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

As his muscles moved, the muscles on his arms bulged slightly, like hard stones, and the veins on them were like winding rivers, highlighting the powerful explosive power contained in them. Then, his chest began to rise and fall, and the chest muscles as solid as a barrier kept contracting and relaxing, as if preparing for the power that was about to burst out.

His abdominal muscles were like tightly packed steel plates, tightening and relaxing rhythmically with his breathing.

Each movement exuded a shocking sense of power, as if it could easily withstand any attack. His leg muscles were also moving vigorously, and his thick thighs were like giant pillars, firmly rooted in the ground, providing him with solid support.

There was endless power in the wriggling of these muscles. It was a power that could destroy everything, as if Fisk could use this power to break free from any restraints if he wanted to.

He grasped the thick iron chain with his hands, and the veins on his arms bulged like a dragon. He pushed the ground with his feet, as if he wanted to stamp two deep pits in the ground. The iron chain groaned in pain under his pulling, and the huge forces counteracted each other, making the air seem heavy.

Fisk's face turned red due to the exertion. He felt that his strength was stimulated to the extreme at this moment. Every muscle was burning and every nerve was tense.

The two heavy trucks continued to roar and rush forward.

But there was still no way to move forward even half a step.

Sweat slid down Fisk's body like rain and dripped onto the ground. He clenched his teeth and let out a low roar, like a lion fighting a powerful enemy.

The iron chain began to fail. The originally thick and strong chain began to crack under such a huge force.

On the thick iron chain, tiny cracks slowly spread out like a spider web. The chain that once shone with a cold metallic light now seemed like an old man who could not bear the weight and groaned in pain.

The metal edges at the cracks were jagged, as if they had been forcibly broken apart by a giant's hand. As Fisk's power continued to explode, the cracks became more and more numerous and deeper, and in some places even small pieces of metal began to peel off.

The sun gradually set, and under the light, the cracks looked particularly glaring.

The chain trembled slightly, and every tremor was accompanied by a sharp and piercing sound of metal friction. This was its last struggle.

However, no matter how it resisted, it could not stop Fisk's beast-like power.

"Snapped!"

The chain broke.

At that moment, the air seemed to freeze.

The broken chains were dancing wildly in the air like a giant python that had lost its restraints, making sharp whistling sounds.

The broken edge of the metal was jagged and flashing with cold light, as if witnessing the thrilling power showdown that had just taken place.

Fisk stood there, emitting a powerful aura. He was breathing heavily, and his body was soaked with sweat.

The two heavy trucks suddenly lost their pulling force and rushed forward for a distance before stopping with a harsh brake sound.

On the ground, broken chains were scattered around like defeated warriors.

Fisk's muscles began to move again.

The muscles on his arms were like undulating mountains, and the ridged lines were full of strength and beauty.

His biceps twitched slightly, as if telling of the residual power of the fierce battle just now. His chest rose and fell with his breathing, and his solid chest muscles were like two huge shields, giving people a strong sense of security.

The muscles in his abdomen were like rows of closely packed stone slabs, showing amazing toughness and strength as they moved. His leg muscles were also contracting and relaxing vigorously, and his thick thighs were like giant pillars, firmly supporting his body.

Fisk closed his eyes slightly, feeling the powerful force in his body. As his muscles moved, his body began to shrink slowly.

He tried to take a step forward. The ground rumbled.

Huge footprints appeared on the ground.

This was because his muscles were somewhat numb, so he had no way to control the strength of his body.

The powerful force rushed through his body, making it seem as if his body was out of his control. He frowned slightly and tried to adjust his state. Sweat continued to drip from his forehead and into the huge footprint.

However, when he took the second step, everything was back to normal.

His body regained the familiar sense of control, and the strength of his muscles became more flexible. He stepped firmly on the ground without making any sound.

He waved to Angela in the distance. "Drive the car over here." Angela immediately turned the car around and drove to Fisk's side.

A faint smell of burning came from the wheels of the truck, which was caused by the high temperature when it rubbed against the ground. The smell of burning spread in the air, as if telling the story of the fierce competition just now.

Fisker looked at the truck and could feel the tremendous pressure the wheels were under from the friction at high speed.

The rubber on the edge of the wheel showed signs of melting slightly, leaving black marks on the ground that were particularly eye-catching.

Angela jumped out of the car. She looked at Fisk with amazement in her eyes and her lips pursed slightly.

Because Angela was closest to Fisk, in addition to seeing his rock-like muscles, she could also smell the hormone-rich scent on his body.

That breath was like an invisible flame, instantly igniting a certain desire deep in her heart.

Her body involuntarily became hot and her cheeks flushed slightly.

Her heartbeat began to speed up, as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

She tried hard to control her emotions, but the strong attraction made it difficult for her to extricate herself.

She wanted to look away, but she couldn't.

Fisk felt Angela's gaze and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He bent down, reached out and grasped the edge of the truck. The muscles on his arms bulged instantly. With a low roar, he lifted the entire heavy truck from the ground.

The huge truck seemed like a toy in his hands and was lifted high with ease.

The lights shone on the metal shell of the truck, reflecting a dazzling light, and Fisker was like an invincible giant, showing off his enormous power unscrupulously.

He reached out and threw the truck to the ground.

Fisk dusted off his hands.

He waved to Angela who was staring at him in amazement, "Let's go!"

Back upstairs.

The crowd immediately burst into applause.

Applause broke out immediately, and Fisk also humorously showed off his muscles, with his strong arms raised high, his muscles bulging like hills, full of power.

Then, Fisk reached out and took the bottle of ice-cold beer from Mai Shiranui's chest.

As the beer was drawn out, Mai Shiranui trembled slightly, and her slender legs wrapped in black stockings seemed to move slightly.

Her originally lifeless eyes flashed with a barely perceptible shyness, and her cheeks flushed.

The towering figures under the bunny maid outfit changed shape for a moment because of the beer, like two gently disturbed mountains.

Fisk could feel that the beer bottle still carried the residual warmth of Mai Shiranui's body and a faint aroma.

Holding the beer, a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, as if declaring his victory.

Mai Shiranui lowered her head silently, with her hands placed awkwardly on both sides of her body. Her look was both pitiful and full of unique charm.

He looked around and sat down on the sofa.

Mina considerately took the towel and helped him wipe the sweat off his body.

"Sister Maria, why didn't you come?"

"She's not in New York. She's in Washington for a meeting." Mina said softly, her hands moving very lightly.

"Oh!" Fisk nodded.

Except for Sister Maria and Melanie who has already set off for Japan.

Everyone else has arrived.

Even Zhao Hailun was brought back from another world.

She was still very reluctant.

However, Fisk just glared at her.

She came back obediently.

"I called you back today because I have something to tell you." Fisk patted Mina's butt gently, signaling her to stop for a moment.

Then, he patted the sofa next to him towards Mrs. Stacy.

The latter rolled his eyes and twisted his body to walk over.

She slowly sat in Fisk's arms, the movement was gentle and charming. Her body was slightly tilted, gently leaning on Fisk's chest.

Mina's eyes showed envy.

"Tony Stark was attacked.

What do you all think? "

Fisk is going to tell everyone indirectly that with Tony Stark being attacked, the whole world may change in the future. He made this decision after careful consideration because he is also afraid of the butterfly effect that will make everything out of his control.

But then he figured it out.

As all kinds of existences are looking for spokespersons in this world, it has long been impossible for this world to continue to develop as before.

Therefore, it should not be harmful to reveal a little bit.

At least they should be mentally prepared.

This way, if they are unable to take charge of the overall situation in the future, they will not be completely thrown into disarray.

Chapter 180 An accident happened!

May Parker did not participate in this emergency meeting. She was sent home by Fisk in advance. In Fisk's view, although this Ms. May had slept with him, she was just a plaything now. Therefore, Fisk naturally could not tell her some information he knew in advance.

May Parker drove home alone.

Although she got off work early today, she did not go to the market to buy vegetables and then go home to show off her cooking skills like she did in the past. Instead, she hastily packed a takeaway from the barbecue restaurant downstairs and went home.

When she returned home, Peter Parker had not come back yet and she was the only one at home.

Mei put the takeaway on the dining table and looked at the empty room, feeling a sense of inexplicable melancholy in her heart.

She slowly walked to the window, looked at the sky gradually darkening outside, and her thoughts drifted away.

She recalled her past with Fisk these days, and her heart was filled with complicated emotions. She knew that she was just a plaything in Fisk's eyes, but at that time she was unable to extricate herself and fell into that vortex.

Now, she feels extremely regretful and self-blame.

She turned back to the dining table and opened the takeaway package, but found that she had no appetite.

She sighed, leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes.

Just then there was a knock on the door.

"Is Parker back?"

May Parker took a deep breath, trying to sober herself up, then forced a smile on her face and went to open the door.