American comics: Playing Spider-Man at the beginning, wandering around and losing contact

Chapter 118 Mysterious City
"Well... then I'll follow your arrangements." The steady Nick narrowed his eyes and didn't say much.

Afterwards, Wilson and everyone else walked out of the airport and came to the road at the entrance.

Two taxis were standing there silently, having been waiting there for a long time.

"Don't worry, everyone. I have already taken care of everything. The drivers in this car are all our own people, so there is no need to worry about leaks."

Wilson patted his chest and assured them.

Since this was the case, everyone temporarily followed his advice. Since Wilson had the trust of the president, theoretically they did not need to worry too much about his efficiency.

Of course, the more important reason is that, apart from this, they are unfamiliar with this place.

With no one else to trust, they had to try to learn as much as they could from Mr. Wilson.

The drivers of the two taxis had thin faces and were serious. They kept looking straight ahead until the few people arrived.

The two men do not have North American faces and are wearing large windbreakers. Instead, they look like Eastern European agents who were absolutely loyal to the organization in the last century, giving people a sufficient sense of security.

In the past, S.H.I.E.L.D. had considered infiltrating this city of sin, but even the top agents would have their identities discovered within 24 hours of entering the city, and would be shot multiple times and commit suicide the next day.

In this situation, Wilson has been able to survive in the city until now, which means he has something special.

Kaelus and Nick sat in the first car with Wilson respectively, while the rest of the group took the second car.

"By the way, everyone, if you have any guns or anything like that, please hand them over to me for safekeeping now." Wilson suddenly interrupted and added.

This statement immediately attracted the vigilant gazes of the others. To some well-trained agents, the words "hand over your weapons" were tantamount to asking them to surrender.

"Chief Nick, please relax. I've been here for so long that I know a little bit about the rules here." Wilson touched his round belly and smiled. "There are checkpoints at the entrance of the city. It's almost impossible for strangers to bring guns here."

Nick heard this, pondered for a moment, and exchanged glances with the others.

Then, several shiny silver pistols were taken out from hidden places on their bodies and handed to Wilson.

After getting in the car, Wilson, who was sitting in the passenger seat, fastened the seat belt around his bloated body with difficulty, then he let out a long sigh and said.

Woohoo——

After a whistle, the car drove towards the legendary city of desire.

It took about half an hour to drive.

The scenery outside the window was receding, and its speed was gradually slowing down.

However, within the picture, the area that was originally filled with low-rise buildings was gradually replaced by tall buildings that reflected dazzling light.

As the traffic increased, the vehicle carrying Kailus and others was obviously forced to slow down.

"Oh... there's a bit of traffic jam today. I guess it's because the traffic conditions have been relaxed recently."

On the way, Wilson, sitting in the passenger seat, sighed from time to time. "Do I need to prove my qualifications to pass through this city?" Kailus asked curiously.

“Of course… every private plane will be inspected after entering the airport, and all passengers on the plane will be tracked for three days and seventy-two hours.

So, if you deliberately hide in a deserted corner after getting off the plane, even if you don’t do anything, I’m afraid that tonight, a large group of masked men in black will come knocking on your door.”

Wilson counted on his fingers and explained the special rules of this city.

In fact, the airspace above the city alone was regulated decades ago, and any aircraft passing through, especially private planes, must apply to the city for flight qualifications.

As for getting a private plane to land in the city, it is impossible unless important figures who are also well-known in politics and business come forward.

To some extent, it also highlights the uniqueness of this city.

"So Mr. Wilson, you seem to know this city very well," Kaelus asked tentatively.

Wilson was silent for a while, as if he was thinking about something, then he suddenly laughed:

"Of course. To be honest, I am one of the managers of the hotel you are going to. I have met many people, big and small, over the years. I am considered a know-it-all in this city!"

"Oh?"

I was worried about Wilson's lack of ability, but when he made such a confident guarantee, I naturally felt less worried!
"…However, although I, the know-it-all, have a lot of influence here, I still have one thing to remind you of."

Wilson suddenly paused, as if realizing that he had boasted too early.

"I know the purpose of your visit, but don't blame me for not reminding you. When you get to the hotel later, you must be careful with your words and don't mention the Wayne Group or the Wayne Family lightly."

"Why? We can't even mention it. Could it be that this place is really the private property of a consortium, as some media outlets say?"

Kailus looked out the window. Cars were speeding by and tall buildings on both sides were receding. In a trance, he seemed to see the city full of prosperity, as if shrouded in an invisible mysterious mist. The mist blocked outsiders and concealed the true face of the city.

"Private property? It's almost the same..." Wilson showed a meaningful smile, "Fifty percent of the assets in this city are secretly controlled by them, and the remaining fifty percent must always be managed in accordance with their appearance."

A family controls a city, and such a magical scene really reappears before our eyes. It is no wonder, after all, true rulers always hope that their subordinates are foolish and their citizens are ignorant, and the best way to achieve this goal is to downplay their own existence as much as possible and let the fools fool themselves.

"Hehe...we don't have any idea about this for now. We are not in a hurry for this operation. Let's go around the city for a while and figure out the general direction first. As for the rest of the things that are not convenient for us to do, I'm afraid we have to ask Mr. Wilson for help."

Kailus surprisingly did not act impulsively and smiled faintly.

Get a clear idea of ​​the direction, so that even if you need to run, at least you won't run around blindly.

Wilson, sitting in the passenger seat, looked at the expression on Kalus' face through the rearview mirror. The latter remained very calm, with no emotion fluctuations in his sight as he looked out the window, as if everything was under his control.

"Ah... I see. I was worrying too much." Wilson laughed. "Since you all trust me so much, I will definitely live up to your expectations!"

(End of this chapter)