"How can I trust you?"
Flint swallowed hard, his throat dry.
He was ready to rob an armored truck.
But now someone was telling him they could solve all his current problems?
Facing Flint's skepticism, Luo Mang smiled slightly, but the smile froze in the next second.
The phone had been destroyed when he used his powers just now.
"Do you have a phone?"
"I just escaped from inside..."
Two powerful ability users, and at this moment, they were at a loss for words.
......
Hell's Kitchen.
Flint brought Luo Mang to his home.
"Is this your house?"
Following behind Flint, Luo Mang was speechless. Who climbs through a window to go home?
...Well, it seems a lot of heroes like to climb through windows to get home...
"Shh."
Flint put a finger to his lips.
Then he peeked inside the house like a guilty thief.
Seeing Sandman acting like a burglar, Luo Mang kicked him directly into the house.
"Oh! Ugh..."
A startled cry came from inside, quickly muffled by Flint.
Luo Mang followed Flint inside, walking in openly.
"Haven't you caused us enough trouble? Get out now! Or I'll call the police!"
Flint's wife, Jenny, showed no joy at seeing Flint.
Instead, she was filled with fear and anger.
As Luo Mang entered, Jenny was already clutching the phone, ready to make a call.
"Jenny, Jenny!
I've found a way to treat Penny!"
Flint looked at his wife, a flash of guilt in his eyes, quickly replaced by joy.
A way?!
Jenny was momentarily stunned, but then deep-seated disgust surfaced.
"You're going to do those things again?!"
Jenny shouted angrily, full of distrust for Flint.
She raised the phone receiver, intending to hit Flint with it.
But Jenny's vision blurred.
When she swung at Flint, only her fist remained.
When she turned back, she saw the receiver had fallen into the hands of a polite man.
"May I borrow the phone?"
The man's clothes were tattered, not matching his demeanor at all.
"He's here to help us."
Flint hurriedly explained from the beginning, but omitted their fight.
The busy tone on Luo Mang's call ended, and a female voice came through.
"Hello, Miss Pepper, long time no see.
I have something I hope you can help with.
Stark Industries' affiliated hospital? Of course, thank you for your help."
Hanging up, Luo Mang ignored Flint and Jenny's astonished looks and dialed another number.
"Hey, can you come to Hell's Kitchen now? Bring the card from my drawer."
After hanging up, Luo Mang said nothing.
He leaned by the window, as if waiting for someone.
In less than ten minutes.
A shadow flitted past the window.
The next moment, a head popped up, startling Jenny.
"Hey, Luo, I brought the stuff.
There's a lot of business in Hell's Kitchen, so I'll get back to it!"
Peter tossed in a small bag, greeted Luo Mang, and left immediately.
Though Peter was there for just a few seconds.
It was enough to scare Jenny and Flint.
The bloodthirsty Punisher Spider-Man, Stark Industries, the renowned Pepper!
Who exactly was this Luo...?
"Here."
Luo Mang turned to Flint, tossing the small bag into his arms.
Looking at the small bag in his arms, Flint swallowed instinctively, his mind racing with guesses about its contents.
Opening it, he found only three bank cards lying quietly inside.
"All expenses for Penny's treatment will be covered by Stark Industries.
These cards are my promise to you, each with a million dollars."
Luo Mang smiled at Flint, the cards were retrieved from Rackham.
As he spoke, a barely noticeable hint of killing intent flashed in Luo Mang's eyes.
Since he could take the money back from Rackham, he could certainly kill Sandman to retrieve it.
If Flint didn't cooperate, that could be arranged too.
Don't forget, Flint had a daughter.
Though it seemed despicable to say, Luo Mang would stop at nothing to survive!
The Marvel Universe was fraught with danger.
As ordinary people, they didn't even have the right to fight for their interests!
They could only silently wait for disaster to strike.
How tragic?
Flint and his wife Jenny exchanged a conflicted glance.
But the next second, a crisp voice rang out, making the hairs on their necks stand on end.
Penny, full of joy, got up and tugged at Flint's pant leg.
Looking at his daughter, then at Luo Mang's smiling face.
Flint took a deep breath, moved to Luo Mang's side, and lowered his head in submission.
"Uncle, who are you?"
"Sweetie, call me brother."
Luo Mang scooped Penny up, the action making Flint's eyelid twitch.
He had clearly seen the bloodthirsty Lizard form earlier.
And now this man could casually command Spider-Man...
Flint's eyes were full of worry as he looked at Penny.
Afraid those big claws would fall on the delicate Penny the next second.
But Flint's worries were completely unnecessary.
Luo Mang held Penny with utmost care.
As if he were just a brother taking care of his little sister.
"You said you used to work for Kingpin?"
Flint nodded, though he was just a street thug before.
But tracing it back, the big boss at the top was indeed Kingpin.
After all, in Hell's Kitchen, everything was dictated by Kingpin, the crime emperor.
"Then it seems we can pay him a visit."
Luo Mang gently stroked Penny's little head, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
......
11 PM.
This was often the liveliest time in Hell's Kitchen.
Evil breeds, chaos reigns!
It seemed in every alley of Hell's Kitchen, two or three unknown corpses could be found.
The gangs were divided, but only one man could make everyone tremble.
Kingpin.
Real name Wilson Grant Fisk.
An absolute supervillain.
Known for a certain level of cunning and over 98% muscle.
In a certain comic universe, Kingpin punched Peter to death, kicked Captain America.
Claimed to be the human limit, yet unbelievably powerful.
So Luo Mang made a small arrangement.
"Hey, Luo, I brought a friend!"
From the shadows on the rooftop, Peter crawled over slowly.
Causing Flint, standing behind Luo Mang, to be startled.
He hadn't noticed Peter's arrival at all.
And that wasn't all.