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

"You can't always be Gwen Stacy, because when you get married your last name will change..."

"Like...Gwen Sun?"

Beep!

Hearing the sound of the phone being hung up, Sun Wuming smiled, dropped his phone and went to take a shower.

He understood why Gwen became like this, it was all his fault.

There is still time for him to gradually change Gwen's behavior.

The overly saintly superhero Gwen is not what Sun Wuming wants to see. Being a superhero is a completely thankless job.

We have to consider the public's opinion and public opinion, and are always held back by those disgusting politicians.

Most importantly, there will be endless troubles.

Bad people always live more comfortably than good people, and people with low bottom lines often live more happily than those with high bottom lines.

What Sun Wuming needs to do now is to slowly lower Gwen's moral bottom line.

Ahem, it sounds evil, but it's really for her own good.

And a few streets away is a luxury apartment.

After hanging up the phone, Gwen blushed and her heart beat faster.

What, what Gwen Sun.

Is Wuming confessing his feelings to her?

No, this is too informal. We must have a grand ceremony.

That’s not right. Wuming hates these fancy superficial things, but at least you have to say it to my face before I agree.

What's going on on the phone?

But...Gwen Sun?

That sounds good.

What should I call my future child?

Is it better to have a boy or a girl?

With just that simple sentence, the girl fell into reverie, and her thoughts drifted to the warm scene of having both a son and a daughter decades later...

Chapter 23: Kamehameha, first display!

Sun Wuming's comfort is the best medicine for Gwen.

Let her put down the burden in her heart.

A person's inner strength not only comes from his own strength, but also from the support of family and friends, which is also an important part.

At least, Sun Wuming's statement is much more important to Gwen than her parents' support.

With a relieved mood, Gwen fell into a sweet dream.

...

A day passed quickly.

Because it was the weekend, Gwen came to Sun Wuming's home in the morning and spent a leisurely morning with him.

After lunch, I left on the pretext of going to Osborne Industries for internship.

However, feeling Gwen's jumping up and down, Sun Wuming naturally knew what she was going to do.

He himself took John's dog out for a walk.

Arrived at the Continental Hotel.

"Charon, I need to see Winston."

At the front desk, Sun Wuming, whose appearance had changed, went straight to the point.

Charon was stunned, but he immediately contacted his boss and soon got a reply.

"Sir, Mr. Winston is in the office. You can come over now."

"OK."

Sun Wuming nodded, took the dog and walked away.

There was only one huge office on the top floor of the hotel. Winston looked at Sun Wuming in front of him and asked softly:

"So, Mr. Tao Baibai, is there anything I can do for you?"

"Of course, Winston, you know about John."

Winston nodded slightly.

The home of the legendary killer John Wick was bombed, so as a local boss he naturally wanted to find out what happened.

"Remember what you promised me last time?" Sun Wuming's mouth twitched as he watched Gou Zi peeing on a street stall worth hundreds of thousands of US dollars.

After taking over the mission from Vladimir's brother.

Winston had promised him that if he completed his task, he would give him some information about the holder of a seat at the High Table.

Now that he was relying on John, he no longer had any use for it.

He came this time to force Winston to express his position.

"Well, Winston, it's time for you to make a choice. Do you want to continue to stand on Santino's side, or take over the Continental Hotel in New York completely?"

Winston was silent.

After working at the Continental Hotel in New York for so many years, he certainly wanted to take complete control of the hotel.

However, the seat of the Camorra family corresponds exactly to North America.

So on the surface he is the controller of the hotel, but in reality, he is controlled by others in every way.

Especially after that madman Santino came to power, the two of them had some grudges, and his life would definitely be more difficult.

Winston looked directly into Sun Wuming's eyes. "Can I trust you?"

"You have no choice, Winston, unless you want to be driven out and retire." Sun Wuming did not give in.

After a long moment, Winston sighed.

"Okay, you're right, what do you need me to do?"

"You don't need anything. When the time comes to go find Santino to place your handprints, just leave as quickly as possible."

Winston was stunned.

.......

It was late at night, and it was already early morning in Italy.

With a hint of regret, John killed the leader of the Mafia, Gianna, with whom he had a brief romance.

As expected, after he completed his mission, he was killed by people sent by Santino.

After a hard fight, we finally returned to the safe zone of the Rome Continental Hotel.

After simply treating the wound, John called Sun Wuming.

"ended."

"Okay, I can start now." Sun Wuming rubbed Gouzi's head and raised his glass to Winston who was drinking coffee beside him.

"Then it's your turn next."

"I see." Winston stood up, straightened his suit, and clapped his hands.

Two strong men came in and stood behind him.

Before leaving, Winston couldn't help but ask, "What exactly do you want to do? The Camorra family is not comparable to the Vladimir brothers."

"You'll know when the time comes. Go now and don't waste my time."

"Remember to walk faster. Don't blame me if you get hurt by mistake."

Sun Wuming yawned. It was already very late, and he had to finish his work quickly and go back to sleep.

He has classes tomorrow, and if he gets up late, Gwen will scold him again.

Seeing his attitude, Winston had no choice but to shake his head and leave the Continental Hotel.

Anyway, he didn't do anything out of line, so even if he failed, it wouldn't be blamed on him.

The old fox is very calculating.

The Camorra family's estate is also located on the Hudson River.

At this time, Santino was cleaning out the people from his sister's lineage. Corpses were everywhere in the manor, and blood gathered into a stream on the ground.

Winston remained calm as he stepped over corpse after corpse and went straight to the high-spirited Santino.

He took out a notebook and flipped through a few pages, which contained the record of the blood pact signed between him and John Wick.

"Sir, the blood alliance has been concluded. Please press your handprint to terminate the contract."

Winston's businesslike attitude made Santino unhappy.

According to the rules, he was the person in charge of the Camorra family at this time, and naturally became the controller of the seat at the high table.

Winston is just a wage earner, why shouldn't you please him?

With a cold face, he pressed his fingerprint and said, "I want to issue a wanted order for John Wick. The price is 700 million."

"Of course, please feel free to do as you please." Winston kept Sun Wuming's instructions in mind, and after seeing the handprint, he turned around and left without hesitation.

......

"Hey, seven million... Is John so valuable?"

On a hill not far away, Sun Wuming heard the conversation between the two and gasped.

What should I do if I feel moved?

Sun Wuming shook his head and said, forget it, seven million is just a small amount of money.