Chapter 24: Playing Big

"I am rich!" With such a domineering statement, everyone in the room was left with internal injuries from the shock. In the eyes of Old Thompson, a guy with overly pale skin who clearly didn't spend much time in the sun, and who was even more impressive than his son Eugene, could only be explained by "technology and fierce activity."

It had to be one or the other, or perhaps both.

In this land, the wealthy were already fearsome enough.

But what was even scarier than the wealthy was the fact that the wealthy were more audacious than regular folks!

Not to mention, this was a wealthy individual endorsed by the Stark Group.

Could anyone just use the Stark name casually?

The Stark family was a military-industrial complex—the most untouchable financial conglomerate in all of America!

To put it without exaggeration, if the military-industrial complex so much as sneezed, the entire Congress would tremble.

Old Thompson's back was drenched in cold sweat.

He couldn't help but feel relieved that Ang wasn't planning to deal with his son, otherwise, he wouldn't know how he'd have met his end.

Louis, who saw this scene from the side, also had some thoughts: Recently, the security company above him asked for a regular report on Ang. If he reported truthfully, Ang would definitely deal with him... No way! A person with such wealth and power, who might even be the boss of metahumans, where would he find someone like that? How could a mere bodyguard like him afford to offend him?

Louis secretly decided to find an opportunity to have a serious talk with Ang.

However, the subsequent events seemed to develop unexpectedly for everyone.

After 'Lightning' was taken down, instead of being angry, he was surprisingly exclaiming in excitement, "Ang, you're amazing! How did you do that? Can you teach me!?" He crawled over, grabbing Ang's right hand with both hands, enthusiasm and excitement in his eyes, every note of his voice carrying a sense of admiration.

"Not difficult. First, run 10 kilometers every day, do a hundred push-ups, a hundred..." Ang casually told him the training routine of One Punch Man.

"What else? What else!?"

"Of course, that's just the basics. Then, based on your training needs, you strengthen it. I do a thousand sword strikes."

"Sword strikes? Is that like Eastern swordsmanship?"

The atmosphere on the scene suddenly changed, looking very much like a handshake event between a big star and a fan.

Ang knew that Eugene had become a little fanboy of Spider-Man in different parallel worlds, so this guy came with the [Star Chaser] attribute. As long as you impressed him in some aspect, he'd follow you wholeheartedly.

Eugene was like that in countless worlds, and this Eugene in this world was the same.

Since Eugene had the talent to become a [Venom Agent], Ang didn't mind having him as an underling. After all, he needed someone to watch the door or take bullets for him if necessary!

Even if Future Eugene ended up losing his legs, Ang could still give him a [Weak Flesh, Mechanical Ascension]!

One willing to be an underling, one willing to take in an underling.

The atmosphere suddenly improved.

Even though high school students were prohibited from drinking, Eugene seemed a bit tipsy even from drinking juice. He eagerly spent more than half an hour discussing training methods with Ang, until Dana gave Ang a meaningful look and said, "Boss, you need to attend Mr. Stark's party at ten."

"In that case, I won't disturb Mr. Stark." Old Thompson made a hasty retreat.

And so, both sides inexplicably enjoyed themselves.

On the other side, as expected, Peter fell into reminiscing about his parents as soon as he got home. He immediately searched through boxes, looking for his parents' belongings.

Meanwhile, a conversation was taking place in the Stacy household.

Just as George Stacy, the Police Commissioner of New York City, was driving his daughter back home, he couldn't help but speak up, "I heard that guy, Ang, came to see you today."

Gwen became alert, "Dad, he came for Peter. I was just a bystander."

Gwen brought up the fact that Peter's parents were biologists.

George breathed a sigh of relief, "So, he's here for Parker. That makes sense."

"Dad..." The drawn-out tone in Gwen's voice carried a hint of a pout.

But wasn't it true?

Gwen interning at Osborn Corp, pursuing a path in biotech, and Peter, coming from a scientific background, used to make George think Peter was a bit below their family's league, even though they had been childhood sweethearts. But now, they were on equal footing.

George chuckled, then turned serious, "That Ang, try not to provoke him too much."

"Why's that?"

"I received a message from an old friend in Gotham City. I've managed to gather some inside information." Gwen's father's seriousness made Gwen pay attention.

"Ang is a mysterious wealthy second generation in Gotham. No one knows his origins, but it seems like he has endless wealth. He's the unrivaled black gold VIP in all nightclubs. Half a month ago, he set his sights on the pillar of the Black Mask Club, the female lead singer nicknamed [Black Canary]."

At this point, George stopped, and Gwen instantly remembered that Ang's secretary wasn't just beautiful; she also had a very pleasant voice.

"According to rumors, Ang took away the Gotham mob boss, [Black Mask] Roman Sionis, and a fierce conflict broke out between them. Can you guess the result?"

"Ang and Black Canary appeared in front of me, meaning [Black Mask] lost?" Gwen was always interested in these kinds of dark rumors.

"More than losing, his base of operations, the Black Mask Club, was blown into the sky, and he himself is dead! Recently, the entire Gotham City DC area has been engulfed in gang wars every night, fighting for the territory that used to belong to the Black Mask. My old friends are going crazy."

Gwen quickly grasped the point, "Is there evidence that Ang did it?"

"Evidence? Of course not! Even if there was, a wealthy man like him would have a well-established lawyer to get him off. The official narrative is that [Black Mask] died at the hands of Joker's henchmen. But don't forget—Ang is the one who gained the most from this. Now, no gang in all of Gotham dares to trouble him."

Gwen gave a sarcastic eyeroll, "So, it's a guilty assumption?"

Her dad was taken aback, "Anyway, a playboy like him will only toy with women and then cruelly discard them."

He got too engrossed in the conversation, and at the green light at the intersection, he forgot to drive, only realizing when the car behind honked loudly. He had to start the car quickly.

The father-daughter conversation came to an end.

In fact, the crux of the matter was that Gwen's father was worried about his daughter's cabbage being stolen by a trash person. Since it was going to be stolen anyway, he might as well let Peter Parker, who knew the family roots, have it cheaply. It was much better than ending up with the bastard child of a wealthy second generation.

He never imagined that his daughter's feelings would change.

If Gwen was a typical Ivy League student, and together with Peter Parker, perhaps that would have been a good choice. A match made in heaven, and they were childhood sweethearts to boot.

Unfortunately, this Gwen was now Spider-Woman!

Late at night, after Gwen's parents fell asleep, as expected, she put on her black and white Spider-Woman suit, using her web strands to swing through the night sky of the city that never sleeps, New York.

Gwen was exhilarated by the wind whistling in her ears and the intense excitement brought about by centrifugal force. She couldn't help but let out a shout that she, as a straight-A student, would never have done during the day.

"Wow-oh-oh-oh—"

"So awesome!"

"This is life!"

Having been bitten by a mysterious spider, Gwen had gained the superpowers of Spider-Woman. Not only was her agility greatly enhanced, but her senses had also become extremely acute.

Recalling the way Peter was bullied by Lightning earlier in the day, Gwen was getting ready to intervene if not for Ang's bodyguard appearing. She was planning to stand up for Peter.

A man who couldn't even protect himself from bullying, let alone protect others... The more Gwen thought about her dad wanting her to marry Peter, the more annoyed she became.

This was a psychological gap.

If it were any other world, Peter being Spider-Man and Gwen being a regular human, their relationship might have made sense. After all, admiration for heroes often led to romantic feelings. This was particularly true when they were childhood friends.

But in this case, it was reversed, and Gwen no longer felt much for Peter.

Just then, Gwen suddenly saw a mugging taking place.

Using her web strands, she swooped down.

With just one glance, she shot the gun-wielding mugger against the wall.

Don't misunderstand, she used a lot of web strands, sticking the poor guy to the wall in the shape of the Greek letter Ω, wriggling around like a worm in the process, and wailing.

Gwen was quite satisfied with her work.

At that moment, she heard a stern shout from behind, "Don't move! Put your hands up!"

Gwen turned her head and saw a police officer pointing a gun at her.

Annoyed, Gwen yelled, "Hey! Didn't you see that this guy is the real criminal?"

"I only saw you using inhumane and terrifying weapons, trying to hunt down this man. You... You must be some sort of Black Widow witch," the trembling cop shouted, "Hands up! Otherwise, I'm firing!"

"Let me tell you, I'm Spider-Woman!" Gwen emphasized as she took a step forward. She didn't expect the cop to actually fire his gun.

"Bang, bang, bang..." The Glock pistol emptied its 10-round magazine on the spot.

The officer's eyes widened, but he found that none of his shots hit her. In the instant of gunfire, Gwen's body folded in a strange way.

Three hundred meters away, Black Canary put down her binoculars, "Ang, did you see that?"

"I saw it." Ang's lips curled into a mysterious smile.

He clearly saw that in the moment the officer fired, Gwen leaned back, causing the bullets to pass just above her body, precisely between two substantial bulges on her waist and butt.

For a moment, Ang thought he was imagining things. Then, he saw Gwen let the remaining bullets graze just above her waist and the area above her butt, and he was finally convinced that Gwen was doing this on purpose.

She was using her extraordinary agility to seek excitement.

Ugh!

It was like that girl with glasses and braids who found a massive X-shaped wooden contraption in her family's basement in the comic books. Everyone realized that she was secretly up to something big.

Ahem!

Don't get the wrong idea. It means that she secretly admired X-Men in the comic books. Those who have dirty thoughts, face the wall.

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