I'm picking up boxes at Marvel Unlimited

Tiredness, sometimes after overexertion, as if the body has been hollowed out.

After a busy day, Wesley opened the door and put his coat on the sofa in the living room.

Walking through the empty living room, Wesley just wanted to drink a bottle of beer and clear his mind.

As Kingpin's most trusted friend and subordinate, Wesley was certainly not poor. On the contrary, he was rich by any calculation.

So, although Kingpin's career is in Hell's Kitchen, they don't live there.

Kingpin’s choice was the office.

A very large office. Connected to the bedroom and living room, it is equipped with various living facilities.

Wesley prefers a single-family apartment-style villa, which he believes can highlight his elite status and distinguish him from the muscle-headed gang members.

Open the refrigerator and, following memory and habit, reach straight for the beer.

Lost everything

"I remember... maybe I remembered it wrong."

I didn't care. This kind of thing is very common.

It's like a remote control, like glasses, like money in a bank card.

I clearly remember that it's there.

But it's not there. You remembered it wrong.（T^T)

The coffee is also good.

Too lazy to get those hand-grinded coffees and the like. Although he usually insists on doing this in front of others, he has been too busy and tired these days.

After making a bag of instant coffee bought from the store, Wesley held the coffee cup, looked for his favorite tunes next to the gramophone, and put the record on.

The crisp piano sounds and the unique sound quality of vinyl records are one of his favorite enjoyments.

In the gradually deepening voice, Wesley, who was slumped on the sofa with his eyes closed, seemed to hear a trace of discordant singing.

It seems like... Doraemon?

"One bag of rice can carry several floors~ One bag of rice can carry two floors~"

"A bag of rice can't get you Xili~"

"Wash a bag of rice and wash it with mobowokotewakadang~"

"A bag of rice~~Doraemon!"

The sound is getting closer and clearer...

It's not an illusion!

Wesley opened his eyes suddenly, and a person he had longed for appeared in front of him.

"Hello, Mr. Wesley."

That lunatic!"

"Mr. Wesley, I really... miss you so much!"

Leo leaned over and patted his face a few times.

"You are really hard to find!"

"Who are you……"

"Oh, isn't this a coincidence? I've consulted a lot of, um, employees of your company in the past few days. I called... No, I begged them for a long time before I found out about your home."

With his hands behind his back, Leo wandered around with great interest, observing this apartment-style villa with great interest.

"oh! correct!"

Leo suddenly turned around, startling Wesley who was reaching for the pistol under the sofa cushion. He quickly retracted his hand as if he had been bitten by a snake.

"Thanks for the beer!"

I walked back again, bang!

I also got a slap on the face over there.

"You don’t even have any food to go with the wine, how can you entertain guests like this! Are you looking down on me?"

Wesley was beaten so hard that his upper body tilted, and his glasses were almost knocked off.

But he didn't dare to hide, or even cry out in pain, because the madman in front of him had no idea what he would do. He held himself up. With a smile on his face, Wesley tried his best to pretend that nothing had happened, and said with a swollen face:"If I have this honor, I would be very happy to invite you to have dinner with me at the Phils Hotel."

"How happy are you?" ah?

"Let me ask you, how happy do you feel to be happy?"

"Hehehehe... don't mention how happy I am"

"Why not mention it?"

"……Ah, this, isn't this so happy!"

"You are happy too early!"

Snapped!

……

Wesley picked up his glasses and put them on, the resentment and anger in his eyes barely concealable, but he was always good at hiding himself.

Shinobu...

This room is full of weapons, as long as there is a chance...

An arm hooked his neck from behind, just like close childhood playmates often do, Leo put his arms around his back, pretending That non-existent friend

"Why don't you tell me that you have moved to a new house? Are you still afraid that I will drink your beer secretly? We are not that kind of people~"

"How about taking me acquainted with your home and introducing me to it!"

What can I do? Whatever you say will happen!"

……

Half an hour later.

Wesley had a bandage on his head, a whistle in his mouth, and a maracas in both hands. He was sitting in the family karaoke room he decorated by himself, staring blankly at the lunatic crying and howling.

I have to beat him up myself!

"I am at ease among people, I am a carefree fairy in the sky, I don’t care about worldly things, I only care about fine wine to move my heart!"

"The world of mortals is rolling in love! There is always a time to gather and disperse!"

"Sister, you sit on the bow of the boat! Brother, go ashore! Hey!"

"I said hey, you said hey! Hey!"

Wesley:...

Leo:π_π

Wesley:...hey……

"Louder, you haven’t eaten! The voice is soft. Do you have food?

Leo said again:"Come and sing with me!""

"Is this your excuse for breaking up~"

"Twist!"

"I can't fly out~" Leo looked at him.

Wesley: Hey!

"The world of flowers! Leo looked at him.

Wesley: Hey!

"Turns out I'm a~" didn't look at him.

Wesley: Hey!

……

After an hour of darkness, Leo's throat hurt, and Wesley finally found relief.

"So what, are you happy?"

"happy!"

"Hala Shao no Hala Shao!"

"Ha, Haha!"

"Do you want to do it again?"

"………………"

You fucking kill me!

Wesley finally broke.

This guy is simply humiliating him!

Let yourself accompany him, let yourself harmonize, let yourself dress like a clown, smile and applaud him!

"You psycho! madman! just kill me!"

"f++kyou!! madman! I'm not a clown!!"

Leo was still sitting on the large sofa, leaning on the backrest, supporting his head with his hands, and applauded Wesley after listening to him yelling and cursing.

"Wait me a moment."

Leo disappeared in front of Wesley.

Before Wesley could cautiously walk to the door, he came back again.

"then."

A gun was thrown in front of him.

It was a famous gun in his collection, a Colt that was always in his desk.

"There is only one bullet in the gun and you have one choice to make."

Leo slowly walked to where he was sitting just now with his back to Wesley, and slowly sat back.

Still the same movement, still the same posture

"Use this bullet to end yourself, or take a gamble!"

Hit his forehead with his finger.

Leo said in a very bewildering way:"Hit here!"

Wesley adjusted his glasses tremblingly, picked up the gun he had never fired before, and held it tightly with both hands! He pointed it at Leo's head like this.

Leo was still the same virtuous person, and even crossed his legs.

For a long time.

Wei. Slowly, slowly, Sli pointed the gun at himself.

His face was distorted, with cold sweat and tears streaming down his face.

Bang!

Another big mouth!

"Why don't you stick your finger into the hole in the trigger!"

Wesley collapsed completely.

He cried and hugged Leo's legs, crying loudly and begging for mercy.

He said he was forced, he said he regretted it, and he swore that he would change his ways in the future. He must use the rest of his life to repay the mistakes he made.

Squatting down, Leo patted Wesley who was kneeling on the ground on the back of his head:"Now, you look a little bit like a clown.""

"However, it’s still worse than me!"

Wesley raised his head twitchingly, tilting his neck back extremely. With tears in his eyes, he saw the lunatic who always wore a mask took off his hat and mask.

A picture emerged, full of oil paint, a clown. face!

He smoothed his slightly curved green hair back and licked the corners of his mouth.

Leo took out a knife from his coat pocket, and then stuffed it into Wesley's mouth

"Well…………！"

Shh!!

Under Wesley's frightened and desperate eyes, Leo smiled and said:"I want to ask you a little question, don't be nervous, my hands will shake if you are nervous! Then, here is the question: Where should I find it? Where's Kingpin?"

Wesley's tears couldn't stop flowing.

I told you earlier, brother!

Tell me earlier!

If you had asked me earlier, I would have told you!

Why bother! Why bother!!