Comic Genus Hextech Tycoon

Carl was quickly promoted, but not in place of the dead clerk brother.

The homeless shelter seemed to be the equivalent of Martin's talent pool, a location he had other cronies to choose from.

So Carl was sent to the edge of one of the Chinatowns to run a ... Underground boxing ring.

It's a fairly gray, or illegal, industry, but Martin's connections and wealth are enough to support him in doing these things.

So this thing is not called an underground boxing ring, but a "New York City Wrestling League".

It is said that it is business, but Carl is mainly responsible for the security part, this place is located on the edge of Queens and Chinatown, anyone may come here, the business is not bad, but the danger is not low.

After a few days... With a paid break, Carl is now in much better shape, and he now rents a small apartment nearby, Martin's assets, at a relatively low price.

It feels good to have a house to live in, but he is not only a homeless man, he can be satisfied with having a house to live in - liver failure still affects him, to be honest, it is a miracle that he can still run and jump.

It's just clear that once the disease strikes, there may be no buffer time.

Death followed like a shadow, like the sword of Damocles hanging over his head.

"Where to get more Hex points..." Carl sat in his place, thinking about where else he could start after solving the problem of food and clothing.

In the underground boxing ring, everyone is shouting wildly, shouting for the people in the cage to kill their opponents, like a herd of wild beasts.

Such a noisy atmosphere made Karl also become irritable, he thought about it, took out his GLR-100 freezing gun, disassembled it casually, and exercised his hands-on ability.

But just as he started practicing, a ... Freak.

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Roar!"

the man on the stage let out a loud roar, suddenly raised his opponent, and then slammed it towards the audience!

The audience roared excitedly, and the host came up just in time, pointed at the audience, and shouted in a high voice: "Ready for more!" The

winner walked towards the host, a bearded guy with muscles thicker than his head and chest muscles as strong as iron.

He grabbed the host's microphone and shouted at his fans, "Bone Saw is ready

!" "As the name suggests, the way he defeated his opponents was to crush the bones in their

bodies!" "Bone saw! Bone saw! Bone saw!"

"Now, can you invite the next victim in?!" The host took back the microphone and said as he retreated towards the contestant tunnel, If he can stay in the cage with Bone Saw McGraw for three minutes, a total of $3,000 in prize money will belong..."

He paused and whispered to the contestant behind the curtain, "What's your name, kid?"

A somewhat green voice came from behind the curtain, and the host was shocked—

"Humanoid spider?

The host held up his glasses, decided to give the contestants a better name, and strode back to the stage.

"The total prize of $3,000 will belong to the terrifying, deadly—transcendent, Spider-Man!"

the curtain opened, the lights flickered, and a guy in a red sweatshirt stood stiffly at the entrance of the passage.

He was stunned for a moment, then turned back to the backstage and said, "My name is a humanoid spider..." "

I don't care, hurry up and roll up, stupid!" The

backstage pushed Peter, and he could only half-push and half-walk onto the stage.

Yes, this ghost is Peter Parker, who is trying to make money with his new ability.

All

the way onto the stage, in the face of other people's swearing and inverted colors, all he thought about was why didn't he call himself a humanoid spider?

"Iron cage! Iron cage! Iron cage!" It

wasn't until he walked up to the stage and looked at the iron cage that was gradually lowered that he reacted - he was already in the ring!

I didn't sign up for the Iron Cage Race! "

Hey, freak!" The

strong man's bone saw voice brought Peter's attention.

I saw this man evilly looked at the iron cage around him, and raised his three fingers: "I can play you for three minutes! Three minutes of game time!"

Ding

! The bone saw rushed towards Peter like a brute, Peter was shocked, his feet jumped suddenly, and the whole person was attached to the iron cage wall more than two meters high

! "Why are you going to the top!

Peter took a deep breath and felt good after finding that the opponent couldn't help himself, "That top is good, did your husband give it to you?" The

bone saw blushed, and immediately jumped towards the iron cage

! Peter jumped lightly, a backflip came behind the bone saw, and his movements that were more mysterious than gymnasts won the audience to exclaim again and again!

Landing steadily, Peter looked at his hands excitedly - all this is true! He really became quite powerful

! The movement of the bone saw is slow motion in his opinion, and as long as he jumps slightly, he can touch the top of the iron cage and stick to it!

The bone saw grabbed the folding stool and slapped it Peter's head

! Bang! The

huge force made Peter's eyes stunned, and the whole person was beaten down, and then a few stools were smashed on his back!

Keen perception became an obstacle to his ability to regain the initiative at this moment, and after the bone saw shot Peter, he threw away the folding stool, picked him up like a chicken boy, and slammed him against the wall!

In a hurry, Peter kicked out his right foot fiercely, and the bonesaw, which looked extremely strong, realized that something was wrong just the first kick, flew out directly, and smashed the iron cage!