MUP: Chapter 129. Pursuit

"I have informed them of Jiu You's existence, exactly as you instructed."

On the top floor of the Fisk building, Bullseye reported to Kingpin with his head down.

Looking up, Bullseye took one look at Kingpin's immense figure, wrapped up in a mass of shadows, with a cigar tip faintly visible. He hesitated for a moment, struggling to resist saying, "But, if you do that, Jiu You ..."

"Lester." Lifting his hand to remove the cigar from his mouth, Kingpin exhaled a long stream of smoke before speaking in a deep, low voice, "Jiu You is certainly strong. A single Lord Godless could easily destroy the Hand. But after all, they're a secretive organisation that needs to use darkness to hide its ulterior sinister purpose. Until they achieve that purpose, they won't expose their existence so easily. That's why Jiu You needs me, they need to use me as bait to hide the even more secretive actions they're carrying out behind the scenes ..."

"Then why are you doing this?"

Bullseye struggled to suppress his inner shock as he heard Kingpin's explanation.

"Because I want more, more than just being a decoy." As the King of the underworld, Kingpin was unwilling to be used as a decoy.

"Sure enough, you're more ambitious than I thought, Kingpin."

Just then, from among the shadows of the office, a voice as hoarse as a malevolent ghost rang out.

"What?!"

Bullseye turned his head with a startled look on his face. He hadn't even noticed that an additional figure had appeared in the office.

"Where's Lord Godless?"

Extinguishing the cigar in his hand, Kingpin frowned as he watched the figure emerge from the shadows.

"Lord Godless has more important things to do." Having explained Lord Godless's actions, the figure stepped out of the shadows to reveal its true form, "From now on, I'll be the one to contact you."

[Reputation points from Bullseye +50]

[Reputation points from Kingpin +30]

It had to be said, based on his appearance alone, Makoto Shishio was definitely a terrifying sight to behold.

His whole body was bandaged, and the skin that was occasionally revealed was also deeply burned. His whole person looked as if he had stepped out of a blazing fire.

Kingpin silently gazed at the man in front of him, who was covered in bandages and had the frightening aura of an evil demon. Gathering the expression on his face, he unnoticeably swept his gaze over Bullseye. If Lord Godless's presence gave Kingpin powerless despair that couldn't be resisted...

Then, Shishio, despite his terrible appearance, didn't make the crime lord feel powerless.

Of course, if he could, he didn't want to have such a daunting day with Jiu You because he didn't have the slightest certainty of winning right now.

Ignoring Bullseye's small movements, Makoto Shishio looked straight at Kingpin and uttered with a raspy and harsh blade-grinding chuckle, "Actually, I admire your ambition, Kingpin. It takes an ambitious being like you to make this world more interesting, so, unlike Lord Godless, I will help you."

"Even if, what I do, might have an impact on Jiu You's plans?"

"Of course." Nodding without hesitation, Shishio drew his sword out and sliced the large table in front of Kingpin in half. The burning flame shone some light over his face, making it look even more ugly. However, Shishio continued to laugh, "Besides, do you really think that your actions can affect Jiu You's plans?"

...

"Huff... huff..."

The streets of New York.

A panicked figure was constantly running, pushing their way through the crowd, ignoring all the screams and curses of the pedestrians. The figure seemed to be chased by something but had a hard time moving forward.

However, he was quickly stopped by a large white man with a muscular body.

"Hey, you bastard, look where you're going!"

Looking at the despondent man who had run into him, the burly man frowned and pulled him by the collar, "Maybe I need to use my fist to sober you up?! "

As he spoke, the large man raised his own sandbag-sized fist and looked the man in his hand up and down as if contemplating where to strike.

"Come on, let go of me!"

In the hands of the large burly man, the guy struggled as he spoke with difficulty.

"Let you go? Haha..." Hearing that from the smaller guy, the burly man laughed out with his friends. One of them mocked, "Who do you think you are? "

"If you don't let go right now, it's gonna be too late."

"Too late? Too late for what?" Beside the big burly man, a woman with heavy make-up grinned, and a harsh scoff escaped her lips, "Stop yourself from pissing in fear?"

"Hahahaha ..." The vulgar remark, unsurprisingly, drew even more unbridled laughter from the group.

"Too late to run away from ... me."

Just then, from mid-air, a shrill voice was heard.

When they looked up, they saw the Green Goblin on his glider, looking at the people below in interest.

"We don't know him!"

As a villain who had frequently made an appearance in New York these days, the Green Goblin was well-known. Seeing such a terrifying presence appearing right in front of their eyes, the big burly man instantly released his grip in fear. He panicked and tried to explain, "He just passed by; we're leaving right now..."

They were only having fun. With his muscles, he could bully ordinary people. However, against the Green Goblin, he would die if that guy just casually tossed one bomb.

Without waiting for the Green Goblin to react, the large man and his friends scrambled and ran away from the scene.

Of course, at this time, no one would laugh at how funny the group's movements were because everyone else was doing the same.

Looking at all the people who scattered like frightened pigeons, the Green Goblin sharply laughed, then focused back on the man that had run away from him.

"You really gave me a hard time looking for you. If I didn't see what you look like under that symbiote, you would have gotten away."

Struggling to get up from the ground, Eddie Brock looked at the Green Goblin, who was hovering in the air. While gasping for breath, he asked, "Why do you keep hounding me? All I want is a peaceful life! "

"Peaceful life? That symbiote gave you wonderful abilities, but all you can think about is running away?!!"

No one knew which nerve had been struck, but the Green Goblin was somehow angry with Eddie's reply. However, he quickly collected his emotions, and a sharp laugh re-emerged from his lips, fully demonstrating the unpredictability of psychopaths, "Since you don't want that ability, I can help you find a better host for the symbiote ..."

With that, Green Goblin raised his arm, revealing a specially modified flame-throwing device on the arm of Green Goblin's armour.

"I never thought you'd be that kind, Gobby."

However, at that very moment, a familiar boyish voice rang out from among the tall buildings of New York.

In the next second, Spider-Man, in a red and blue outfit, was seen swinging from around the corner.