American comic book: I, with my abundant martial virtue, love to do good to others.

A dozen minutes later.

Polaris, who came down from the second-floor laboratory, stood next to Lynn with a slightly strange expression.

"What's wrong?"

Looking at the North Star, Lynn put his phone away and asked with a smile.

"This is the first time I've known what Laura really wants."

Sitting next to Lynn, Polaris said softly, "Back in the orphanage, Laura acted very well-behaved and cute, but she just wanted to win the favor of the caregivers and the headmistress."

"But because of her mutant identity, no matter how hard Laura tried, the headmistress and the caregivers were terrified of her."

"Because of Laura's well-behaved nature, many people wanted to adopt her, but after learning that Laura was a mutant, they immediately gave up their plans."

At this point, Polaris paused for a few seconds: "She was very lonely at that time, until I entered that orphanage and slowly became friends with her."

"She actually cared a lot about that orphanage and was afraid of being abandoned again after leaving the orphanage."

"But in the end, we both still left."

Upon hearing Polaris's words, Lynn said, "I investigated that orphanage. The reason you left was because the director died of cancer, and the new director is full of hatred for mutants, right?"

"Um!"

Sitting next to Lynn, Polaris nodded, showing an obedient expression for the first time.

"Actually, it's not entirely the new director's fault, after all, his wife and children died at the hands of mutants."

"And although he harbored deep resentment towards mutants, he never mistreated either of us."

Polaris shrugged at Lynn and continued, "But only today do I understand what Laura truly wants."

"What she wanted wasn't a house, not a place she could move out of anytime, but a real 'home.'"

"So now Laura has burst forth with tremendous enthusiasm."

"I was on the second floor just now, listening to Laura tell Peter Parker about the reasons for the organization's formation and how the people inside should unite like a family."

"I was really surprised because this was the first time I had ever seen light in her eyes."

"It's like with this organization, Laura no longer has to worry about being abandoned."

At this point, Polaris looked up, her clear eyes meeting Lynn's, and said, "Thank you!"

"You are welcome!"

Lynn raised his hand and ruffled Polaris's hair, speaking like an older brother: "Lola has found her place in the world, what about you?"

Polaris didn't dislike Lynn's actions; in fact, she seemed to enjoy Lynn's "older brotherly affection."

"I want to find Magneto and ask him why, after adopting me, he abandoned me like a puppy, leaving me at an orphanage and ignoring me completely."

"I don't care whether he treats me like a daughter or not, I just want to know what I did wrong to deserve this!"

Hearing the complex emotions in Polaris's voice, Lynn patted Polaris's head: "From now on, stay by my side. At least I won't abandon you like the others did."

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"Um!"

He looked up and gave Lynn a big smile.

This is the first time Polaris has portrayed herself as a 14-year-old girl.

Unfortunately, the heartwarming scene didn't last more than a few seconds before Peter Parker's constant exclamations came from the second floor.

"OMG, that's so cool!"

"Is this the equipment Lynn prepared for me? The Spider Suit can even be bulletproof?"

"Really? A salary of three thousand dollars a month? That's fantastic! Uncle Ben and Aunt May won't have to worry about my college tuition anymore."

"I can actually have a laboratory? Good heavens, this way I don't have to secretly research spider silk launchers anymore."

Listening to the cheers coming from Peter Parker on the second floor, and Laura's seductive voice.

Lynn and Polaris exchanged a glance, then both burst into laughter.

It must be said that although Laura is only 13 years old, her ability to bewitch people is extremely powerful.

At least for now, Peter Parker has a very favorable impression of the Illuminati founded by Lynn.

Lynn couldn't wait to fill out an application form or something, even though she hadn't prepared one.

Peter Parker's face was filled with excitement as he walked down holding the Illuminati emblem.

"Lynn, thank you for the invitation. I really promise I won't let you down."

Seeing Peter's excited expression, Lynn raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "It's not about letting me down, but about never letting yourself down."

"Peter, you have a heart full of kindness and justice, which is excellent. I hope you can continue to maintain it."

Upon hearing Lynn's words, Peter Parker nodded solemnly.

"I believe I will live up to the reputation of the Illuminati, I guarantee it!"

Lynn smiled as he listened to Peter Parker's resounding assurance.

At the same time, Lynn gained a deeper understanding of Laura's "brainwashing" abilities.

At the same time.

Claire looked at him, covered in bruises, as if she had suffered a great deal of torment.

Jonathan clenched his fists tightly, his whole being exuding a violent aura.

He never imagined that that damned FBI agent, Kenny Davis, would not only kill his father but also leave him penniless overnight.

Now, he's not even willing to let Claire go!

Even though she had nothing left, even though he had caused her to end up homeless,

But why won't that damn guy let me go?

Watching Claire cry in sorrow, Jonathan grabbed his hair, a cold glint in his eyes.

When he was at his lowest and most desperate, Claire was like a ray of light illuminating the shadows in his heart.

Yet he himself caused this angelic girl to suffer such painful torment!

Taking a deep breath, Jonathan gently hugged the weeping Claire: "Don't worry, everything will be alright. I promise you'll never get hurt again, I swear!"

Hearing the sinister glint in Jonathan's voice, Claire looked up and said in a trembling voice, "Let's leave New York, okay? If we leave here, then he..."

"it's useless!"

Struggling to keep his voice calm, Jonathan forced a smile and said, "He's the FBI, the biggest violent organization in America. If he's not going to let us go, then it's no use going anywhere!"

"Don't worry, I'll handle this, I promise!"

It's worth noting that Kenny Davis still lives in his family's villa.

Jonathan made a decision in his mind.

In any case, I will never let Claire suffer any more pain!

After putting Claire to sleep, Jonathan sat quietly by the bed watching her.

After a long while, Jonathan bent down and kissed Claire on the cheek before resolutely turning and leaving.

The door closed gently, and Claire, who had been fast asleep, suddenly opened her eyes.

After seeing Jonathan leave, he took out his phone and sent a message to Alice.

As one of the largest organizations in the United States, the FBI launched a full-scale manhunt for cannibals who belonged to the same cult as the Felton family.

Regardless of their identities or how much wealth they possess.

Their only ultimate fate is to be imprisoned.

Even though the leader of this sect was in Europe, he could not escape the FBI's capture.

Thanks to the news media, the entire United States knew about this cannibalism case in just one day.

Countless people took to the streets, demanding that the authorities severely punish these damned cannibals.

Watching the television screen, I saw people repeatedly calling for the death penalty for these cannibals.

George Stacy shook his head and smiled at Lynn, "It's a pity. Since Michigan first abolished the death penalty in 1846, New York, New Jersey, and Illinois have also abolished it in recent years."

"Otherwise, these damned cannibals should be on the electric chair!"

Hearing Uncle George's words, Lynn laughed and said, "Compared to putting them in the electric chair, I think imprisonment for a lifetime is more torturous for them."

"Uncle George, the cannibals on the list are either state legislators or business elites."

They had become accustomed to a life of abundance.

"Putting them in heavy-duty prisons now would make them feel like they're living a life worse than death due to the stark contrast."

Hearing Lynn say that, George nodded with a smile.

Lynn was right; George Stacy had seen many people commit suicide in prison.

The reason is that the difference in their status inside and outside prison makes it difficult for them to adapt.

"However, I still wish those damned cannibals would sit in the electric chair. Only God knows how many people they have killed over the years."

As the two were chatting, Lynn Hall's phone suddenly rang.

Seeing that it was Alice calling, Lynn said something to George Stacy, then got up and went outside to answer the phone.

"Boss, we received a report that a big fish has taken the bait. It's currently swimming and observing in its old 'nest,' and I estimate its life is nearing its end."

The bait refers to Claire, the big fish is Jonathan Polly, and the target is Kenny Davis. "Let the big fish swim for a while; after all, the target is no ordinary person."

"Understood. Everything is ready on the black market. Once the big fish buys what he needs, the people on the black market will disappear."

"Well done! Find a way to make the big fish kill the invading target and then end its own life!"

"clear!"

After hanging up the phone, Lynn Hall went back inside.

Uncle Kenny Davis was, after all, the Deputy Attorney General, so his death had to be investigated.

Everything is now ready, and once Jonathan makes his move, Claire will disappear from New York.

After returning to her room, Lynn chatted with George Stacy for a while before going back to rest.

By this time, Gwen had been waiting in Lynn's room for quite a while.

Seeing Lynn approach, Gwen laughed and jumped into his arms: "What were you and Dad talking about? It's been so late! I have so much to tell you!"

Seeing Gwen snuggle into his arms, Lynn chuckled and patted her pert bottom before taking a badge out of his pocket and handing it to her.

[Illuminati - Spider Woman]

Looking at the design and inscription on the badge, Gwen asked curiously, "So, the organization we casually mentioned to Spider-Man has actually been established?"

"Yes, from now on, we are members of the Illuminati."

Gwen looked at the design on the badge with some delight, played with it for a while, and then looked at Lynn and asked, "Where's your badge?"

"The same as yours."

He took out his badge, which was engraved with the words "Illuminati - Leader".

He explained the Illuminati's organizational structure, ideology, base, and other details to Gwen.

Lynn then said, "Right now, there are only a few of us members in the Illuminati, but the number of members will definitely increase in the future."

Gwen ignored all of that and sat on Lynn's lap, laughing, "So you're our leader, huh? Well then, dear leader, would you like your subordinate, Spiderwoman, to serve you...?"

"Of course, as a leader, it is necessary for me to know the health status of the members within the organization."

"cut."

After giving Lynn a disapproving look, Gwen happily put away the badge and then chatted with Lynn about what had happened in the past week.

"New York was under partial lockdown for a while, and many gangs didn't dare to cause trouble. But Hell's Kitchen was still the same as always, just as chaotic."

"By the way, I heard that a street hero named Daredevil has appeared in Hell's Kitchen."

"In addition, a ruthless character appeared in New York. During the partial lockdown of New York, he actually slaughtered an entire gang."

"And he did it cleanly and efficiently. By the time my dad arrived at the scene with his men, the guy had already disappeared."

Gwen was happily swaying around, looking at her toes, and talking to herself about what had happened in New York recently.

Lynn's attention, however, was focused on that so-called ruthless character.

In fact, Lynn was aware of this matter as well. After the gang was completely wiped out, Alan Maxie had led a team to investigate it.

However, it seems someone is covering up the identity of this ruthless character, as even the FBI in New York has not been able to find him.

"By the way, Lynn, is Spider-Man's real identity Peter Parker?"

Gwen lifted her head from Lynn's shoulder and looked at Lynn curiously, asking a question.

"Your guess?"

"Um!"

Gwen nodded and recounted her guess.

At the same time, in an apartment building in Brooklyn.

"You'd better disappear for the time being; the FBI in New York is on your radar!"

Looking at Frank, who was wrapping his scratched arm with gauze, Nick Fury, wearing a leather trench coat and an eye patch, spoke.

"FBI?"

Despite Nick Fury's attempts to persuade him, Frank finished bandaging himself, picked up a beer from the table, and said, "I don't care about them."

After saying that, he downed a whole bottle of beer in one gulp.

"I know your capabilities, Frank. I'd even call you a 'Level 10 Agent,' but if S.H.I.E.L.D. hadn't been covering for you, you would have been exposed long ago!"

As he spoke, Nick Fury sat down opposite him: "And you should be thankful that the guy investigating you this time wasn't Lynn Hall, otherwise..."

"The young people who are interviewed on television during the day?"

Upon hearing Nick Fury's words, Frank put down his beer and said, "This is the first time I've seen you speak so highly of another official. What, besides me, you also want to recruit him?"

Nick Fury still values ​​Frank very much.

Although Frank is just an ordinary human, Nick Fury believes that anyone who is Frank's enemy will be a mutant or a superhuman.

They'll be the ones who die in the end!

"Lynn Hall is the second person who has piqued my interest in recruiting, but like you, he has rejected S.H.I.E.L.D.'s recruitment offers more than once."

At this point, Nick Fury stood up and said, "Get some rest. Now that you've avenged yourself, enjoy this world as an ordinary person."

After saying that, Nick Fury turned to leave.

Seeing Nick Fury walk to the door, Frank suddenly said, "Next time, let Nick Fury come in person. Don't worry, I won't blow his head off!"

17

Upon hearing Frank's words, Nick Fury paused in his tracks.

In the end, he didn't say much, but quickly left Frank's apartment.

Frank casually tossed a miniature bomb onto the table and picked up the remote to turn on the television.

The television was still broadcasting news about the "Felton family cannibalism case."

Look at the ordinary people on TV protesting with banners demanding the execution of cannibals.

Frank's voice was somewhat deep: "Ogre."

By the end of September, the sensational Felton family cannibalism case had come to an end.

In just half a month, all the cannibals were tried in courts in various cities.

Generally speaking, cases like this, involving a wide range of people and a large number of criminals, cannot be completed in less than six months, or even a year.

However, public opinion, from the president to the general public, has put enormous pressure on the judicial system.

Under this pressure, all cannibals were sentenced to life imprisonment with no possibility of parole.

This result satisfied everyone, and Lynn Hall became a hero in the eyes of democracy.

Early in the morning, on a flight from New York to Los Angeles,

This was the third note with a flight attendant's phone number that Lynn had received. However, the quality of American Airlines' flight attendants... Lynn could only say that her teeth weren't good enough to handle those middle-aged flight attendants!

"How does it feel to be a hero?"

Lynn put the note away, preparing to throw it in the trash can after getting off the plane.

"Director James Duke asked with a smile."

"It's not bad, but being recognized by everyone is a bit of a disadvantage when going out on field missions."

"Fortunately, people are forgetful, so it won't be long before they forget me."

Seeing that Lin En remained calm despite the shock and humiliation, Duke nodded in satisfaction: "If this had happened to Kenny or Allen, they would probably have jumped up in excitement. It's good that you can maintain this mindset."

At this point, Duke suddenly said, "You know what? A few days ago, the President and the Secretary of State discussed it and were preparing to personally award you the medal."

"However, he was eventually persuaded to stop. In his words, this was within the FBI's purview, and an internal commendation would suffice."

Upon hearing Chief Duke's words, Lynn asked with a smile, "The Department of Justice?"

"Who else could it be but them? That deputy minister of justice... Ha!"

Duke didn't continue speaking, and Lynn nodded without pressing further.

The Deputy Attorney General is Kenny Davis's uncle.

It goes without saying that this was a crucial moment when Richie Hood was in a sinecure, the deputy director position was vacant, and several assistant directors were vying for the director position.

As Kenny's uncle, it would be strange if the deputy minister didn't stab himself in the back!

However, he probably never imagined that Kenny Davis would soon be going to meet Morpheus in hell.

"Lynn, this time I'm taking you to Los Angeles to broaden your horizons. If all goes well, you might be able to get a managerial position sooner than expected!"

Upon hearing Director Duke's casual remark, Lynn feigned surprise but didn't dare to ask any questions. However, he knew in his heart that Duke was preparing to confront him!

As for why Los Angeles was chosen instead of New York, which is managed by Duke?

Lynn didn't know that either!

At the same time, on the Upper East Side of New York.

Alice stood by the window, watching Kenny Davis jogging through binoculars.

According to her investigation, Jonathan Polly had been quietly observing Kenny Davis's lifestyle for more than half a month.

In addition, the villa where Kenny Davis lives was Jonathan's former home.

Therefore, Alice believes that Jonathan's success rate in assassinating Kenny is at least 90%.

Success would be the best outcome, but even if it doesn't, I've prepared some backup plans to ensure Kenny doesn't survive the day.

As the executor of the "vendetta" plan, Alice naturally wanted to watch this spectacle herself.

On the road.

Kenny continued his morning run along the roads of the Upper East Side, occasionally nodding and smiling at people on the roadside.

As an affluent area of ​​New York City, this place is very safe, and the police will arrive within minutes if a crime occurs.

Furthermore, as an FBI agent, Kenny didn't think he would encounter any danger.

After running three miles along the road, Kenny Davis picked up his water bottle to rehydrate.

I've already finished half of my morning run. I'm going to run back, take a shower, and then head to work.

The fact that Lynn became a national hero put a lot of pressure on Kenny, who felt he had to find a way to surpass him.

After replenishing his water, Kenny was just about to head back.

But then he saw a man in a tattered trench coat with a full beard walking towards them.

Upon seeing this extraordinary fellow, Kenny Davis subconsciously frowned.

When will wealthy neighborhoods allow homeless people like this to live?

The moment the thought crossed his mind, the "homeless man" pulled a pistol from his tattered trench coat and pointed it at him.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Several gunshots rang out in succession, and before Kenny Davis could react, several bullets pierced his body.

Seeing Kenny Davis lying in a pool of blood, his face filled with fear and confusion, Jonathan laughed wildly with bloodshot eyes.

Gunshots shattered the tranquility of the affluent neighborhood, and soon some people took out their phones to call the police.

Inside a villa not far away.

"Alice, Jonathan has taken care of Kenny. It seems our backup plan is no longer needed."

Hearing Sean's voice through the earpiece, Alice asked, "Has everything been handled with Claire?"

"Don't worry, Claire is probably in some small Eastern European country right now. She's a smart woman; she knows what would happen if she came back. Now that she has a large sum of money, she definitely won't be coming back!"

"Keep a close watch on her. If she shows any signs of wanting to come back within the next three years, eliminate her immediately!"

After saying that, Alice took off her headset, but her gaze remained fixed on Jonathan.

If Jonathan hadn't chosen to commit suicide, someone would have "committed suicide" for him!

airport.

Just as Lynn Hall stepped off the plane, both of Duke's phones rang at the same time.

As soon as I picked up the phone and it connected, I heard Alice say in an "urgent" tone, "Boss, something bad has happened!"

Police have just received news of a shooting in the Upper East Side.

"According to the police investigation, the victim in the shooting was Kenny Davis from our department."

"Because of Kenny's special status, the NYPD reported the case to us."

"What?!"

Hearing Alice's angry and sad tone, Lynn immediately frowned and asked, "How could this happen? Where is the murderer?"

"Boss, the killer committed suicide after shooting Kenny Davis. It's not clear yet whether someone was behind the killer."

"I see!"

After hanging up the phone, Lynn turned to look at James Duke.

At this moment, James Duke frowned, and his expression was clearly unpleasant.

It wouldn't matter if an FBI agent died, the key point is that Kenny Davis is backed by the Deputy Attorney General.

The FBI happens to be under the jurisdiction of the Department of Justice!

"Chief, you've also received news of Kenny Davis's shooting death, right? Should we head back immediately?"

Seeing the director's very unpleasant expression, Lynn asked.

"No rush, let me make a phone call first!"

He gestured for Lynn to wait where he was, then James Duke took out his phone and walked to the side.

A few minutes later.

When Duke returned, his expression had clearly softened considerably.

"I've already contacted the Department of Justice. We must get to the bottom of Kenny Davis's case!"

Hearing the director's words, Lynn nodded solemnly and said, "We must investigate thoroughly. After all, Kenny is a member of our New York FBI."

"If someone kills him, it's like slapping the FBI in the face!"

Seeing Lynn's determined expression, Duke chuckled and patted Lynn's arm. "That's right, but before that, we have more important things to do!"

With that, Duke took Lynn and left the airport.

Outside the airport, rows of black Chevrolets were parked. When Duke came out, a group of men dressed in black suits, who looked like bodyguards, immediately stepped forward.

"Mr. Duke, everything is ready."

"Um!"

Nodding in satisfaction, James Duke gestured for Lynn to get in the car with him.

Inside a restaurant not far from the airport.

After watching Lynn and Duke get into the car, Polaris put down the food in her hand and left the restaurant.

Watching the convoy disappear into the distance, and recalling the tracking methods Lynn had taught him, he quietly followed them.

As the convoy continued along the road, it gradually passed through the bustling downtown area and entered the slums.

As I got out of the car, a tall building with more than ten floors came into view.

Compared to the surrounding slums, this building stands out conspicuously.

Security around the building is extremely tight, and there aren't even any homeless people around.

"Come on, I'll show you some good things."

Duke patted Lynn on the shoulder and went in first.

Lynn walked into the building alongside Duke.

But to everyone else's surprise, Lynn lightly tapped the ring on her middle finger with her thumb.

the other side.

After watching Lynn being dragged into the building by that group of people, Polaris felt two vibrations from the sensor in the ring.

He then looked around and found a place to hide.

The two vibrations from the sensor indicated that everything was safe; this was the agreed-upon way of communicating with Lynn.

Only if the sensor vibrates three times does it mean that there is danger to him.

Lynn originally didn't plan to bring Polaris along, since given Lynn's current hidden abilities, even if Hydra wanted to imprison or kill him.

I also have the ability to escape from them, or even to fight back and kill them.

Moreover, Lynn believed that Duke was preparing to confront him and formally recruit him this time.

As for Polaris, it was just an extra layer of protection that Lynn gave himself.

Once inside the building, everything seemed perfectly normal, just like a typical office building, with a receptionist and staff.

However, after entering the elevator, Duke scanned his fingerprints and iris.

Some hidden buttons have appeared on the elevator buttons.

"Sometimes, secrecy and security are paramount, Lynn. People like us, no matter how glamorous we may appear in public, need to learn to lie low until the 'future' arrives."

As the elevator plummeted downwards, James Duke looked at Lynn meaningfully and said...

Lynn looked utterly bewildered by Duke's meaningful words.

Duke saw this expression and chuckled, saying, "You'll understand soon enough!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator doors slowly opened.

Following Duke out of the elevator, Lynn saw rows of huge, transparent jars.

The inside of these jars is filled with an orange-red liquid, and each jar is connected to countless wires.

In front of these transparent tanks, one technician after another, dressed in white coats, were operating something.

Meanwhile, on the central control panel, several researchers were observing various sets of data.

Upon seeing James Duke arrive, the technicians immediately rushed over.

"Mr. Duke."

"How's the experiment going?"

"Everything is normal at the moment, but the experimental products produced have not yet met the standards and will require some more time for research."

Upon hearing the researchers' answer, Duke nodded: "What about the semi-finished product?"

"Mr. Duke, the semi-finished product has entered the human trial stage. Without exception, all the test subjects who took the blue and red semi-finished products briefly possessed various supernatural abilities."

"Unfortunately, this supernatural ability only lasts for a very short time. The blue semi-finished product can ensure that the test subject has supernatural abilities for thirty minutes to an hour."

"The red semi-finished product can extend the ability to two hours."

At this point, the researcher adjusted his glasses and said, "However, the side effects are also quite obvious."

After the supernatural abilities disappeared, the blue unfinished test subjects experienced side effects such as exhaustion, dehydration, and a significant decline in bodily functions.

"Of the test subjects who consumed the red semi-finished product, 70% died from exhaustion!"

Upon hearing the researchers' report on their findings, James Duke nodded in satisfaction.

Turning to look at Lynn's surprised expression, Duke smiled and said, "Surprised? But this is only a small part. Come with me!"

With that, Duke led Lynn forward.

Following Duke into the base, Lynn remained silent for a moment before asking, "Chief, I don't understand, here..."

"Lynn, what are your thoughts on this country, or even the world?"

Before Lynn could finish his question, Duke suddenly asked a question in return.

Just as Lynn was about to answer, seeing Duke staring into his eyes, he heard Duke continue, "Actually, this country isn't as wonderful as you might imagine."

"The poor believe that they can get rich as long as they work hard, and the people of humble origins believe that they can change their fate as long as they study."

"But in reality? This country is full of corruption, bureaucracy, capitalism, and the upward mobility of ordinary people is always controlled by a small group of people."

"They are greedy, tyrannical, and condescendingly exploit one ambitious young person after another."

"At the same time, for their own interests, they have instigated civil wars in one country after another."

At this point, Duke led Lynn forward, saying, "Lynn, compared to the average person in this country, you are actually very lucky."

"Because your adoptive father, George Stacy, was the commissioner of the New York Police Department, you were exposed to more things than others from a young age, and you had a much higher starting point than others."

"If the person who adopted you from the orphanage had been an ordinary person instead of him, what do you think you would be like now?"

Lynn did not respond to Duke's words, even though she was standing beside him.

However, the way they looked at Duke was full of suspicion, as if they regarded him as a spy from another country.

Seeing Lynn's wary and suspicious look, Duke smiled but didn't seem to care.

"Don't worry, I'm not a spy from another country."

Pushing open the door in front of them, what appeared before them was a long corridor.

Walking along the passage, you soon arrive at a black iron gate.

James Duke stopped in front of the black iron gate and looked at Lynn, saying, "Lynn, I've always had high hopes for you."

"That's why I brought you into the fraternity. In fact, you should understand what I just said."

"As an FBI member, you should know better than anyone that in the eyes of big shots, ordinary people are just ants that can be crushed at any time."

Hearing James Duke's words, Lynn's vigilance remained unwavering: "So, what is your true identity?"

Have you ever heard of Hydra?

As soon as Duke finished speaking, the black iron door suddenly opened.

Upon seeing the guy who opened the door, Lynn Hall "instinctively" pulled out his pistol.

The guy in front of them was none other than the vampire Lynn had ordered to let them go back in Europe.

When he saw Lynn pointing a gun at him, the vampire didn't react at all. Instead, he respectfully said to James Duke, "Hello, Mr. Duke."

"Um!"

Nodding to the vampire, Duke looked at Lynn and smiled, "Put down your gun, Lynn. You should know vampires aren't afraid of these bullets!"

After saying that, James Duke walked straight into the door without paying any attention to Lynn's actions.

After hesitating for a moment at the door, Lynn's expression was full of "gratitude".

"Actually, from the very first time I met you, I knew you would become one of us, Mr. Hall."

As he spoke, the vampire gestured to Lynn, "I know Mr. Hall, you may not be able to accept reality right now."

"But Mr. Hall, you've already got one foot in Hydra's clutches!"

Upon hearing the vampire's words, Lynn Hall remained silent for a few seconds before slowly lowering his gun.

"So the reason Duke ordered me to let you go last time was because you were also part of Hydra?"

"I am, but my family isn't."

In response to Lynn's question, the vampire invited Lynn in while saying, "Hydra's selection process is actually very rigorous, in order to prevent people from knowing that Hydra still exists."

"Since John Schmidt was defeated by Steve Rogers and Hydra was 'eliminated' by S.H.I.E.L.D., many members have gone into hiding."

"Through generations of slow infiltration, Hydra has now gained control over various sectors in most countries."

"You may not be able to imagine how large Hydra is now, Mr. Hall, but Hydra is far larger than you can imagine."

Lynn walked slowly forward beside the vampire, holding a pistol.

After a moment, Lynn spoke up: "Why me?"

"Because Mr. Duke values ​​you very much."

"In fact, it's not just you; we've developed excellent partners in various fields, but compared to them, Mr. Duke feels that you have more of a leadership quality."

As he spoke, the vampire led Lynn to Duke's side.

"Come here, Lynn, let me explain the real research focus of this base!"

Duke waved to Lynn, ignoring Lynn's wary gaze.

Inside a gang base in New York.

"Oh My God.:"

Looking at the dozens of gang members' corpses before him, the ground was covered in blood, and the walls were riddled with bullet holes.

Peter Parker instinctively gasped.

Pressing the communicator under his mask, Peter Parker quickly connected and immediately said, "Illusionist, is the Illusionist there? I've discovered a major case."

"My God, those guys from Gang 17 have all been killed. There are twenty-three bodies here."

"I need you to notify the NYPD immediately, and preferably inform the leadership!"

As he spoke, Peter Parker carefully checked his surroundings, trying to see if he had missed any clues.

But they were worried about disturbing the crime scene, so they could only rely on their spider senses to search slowly.

Within the base.

Upon hearing Peter Parker's call, Laura, who was playing a game, immediately put down her PSP.

"Twenty-three corpses? Are they all members of the 17th Gang? Could it be a gang war? As far as I know, those guys from the 17th Gang specialize in selling flour."

Also, Spider-Woman is on her way to you. I'll let the NYPD know, but the Leader and Polaris aren't in New York; they've gone to Los Angeles!

As soon as Laura finished speaking, Gwen's voice came through the communication channel: "Illusionist, I will notify the NYPD. Keep an eye on things from here."

"Once the NYPD arrives, Spider-Man and I need to get out of there as quickly as possible!"

As she said this, Gwen landed directly outside the 17th gang's base, swinging on her spider web.

Noticing Spider-Woman approaching, Peter Parker immediately stepped out: "Spider-Woman, you probably don't know, this place is practically a slaughterhouse. My God, I can't even imagine who killed them."

"However, based on my examination of the traces at the scene, I deduced that there was only one murderer who killed Gang 17."

"My God, I simply can't imagine how he did all that!"