Marvel: Ma'am, I'm your husband's boss

"You finally came out. I thought you were going to watch me being killed by her!" Mrs. Osborne seized the opportunity and punched Inez Temple in the face. Then, with her uninjured hand, she put the gun to her head and said to Fisk speechlessly.

"I can't bear to do that." Fisk threw Inez Temple into the bathroom and entered the bathroom through the narrow window. His palm gently brushed Mrs. Osborne's cheek and smoothed her messy hair.

Mrs. Osborne raised her head slightly and looked at Fisk, with a look of relief and a hint of anger in her eyes.

Inez Temple wanted to run, but Fisk suddenly kicked her in the abdomen, sending her flying and hitting the bathroom door not far away.

The huge impact made Inez Temple groan in pain. She felt as if all her internal organs had shifted.

She struggled to stand up, but the pain in her body made it difficult for her to move. Fisk slowly turned his head and looked at Inez Temple coldly, "Do you think you can escape?" His voice was low and intimidating.

Inez Temple gritted her teeth, her eyes revealing stubbornness and indomitable spirit.

She endured the pain and tried to get up again, preparing for a final resistance.

Fisk looked at Inez Temple's proud breasts with an interested expression at first, but then he suddenly curled his lips and said, "It's just an airport. Why fill it with these man-made objects? Tsk tsk." Inez Temple's face turned red in an instant, and then turned into anger.

She glared at Fisk, "What do you know! This is my choice."

"What's fake is fake after all." Fisk turned to look at Mrs. Osborn, "What's real is always real, isn't it, Mrs. Osborn?"

Mrs. Osborne rolled her eyes, twisted her wrist to reconnect the bone, and was about to leave, but unexpectedly Fisk pulled her back, "What are you doing? I have to go back to entertain the guests!"

"Don't worry, there's still time, right?"

Fisk bent his head and kissed Mrs. Osborne.

Inez Temple looked at this scene angrily. She suddenly saw the pistol dropped beside her and was about to pick it up when she found that her body was suddenly out of control, as if a mountain was pressing down on her. Then she floated to Fisk's side...

I won't write it down. Just go and read it yourself.

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Peter Parker dragged Harry Osborn to the bathroom and they immediately saw the bodies lying at the door.

Harry Osborn was stunned and his face turned pale. He had never seen such a scene before, and his legs suddenly became weak and his body trembled slightly.

Peter Parker walked over and wanted to push open the bathroom door, but at this moment, a loud voice suddenly came from inside the door. It was a woman's scream.

Peter Parker felt that the name sounded familiar, but Harry Osborn suddenly raised his head and shouted "Mom", then he didn't know where he got the strength from, and rushed towards the door.

Peter Parker quickly reached out to stop Harry, but Harry was like a possessed man at this moment, desperately trying to rush into the bathroom.

The sound from inside the door became clearer and clearer. The sound was melodious and sometimes as high-pitched as a sharp whistle, hitting people's eardrums as if it could penetrate the soul.

Sometimes it is as low as a dull hum, with a depressing atmosphere. The frequency keeps changing, like a mysterious movement, making it hard to understand.

Among them, Mrs. Osborne's voice is like pain and joy. The painful part is like being stabbed by a sharp weapon, making a sharp and trembling cry, and the voice lingers in the high pitch area, with endless fear and struggle, while the joyful part seems to be immersed in some wonderful feeling, the voice becomes soft and gentle, wandering in the middle and low pitch area, with an indescribable ambiguity...

Harry didn't know where he got the strength from, but he finally broke free from Peter Parker and broke open the door. However, there was nothing behind the door except the corpses of two mutants, as if everything that had just happened was an illusion.

Apart from that, there was only an open window in the distance, and an unknown liquid slowly sliding down from the edge of the windowsill.

"Mom?" Harry walked around the bathroom and didn't see his mother. He was completely relieved. It seemed that he might have just hallucinated. Peter Parker walked to the front of the window, touched the liquid on the windowsill with his hand, put it in front of his nose and smelled it. The familiar smell rushed into his nasal cavity.

He felt as if he had smelled this smell not long ago.

But I don't know why, I just couldn't remember it for a moment.

Just then, a scream was heard outside the bathroom.

It seemed that other guests had finally discovered the bloody incident.

Peter Parker dragged Harry outside.

Chapter 187 Mr. Justin, what are you doing here?

Mrs. Stacy looked at the banquet scene around her in a daze. She didn't know what was going on.

However, the originally orderly banquet suddenly became so chaotic. I think something serious must have happened.

Her eyes shuttled through the chaotic crowd, people were running and shouting in panic, their faces full of fear. The exquisite decorations were smashed to pieces, and the gorgeous lights were swaying in the chaos, casting strange light and shadows.

Mrs. Stacy frowned slightly, feeling uneasy.

However, she had seen big scenes before, so she did not show any panic, which was much better than more than 90% of the people present.

Standing next to her, Clea had beautiful long white hair. The hair cascaded down like a waterfall, shining with a silvery luster under the light, as if it was woven from the purest snowflakes. Each strand of hair was delicate and smooth, and when it fluttered gently, it seemed to have a mysterious magic that made people want to reach out and touch it.

And she is one of the ten percent.

Kelly looked around. She was very calm, as if the chaos before her had nothing to do with her. Her eyes were clear and deep, without any panic or fear. Her beautiful long white hair fluttered gently, adding to her mystery and elegance.

She raised her chin slightly and slowly scanned the chaotic crowd, as if she had expected all this. Her curvy figure still looked so upright in the chaos, exuding a unique aura.

Kelly is a top cardiac surgeon.

It's not just reflected on the operating table.

But it is reflected in all aspects.

Kelly suddenly turned her head and looked behind her. She saw Lester take a step forward, with a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes.

Lester's figure stood out against the chaotic background, and there was an imperceptible sharpness in his eyes.

Kelly narrowed her eyes slightly, her long white hair fluttering gently, as if responding to her inner alertness. She straightened her body, and her curvy figure exuded an invisible sense of oppression.

He vaguely protected Mrs. Stacy within the range of his body's control.

Lester narrowed his eyes. He originally just wanted to come over to protect Mrs. Stacy, but now, his eyes were completely on Kelly's body. He could feel a strong sense of oppression from this woman, and it was obvious that this woman was not an ordinary person. It was just that Lester had not noticed any threat from her before. He used to think that she was just like an ordinary person, but now it seems that there is something wrong with his perception ability, or this woman has some ability to conceal herself.

Lester's heart was filled with a strong sense of vigilance. He carefully observed Kelly, trying to find out the secrets hidden in her. However, Kelly remained calm, as if she didn't care about Lester's scrutiny. Her long white hair danced gently in the chaotic air, adding a mysterious atmosphere to her. Lester's eyes became more solemn.

His hands were gently placed on his waist.

Lester continued walking forward.

Mrs. Stacy turned her head and saw Lester walking towards her.

His eyes flickered and he asked in a puzzled tone, "Where is your boss?"

As these words came out, the vague aura on Kelly's body disappeared without a trace in an instant. It was as if the mysterious and powerful sense of oppression had never appeared, and Kelly turned back to her harmless appearance.

She stood there quietly, her long white hair falling softly on her shoulders, her eyes clear and innocent, as if all the feelings she had just given Lester were just a fleeting illusion.

But Lester was sure that his perception would never be wrong.

Although a flash in the pan lasts for a very short time, it is definitely something that really happened.

It can't be an illusion.

"Hey, I heard there's a beauty here who wants to see me?"

Lester didn't have time to answer.

Fisk's voice suddenly came from the side.

He was wearing a spotless white suit, and his sturdy and strong figure stood behind Mrs. Stacy like a wall. He had a gentle smile on his face, as if everything was under control.

Mrs. Stacy heard the voice coming from behind her and immediately relaxed. Although she knew that Fisk would not have any accidents, she still couldn't help but feel worried about him.

She slowly turned around and looked at Fisk, her eyes full of relief and peace of mind: "I'm glad you're okay." She said softly. Fisk nodded slightly, "Don't worry, everything here is under my control." His voice was steady and confident, making people believe his words involuntarily.

Kelly also cast her gaze on Fisk's body. Her pupils, which had been pretending to be harmless, suddenly flashed with seriousness again.

She could clearly feel the power in Fisk's body, which was like a volcanic eruption. Just when Fisk turned his body, Kelly could feel the slight collision sound of the muscles and bones in Fisk's body when they were squirming. What a strong man he was.

Kelly's eyes swept over Fisk's body, as if she could see through the white suit and see the tight muscles and strong capital hidden underneath. Her cheeks were slightly red. The momentary shyness made her originally cold temperament more attractive. She bit her lower lip slightly, trying to calm herself down, but her eyes were still involuntarily attracted by Fisk.

She secretly marveled in her heart that this man not only had great strength, but also had an irresistible charm. In this chaotic environment, he was like a towering mountain, giving people a solid sense of security.

Kelly's heartbeat involuntarily quickened a few beats. She didn't know why she had such a reaction, but she knew that this man had left a deep impression in her heart.

"What happened?" Mrs. Stacy didn't notice that Kerry was abnormal. She subconsciously stuck to Fisk's body, as if only in this way could she find a little peace in this chaotic situation.

He patted Mrs. Stacy's shoulder gently and said, "Don't worry, they are just some clowns. They have been dealt with." Fisk's voice was steady and powerful, which gradually calmed Mrs. Stacy's heart.

"Oh!" Mrs. Stacy only remembered at this moment that Kelly was standing next to her.

She immediately introduced Fisk, "This is Kelly, my college classmate, who has very high attainments in cardiac surgery." Then she introduced Fisk to Kelly, "This is my...fiancé." Mrs. Stacy did not hesitate, but she suddenly considered that she and Fisk seemed to be not married yet, so she used the word fiancé instead of husband.

"Hello, Mrs. Clea!" Fisk held Clea's hand and kissed the back of her hand gently.

"Clarkley isn't married yet!" Mrs. Stacy suddenly said. Her voice broke the brief silence, but also added a different kind of liveliness to the scene. Mrs. Stacy looked at Fisk and Clarkley with a hint of teasing and laughter in her eyes.

"Really? Haha, that's my fault, ma'am. Please forgive me for my rudeness." Fisk laughed heartily, instantly dispelling the tense atmosphere around them. "I'm so sorry, beautiful lady, my poor judgment led me to make such a mistake. I hope you can forgive my rashness."

Kelly smiled, and that smile was as beautiful and moving as a flower blooming in spring. She shook her head slightly and said softly, "It's okay, Mr. Fisk, your behavior is very gentlemanly, I don't feel offended."

"Well, now that you're okay, I feel relieved. Let's go. It looks like we have to end tonight's party early." After a few words of casual chat, Mrs. Stacy made a suggestion.

Fisk shook his head and said in an apologetic tone, "Sorry, dear, I still have some things to take care of here. I'm afraid I can't go back with you. I'll let Lester take you back first! I'll go back after I finish my things here."

"Is there any danger?" Mrs. Stacy asked with some concern.

"Don't worry, everything is under my control." After chatting for a while, Fisk asked Lester to take Mrs. Stacy and Kerry back. Lester stood aside respectfully, waiting for the two ladies. Although Mrs. Stacy was still worried, she also knew Fisk's ability, so she nodded and followed Lester away with Kerry.

Fisk looked at their backs as they left and breathed a sigh of relief. He then walked out of the banquet hall again, but was blocked by Harry Osborn as soon as he walked out of the banquet hall. Harry Osborn looked at Fisk, who was as strong as a mountain, swallowed his saliva, and asked in a somewhat cold tone: "Mr. Fisk, have you seen my mother? Peter said that she just left the banquet hall with you. I can't find her now. Do you know where she went?"

Fisk narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at Harry Osborn's anxious appearance, and couldn't help feeling extremely comfortable in his heart.

A faint smile appeared on his face. "Don't worry, Mr. Osborn. Your mother is safe. She just had a small accident and I got separated from her. But she shouldn't be in any danger and should come to you soon, Mr. Osborn."

"Is this really the case?" Harry Osborn's eyes were still full of doubt.

"Of course!" Fisk nodded. Harry Osborn looked at Fisk's confident expression. Although he still had doubts in his heart, he didn't know how to continue asking. Fisk nodded slightly, said no more, turned around and said goodbye. He walked towards the elevator with steady steps.

When the elevator door opened again, a bright hall appeared in front of them, but the white marble tiles were covered with blood. Three or four dying mutant killers were lying on the ground, their bodies twisted, blood still oozing from their wounds, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

Mrs. Osborne was leaning against the wall, her evening gown replaced with the sportswear she usually wore when running, smoking a cigarette. Her face was a little pale, but her eyes revealed a kind of stubbornness.

Seeing Fisk coming back here, she subconsciously wanted to walk over, but just as she took a step, she stumbled, her face turned pale, and she subconsciously covered her lower abdomen. She rolled her eyes in Fisk's direction in annoyance, leaned against the wall again and did not walk over, but said in a strange tone: "What's the matter? Have you said hello to your old lover?"

"I asked Lester to take them home."

Fisk chuckled and walked over to support Mrs. Osborn. "Tsk, Mrs. Osborn, didn't you say you have a strong recovery ability?"

Mrs. Osborne reached out and punched Fisk in annoyance. Her fist hit Fisk's strong muscles as if it had hit a wall. She grimace in pain and gasped.

"You damn bastard, you were almost discovered by Harry. Fortunately, Harry didn't find out in the end. If Harry had found out, I really don't know how to face him. I don't know why you were so anxious. You had to be in that kind of place and open the window. Oh my God, Harry must have heard the noise."

Fisk raised the corner of his mouth slightly, revealing a slightly teasing smile: "You can't blame me for this, who made you so charming?

Besides, your mouth is on your body, I can't cover your mouth.

As for Harry, even if he heard anything, he wouldn't have thought it was us."