The vulture's face suddenly turned ugly.
Carl's words, "If Spider-Man were willing to kill people, a loser like you could survive until now" stabbed his heart severely. He felt that the damage was even more disgusting than Carl's concentrated stink bomb.
Even if it's true, you can't say it!
Karl said nonchalantly: "Tell me about you. You would have been gone in another place. Who would do bad things without wearing a helmet?"
The vulture couldn't help but said: "I am a vulture!"
"Vultures are hairless, not brainless!" Carl looked at the guy's dissatisfied look and couldn't help but put his hand on his head and gave him a severe electrotherapy.
"You have fallen into my hands today and you still dare to refuse?" Carl turned up the power and cursed: "Is Spider-Man usually too kind to you, or is your rebellious stage coming?"
After all, the Vulture is just a second-rate villain, and his status in the Sinister Six is probably only slightly higher than that of Mysterio.
Mysterio: Are you polite?
"Remember, my name is Se Fu!" Karl stopped the electrotherapy, tilted his head and said to the vulture: "It doesn't matter if you can't remember, just be a good person in the next life."
"Wait a minute!" The electrotherapy showed great results. The vulture took a puff of black smoke with a burnt smell and said, "What on earth do you want to do?"
"Since you are a superhero, shouldn't you hand me over to the police?"
"Are you kidding me?" Carl looked at the villain who was spoiled by Spider-Man speechlessly, "Hand you over to the police so you can escape from prison tomorrow?"
"Speaking of which, why do you escape from prison every time you are arrested? Is there a mole in the police force?"
"I..." Vulture hesitated for a moment, saw the lightning surging in Karl's hand, and immediately said: "We make regular donations to the prison every year."
"I knew it!" Karl shook his head, "How can we protect New York City with these insects?"
"Let's do this." Karl stepped on the vulture's head: "If I kill you now, you won't have to donate to the prison, and you can save a lot of money every year."
Vulture: You're such a nice person... what a piece of shit!
"Don't! I have money, a lot of money!"
Karl kicked him out and cursed: "Are you looking down on me? Am I a person who loves money?"
"Five million!" The vulture couldn't help but say: "I don't have any more. I was planning to grab a sum of money."
"Where did you get all this money?" Karl was curious: "How can you, a trash villain, have so much money?"
"Robbing banks, kidnapping rich people, and occasionally doing business." Vulture is also very curious, isn't it possible to get money easily by being a villain?
Karl was moved, not because he didn't dare to kill the vulture, but because he suddenly discovered a way to make money.
"What business?" Karl asked curiously.
"I account for half of the entire smuggling of goods in New York." The vulture said honestly. Carl's hand was still flashing with lightning.
"Oh?" Karl's eyes lit up. He spent a lot of money to upgrade the suit this time, but the effect was not very good. He spent one million and couldn't even make a sound. The main reason was that he couldn't buy some materials. arrive.
"Let's do this, I'll give you a chance to live." Karl stared at the vulture: "Five million, plus help me with things!"
The vulture had a dark face, looked at the flashing light on Karl's hand, nodded and said: "Okay."
"You don't have to do anything." Karl raised his feet and let go of the rope wrapped around the vulture.
"But you can think about retirement in the future." Karl's sharp electronic voice pierced the vulture's ears: "Five million within a week, and then let me see your sincerity, otherwise you will be in New York Fly once, I’ll fight once!”
The vulture did not dare to confront him, but just nodded and flew into the sky.
"Oh, by the way." Karl suddenly asked: "Who is the richest among these villains?"
"Mysterious guest!" Vulture said decisively: "That bitch raised by my cousin is the richest among us."
The vulture floated in the air and said happily: "Set a time and I will give you all the information about the mysterious guest."
The Vulture has made up his mind. If Carl can deal with the mysterious guest, then he will follow Carl honestly. Who should he work with anyway?
Carl glanced at the vulture and said, "I'll go find you."
The vulture felt a cold air rushing directly to the top of his head: "Did you put a locator on me?"
"Who knows." Karl said vaguely, then waved his hand, threw a smoke bomb and disappeared.
The vulture floated in mid-air with an ugly expression.
It's really not a good thing to have such a difficult guy in New York. The key is that the vulture can't determine whether he is a good guy or a bad guy.
Snapped!
A piece of spider silk is wrapped around the vulture's foot, and Spider-Man's annoying figure appears.
"Long time no see, Mr. Vulture, why do you come out to cause trouble again?"
"No wonder he ran so fast!" The vulture threw Gwen away with a dark face and flew directly into the air. Gwen stood on the roof of a building and looked at the vulture's retreating figure, with a confused look on his face.
"What happened to the vulture?" Gwen complained: "Why do you run away as soon as you see me?"
Gwen was a little confused, but in the blink of an eye she saw the news about the gang war and rushed there immediately.
Karl appeared in the alley, looking at a map appearing in his eyes, with a red dot moving slowly on it, he couldn't help but smile.
Long-term meal ticket, get it!
It was a pity that he didn't use other skills. After changing his clothes, he returned home and started cooking.
Gwen came back very late, she just glanced at the dining table and then ran back to change clothes.
Gwen put on a white bear shirt and shorts in the room, mixed the spider suit with her dirty clothes, and then went out to eat without worries.
After eating, Gwen helped wash the dishes and prepared to go back to bed.
George shouted, "Carl, put the dirty clothes in the washing machine."
"Okay!" Carl returned to the room and put the clothes in the basket and took them out. Gwen said without thinking: "Throw mine into the washing machine too."
Karl nodded and went to Gwen's room to pick up the basket.
Gwen suddenly felt something was wrong. When she saw Karl walking into the toilet with two baskets, he hurriedly shouted: "Carl, wait!"
But it was too late. Carl had already taken Gwen's basket and emptied the clothes into the washing machine. By chance, the dirty spider shirt was revealed.
When Gwen rushed in, she saw such a scene. Carl stared blankly at the clothes in the washing machine, and his spider suit was placed on top.
"Carl, me." Just as Gwen was about to speak, she saw Carl hurriedly taking out the spider suit and stuffing it into his arms, and then started to start the washing machine pretending that nothing happened.
Gwen frowned and looked at Carl, thinking: Is Carl a pervert?
