Chapter 23: A persecuted thief
"So? What do you want me to do?"
Sitting on the tower crane, Charlotte supported his chin with one hand and said:
"I, Spider-Man, am not a superhero who bullies the weak and fears the strong, but I have to make it clear in advance that I can't beat that fat white guy right now~"
Jin Bing, everyone who knows him knows him, and those who don’t know him, I will tell you now.
This is a ruthless character.
He is the biggest gangster boss in New York and even in the United States, ruling a huge underground dark kingdom.
He is meticulous and intelligent beyond the average person. More than 90% of his body is muscle. He has amazing strength and can even kill a Spider-Man with his bare hands.
To deal with him, you need to grow more and accumulate more attribute points, or get a cool and invincible skill card to kill him directly.
Interrupting Charlotte's thoughts, a faint voice came from under Charlotte's feet:
"500 people...500 people every month..."
500 people per month? Grabbing the spider silk with one hand, he pulled the other person up from where he was hanging. Looking at her filth, Charlotte looked disgusted, and suddenly an idea came to him.
"Do you want to clean up the dirt on yourself?"
"Of course...it makes me feel uncomfortable..."
"Then leave it to me!"
"What are you going to do?!" When the thief heard Charlotte's tone of "I have a good idea", he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Sure enough, in a moment, Charlotte pulled her tightly onto the spider silk, and she took off again, drawing an arc, and was swung over Charlotte's head.
The filth all over his body fell from the sky like raindrops, landing on the heads of several gangsters on the ground.
"Brother! It's raining acid!"
"Oh! Shit! Let's run~"
"It turns out that acid rain is sour and smelly! Brother, we are doomed~"
"Wow, wow, wow~ I don't want to die yet~ I haven't built my Bikini Bottom yet~ Mom, save me~"
Charlotte didn't care what happened to the gangsters on the ground.
He swung forward by the spider silk on the thief's body, and soon, he threw her on the roof of a building.
The filth on her body was indeed much less, but the lower half of her face exposed by the thief's mask was almost purple, and her originally red lips were even black. She wanted to vomit again.
He took off the hood in a depressed mood, revealing the beautiful face of the woman underneath and her beautiful silver hair.
This guy called Spider-Man is a devil. He made a name for himself in just a few days. Even in the underground world, the terrifying urban legend of Spider-Man has spread, and he is called Spider-Man.
Spider-Man? A name even more vulgar than Spider-Man.
Looking at the beautiful woman in front of him, Charlotte tilted his head and said:
"Hurry up and tell me~ I don't have that much time to waste. Spider-Man hasn't completed his mission target today~"
As Charlotte spoke, his eyes stopped at the beautiful woman and threatened:
"I've been liking the sunny smile with eight teeth showing lately. In order to teach New York's notorious criminals a lesson, I plan to collect a total of eight teeth today. So... are you willing to serve me alone?"
Covering her chest, the beautiful woman looked terrified, suppressed her nausea, and said quickly:
"My name is Lingmao. I'm not a thief. I'm a chivalrous thief. Strictly speaking, we should be on the same side...
Jin Bing and a gang are about to start cooperation, and these 500 people are the first order of cooperation. The evidence key I stole before can prove that Jin Bing is guilty. Even if he cannot be put in jail, he will choose to give up this deal from now on..."
"Heh~" Charlotte took a step forward and looked into the civet cat's eyes. Although the feeling of oppression was still strong, the expression under the mask was completely frozen.
Oh my god, what have I done? 500 people a month?
Why do I look like a villain?
I took the Civet Cat's evidence key and returned it to the villain Kingpin...
what--
Why is God so unfair to me? I just want to be a good person and do good things!
Ask yourself, if Spider-Man saw someone stealing something, would he choose to stop it?
Although the thief had a slim figure and the victim was big and strong with a bad look, Spider-Man never judges people by their appearance.
Emmmm... I asked myself again and again, and finally got the answer... I was absolutely not wrong, so it was all God's fault, and God made me do it.
"Hehehe..." Charlotte laughed wildly, a typical villain laugh, trying to hide his embarrassment.
I do this all for the skill cards!
That’s right, everything is for skill cards!
Having found the reason, Charlotte was still very confident and pointed at the civet cat's nose and angrily said:
"Why didn't you say it earlier? Why didn't you say it earlier?..."
The civet cat looked at Charlotte's finger pointing at her with a dazed look on her face, and for a moment she felt disheartened with the entire city.
With such a superhero, can New York really be okay?
No! No! No! Stay true to your original aspiration, stay true to your original aspiration… Maybe I am old and can’t keep up with the trend, it’s time to retire…
"Spider-Man... do I look old now?" The beautiful woman who still had her charm sat on the ground, covered in dust and exuding a foul odor.
Charlotte couldn't understand the old woman's jumping around at all. Aren't we still discussing the topic of superheroes?
Why are you so jumpy?
After a brief silence, Charlotte gently comforted him:
"What nonsense are you talking about, Auntie~ You don't look old at all, just..."
This woman looked to be in her 30s, and she was well-maintained. In order to show off her observation skills, Charlotte deliberately guessed: "You are probably around 50~"
click-
There seemed to be a crisp sound. Looking at the aunt who was broken in front of her, Charlotte blinked innocently.
[Ding, congratulations, you have obtained the skill card, the little secret of a woman’s age: you can tell the exact age of a female life.
Free attribute points +2】
uh~
Charlotte blinked and silently changed the skill card.
【37 years old】
"Cough, cough, cough..." After a few dry coughs, Charlotte quickly changed the topic:
"I was just joking, Auntie. You don't look that old. You're probably only 36 years old!"
Are you satisfied now? I deliberately said you were one year younger.
"Wuwuwuwu..." The civet cat sat there and burst into tears. "This is my last activity as a civet cat. I want to retire, take care of my husband and children, and take good care of myself..."
Don't do that, Auntie. You've embarrassed me. If I didn't know, I would think that my good neighbor Spider-Man in New York City bullied me.
There was a brief silence. Charlotte was very experienced in dealing with women crying.
With a somersault, Charlotte jumped off the building and swung away.
The experience is - the best thing to do is to run away.
As long as I'm far enough away, I won't be able to hear her crying, and if I can't hear her crying, it means she isn't crying.
After venting the anger that had been accumulating in its heart, the civet cat left the rooftop with a bitter look on its face, walked carefully through the block and arrived at the door of its home.
Looking at the lights on the second floor and a slim figure.
The civet cat let out a long breath, gathered his strength, and secretly opened the door.
Hanging at the door was a bright yellow student-style women's shoulder bag, which had a cute doll and the school emblem of Midtown Science High School on it.
Exhaling silently, the civet cat took off his boots and stepped carefully on the floor with his bare feet without making any sound.
But... Felicia Hardy still poked her head out from the second floor and looked at the civet cat in a tight outfit trying to go to the bathroom with a smile on her face:
"Hi~ Mommy~"
