Meiman: Fabricate weirdness, I am the biggest villain

When Wilson came out of the cave, no one knew what he saw inside.

Even Wesley has no way of knowing half of it.

And when Wilson chose to move his residence from New York to this construction site in the outskirts of Massachusetts.

Everyone around him was astonished by this.

Wesley couldn't help but tried to ask the other party.

But all he got in response was Wilson's silence...

This strange change made many people curious about the mysterious cave in this construction site.

They wanted to go in, but were afraid of Wilson.

Ever since Wilson came out of that cave, he has attached great importance to this cave to the extreme.

Not only did he move his residence near the cave, but he even sent his top-secret confidants to station here to guard the cave.

Under such protection, anyone who tried to enter the cave would be shot dead on the spot.

These are not words to scare people.

but something that has already happened.

Someone tried to approach the cave, and he died...

At this moment, in the temporary residence next to the cave.

Wilson clasped his hands together.

He took a deep breath, with a fearful look in his eyes.

Three days had passed since he came out of that cave.

But everything that he experienced in the cave that day is still revolving in his mind.

The moment the bewitching words from the devil sounded in his heart.

He realized what was represented behind the mysterious partial trigonal octahedron.

'What wish do you want to achieve?'

Faced with this somewhat illusory statement, Wilson did not immediately believe it firmly.

Instead, an experiment was done first.

In the depths of the dark cavern, he prayed from the shimmering cubehedron.

After praying.

A stack of the most common hundred-yuan bills appeared in his hand.

In exchange, Wilson lost a ring he was carrying.

When this scene really happened in front of Wilson's eyes.

Wilson immediately developed infinite vigilance and awe.

He must seal this place.

This was the first desire born in his heart.

Wilson is not a good person, he wants to ban here for one and only one reason.

That is greed and ambition for everything.

Such a powerful thing must never be obtained by anyone other than him!

If someone other than him knows here.

Wilson can guarantee that the world will be in chaos.

Just imagine.

When a place where wishes can really come true is laid out in front of a person.

Who can resist the temptation of this?

Let alone ordinary people.

Even the most powerful leaders today, they cannot resist this temptation that goes straight to the depths of their souls.

Instead of causing chaos in the world, let him become the real leader who can lead everything!

And then the second desire that breeds.

It is the desire for Vanessa's resurrection.

He tried to put this wish into the mysterious partial trigonal octahedron.

And the mysterious and evil crystal did give him the answer...

thump thump——

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Wilson said calmly:

"Enter."

Then the figure of James Wesley walked in.

He held a statistical sheet in his hand.

Then he said:

"Mr. Fisk, according to your instructions, we have caught 312 homeless people so far. These homeless people have no identity information or household registration certificates. Even if they disappear, no one will care."

"Fine, keep going."

yes, SK first

James Wesley put away the statistics sheet in his hand, he should have gone out, but there was a hesitant expression on his face.

"Speak, Wesley, I know you have something to say."

"Okay, Mr. Fisk, please forgive my curiosity, but may I ask you what you want to catch these homeless people?"

Wilson's eyes narrowed slightly, with an extremely cold expression flashing in them.

He got up from his seat, then walked over to Wesley's side.

Such a move made Wesley suddenly a little scared.

Since Wilson walked out of the cave three days ago, Wesley has been keenly aware of the madness burning deep in Wilson's eyes.

And Wilson's various behaviors in the follow-up also made Wesley feel strange.

Wilson no longer handed over many things to Wesley.

This gave Wesley a feeling that he was about to be abandoned.

At the moment, looking at the huge figure walking in front of him, the worry and fear in Wesley's heart grew stronger.

But at this moment, Wilson patted Wesley on the shoulder lightly.

He said in an extremely rare gentle tone:

"Wesley, I know you've been a little uneasy recently, maybe my behavior made you feel distrusted, but I want you to calm down."

"Remember, you will always be my most trusted subordinate, no matter what time it is.

"So, don't ask too much about these things at the moment."

"You just need to do your best to do them well, and when the time is right, you will naturally know everything.

Wesley was a little flattered by Wilson's actions.

He hastily said:

"I will, Mr. Fisk!"

"Okay, now get on with your business."

Wesley then walked out of the room.

Wilson sat down at the table again.

He reached out and stroked the photo folder on the table.

Inside, Vanessa's smile is as warm as the sun.

Wilson looked at each other and couldn't help smiling.

"Vanessa, we can meet soon..."

Wilson said softly.

He will not forget the terms of exchange given by the partial trigonal octahedron.

'In seven days, a thousand lives

It only takes a thousand lives to call back his Vanessa.

It's worth it.

****

New York at the moment.

Matt stands on top of a building in Daredevil's battle suit.

In the past few days, he has not gone to fight for justice.

But due to his past habits, he still couldn't help but pay attention to all kinds of things in this city at night.

Then he discovered something.

The incidents of gang fights in these three days have been significantly reduced.

Is it because the territory has been unified?

Matt couldn't help guessing in his heart.

In any case, the reduction in Rush is always good.

In this way, accidental injuries to civilians will be greatly reduced.

"It seems that without me, everything is developing in a good direction."

Matt laughed to himself.

But at this moment, his sharp ears suddenly let him hear a cry for help somewhere.

He frowned slightly, and then several dodges came to the top of the place where the chaos occurred.

This is a narrow and dark alley.

It has always been a home for homeless people.

Those homeless people live together here.

Generally speaking, even the city management will not take care of them easily.

Because these tramps not only don't have the slightest oil to squeeze, but also all of them stink.

Who would want to trouble such a group of people?

840 But now, Matt sees such a scene.

A group of apparently well-trained members in black are catching the homeless in this alley. They are dressed like special police uniforms, and they also wear black helmets on their heads.

Whenever they caught one, they stunned it with an electric shock.

Then throw it into the truck parked at the alley.

This surprised Matt.

He keenly sensed that there was something wrong behind this.

This is no ordinary kidnapping.

Matt was extremely sure of it.

So, he went to work for the first time after several days of 'shutdown'.

He jumped down from the sky.

Boom!

The heavy sound hitting the ground immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

"Daredevil!"

Accompanied by the exclamation of the tramps, those members in black immediately took out pistols from their waists.

Then came the shooting without hesitation.

Matt kept walking through the hail of bullets, and these people were defeated in front of him in an instant.

Matt lifted the helmets of these people with curiosity.

He had expected these men to be some kind of military men.

But when he saw their true colors, Matt froze.

Some kind of very obvious marks are tattooed around their necks, and decorations such as lip studs are worn on their faces.

If Matt guessed right.

The real identity of these people is actually a member of a gang.

But if it's a gang member.

Then how to explain their well-trained marksmanship and formation just now?

A lot of confusion arose in Matt's heart for a while.

The tenth update is on the shelves!

Today, my forearm is swollen because of the hard work, and it hurts when I touch it.

G, I hope tomorrow will be better.

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