Players In Marvel

Times Square, Daily Bugle Building.

There are seven or eight helicopters flying in the sky above the rooftop, maintaining a not far or close distance from the rooftop.

These are the reporter teams sent by those rich and powerful TV stations immediately after learning about Tony Stark's kidnapping.

Several searchlights were turned on, illuminating the rooftop as bright as day.

As the protagonist tonight, Valon was leaning on a black gold cane, and in front of him was Tony with a livid face.

Tony, has been in the headlines many times.

There were gossips and genius reports, but the headlines this time made Tony really have the urge to turn his head and jump down the stairs.

However, it is impossible to jump, after all, the twenty-story building is indeed a bit high.

Tony is trying hard to keep a straight face, trying his best to maintain his image of demeanor.

And Wa Long's face was filled with a smile, and the system notification in front of him had already begun to refresh the screen, which was the continuous income of ruby.

Not far behind him were reporters and photographers from the Daily Horn who were so nervous that they were trembling.

As the directly held hostages, they are not like the reporters who join in the fun outside.

Those guys don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement. It really makes them have guns pointed at their heads. Let's see if they dare to shout the slogan of free media people.

Under the grand spotlight, Varon looked like a star on the red carpet, watching the reporters on the helicopter, and even greeted the audience in front of the TV through the camera.

Suddenly, outside the rooftop.

The roar of the screw machine exploded, which meant that a helicopter was approaching the roof, and George, holding a horn, was at the cabin door.

"Warron of the Black Hand, you are now surrounded!"

"Release the hostages quickly!"

"Catch it!"

Naturally, George also noticed that the reporters around him aimed their long gun barrels at him.

George Sr. knew then that his time had come.

Regardless of other things, at least the face of the New York Police Department must be sufficient.

Immediately, he raised his heart and held up the big horn.

"Mr. Stark, don't be nervous, the New York Police Department is here!"

"We have surrounded the Horn Building at this time."

"People from the Black Hand organization can't escape!"

"At the same time, we have also received contact from the military. Please don't worry, we will definitely bring the criminals to justice!"

...

Hell's Kitchen at the moment.

Wilson Fisk, the famous Kingpin.

He was leaning on the sofa, watching the live broadcast on TV comfortably, with red wine in his hand, taking a sip from time to time.

Director George's roar was continuously heard from the TV. Valon was holding a black gold handcuff, with his hands folded on the top of the cane, and his posture was elegant, like a nobleman.

Behind him, a huge fat man was sitting cross-legged on the ground, full of fierceness.

In front of him, on the left was Tony Stark, standing on the edge of the roof with a livid face.

On the right is Obadiah Stane, who has been pushed down and is suspended from the twenty-second floor.

"Wow~"

Wilson raised his eyebrows, full of emotion.

"The young people nowadays are really brave. It's not easy to let him do it."

"The fat guy in the back can do it, but this guy is very strong."

Compared with Valon, he actually admired that fat man more.

Wilson himself was a fat man made of muscles, so he had a certain natural affection for True.

Especially in the case that Trudeau is also a bad guy, he really wants to take this kind of talent under his command.

"I just like such strong fat people. People nowadays, all of them are as thin as monkeys. What's the point?"

When Bullseye standing in the corner heard this, his expression became ugly in an instant, and the fat man who was watching the TV showed a trace of murderous intent in his eyes.

He, Bullseye, is Jin Bing's confidant and number one killer!

Whether it's Erica or anyone else, don't try to steal Jin Bin's attention, absolutely not allowed!

"This black hand organization is too arrogant, do you want me to kill them?"

Bullseye takes a step forward.

Every time he opened his mouth, he was full of blood, and he seemed to be able to do nothing but kill people.

But it seems that this is the case, a psychotic killer, besides helping Jin and killing people, he has no other entertainment in life.

"Hey, we are good citizens, what does this kind of thing have to do with me?"

Wilson shrugged his shoulders indifferently, spread his hands, and didn't care.

who is he? The Dark Emperor of the Underworld?

No!

He is a big entrepreneur, a man of action, and a famous philanthropist in New York. Mr. Wilson Fisk is waiting for him to participate in the mayoral election of New York in a few years.

"However, a kidnapping case happened. It's not good for me not to participate in such an important matter."

Thinking of this, Wilson smiled slightly, opened the door and came in, commanding the respectful secretary.

"This Wallon is really too arrogant."

"hurry up."

"Contact the New York Police Department and tell them that I want to donate money and materials, and I must save Mr. Stark. This criminal must not be allowed to go unpunished!"

"I am sworn to death with criminals!"

...

The Magia Gang at the moment.

Hammerhead also saw the news, and his expression suddenly turned ugly.

When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous.

Even across the TV, that's the same.

When he saw Wa Long now, he remembered the last time he was tricked into drinking poisoned wine.

Although he was fine, he lay on the bed and recuperated for more than a week!

If he didn't avenge this revenge, he felt very uncomfortable.

but……

Hammerhead frowned tightly, with a hint of worry in his eyes.

"I didn't expect that he actually caught that playboy."

"Now all of New York is messed up by him."

"People from the military are here, what should we do?"

Hammerhead's plan was to launch a surprise attack, and by the time the military responded, the entire New York City would be his people.

Unless the military completely abandons this place, it will be impossible to use weapons of mass destruction in New York City.

"Hey hee hee~"

Moriah grinned wildly.

"With him attracting attention, the landing of the zombie army is much easier!"

"We're about to take over New York!"

"Don't pay attention to these little troubles, hehehe!"

...

The Queen.

May Parker, with long blond hair scattered casually and a slender and hot figure, wearing a black and white striped tights, was leaning on the sofa eating a fat-reducing salad and watching a family drama.

"Desperate Housewives."

The most popular soap opera of the season.

Mei is naturally deeply involved.

Follow up on time every night.

"Woo woo woo~"

"It's so pitiful, they're all divorced, and that damned husband is still pestering her!"

"Hey, housewife is really not easy."

At this moment, the TV suddenly made a harsh sound, and then the screen suddenly turned into a snowflake screen.

"What's wrong?"

"This TV has only been used for a few years, so it's broken? The quality of current electrical appliances is really not up to standard!"

May complained while eating a tasteless salad.

While thinking about whether to contact an electrician to repair the TV tomorrow, the screen of the TV suddenly became better.

"This is the New York Daily News!"

"Now there is an urgent message, Tony Stark, that arrogant playboy has been kidnapped!"

"We can see that the scene has begun to disperse the crowd, but Times Square is full of people, and the result of the dispersal is not satisfactory. Too many people rushed towards the Daily Bugle."

"NYPD Chief George is trying to negotiate the release of the hostages with Walloon."

"Tony Stark's personal assistant, Ms. Pepper Potts, has also arrived at the scene and brought the ransom demanded by the kidnappers - all the gold in the underground vault of the Stark Foundation!"

"Will this kind of cooperation satisfy the greedy kidnappers? Will Valon be able to release the hostages as promised?"

"All of this is still unknown for the time being, let our experts explain it to us."

A bearded man appeared on the TV. He grinned and spit wildly.

"Personally, I don't think so. A scumbag like this is not worthy of trust!!!"

Mei looked at the TV and slapped the table excitedly, shouting to the expert with a blushing thick neck, and got up silently.

Peter Parker and his classmates organized a barbecue party tonight.

New York City is in chaos, and it's not party time anymore.

She's going to call Peter and see when he'll be back.

But don't play crazy, you don't know anything.

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