novelraw Chapter 718 716 Jin Bin's Past
Chapter 718 716 Jin Bin's Past
Who said that the godfather of the mafia is not worthy of a harmonious and loving family-I don't think anyone has said that yet.
Wilson Fisk never denied that his past was not bright and aboveboard, and his hands were also stained with blood.
His history of making a fortune is not glorious, murder, drug trafficking, or human trafficking, all of which he has been in contact with.
However, some things are indeed two-sided, at least Wilson Fisk is not a Joker-style character.
When he was a child, he had seen the evil in human nature, so he embarked on such a path.
He started from scratch in Hell's Kitchen, expanded his territory step by step, and became the true godfather of New York.
When Wilson Fisk took full control of the New York underground, he began to restrain his men with a tyrannical image.
Although to the outside world, Jin Bing's notoriety spread like wildfire, becoming the so-called nightmare that New Yorkers are least willing to talk about.
On the other hand, his subordinates, his subordinates, and all those who hang out with him must think before doing things.
They have to think clearly whether what they are doing is forbidden by the godfather, and then put it into action——
As for those unruly guys, they have long been punished by lynching in private by Wilson Fisk's subordinates.
New York would be New York if it weren't for Jin Bin's notoriety overpowering the black and gray forces, making them breathless.
After that, Wilson Fisk began to whitewash himself personally.
He started the Fisker Financial International Group, and transformed himself from a godfather to a legal and successful businessman.
Perhaps, the power of money is indeed the most powerful, and Fisk's identity has been successfully shaped.
Legitimate businessman, angel investor, venture capitalist, philanthropist, etc., these are the identities he has laundered for himself.
But in the final analysis, whitewashing is whitewashing, and it doesn't mean that Wilson Fisk will let his opponents go.
That's why he's being targeted by some people, after all, he's the godfather of the mafia in New York City, isn't he?
For example, Spiderman, The Punisher, or Daredevil, they have been staring at him, waiting to catch him committing crimes.
Since these local superheroes in New York City live in New York, it is impossible that they have not dealt with Jin Bing's forces.
To be honest, Wilson Fisk is actually not disgusted with these superheroes who maintain social security and stability.
There is only one person he hates the most, and that is Spider-Man - that is the person he will never forget in his life.
It was a rainy night six years ago, and an unexpected visitor came to the office on the top floor of the Fisk International Building.
He clearly remembered that day, when he returned to the office, what he saw was Spiderman looking for his crimes.
At that time, Spider-Man was young, immature, full of enthusiasm, but broke in as if his brain was not enough.
Perhaps, he thought that evidence of Fisk's crime could be found in Fisk's office, so he came in.
"Tell me, Jin Bin, where did you hide your criminal evidence—"
"Let me guess, if it's not your subordinate, it's not your office, so it's your home?"
When Wilson Fisk caught him, Spider-Man was still joking indifferently.
A joke, indeed a joke, but that doesn't mean that Fisk will laugh along with it.
There was no smile on his fleshy face, it was as cold as if it had been frozen in the refrigerator.
Wilson Fisk will never forget how much it hurts when Spider-Man's fist lands on him.
That was the first time he came into contact with superhumans, and it was also the last time he came into contact with a "heterogeneous" like him.
If it weren't for the muscles that he had trained on his body, he could have greatly relieved the pain.
I'm afraid, if it was an ordinary person, he would have been beaten to death by this still immature superhero.
Yes, Fisk wants to teach him a lesson, and he grabs Spider-Man by the neck and pins him against a wall.
That huge force, behind Spiderman, cracked the wall in all directions.
"You just can't learn respect, can you, Spider-Man?"
But when he clenched his fists and was about to teach him a lesson, the door of the office was opened.
"Wilson, what the hell are you doing—"
When Fisk turned his head, what he saw was his wife Vanessa and son Richard.
At this moment, his wife and son stared intently at the picture of him strangling Spider-Man's neck.
He could read three points of disbelief and seven points of fear in their eyes.
Wilson Fisk, when he ruled his subordinates, he made his subordinates fear him.
Only when his subordinates are afraid of him, no one will dare to cross the bottom line he has drawn.
But when I perceive fear in the eyes of my relatives, how complicated is my psychology?
"Richard, let's go, let's go, let's go home—"
Fisk couldn't say it, he really couldn't describe the complicated mood in his heart.
In his mind, for no reason, many paintings suddenly flashed across, all of which happened today.
Just this morning, I snatched Vanessa's pink apron from Vanessa regardless of her image.
The little apron didn't fit him well, but he didn't care, just took the frying pan and spatula with a smile.
Under the watchful eyes of his wife and son, he deftly turned the eggs in the frying pan and made a delicious sandwich.
In the restaurant, he sat with Vanessa and Richard, talking and laughing while eating the breakfast he made.
After dinner, he drove Richard to his school and bid farewell to his son in public.
After returning home, Vanessa proposed to go to the supermarket, and he also sacrificed his work time to accompany her.
The supermarket was crowded with people, and it was he who relied on his strong physique to push through the crowd.
When Vanessa snatched discounted products in the supermarket, he clearly remembered the smiling face of his wife.
At that moment, he was not some underworld godfather or anyone else.
At that moment, he was just a man standing in the distance, watching his lover smile.
But now, he could only watch helplessly as his wife took his son further and further away.
At this moment, Fisk was completely at a loss—what did he do?
He stared blankly at the direction in which his wife and children left, and then at Spider-Man struggling in his hands.
Between his black and white identities, Wilson Fisk is very clear.
When he is in the company, he is a businessman, and when he is at home, he is a citizen.
If it wasn't for this guy who came to his office to find some so-called criminal evidence.
If it weren't for the appearance of this Spider-Man, such a thing would never have happened.
Fisk's heart is full of hatred for Spider-Man, but what can he say.
The godfather of the mafia sees everything very clearly, and for such a result, it is his own fault.
He wouldn't blame Spider-Man for running wild in his office, but it was by no means over.
Fisk looked at Spider-Man, who was strangled by his neck in his hand, and slowly let out a breath.
"Don't let me see you again, boy—"
He said viciously, stretched out his hand and threw him out, smashing the floor-to-ceiling windows.
Although the building is very tall, Fisk knows very well that no matter how high the height is, it will not be difficult for Spider-Man.
The floor-to-ceiling window was smashed directly by Spiderman, and the whole person flew out and fell down.
But Fisk was not in the mood to control him, he had to save his wife and son.
Before he had time to think about it, Fisk immediately rushed to the elevator and followed the elevator all the way down to the bottom floor.
The staff staying in the building naturally saw the running boss, but no one dared to ask.
Wilson Fisk ran all the way out of his building, but what he saw was a scene that broke his heart.
The black SUV was knocked aside by a truck approaching at the intersection not far from the building.
He watched with his own eyes that the black SUV he bought for his wife was completely deformed by an inexplicable truck.
At that moment, the hero's heart was completely broken - all he could see was the overturned SUV lying on the side of the road.
How the bodyguard team surrounded him, who called 911, and when the ambulance arrived, he had no idea.
All he knew was that the vehicle had been crashed into that ghostly state, and it was impossible for the people inside to survive.
In any case, even if he dissipates all his wealth, Fisk will save Vanessa and Richard.
He found the best hospital and the best medical experts, but all he got was shaking his head from the doctor.
Fisk knew that his wife and children would never come back, and everything about him was over.
He watched Vanessa and Richard die in front of him, but he couldn't do anything.
Since then, he has not married any other wife, nor has he had any children belonging to him.
Fisk glued his broken heart piece by piece, and put layers of protective shells on it.
The driver of the truck was found by him. Although he was angry, Fisk did not let his anger take over his reason.
He didn't embarrass the truck driver, he just took him to court and tried it legally.
But on the other hand, Fisk's hatred for Spider-Man has become thoroughly hated.
His hatred is very clear and targeted, if not for the appearance of Spider-Man, otherwise this kind of thing would not have happened.
Since then, the hatred between the godfather of the underground underworld in New York City and Spider-Man has become an unforgettable hatred.
"Your story is touching - but I still don't understand why you called me here?"
Dr. Olivia sat on the sofa very calmly, and finished listening to the story told by Wilson Fisk.
At this moment, she came to the top office of Fisker Financial International Group's headquarters building in New York alone.
Opposite her, sitting on the sofa is Fisk, the flesh on his face is full of sadness at this moment.
His muscular body was in stark contrast to the not-so-big sofa under his buttocks.
"That's right, doctor, I heard that you successfully conquered the theory of parallel universes yesterday."
Hearing Olivia's words, Wilson Fisk sorted out his emotions in an instant.
"To be honest, Doctor, I'm not very good at these technical things."
He calmly took out his handkerchief, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and made himself serious.
"But I still have a little luck, whether the parallel universe can save my wife and son."
So, here comes the topic—Dr. Olivia leaned on the back of the sofa and nodded slightly.
When Wilson Fisk narrates her past, she has some thoughts deep in her heart.
There are not many places where I can be favored by people like him, what happened yesterday is one of them.
"As long as you can help me save my wife and son, you can spend as much money as you want."
"Money is just a number to me, Mr. Fisk."
It's a pity that Dr. Olivia's first sentence already had a hint of coldness.
"The parallel universe does allow you to see her and him in other worlds, but it's a pity—"
"It's a pity that this technology is not yet mature, and I can't make a bet with such an immature technology."
As soon as the topic changed, she cleverly used words to try to reject Wilson Fisk's idea.
She didn't know why Fisk knew about what happened last night.
After the experiment was over, she did not forget to tell the personnel involved in the experiment to keep it confidential.
Thinking of this, Dr. Olivia's heart burst into an unknown flame.
"Whatever you want, money, investment, equity, as long as I can give you, I can give you."
Fisk never imagined that one day he would be so humbly begging for help.
Even before facing Miss Stark, he had never begged that woman like this.
"Fundamentally speaking, this matter is impossible, Mr. Fisk."
But Dr. Olivia still refused, as if she was completely unmoved by interests.
Hearing her words, Wilson Fisk couldn't help showing a slightly disappointed expression on his face.
Originally, he didn't have much hope, because he was clear, because he was very clear.
Fisk can sit in this position, his brain is not as rude and arrogant as he shows.
On the contrary, his bald head is not a muscle, but a brain that is smarter than ordinary people.
Of course he heard the rejection in the other party's words, which also made him show a disappointed expression.
"But actually, if you ask me, this matter still has to be discussed—"
Until the next second, when Dr. Olivia spoke again, his eyes widened instantly.
He looked at the woman in front of him in disbelief, with a surprised expression on his face.
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