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"So, New Yorkers, we should come together. Our city does not need those so-called 'vigilantes.' Our city should be protected by ourselves!"

No, we need superheroes.

Peter Parker looked at Kingpin's impassioned speech on the TV and couldn't help but retort silently in his heart.

To be honest, he didn't like the new mayor of New York City, not from the beginning.

Unfortunately, he is still only a high school student and does not even have the basic right to vote.

"Peter, I remember that at this time, you should be in your room, not downstairs..."

In the living room, just when Peter was dissatisfied with the mayor's speech on TV, Aunt May's reminder suddenly came from the kitchen.

"I understand, Aunt May, just give me a little more time, just a little."

"That's not what you promised me, Peter."

After hearing Aunt May's words, Peter reluctantly got up from the sofa and said.

"I'm going up, Aunt Mei, good night."

"Good night."

Leaning out from the kitchen, Aunt Mei looked at the TV that was still on in the living room and couldn't help but shake her head.

I picked up the remote control on the sofa, glanced at the explosion footage of the news building playing on the TV screen, and then pressed the power button.

…

"...Osborne, you messed up everything because of your stupidity..."

New York, Rikers Island Prison.

Norman Osborne stayed in the cell in silence, when suddenly a familiar voice sounded in his mind.

"Shut up!"

Hearing this sharp voice, Norman Osborne's face muscles twisted and he shouted with a painful expression.

"Shut up, why, don't forget Osborne, we are one, I am you, you are me, how can you shut up, hahahaha..."

"No, I'm not, you're just a side effect of the 'enhanced formula'."

"Side effects, it's so sad, Osborne, we are so close, but you only use side effects to describe my existence."

In the prison cell, Osborne twisted his head and made two completely different voices from his mouth, sometimes laughing crazily and sometimes defending painfully.

However, in the face of Norman Osborne's behavior.

In the nearby cells, no criminals dared to complain, and they all kept silent and did not dare to make any rash move.

What they feared was not only the crazy appearance shown by Osborne, but also the terrifying power of the other party's madness.

…

"How long has he been like this?"

Standing outside the cell, he watched Osborne sitting on the bed and talking to himself.

Brock Rumlow couldn't help but ask the prison guard next to him.

"It's been like this since I came in."

Faced with Crossbones' question, the prison guard answered truthfully.

"In fact, if it weren't for the extremely dangerous nature of the criminal himself, the place he should go to right now would be a mental hospital."

After hearing the prison guard's answer, Crossbones turned his head and glanced at Osborne in the cell, feeling inexplicably a sense of agreement.

Indeed, Osborne's current appearance is that of a criminal rather than a patient.

Especially his behavior of sitting in the cell and talking to himself made Crossbones subconsciously think of an equally dangerous member of the Thunder Agents - Bullseye.

"Okay, leave the rest to me."

After moving his neck, Crossbones told the prison guard beside him.

"Osborne, put your hands behind your back..."

I heard orders coming from outside the cell.

"..."

Osborne, who was still involved in the quarrel, suddenly stopped this move.

He slowly turned his head, looked at the prison guard and Crossbones outside the cell, and said in a hoarse voice: "Who are you?"

"I?"

Faced with Osborne's questioning, Crossbones walked to the cell window and revealed the skull mask on his face.

"The one who takes you out of here.

"

…

"Norman Osborne..."

Late at night, inside the brightly lit New York City mayor's office.

Kingpin stood at the edge of the window, leaning on his crutch, looking down at the scenery outside the office.

"I like to deal with smart people. Smart people know what to ask and what not to say." Turning around and looking at Osborne standing in the office, Kingpin said slowly: "Well, Mr. Osborne,

Can you tell me, are you a smart person or..."

"Idiot, he is a complete idiot!"

Ignoring the sarcasm in his mind, Osborne looked at Kingpin's huge figure: "So, what do you want me to do?"

"Very well, it seems you are a smart man, Mr. Osborne."

He nodded and stepped in front of Osborne. Jinpin's huge body turned into a huge shadow, completely covering Osborne's body in front of him: "I can help you solve the trouble in prison, but as a condition,

You must serve me."

"You want me to kill someone for you?"

"Kill, no."

Shaking his head, Kingpin denied Osborne's speculation.

He pointed to the mayor's sign on the desk behind him and said: "It seems that our Mr. Osborne has a little misunderstanding about my purpose this time. As a mayor of New York City,

Mayor, how could I do something that is clearly against the law?"

"In fact, my target is the civilian 'vigilantes' in New York City who claim to be 'superheroes' but are unwilling to accept registration supervision. They are the targets I oppose."

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"Presumably, Mr. Osborne is familiar with these superheroes."

As he said that, Jin Bin's eyes fell on Osborne in front of him.

The expression on the latter's face became obviously distorted after hearing the name superhero in his mouth.

However, Osborn soon calmed down the expression on his face, looked at Kingpin in front of him and said: "But, as far as I know, even superheroes who oppose registration are only not subject to the federal government's policies.

Protection, there is no real law enforcement power, which is inherently dispensable for those anti-registration superheroes."

"No, they will soon know how naive and stupid their ideas are."

"However, before that, there is one more thing that needs to be returned to its original owner."

As he spoke, Jinpin took out a ferocious green mask from his arms.

"I think you'll need it, Mr. Osborne."

Looking at the Green Devil mask in Kingpin's hand, the expression on Osborne's face began to become distorted.

"No, I don't need..."

He shook his head at first to say goodbye to all this, but in the next moment he suddenly reached out and grabbed the mask in Kingpin's hand, and then his originally calm voice suddenly became sharp and harsh.

"Thank you, I'm looking for it everywhere, hahahahaha..."