Humanity's Cancer

The Devil's Gang's vehicles sped down the road.

Because they had left early, the police had not set their sights on them.

The burly man in the passenger seat answered the call. It was from Mr. Negative.

"Boss, we have everything."

"It's very safe!"

He assured Mr. Negative that they would bring it to the base immediately.

But at that moment, he noticed a problem.

Why were the traffic lights on both sides of the intersection...

All green?

Had they malfunctioned?

Before he could say anything, their vehicle reached the middle of the intersection, while a large truck beside them came barreling over at full speed.

"No!"

He immediately grabbed the driver.

The next second, though the truck let out a screech of grinding metal, it still slammed directly into them.

Bang!

In an instant, the van flipped over.

The truck driver broke out in a cold sweat and looked up at the traffic light.

"Green light!"

"They ran the red light! They ran the red light!"

He looked to the side and saw that it was indeed red over there!

Then he immediately called the police. He had evidence.

As the call connected, a calm electronic female voice spoke to him.

The driver felt that she was not a real person.

"Who are you people?"

Just then, a car pulled up. Employees wearing hats got out, immediately opened the overturned van, and took away everything inside.

"Sir, thank you for your cooperation. The police will arrive shortly."

The voice on the phone spoke as well, then hung up directly.

Beep, beep!

The truck driver was bewildered. What had he cooperated with?

Inside a villa on Long Island.

Li Wei lay on the sofa while 2B, now dressed in a French maid outfit, busily cleaned the house.

Of course, 2B could change clothes. After all, those outfits were not part of her body.

Besides, in the game, 2B could have her clothes blown off...

The moment he thought of that round, plump, slick, smooth rear, Li Wei could not help glancing at 2B.

Feeling his gaze, 2B shyly hurried away.

Who said 2B had no emotions?

They simply were not as delicate as human emotions. She could still be embarrassed!

Li Wei's phone chimed. When he opened it, he immediately saw Red Queen appear on the screen.

"Master, I've sent you the footage from the scene."

Tonight's operation had been approved by Li Wei.

He had only just bought the homeless shelter, and Martin Li was already trying to sabotage it. How could he tolerate that?

"Gwen was there too?"

He opened the first video. It was footage from inside the shelter, and Li Wei watched it with great interest.

After watching it, he had only one impression...

Ghost-Spider's body was so flexible. It seemed there was no move she could not pull off!

Absolutely top-tier!

Without a doubt, he knew Ghost-Spider was Gwen Stacy.

Seeing Gwen get beaten by Mr. Negative, Li Wei shook his head.

She still needed more training.

He opened the second video. This time it was from a surveillance camera, showing a large truck directly sending the van flying.

"Master, everything has been placed at the company. The documents inside are very interesting."

Red Queen spoke very calmly.

"Send them over for me to see."

As soon as Li Wei spoke, Red Queen immediately photographed the documents and sent them over.

There were employees helping beside the documents in the photos. Otherwise, she could not turn the pages.

If she had a body...

Li Wei thought of something.

Wouldn't that be Ultron?

Artificial intelligence plus a Vibranium body...

Actually, it would be easy for Red Queen to build herself a body. She simply liked this feeling of freedom.

If she had a body, it would instead restrict her abilities.

Li Wei opened the images and immediately narrowed his eyes.

"They're conducting black-market transactions?"

"Yes. This includes matched transactions involving blood, organs, and more. Every homeless person's blood type has been recorded in the files."

Red Queen spoke calmly. In her eyes, humanity was not beautiful.

Instead, it had many filthy sides!

"Then these are..."

"A list!"

Red Queen said, "I've matched every identity. Most of them are connected to New York's elite."

"Their business partner is Fisk Medical."

Fisk Medical was part of the Fisk Group.

In other words, it was Kingpin's company.

Martin Li used the homeless shelter to record the blood types and other information of those homeless people.

Whenever an elite individual had a need, a match could be made at any time.

Then people from Fisk Medical would come to "collect the goods" and deliver them to the "buyers."

Li Wei's expression turned grim as he looked at this.

He had thought he was a bad person, someone who cared only about profit.

But compared to these capitalists... he was practically a saint.

After all, he had at least genuinely helped disabled people.

"To build a world without the weak."

Li Wei thought of Professor Connors's declaration.

What a wonderful ideal.

Yet it was so distant.

To achieve that goal, he first had to eliminate these vermin—the cancer of humanity!

"Master, what should we do with these things?"

Red Queen asked.

She had actually been calculating the best course of action and had even formed an inclination, ready to tell Li Wei about it.

Li Wei said directly, "Keep them for now. They might come in handy."

At that moment, Li Wei thought of Norman Osborn.

He turned off his phone and said, "2B, I want to take a bath."

2B quickly put down the mop and headed toward the bathroom.

"Mr. Negative, what is it?"

Fisk Tower was still brightly lit at night.

After having dinner with a councilman and returning to his office, Kingpin answered the call.

"Kingpin."

Martin Li's voice was deep. "Someone has targeted me. They bought my organization and took the goods."

Kingpin's breathing stopped for a moment upon hearing this, then he said with immense pressure, "Didn't you say no documents had been left behind?"

"I had to keep records. Otherwise, who would remember all this? Don't tell me you kept no records either."

Martin Li was not afraid of him and replied coldly.

Kingpin had no response to that.

Although they had agreed not to leave behind any "records."

That was impossible.

Without records, how could they control those people? How could they obtain what they wanted?

"Who was it?"

Kingpin could only ask in a deep voice.

"I don't know. But since he bought my organization, he'll show himself eventually."

Martin Li said.

"I'll give you time to settle this matter."

Kingpin said irritably.

He was preparing to run for mayor. If this matter were exposed...

He did not hang up, because he crushed the landline receiver in his hand into a ball.

Beep, beep, beep!

Listening to the tone from the phone, Martin Li became angry as well.

"What the hell are you? Who gave you the right to order me around?"

He cursed angrily.

As one of New York's largest gang leaders, Martin Li was not particularly afraid of Kingpin.

But who would have thought that his original goal had been to become the Kingpin of Chinatown...

Clearly, though, he was becoming less and less satisfied with that original goal.

"Boss, the Maggia are attacking our territory."

"Fuck! Come with me!"

Hearing his subordinate's report, Martin Li immediately shouted.

The Maggia were his mortal enemies, especially that damned Hammerhead.