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"Monster! It's a monster!"

The remaining gang members screamed in fear.

Then a series of gunshots rang out in the warehouse.

But the bullets hit Fleischer with a clang.

Let alone killing him.

It couldn't even break his defense!

One minute later;

The warehouse became quiet.

Fleischer stepped on the pool of blood, walked to the burly man kneeling on the ground with bloody footprints, and looked down at him.

"Who told you to do this?"

Fleischer stared at him coldly and asked.

The man raised his head and looked at Fleischer, who was covered in metal, and suddenly laughed and said, "Boss Kingpin will definitely avenge us! You're dead! You're dead!!"

Bang!

The man's head was blown up with a punch.

Watching the body fall down with a thud, Fleischer's cold eyes never blinked.

"Kingpin?"

He turned and left, walked to the bodies of his parents, then bent down and picked up the bodies of the two elders one by one, and then left the warehouse.

It was a little after 1 a.m.

Fleischer found a nearby cemetery, dug a pit by himself, and buried his parents' bodies in it. After filling it with soil, he inserted a stone tablet he made by himself into the ground, and then slid his fingers on the stone tablet, making a harsh sound that gave people goose bumps.

A line of English was engraved on the stone tablet.

"Dad, Mom."

"I've got you into trouble!"

"But don't worry, I've avenged you."

"But that's not enough. I know who's behind those guys. I'll kill them all and make them die with you!"

Fleischer stood in front of the tombstone, bowed his head and mourned for a few minutes.

Then he turned around and left with determination.

Soon;

His figure disappeared in the cemetery.

Manhattan, Hell's Kitchen.

This is the most chaotic place in New York with gangs.

Compared to Gotham, it's even worse.

Of course!

Gotham is in chaos everywhere, and in New York, only Hell's Kitchen can compare to Gotham.

Therefore;

In terms of its status in the criminal world, New York is still far inferior to Gotham.

At this time, a tall figure walked into the street 04 where Hell's Kitchen is located.

Fleischer was wearing a borrowed sweater and a hat on his head.

The tall figure gave people a strong sense of deterrence.

But where is this?

It is Hell's Kitchen!

It is a place where everyone carries a gun when they go out.

Even though Fleischer looks very tall and strong.

But he is a stranger, and after walking into this block, he was still quickly spotted.

Very quickly;

FleischerLesher was stopped by a group of people.

There were six people on the other side.

Six black people!

Some of them were very tall and strong, just over 1.9 meters tall. Although they were not as tall as Fleischer, they were not much worse.

The key point is;

They had guns in their hands!

And they were holding them blatantly.

They were not afraid of being seen at all.

This is Hell's Kitchen, what's wrong with the gun in their hands?

Even the NYPD dares not patrol here.

So let alone holding a pistol in your hand, even if you hold a rifle, no one will come to question you or call 911 to arrest you.

"White pig, hand over all the money and mobile phone on you!"

Six black people surrounded Fleischer.

One of them pointed at him and spoke like a rapper.

Fleischer looked at them coldly and asked, "Are you from the Kingpin Gang?"

The six black men were stunned.

Then they laughed and said, "That's right. Since you know we are from the Kingpin Gang, then you should take out the money and mobile phone in your pocket immediately, or I will cut a few holes in your body, believe it or not?"

"That's right."

Fleischer didn't care about the threat of the other party. After learning that these black men were indeed from the Kingpin Gang, Fleischer took action!

He instantly grabbed the black man in front of him who was pointing a gun at him.

"Kacha~!"

The black man's arm was instantly cut by Fleischer.

The bone that pierced the skin was exposed to the air, revealing a hideous appearance.

"Ahhhh~!"

The black man screamed in pain.

And Fleischer kindly gave him a quick death.

Bang!

He broke the black man's neck with one punch, then grabbed the black man's body with one hand and threw it to the side.

All this happened in a flash.

Before the other five black men could react, Fleischer knocked down three of them with his companion's body.

The remaining two were about to shoot, but Fleischer grabbed their heads, and then smashed them together with a "bang", and their heads were instantly broken!

Before the three black men who were knocked to the ground could get up, Fleischer kicked them one by one with several tons of force. The two black men flew out in a rotation as if they were hit by a speeding car, and hit the opposite wall with two "bangs".

"Crack~!"

The wall was cracked.

The last black man was left, and Fleischer broke his hand holding the gun with one foot, then grabbed him, like grabbing a little chicken, and lifted him up.

"Tell me, where is the base of your Jin Bing gang?"

Fleischer asked coldly.

"Fuck~! Fuck~!" The black man cursed, "You are dead! You are absolutely dead! Boss Jin Bing is notI will let you go, Lord Bullseye will kill you with his own hands!"

"Shut up!"

Fleischer slapped the guy so hard that he spat out several teeth.

Then he grabbed his neck, lifted him up and asked: "Tell me where the Kingpin's lair is, otherwise you will be dead before I get revenge!"

The black man finally gave in.

He nodded in fear and said: "I'll tell you everything! Don't kill me!"

"Say it!"

Fleischer shouted.

Then the black man told Fleischer all the territories of the Kingpin's gang that he knew.

As for the Kingpin's lair?

He was just a little Karami in a gang, and he didn't know anything at all.

"It turned out to be a piece of trash!"

"Crack~! "

Fleischer strangled the black man with disdain, and threw his body to the side.

Then he walked forward.

Although he failed to find out the Kingpin Gang's lair, he at least knew a few of its territories.

Among them were two nightclubs and a restaurant.

As long as he went over there and asked someone.

He could always find someone who knew where the Kingpin Gang's lair was.

So;

Fleischer left the six bodies behind him and left quickly.

Early morning Around 2 o'clock.

In the cold storage room under the Iceberg Restaurant.

The Penguin Cobblepot opened the door of the cold storage room, and with a wisp of frost blowing in his face, he walked in with a swaying step.

At this time, the cold storage room was already full of werewolf corpses that were either complete or incomplete.

Because vampires will spontaneously combust and turn into ashes after death.

So;

Cobblepot's men only brought him werewolf corpses.

But it's enough!

"These corpses should be able to increase my strength at least tenfold! ”

Cobolt laughed as he looked at the werewolf corpses that filled the entire cold storage. There were three or four hundred corpses, but the money he spent was not as much as the dozen werewolf corpses he bought before.

This is because there are more and more werewolf corpses now.

Tonight, there are five or six thousand werewolves who died in Gotham, if not seven or eight thousand.

How can the three or four hundred here be just a few?

However;

Cobolt also knew that this was all he could collect.

Other werewolf corpses were naturally collected by other forces.

"Soon! As long as my strength is further improved, the entire underground world of Gotham will be mine!"

"Mr. Falcone, your era is about to pass."

"From now on, Gotham will be my era of Cobolt! "

Cobert opened his short arms as if to embrace the whole world.

Then;

He grabbed the nearest werewolf corpse and opened hisHis mouth was full of sharp teeth, and the teeth in his mouth turned into sharp teeth like those of a wild beast in a short time.

Then there was a crunching chewing sound in the cold storage, and the creepy movement was enough to make people who heard it have nightmares for several nights.

Cobolt ate very quickly.

His stomach was like a bottomless pit.

It only took him one minute to finish a werewolf corpse.

Then the second and third!

And so on;

He ate from about 2 o'clock in the morning until it was bright outside, and then he finished eating all the werewolf corpses in the entire cold storage.

After eating the last werewolf corpse, Cobolt took out a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Then he looked at the empty cold storage, and then turned around and left with satisfaction.

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The door of the cold storage opened.

A wisp of cold air emanated from the cold storage.

Cobolt came out from inside, swaying from side to side, and immediately ordered his men to report to him the final situation in Gotham last night.

Soon;

A man came over and told Cobolt what happened in Gotham after 2 a.m. last night.

"So... the werewolf was driven away?"

Cobolt frowned.

This was not the good news he wanted.

The werewolf ran away, who would he eat in the future?

Although;

The effect of the same thing gradually decreased after eating too much.

After all, there were enough werewolves!

If the number was used to make up for it, Cobolt would not be unacceptable.

He felt that he could eat thousands or tens of thousands more werewolves before reaching a critical point.

After that, he might not be able to improve by eating these werewolves. []

Then he would need to look for other ingredients.

But now he hasn't eaten this critical point yet, and these werewolves ran away?

"Boss Cobblepot, those werewolves didn't seem to run too far. I heard they went to the next door Metropolis and New York."

The younger brother looked at the boss in front of him with some fear, and always felt that his boss looked more and more scary in the past two days.

Just a look, just now he was scared to the point of peeing.

Horrible!

Too terrible!

"Is that so? That's not bad."

Cobblepot nodded and relaxed his frown.

Metropolis and New York are near Gotham, not far away.

Especially Metropolis;

It is only a bridge away from Gotham.

It is too close.

If you run over there, it won’t be a problem.

At most;

You can spend more effort to eat in Metropolis?

“So, it was those vampires.Won?"

Copperhead asked.

The younger brother nodded and said, "Yes, Boss Copperhead."

He showed an envious expression on his face, "I heard that the king behind the vampire is Mr. Bruce Wayne of the Wayne family. Now Mr. Bruce Wayne has announced that as long as he is willing to become a vampire, he can grant everyone the ability to live forever!"

"Immortality? Humph~!" Copperhead sneered, "It's nothing more than a bait. If you really become a vampire, you will become the watchdog of the Wayne family! "

I dare not speak.

In fact, he really wants to find Mr. Wayne.

Because he also wants to live forever.

In fact;

Ever since Bruce Wayne publicly announced this news.

Now the whole Gotham is already undercurrent.

Many forces from other places have poured into Gotham, even forces from other countries.

In order to find out whether this news is true?

You know;

Bruce said in the public news , the vampires he transformed can move freely during the day.

They will not die in the sun like in the legend.

There are no side effects, and they can live forever.

Who can resist this temptation?

Anyway, those rich and powerful people have been tempted.

New York, Queens.

Peter woke up from his sleep at around 7 o'clock in the morning.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that his vision was a little bit wrong.

"What's going on? Why does the ceiling feel much higher today?"

Peter thought to himself, trying to sit up.

But the next second——

"Ah ah 140 ah ah~! "

A scream suddenly sounded in the room.

After a while, footsteps were heard, and then they arrived at Peter's door.

Then there were knocks on the door.

"Peter, are you okay? What happened?"

Uncle Ben's voice came from outside the door.

At this moment, in the room, Peter was looking at himself with horror, his whole body turned into sand. No wonder he felt that something was wrong with his vision just now. It turned out that he had turned into a pile of sand and spread on the bed!

At this moment, hearing Uncle Ben's voice from outside the door, Peter didn't want Uncle Ben to see him like this, so he lied: "I, I'm fine, I just had a nightmare. "

Ben Parker, who was outside the door, listened to his nephew's voice coming from inside the door, and it didn't sound like anything was wrong.

So he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's good that everything is fine. You should get up. Your aunt has prepared breakfast downstairs."

"Okay, uncle."

Peter responded.

After a while, he heard footsteps coming downstairs, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Following that;

Peter's attention was onon his body.

"How did I become a pile of sand?"

He thought to himself.

Then;

Peter tried to gather the scattered sand, and he actually did it.

Soon;

The sand scattered on the bed and the floor gathered together and turned into a Peter made of sand.

"Can I still look like a human?"

Peter held a mirror in his hand and looked at himself in the mirror.

As a result, the next second——

His face made of sand actually turned into the original human appearance little by little.

A few seconds later;

Peter looked at himself who had completely returned to human form and breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, he could still return to human form.

Otherwise, he would probably be regarded as a monster!

"So... this is my superpower? I got superpowers?!"

Peter walked around the room in surprise, and for a while he couldn't calm down.

After a long while, Peter calmed himself down.

Then he began to think about how he got this superpower?

"By the way, I went into that weird little shop last night and spent a hundred dollars to buy a small cube that seemed to be made of sand."

Peter thought of something and started to search through the boxes.

He remembered that he put the box on the desk last night, but why did it disappear today?

Peter searched for a long time, but he didn't find the box.

Uncle Ben called him again.

There was no way;

Peter could only go out to wash up and go downstairs to eat.

In the bathroom;

Peter just turned on the faucet and looked at the water rushing out. He was actually a little scared.

"Strange, why am I afraid of water?"

Peter thought to himself, then took a deep breath and reached out to touch the water.

The next second he watched in horror as his hand was washed into a pair of sand by the water and flowed into the sewer.

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