On the rooftop platform of Okmax Laboratories.
A muscular giant built like a double-door refrigerator gazed out at the forest, clicking a ballpoint pen in and out over and over in an unconscious repetition.
He was waiting for the results.
He was the main investor of Okmax Laboratories, the underground emperor of New York City: Kingpin!
His real name was Wilson Fisk. Though he looked enormous, he was not fat—he was built!
More than 90% of his body was muscle. He possessed the peak human strength attainable by a man of the same age, height, and weight. He could throw a grown man into the air and snap his wrist midair, decapitate him with a car door, overturn a huge marble table in a rage, knock someone unconscious with a few punches, or strangle an adult to death with his bare hands.
As a firm believer in violence, his record fully demonstrated his strength.
His physical toughness was directly proportional to that strength as well. When fighting Daredevil, he could punch a shallow dent into a brick wall with a tensile strength of 14 MPa/2030.53 psi using only his bare hands. That displayed not only his power, but also his physical durability.
Beyond that, he was also a master fighter. Even Daredevil, who was proficient in martial arts, had been at a clear disadvantage during his first battle with Kingpin.
Yet the eyes of this underground emperor of darkness were currently filled with gloom.
The reason he had spent a fortune having Lady Octopus research and build a particle collider was that he wanted to find his dead wife, Vanessa, and his son, Richard Fisk, in a Parallel Universe.
After witnessing his battle with Spider-Man, they had fled their home in disbelief, only to suffer a car accident on the