All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 201 Shake Spider-Man to save people

Nick Fury assured Linde that S.H.I.E.L.D. would rescue the schoolgirl Gwen Stacy who was kidnapped by King, so he hoped that Linde would not act impulsively.

Then Nick got the answer: "You haven't paid the bill yet."

"I thought... oh, yes, it has turned back into fingers." Nick was full of thoughts, took out his wallet, and subconsciously scratched his itchy scalp.

"Chenghui." Lin De collected the change and waved goodbye.

Empty Coke bottles are thrown into the trash, and bread is given to homeless people in the park.

Most of these homeless people are people who cannot find jobs. They are not incapable of working, but they cannot be hired for various reasons, such as having a bad record, stealing, and delaying loans. Others are unable to afford the rent, or no landlord is willing to rent to them due to their unsightly documents.

Among them are ethnic minorities, illegal immigrants, and so-called white trash. They are marginalized people who have fallen from the mainstream of society, but they are still some distance away from the underground world.

Gangsters in New York have a long history. In the past, a large number of poor Europeans crossed the Atlantic by boat and came to the east coast of North America to seek a new life, but this land often deceived them.

In the mid-19th century, potato blight was prevalent in Ireland, leading to widespread famine. Some of them went to the British Empire, which was lacking in great virtues, and some came to the United States, which was in a state of poverty at the time.

Every day, thousands of Irish starving people disembark at the port of New York. They accept low wages, gather in poor apartments on Five Forks Road, live in misery, and breed violent crime.The impact of cheap Irish labor on the market led to unemployment, and the Catholic tradition from Europe clashed with the local Protestant beliefs. With the hatred and exclusion of the locals, Irish gangs soon flourished.

Later, Italians from the Mediterranean also came to the United States to seek development, and they shined during the Prohibition period, which was the era of the Sicilians and the era of the godfathers.Laborers from Daiqing gathered in Chinatown and formed a group of their own.Poor people from blacks and Latin America also huddled together to keep warm.After the drastic changes in Eastern Europe, many veterans of fighting nations broke into this land with the cold wind and bloodiness of Siberia.

Nowadays, the gangs in New York have become more complex. Gangs of various ethnic groups control a large number of illegal industries. Moreover, due to the involvement of votes and political donations, gangs and politicians have always been entangled. The underworld and the white gang have built a delicate ashes together. The media blinds the public's eyes and allows evil to roil within.

It is indeed a legend that Jin Bing was able to open up his evil empire in the intricate New York underground world. If he was not born in a gang, but had a relatively normal family, he would definitely be able to break through in the political world.

Linde handed out the bread, and several old black and old Mo nodded to him, and chatted a few words about the news they inquired. They hoped Linde to be careful. The palace of the underworld emperor was broken into last night, and the underground ruler The reader must be very unhappy, and the nearest street may become restless.

"What do you mean by restless?"

"Just fire in the street, bang, bang, bang!" These guys laughed, "The gangsters in New York obey the emperor's order and are not allowed to fight in the street, but the rules will be broken one day."

Linde nodded, "That's right. The old rules cannot adapt to the new situation, so a new order will come out to replace it."

Saying goodbye to these poor guys, he drove back to Stan's villa.

"How's business today?" The old man was lying comfortably in the armchair, drinking soda and enjoying the sunshine wearing sunglasses.

"Business is good, and two big eaters came, but one didn't pay. I hate the guy who doesn't pay for the meal. Not only does he not pay, he also threatens to deal with everyone I know. Stan, these two days You have to be careful."

Linde's tone was relaxed, but his expression clearly said "I'm not happy, someone is going to be unlucky."

Stan asked in horror, "Who's going to deal with you? God, it sounds like you're in a lot of trouble, or I might as well kick you out and say I'm just your landlord. I don't know you and I didn't tell you. Just a few words."

"You are offending the chef before dinner." Lind glanced at the pretentious Stan.

The old man immediately changed his face, "Who made my good friend angry? Although I am old, justice prevents me from sitting idly by. I will paint a miserable life for him right now."

Linde shook his head. He was already deeply aware of Stan's unreliability.

"Let's avoid it. Is Gali okay?"

"Locked myself in the house all day."

When Linde set out to set up the stall this morning, he also caught a glimpse of Galli passing behind the second floor window. Children are like this when they have a tantrum. They clearly want to apologize and make peace, but are unwilling to take the initiative to speak. They can only wait for adults to come up to them. After getting close, he got off the donkey along the slope.

Walking up to the second floor, there was a bright light in the corridor, coming from Stan's workshop. Next door is Galli's room. Linde lives opposite Galli. Galli can clearly hear the sound of him opening the door.

So he opened the door and closed it again, pretending to be in the house while still standing in the hallway.

Behind her, the door of Jiali's room was quietly opened a crack, and she saw Linde through the crack, and she was about to shrink back immediately.

"Wait a minute." Lind called Gali before she closed the door. He had no intention of grabbing the door. Gali's strength could push him to the first cosmic speed with just a move of his fingers.

Galli opened the door a little and invited Lind in.

The room is warmly decorated, well lit, and smells of instant food and powdered soap, almost like summer.

"Gali, many customers are asking me today why you didn't show up." Linde stood at the door. "I told them the food truck was going to be closed. Because you didn't come, the truck couldn't continue to operate. meaning."

Galli lowered her head and said nothing. Her long dark chestnut hair reminded Lind of the dense moss hanging down the corridor of Nord's ancient tomb. This association made him want to laugh. Lind talked about Kingpin's incident, "He You plan to take revenge on me, and I hope you will stay at home until I figure out how to let him die."

"Forest."

"what happened?"

"I can help you." Gali still didn't look up at him.

"No need. It's just you and Stan for dinner today, don't wait for me."

"Where are you going?"

"Save a kind-hearted girl." Linde stretched out his hand to open a portal to the multiverse and stepped in.

King took Gwen Stacy back to his lair, not the luxurious commercial building on the edge of the city in the south of Manhattan, but in the Clinton district on the West Bank, or the famous slums called Hell's Kitchen, where he has a The underground fortress was protected by thick concrete, reinforced steel plates, and excellent gunmen. It was absolutely easy to defend and difficult to attack. Even if a legion wanted to break in, they had to be prepared for heavy losses.

Standing on a high place makes people feel like they are overlooking all living things, while huddled in the shadow of the ground gives you the peace and comfort of a spider returning to its nest.

Shaking, Gwen was held hostage by two gang thugs in suits and leather ties, and she followed Kim all the way deeper into the fortress, where the decor became more miserable the further down, the walls were painted with green putty, and the old emergency lights flickered on and off. It is as scary as an abandoned prison. Although the people here are well dressed, their eyes are like wild animals.

They stepped into a luxuriously decorated wooden elevator together and continued downward, feeling like they were falling into hell.

"Sir, may I leave?"

"Don't worry, kind girl, if it weren't for you, I would have died on the road today. So I want to repay you." Jin Bin's face was gloomy and fierce, but his tone was calm, "Don't worry, you will be very happy here. Safe, safer than you are at home."

"Sir, I still need to go to school tomorrow. If I can't get home before seven o'clock in the evening, my family will be very worried." The female student responded calmly, at least she did not collapse due to fear.

"Shh. Miss, what's your name?"

"Gwen, Gwen Stacy."

"Okay, Miss Gwen, I need your help." Kingpin's voice became softer, "Witness how I destroyed that little bastard bit by bit. I hope you can save him when he is dying, just Just like you did today. Of course, I have a more serious request. I hope you can cooperate with me to record a video, read a line, and then donate a finger that you least need, such as the last finger of your left hand? "

Gwen froze in place, terrified.

"Then you agree. See you tomorrow morning."

The elevator door opened, revealing a vibrant industrial park. Kingpin strode out like a king walking to the throne. He said to his men: "Take Miss Gwen to rest."

Gwen was taken to a bedroom that was as good as a prison cell.

When no one was around, she finally started sobbing.

Cry for your kindness and misfortune.

She prayed to God, begging for His forgiveness, so that the savior would come soon, and the pain would be far away.

"Don't cry." A familiar voice suddenly sounded in the empty room.

The black-robed wizard came out of a portal, and behind him were many tight-fitting monsters wearing spider masks.

"I brought your boyfriend, yourself, and a bunch of Spider-Men from different worlds to rescue you."