Chapter 10 Wayne’s questioning skills (please add it to your collection)

According to Wayne's understanding, Osborne Technology, which could have been regarded as a top technology company in the world, has long been completely annexed by Kingpin's company.

Norman Osborne has even become one of Kingpin's lackeys.

As long as Wayne can get the company he currently owns in Kingpin's hands, he will be able to have a super company that will not be able to catch up with Wayne Group, but will still be one of the best.

Also now that Peter Parker is dead, the little black spider is about to come online.

After all, there can only be one Spider-Man in a universe, this is the theorem.

Even in the back, the Little Black Spider fights side by side with the Spider-Man of the main universe, because the Little Black Spider does not belong to the Spider-Man of the main universe.

"It looks like tonight will still be a sleepless night." Taking a deep breath, Wayne tried to keep himself calm.

After staying up all night for two consecutive days, Wayne, a normal person, felt that his current mental state might be abnormal.

But thinking that I am now a half-baked Batman, everything seems to be normal again.

It is said to be the limit of human beings.

But Wayne has never seen any human being able to survive for half a minute in the vacuum of space without any equipment.

If this is considered a human being, it may only be compared to those teammates around him who are either Kryptonians or demigods.

Picking up the hood beside him, Wayne looked at the pattern that represented Bruce's inner fear and anger.

I couldn't help but clenched my fists.

"With bats, it should be more interesting."

When Wayne appeared again, he had changed into a complete bat suit.

Moving his shoulders, Wayne disappeared into his house in the next second.

If it's a rainy night now, it's definitely the best time for bats to go out.

"It's so boring. The boss didn't say when we can leave here. I don't want to continue to monitor an old woman." It was obvious that someone was dissatisfied with this matter.

He could have spent this cold night with a girl, but now he was forced to spy on a gray-haired old woman.

The companion on the other side was drinking hot coffee, obviously immune to the guy's complaints.

"Is there anything special?" He ruthlessly rejected the guy's complaint against him.

And quietly enjoy your leisure moment with your eyes closed.

But the other one didn't say anything back to him.

"Is there anything special?" He repeated his words again, but unfortunately, he still didn't get any answer.

"Speak!" He finally opened his eyes impatiently.

Before he could say anything, he could still feel himself being grabbed by the neck and lifted up into the air.

Eventually he hit the wall behind him.

The severe pain made his brain, which was a little hazy after being watched for a long time, wake up in an instant.

"who?"

He tried his best to open his eyes and take a good look at who could have done such a thing.

A jet-black mask with an angry expression was in front of him.

"What kind of monster are you?" He subconsciously regarded the Wayne in front of him as a mutant freak not much different from Spider-Man.

Only that kind of guy walks around in a Halloween costume at night.

Although the man was frightened by Wayne's current costume, he still did not give up his resistance.

He doesn't care what the guy in front of him is.

Even if he is a freak like Spider-Man, so what.

You are still afraid of guns, right?

His hand has already touched the pistol on his waist. As long as he is given a chance, he can shoot the guy in front of him into a sieve.

The small movements are indeed very subtle, but there is no way to escape the bat's eyes.

What's more, at night, bats don't use their eyes.

Wayne's free hand grabbed the guy's wrist that was making small moves, clamped his arm, and used force.

"Click~"

The sound of bones breaking was clearly audible.

Before he could cry out from the pain, Wayne was already squeezing his neck with a little more force.

All possibility of making a sound has been strangled.

"Cough! Cough! Cough!"

The pain eventually turned into constant coughing and painful cold sweats.

"Who is your boss?" Wayne didn't think he could get anything about Kingpin from such a guy.

But if you go a little further up, you might be able to get some news.

With several of Kingpin's men, Prowler is clearly a solo master.

The Doctor Octopus in this world can be called Mama Octopus, and he has an entire research institute as his base camp.

Scorpions? I don’t know which gutter they are in.

The only person who could potentially be their leader is Tombstone.

But even though he had roughly guessed whose subordinate it was, Wayne was still not at ease.

Look at this guy gritting his teeth and not saying a word.

Even if you beat me to death, I won't reveal anything about it. It's really a bit too familiar.

"uh-huh?"

When Wayne threw the guy directly to the edge of the rooftop in the next second, the huge force even caused a mouthful of blood to flow out when he hit the low wall of the rooftop.

"Pfft~"

Blood spurted out from his mouth, and the guy looked at Wayne who was walking towards him with a look of horror.

The hands wrapped in pitch-black gloves strangled his neck again.

A strong man weighing 80 kilograms was picked up by Wayne with one hand.

There was nothing at his feet.

He was hung outside the rooftop of this apartment building by Wayne.

"I'm an ordinary person and don't have the power of Spider-Man, so I get tired easily and let go." Wayne used the calmest emotion and spoke the language that made the guy fear the most.

"I think you should know what it feels like to fall from the third floor."

"If your legs fall to the ground, you will be paralyzed, and your head will be paralyzed?"

As Wayne spoke, he took another step forward.

"Now, tell me, who is your boss? What is your address?"

The man may still want to hide it, but the problem is that the masked freak in front of him seems to be really unable to support himself.

He could already feel Wayne's hands shaking slightly.

The next moment, you may just let go and let him have a free soul.

"I only know that he lives in a high-end apartment in Manhattan. I don't know anything else!" He directly grabbed Wayne's arm with his intact left hand.

He really didn't want to just fall to death here.

"It's a strange universe. A bad guy can live in crowded Manhattan." Wayne said, and the next moment he let go of his hand.

"ah!!!"

This time no one blocked his mouth.

"Boom~"

Wayne didn't even think about looking down.

In his calculations, he could only become a paraplegic villain.

But thinking about it, no one will let him continue to be a bad guy.
Chapter completed!