American comics: Transformed into a superhero, Spider-Gwen is shocked

What a terrible loss.

It was obvious that the opponent's speed and strength were far inferior to hers (Gwen admitted it herself), but when the real fight started, she was led by the nose and could not gain any advantage at all.

It turns out that in this world, she is not the only one who is special, she is far from it.

After all, she was just a seventeen-year-old girl, and the blow she received tonight was really too much. After soaking for half an hour, Gwen was still in a bad mood.

The habit she had developed over the years made Gwen subconsciously call Sun Wuming.

......

Brooklyn, a quiet neighborhood, is full of single-family villas covering a considerable area.

This is another property of Sun Wuming.

Even if he has a good relationship with John Wick, Sun Wuming will not tell him his address as long as he does not want others to know his true identity.

So, what John Wick meant by arriving at his home was actually referring to the house that Sun Wuming purchased under the identity of Tao Baibai.

Some task commissions will also be sent here, but whether to accept them depends on Sun Wuming's mood.

After being scared away by Gwen's rogue fighting style, Sun Wuming flew here directly and saw John Wick sitting at the door with a dusty face and his clothes were covered with dust.

There is also such a dog around.

"You came."

Seeing Sun Wuming falling from the sky, John Wick was stunned for a moment, but then he regained his composure.

We've all seen teleportation, so flying shouldn't be a big deal.

"Your house was bombed. Who did it?"

Sun Wuming opened the door and walked in with the man and the dog.

"Santino Antonio, he came over with the Blood Alliance and wanted me to help him kill someone, but I refused."

John shrugged, and Sun Wuming gestured for him to get whatever he wanted to drink, then took out some orange juice from the refrigerator and drank it all in one gulp.

"Blood alliance? This time it's your problem, John." Sun Wuming raised his eyebrows.

For the underground world controlled by the Gaozhuo Society, the Blood Alliance is a solemn and sacred rule.

Once you sign a blood pact and press the blood fingerprint, you must unconditionally do something for the other party, even if it means you are asked to die.

John Wick has gone too far. He signed a blood pact but was unwilling to abide by it. He deserves his house to be bombed.

"I know." John sighed, sinking deeply into the soft sofa, with a look of fatigue on his face. "But I'm tired of this kind of life. I'm retired and I really don't want to be dragged into their vortex again."

"He asked me to kill Jaina, the ruler of the Camorra family and a member of the High Table."

"John." Sun Wuming looked at him and said seriously, "Now that you have stepped into the quagmire, it will not be easy to get out."

"Unless you're as strong as me."

John rolled his eyes and asked, "Are you educating me or bragging about yourself?"

However, he had to admit that if he had the power of Sun Wuming, he would not have to sign a blood pact with Santino, and he could have solved the problems of the past by himself.

Sun Wuming ignored his expression and continued:

"If I were you, I would complete the blood pact first, and then kill Santino."

John nodded. "That's exactly what I'm going to do. I came to you just to keep this little guy here for a few days and borrow two gold coins."

As he spoke, he pulled the dog leash.

"It's a small matter, but I have a little suggestion here. Would you like to listen to it?" A light flashed in Sun Wuming's eyes.

John was startled: "You say."

"You go and complete the blood alliance. Leave Santino to me. I will arrange a dignified exit for him."

John frowned and said, "Your target... is the Camorra family?"

The Camorra family might be more familiar to the public by a different name.

mafia.

It’s a bit funny. The whole world knows that the Mafia originated in New York, but few people know that the authentic Mafia is actually in New York.

In the 18th century, there was a wave of immigration from Europe to America, and the Mafia came to this uncivilized land.

After hundreds of years of development, their influence here has become extremely huge.

They are active in flour, sex, and even arms.

He is also one of the twelve seats in the Gaozhuo Society.

And Santino Antonio is the younger brother of the Camorra family's ruler.

His sister, Jaina, is John's target this time.

Santino's purpose is self-evident. He wants to kill his sister and usurp the throne so that he can control such a huge interest group.

"That's right. I don't want to be a worker all my life, but old man Winston has been refusing to give me any information about the holders of the High Table seats."

"I didn't expect that this idiot Santino would help me."

Sun Wuming smiled and nodded. John was silent for a moment, then stretched out his hand.

"make a deal."

Chapter 22: Gwen confides that bad people always live more comfortably than good people.

Seeing John agreed, Sun Wuming also smiled.

The reason why Sun Wuming is so jealous of the High Table Society is not because he is so eager for power.

In fact, he was just trying to save trouble.

In the United States, in New York, the underground world often speaks more effectively than the white world.

The High Table holds such strong dark power in New York that it is no exaggeration to say that Kingpin is now just a younger brother in the eyes of the High Table.

Don’t those congressmen and municipal officials know about this killer organization that is so arrogant that it has set up its base in the city center?

They know it, but no one is willing to care, because darkness is also part of this city.

Living in the secular world, you cannot just rely on your fists to speak, as doing so will only make you a heretic in people's eyes.

Sun Wuming doesn’t care about other people’s opinions, but he can’t become a lonely person with Gwen.

The reason why we are human beings is that we live in a society full of various interpersonal relationships.

Therefore, if you want to live a comfortable and high-quality life in the future, you need to have background and power.

Otherwise he's just a little jerk who can fight.

Sun Wuming didn't ask for much. He just wanted to bring the High Table's influence in New York under his control to provide funds for his lazy life and handle some small matters.

He was too lazy to care about other places.

The reason why John Wick agreed was simple.

Killing a member of the High Table would definitely cause trouble. At least that bastard Santino would definitely want to use his head to appease the rest of the family.

"I'll take the dog with me first. The gold coins are in the kitchen drawer. Call me when you've dealt with Jaina."

After finishing his talk, Sun Wuming was ready to retreat.

"Okay, I'll go to Italy tomorrow. I wish your plan goes well." John nodded and stood up to see him off.

He took the dog leash from John's hand and flew away directly under the dog's horrified gaze.

In the silent night, the shrill barking of dogs could be heard from high in the sky, making many people who were enjoying the nightlife think they were hallucinating.

.....

After returning home and just about to take a shower and go to bed, Sun Wuming heard his cell phone ringing in the bedroom.

When he saw Gwen's name, his heart tightened.

Why did Gwen call him so late? Did she know his identity?

"Hello? Gwen, why are you still awake so late?"

Without time to think, Sun Wuming said calmly after answering the call.

"Wuming? Are you asleep?" Gwen's weak voice came from the microphone.

"Not yet. I was just about to take a shower. You know my schedule. It's impossible for me to sleep at this time. What's the matter?"

Sun Wuming calmed down a little, and from the tone of his voice one could tell that he was just worrying too much.

Gwen: "Nothing, I just suddenly felt a little irritated and wanted to talk to you."

After the call was connected, Gwen suddenly realized that even if she called Wuming, she wouldn't be able to tell him what happened.

Especially after knowing that Wu Ming was not impressed by what Spider-Woman did, she was ready to keep this secret deep in her heart.

But now that the call was connected, Gwen couldn't just say nothing. She could only say:

"Can I ask you a question?"

"What's wrong with you today? Why are you speaking so politely?" Sun Wuming pretended to be surprised.

"Maybe it's because it's already twelve o'clock, the time for Internet Depression Music, as you said."

Gwen was startled, realizing that she was being a little too strange, and quickly returned to her normal tone:

"Tell me, if I change a little, will you still be... the same as before?"

"Then are you still Gwen?" Sun Wuming asked back.

"Of course, I will always be Gwen Stacy." Gwen answered without hesitation.

"That's it." Sun Wuming said in a relaxed tone, "It's normal for people to change, but as long as you are Gwen and your feelings for me haven't changed, then nothing can affect you and me."

"Really?" After hearing Sun Wuming's attitude, Gwen, who was curled up in bed, broke into a big smile.

"Of course it's true. Why would I lie to you?"

"But there is one thing I need to refute you."

"What?" Gwen asked curiously.