Chapter 14: These henchmen are really good, explosive photos?

Carl never aspired to be the type of hero who vanquished all the villains.

Such grandeur held no appeal for him. 

He just did things according to his mood.

If something bothered him or provoked him, Carl would take action.

Regardless of the person's identity.

Whether a civilian, a wealthy person, a hero, or a villain...

To him, it didn't matter.

What mattered was himself.

He did what he wanted.

Looking at Kingpin, Carl spoke, "Since you've bought your life from...don't forget to bring me the money."

"I'll leave now, there's something else I need to take care of."

"As for this guy." he continued, gesturing towards Daredevil

"Let him go for today, do whatever you want with him later."

Kingpin wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, "Alright, take care."

"Sure."

With a casual nod, Carl prepared to depart.

At that moment, Daredevil suddenly interjected.

"How can you do this!"

"Kingpin is the biggest underground emperor in New York."

"You have such great power, why don't you punish him? Instead, you're demanding money from him?"

Carl, maintaining his calm demeanor, glanced at Daredevil and simply responded.

"No reason."

"If there was any, it's because I just want to."

With that, Carl kicked Daredevil.

"Swoosh!"

Daredevil's figure flew backward and fell into the sea.

Then, in a flash, Carl soared into the sky.

In almost an instant, he disappeared without a trace.

Kingpin looked up.

Watching Carl leave, he remained silent for a long time.

At this moment.

Behind Kingpin, his back was soaked in cold sweat.

He didn't expect Carl to have the ability to fly!

Bullseye didn't mention this.

Who exactly is Carl Smith?

Clearly, the information he investigated portrayed him as an ordinary person.

But now, who would call Carl an ordinary person?

Kingpin was baffled!

Can an ordinary person shoot lasers from their eyes and fly?

After a while, Kingpin finally relaxed.

At this moment, a few henchmen in black suits approached him.

"Boss, should we take care of Daredevil?"

Kingpin glanced at these henchmen.

He looked at the sea not far away and said in a deep voice, "No need."

After all, he remembered what Carl had said.

So, he didn't act against Daredevil.

Kingpin instructed the henchmen, "You guys, take away those goods."

He still owed Carl eight billion, and he needed to make money to repay the debt.

Kingpin didn't hold much resentment towards Carl.

Survival of the fittest.

As an underground bigshot in the United States, he naturally understood this.

If the other party was stronger than him, there was nothing to say.

And this money was used to buy his life.

"Got it."

The henchmen responded and went to deal with the goods.

Kingpin watched them work, very satisfied.

These people had courage.

Even after witnessing Bullseye being dissolved.

They didn't run away.

It seemed like they deserved a promotion.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly.

In the dim light, Kingpin noticed.

The henchmen in black suits.

The middle part of their pants was wet.

And it wasn't just one person.

Everyone was the same.

Could it be... they were scared?

In fact, that was the case.

Before.

When Carl killed Bullseye with his heat vision.

The henchmen were very close to Bullseye.

They witnessed firsthand how Bullseye died.

It was too terrifying.

At that moment, their legs went weak, and they urinated on the spot.

Only two henchmen managed to escape on the spot.

The rest all sat on the ground.

It's not that they didn't want to run.

Their legs were weak, and they couldn't move.

Kingpin, amused yet understanding, acknowledged the terror that Carl's powers instilled.

Paid them no mind.

...

Leaving the New York Harbor, Carl returned to Skye's home.

He didn't go back to his own place.

After all, sleeping with his girl was more comfortable than sleeping alone.

Checking the time.

11:46.

It was time to rest.

At this moment, Carl suddenly remembered.

He hadn't checked in on the chat group today.

Although ten points seemed insignificant.

It was just something he did casually.

So, he held Skye and focused his mind on the chat group.

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What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: Speaking of it, Princess Tsunade, have you seen the great Carl?

Princess of the Senju: Yes.

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: What does Carl look like?

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: What about his personality? Curious.jpg

Blade King: Curious +1

Princess of the Senju: Carl has black hair and black eyes, very handsome!

Princess of the Senju: He's also a very kind person.

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: Oh? Is that so?

Princess of the Senju: Of course.

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: Do you have any photos of the great Carl? Share them with us?

Blade King: Explosive photos!

Princess of the Senju: Um... no, what is that?.

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: sigh, Okay. 

Blade King: Uncomfortable.

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: How about we mention Carl and directly ask him for photos?

Blade King: Isn't that not good?

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: What's wrong with it? It's just members of the group, casually communicating with each other.

...

Carl glanced at it.

The previous records were just chatting about ordinary things.

It eventually involved him.

[Ding! Group member God Among Men, check-in successful, earns 10 points.]

Princess of the Senju: Carl, you're here?

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: Welcome, great one! @God Among Men

Blade King: Wow, only I noticed, Carl earns 10 points for checking in again?

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: Now that you mention it, that's true.

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: Envious.jpg

Blade King: +1

Princess of the Senju: +2

God Among Men: Give up. Shrugging.jpg

God Among Men: This thing can't be envied, just treat it casually.

Princess of the Senju: 666, Carl is amazing!

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: Haha, casually.

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: Unfortunately, I've never earned 10 points for checking in.

Blade King: Same here! Getting points is too difficult.

Blade King: At this rate, when will I be able to afford the Sharingan? Uncomfortable.jpg

Princess of the Senju: Stay calm, stay calm, maybe there will be other ways to get points in the future.

Blade King: I hope so.

God Among Men: I don't need my points for now. Let's liven up the atmosphere with a red envelope.

With that, Carl sent a total

 of 4028 points in a red envelope.

Well, there were four parts, each person getting a thousand.

28 was the remainder.

Anyway, the things he wanted to buy were all very expensive.

Four thousand wasn't a big deal.

After sending the red envelope, Carl still had 96,000 points.

...

God Among Men sent a red envelope.

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou earned 1003 points.

Blade King earned 998 points.

Princess of the Senju earned 1207 points.

What to Do if My Sister is a Chuunibyou: Hehehe, a thousand points, I can buy so many things.

Blade King: Uncomfortable, I got the least from the red envelope.

Princess of the Senju: Not really. There's still one left, and it's even less than yours.

Seeing this scene, Carl was a bit puzzled.

The Commander of the Great Wall Defense Army didn't claim the red envelope.

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I will turn into Santa Claus for you guys.

So, I will be giving you 10 chapter this week!

Happy Holidays!

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