Especially the guy who plans to trade his relatives for his so-called happiness.

Wayne walked up to the man.

At this time, the man finally found the bag of powder that the black guy had thrown away before. Just when he wanted to feel the bliss in his head, a foot stepped on his head and hit it on the ground.

Blood slowly flowed out from the man's forehead.

"Son of a bitch!!" When Wayne was dealing with the poisonous insect, the black guy who was unable to move due to severe pain finally recovered.

Without saying a word, he took out his gun and shot Wayne without any hesitation.

But he missed his mark.

A spider's thread had already caught the hand holding the gun.

"What?" The spider silk wrapped around his hand obviously made the black guy a little confused. Isn't Spider-Man dead?

Wayne didn't care whether Spider-Man would appear directly. He cut off the spider silk with a knife and punched the black guy in the abdomen.

The black guy had already suffered a severe blow to his abdomen, and he could no longer bear this punch.

He was vomiting blood, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Wow!" Spider-Man just landed next to them at this time. Seeing the miserable condition of the black guy and the unknown man on the other side, Spider-Man was obviously a little intolerable, "This doesn't really fit in with Batman's character."

"Now, I ask and you answer."

Wayne ignored Spider-Man's presence. He held the black guy's collar with both hands and spoke to the black guy word by word.

Every pattern on the pitch-black bat mask in front of him seems to be telling the fear coming from deep within the human heart.

Spider-Man lowered his hand helplessly.

The black guy didn't want to continue like this, so he nodded repeatedly.

Who makes the masked freak in front of him not care at all about the harm caused to him.

"Where to get the goods?"

"I only know that the goods come out of Hell's Kitchen, and every transaction location is notified at short notice."

"Time to pick up the goods?"

"I'll take it every two days. I'll take it tomorrow." Even though there was blood in his mouth, the black guy still didn't dare to explain clearly to Wayne.

"Where is your cash?"

"The password for my safe at home is ******, and the address is 303 on the third floor of the apartment building two stops away."

Letting go of his hand, the black guy slowly slid down the wall.

Watching Wayne turn around, the black guy may have thought he had escaped. Just as he was about to take a breath, Wayne, who had already turned around, turned around and hit him with an elbow without any warning.

Hit the black guy in the face.

Blood splattered everywhere, and you could even see the teeth flying out with the help of light.

After doing all this, Wayne just calmly took out the cash from the black guy and put it into his pocket. There was also a car key, which Wayne also accepted.

"Are you really a die-hard fan of Batman? Why do I think you are more like the Punisher?" Spider-Man looked at what Wayne was doing now and really couldn't see Batman's style at all.

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Spider-Man has checked the man on the ground. At the very least, he has a severe concussion. If it is more serious, he may be in a vegetative state.

As for the black guy who was directly elbowed by Wayne, Spider-Man can guarantee that that guy is definitely a vegetable.

Without timely treatment, Spider-Man would have no way of knowing whether the black guy would survive.

Didn’t you see that the black guy’s back head has started to bleed?

But now the Thomas in Wayne's mind has some complaints about what Wayne has done.

Instead of condemning Wayne's behavior and saying that he was too harsh, he felt that Wayne's behavior was a bit too light.

If Thomas were to take action against this kind of social pleasure, Thomas could guarantee that neither of these two people would survive.

They all have to go to hell and report to Satan.

"I think you're a little too gentle," Thomas said to Wayne in a tone of hatred.

"Forgive me, I can't directly take someone else's life, and I can't do it without any psychological burden." Wayne dealt with Thomas calmly, "This is already the greatest harm I can do."

Thomas couldn't say anything about Wayne's words.

He himself also knew that it would be a bit difficult for Wayne to be like him.

Without saying another word, Thomas retreated into his cell again.

Wayne had already walked to the parking lot not far away with his car keys, pressed the unlock button, and a Ford pickup truck lit up.

"It's a pretty good car, I like it." Spider-Man's annoying voice sounded again.
Chapter completed!