The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics

Leaving aside the resentful Gwen, Yang Le, the protagonist being discussed, was currently soaking in his "bathtub," completing his work.

Having transformed into a Mini-Soldier, Yang Le stood at the operating table, controlling the robotic arms to carry out his inventions.

Under the control of the Mini-Soldier, the eight robotic arms each performed their duties, proceeding with the work in an orderly manner.

"Finally finished," Yang Le said, taking off the goggles he was wearing and pressing the button to open the security door of the workshop. He walked in to observe his latest creation up close.

This was a two-wheeled machine similar to a motorcycle, with a bizarre shape that resembled the Time Cycle from Ben 10.

Changing back into human form, Yang Le approached, and the cockpit automatically opened, revealing the driver's seat inside.

Stepping into the cockpit, Yang Le leaned back comfortably in the seat. He could now be considered a car owner.

The cockpit slowly closed, and the originally opaque cover displayed the outside environment completely, as if there were no obstruction.

While Yang Le was still immersed in his invention, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated, indicating he had a message.

Yang Le took out his phone and saw that it was a message from Xue Bao. Yang Le was puzzled; why would Xue Bao send him a message?

Opening the message, Yang Le's body stiffened upon seeing the content. Only then did he remember that today was Gwen's first day of the new school year, and he had promised to take her to school. Now, he had completely forgotten about it.

But it didn't matter, as long as he drove his newly invented, incredibly cool Time Cycle to pick her up tonight, she would surely forgive him, seeing that he had a good attitude about admitting his mistake.

"Would she?" Yang Le hesitated.

Indeed, it would be better to prepare a gift. A new drum set would be good; he could whip one up with the lab's materials.

While Yang Le was contemplating countermeasures, he didn't idle his hands. He operated the control panel in the middle of the steering wheel, deciding to watch the morning news to calm down.

With his operation, the news was projected onto the front canopy. By the way, the entire canopy could be used as a screen.

The news was still as bland as water, mostly boring things.

Until Yang Le saw a news report about Matt Murdock. Unlike the previous villainous lawyer, Matt had now completely changed his image.

In just one year, he had completed the transformation from a villain to a righteous fighter in the eyes of the public.

The cause of the matter was Kingpin's imprisonment. According to the police, Matt was actually an ambitious person, an undercover agent who infiltrated Kingpin's ranks. Helping Kingpin do so many bad things before was just enduring humiliation to collect criminal evidence.

After he collected enough evidence, he handed all the clues to George Stacy, and Police Commissioner George, unafraid of life and death, arrested Kingpin with thunderous means.

Of course, Gwen and Yang Le certainly didn't believe these ghost stories. Gwen had also asked George, but George didn't tell the truth and used the same words to prevaricate Gwen.

Yang Le knew that Kingpin had probably threatened Gwen's safety, so George would obediently listen; otherwise, with George's temper, he would probably die before bowing his head.

Yang Le told Gwen his conjecture, and Gwen was also helpless after listening. She wasn't ready to let the people around her see her extraordinary side, and now that things had already happened, she could only suffer in silence.

Yang Le had tried to sneak into the prison to eliminate Kingpin, but before he could try, Matt found him first.

"Long time no see, Mr. Yang Le," Matt said, leaning on his blind man's cane, still looking so confident.

"Is there something you need, Mr. Righteous Fighter?" Yang Le teased. He knew that since Matt had found him, it meant they knew about his special abilities.

"Won't you invite me in to sit down? After all, some things are better said in a more private place," Matt said, ignoring the teasing and still being impeccably polite.

"No need," Yang Le refused Matt's suggestion. "Since you came to find me, you must have made complete preparations. I dare say, besides you and me in this building, there are probably only your ninjas, right?"

"Actually, it's just the two of us," Matt corrected.

"It seems Mr. Yang Le doesn't like me, fine, let's talk here then."

Yang Le raised his eyebrows, waiting for Matt's next words.

"Mr. Kingpin hopes to turn enemies into friends with you. After all, there aren't any irreconcilable conflicts between us, right?"

"No conflicts means your previous attack?" Yang Le looked at Matt playfully.

"That attack was definitely not a problem for you, was it?" Matt complimented.

"Who knows? Maybe I'm a petty person, just because I can't eat the giant burger set from that place anymore, I consider us mortal enemies?"

"You're joking," Matt chuckled, knowing that Yang Le was deliberately making things difficult for him. "There are no eternal enemies in the world, right? Moreover, Mr. Kingpin will give you a reason you can't refuse."

"I'm all ears," Yang Le said, leaning against the door frame, looking somewhat cynical.

"Gwen Stacy." Matt had just opened his mouth when Yang Le's expression changed.

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"I will kill all of you," Yang Le said directly, without waiting for Matt to finish.

"Don't be impatient, Mr. Yang Le," Matt comforted Yang Le's emotions.

"Based on the power you have shown, I have no doubt that you can kill me, but I hope you can think more about Miss Gwen."

Yang Le's face was terribly cold, but unfortunately, Matt was blind and couldn't see it.

Seeing that Yang Le didn't speak, Matt knew that this plan was indeed feasible, and he continued.

"We know that you don't care about your real identity being exposed, but what about Miss Gwen? If she is exposed, how will this society view her? Even different skin colors are discriminated against, let alone Miss Gwen who is beyond ordinary?"

Matt continued to bewitch, like the serpent attracting Adam and Eve.

"Think carefully, what kind of eyes will they use to look at Miss Gwen? Strangers, teachers, classmates, even former friends. Sometimes killing doesn't require sharp blades, respected Mr. Yang Le, people's words are enough. As far as I know, Miss Gwen loves to dwell on things, doesn't she?"

Yang Le said coldly, "Then I will make those people shut their mouths."

"Yes, the powerful Mr. Yang Le, you can make everyone shut their mouths," the smile on Matt's lips couldn't be suppressed.

"Then how will Miss Gwen look at you?"

The serpent spat out deadly venom at the tightly entwined prey.

"Or rather, are you prepared to make Gwen shut her mouth too?"