.

After saying that, the other end hung up the phone! "

Russell's expression froze.

It's like a wax figure.

Just stood there.

He was a little bit incredulous, listening to the busy tone coming from the other end. He was silent for a long time before he silently took the phone off his ear. The makeup artist walked in from outside the room and said to him, "Mr. Mayor, can we start makeup now?"

Russell lowered his head and tried hard to adjust his emotions.

After three or four minutes, he raised his head again and said to the makeup artist with a smile: "Can you give me another five minutes?

I have another call to make."

"Of course, no problem." There was a flash of impatience in the makeup artist's eyes, but the smile on his face was still kind. He turned around and left the room, while Russell made another call. This time the phone rang for nearly a minute before the other end picked up the phone.

A drunken voice came from the other side, "Hey! Who's there?"

In addition to the drunken feeling, these two short words made Russell feel like he was facing a roaring lion.

A lion that is ready to eat people.

"I'm Russell."

"Oh, congratulations!

Mr. Mayor.

You finally got what you wanted. You were the only one who really did what you said when we were drinking." The voice on the other end was a little gentler, but still drunk, and there was a sound of swallowing liquid, as if he was still drinking.

"Frank...I found the criminal who killed your wife, and your daughter."

"What did you say?" The voice on the other end suddenly became excited, followed by the sound of a wine bottle falling to the ground and breaking, and a man's roar, "Who is he? Where is he? Tell me quickly."

“You come to New York, he’s in New York right now.

However, after killing him, you have to do me a favor, you owe me this..." Russell's eyes flashed dangerously.

“As long as you really hand over the murderer to me, I will definitely help you.

But if I find out that you are lying to me, I will make you regret coming into this world, even if you were my best friend. "The voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became much calmer.

"Don't worry, Frank Cassel. I have deceived many people in my life, but I have never thought of deceiving you. This time I really found the murderer, so come here quickly!

He may not be around much longer, and you can’t blame me if he runs away.”

Chapter 118 Mrs. Osborne, you came here on your own.

"Mr. Fisk!"

A voice came from behind.

"Huh?" Fisk turned around and saw a man in a suit.

He was not tall and looked a little thin. He wore a pair of glasses and dressed like an entrepreneur. He also sprayed cologne, the smell of which was a bit pungent.

"Hi, I'm Justin Hammer!"

"Justin Hammer?" Fisk raised his eyebrows, smiled and stretched out his hand, "Nice to see you here!" Fisk looked into the distance and saw a tall girl looking over here.

That's his daughter, Justine Hammer!

Unlike Gwen, who was wearing a standard school uniform.

Justine Hammer wore a white shirt with a simple waist and a Scottish-style plaid knee-length skirt, which was very different from Gwen's red and black checkered skirt. She used flannel and cotton fabric in spring and winter, flesh-colored over-the-knee socks, and white flat shoes. At first glance, there was nothing special about her.

However, Justine Hammer was very tall, and looked to be over 1.80 meters tall, two heads taller than Gwen. As a rich girl, her skin was well maintained, without those ugly freckles and acne. Her skin was as smooth as ice cream, and Fisk seemed to be able to smell the sweet fragrance of ice cream from a distance.

They are completely opposite to the cute and petite Gwen.

Looking at Fisk's eyes looking at her, Justine Hammer smiled gently and nodded, very gracefully.

Garden Middle School is indeed an aristocratic school. It even has a top industrial giant like Justin Hammer... No, at this time, Justin's Hammer Group is not yet an industrial giant. At most, it is a top industrial group in New York. It has no way to go head-to-head with a behemoth like Stark.

Only after the Hammer Group obtains the military's full cooperation project order will it become the top industrial group in the entire United States.

However, the Hammer Group is not yet considered to be the top industrial group, so it is very normal to meet Justin Hammer here.

Justin Hammer looked at the man in front of him with a complicated expression.

This man is Mr. Fisk, who has been very popular in New York City recently.

The capital is so abundant that it can compete with the capitalists on Wall Street.

Even bought the entire Hell's Kitchen.

There have long been rumors in the rich circle that this Mr. Fisk has a close relationship with Miami, which was burned down not long ago. And according to Justin Hammer's gossip, this Mr. Fisk has a good relationship with the new American military upstart, Mr. Ross, the new Army Chief of Staff, and the two even met in a pizza shop in New York.

Just like the Osborne Group.

Justin Hammer's Hammer Group has also reached a point of life and death.

Of course, unlike the Osborne Group, the Hammer Group did not appear to be facing any crisis.

Hammer Industries was founded on war.

They made a fortune during the war and earned a lot of money from the war.

It has transformed from a small military OEM factory into the current Hammer Group.

However, the current international situation is increasingly moving towards peace.

The Hammer Group has not had time to grow into a war enterprise as large as the Stark Group, nor has it developed as diversified as Stark Industries.

You know, in addition to arms, Stark Industries is involved in a variety of projects including automobiles, construction, firefighting, and entertainment.

More importantly, Stark Industries has also begun to get involved in energy.

I heard that Stark Industries has developed a new energy source that is cleaner than nuclear energy and cheaper, and can replace oil in the future.

If the Hammer Group does not take the opportunity to make changes or win a longer-term contract with the Ministry of Defense, bankruptcy will happen in an instant. This is not alarmist talk, but something that will really happen.

Like the Osborne Group, the Hammer Group has a large amount of goods accumulated in its warehouses, and in order to maintain profitability and attract stock prices, a large amount of goods must always be accumulated in the warehouses.

This is also the disadvantage of going public.

Hammer Group does not have as much financial resources as Stark Industries.

Once there are no orders, the large amount of goods stockpiled in these warehouses will become the last straw that breaks the dying camel's back for the Hammer Group.