Commander of the Transformers

Fisk Tower.

Even late at night, it was still brightly lit. Kingpin waited in his office, full of energy and expecting good news.

But soon, not only did he fail to receive good news, he received terrible news instead.

"Boss, this is bad! Bullseye is dead!"

One of his lackeys stumbled and crawled inside, clearly terrified.

And facing Kingpin only made him too afraid to even breathe loudly.

"What happened?"

Kingpin clenched his hand, crushing the object in it into a lump.

"Bullseye was cut in half. They sent the body directly over and told us to collect it."

After saying that, the lackey lowered his head, not daring to look into Kingpin's furious eyes.

At that moment, Kingpin was like a ferocious tiger poised to devour someone. No one dared meet his gaze.

The lackey felt as if the temperature in the entire room had dropped.

Fortunately, Kingpin restrained his anger.

This was a crucial stage of the election. He could not do anything that would affect the bigger picture.

He was already trailing Norman Osborn in the polls. If anything else went wrong, there would be no remedying it.

"Take care of Bullseye's body and hold a funeral."

Kingpin waved his hand, dismissing his lackey.

Bullseye was his top subordinate, though it was not as if he had been particularly loyal.

But Kingpin did not care. As long as someone was useful, loyalty did not matter.

Elektra and the others were the same.

But losing Bullseye was like losing a sharp blade. It was a critical loss for Kingpin.

Bullseye had done countless dirty deeds for him. Now, he had to find someone else.

"Li Wei."

Kingpin then stared at Li Wei's photograph and fell into thought.

Why would such a talented person help Norman Osborn?

Li Wei did not learn about it until he woke up the next day.

He was somewhat exhausted. He had taken the initiative the entire night before, which had drained him badly.

But he did not dare let himself be passive either. After all, 2B was too heavy.

If he failed to control himself...

Early in the morning, Norman Osborn called.

Norman Osborn looked grief-stricken. "Li, were you all right last night?"

"I was. What happened?"

Li Wei shook his head.

The Red Queen had not told him about it last night. Only this morning did he learn that Eve had gone into action.

Though at that time... he probably would not have been able to listen anyway.

"That's good."

Norman Osborn gritted his teeth. "That damned gangster sent people to threaten my other partners last night. A few of them really were frightened and want to stop funding my campaign."

Campaigns required money. At their core, they were games of money.

Norman Osborn was wealthy, but he would not use his own money to run for office. That would be idiotic.

As Hollywood liked to say, never use your own money to make a movie.

Elections were the same.

That was why Norman Osborn had found so many backers. They provided funds for his campaign, and after winning, he would return the favor. That was part of the "rules of the game."

Otherwise, who would spend money helping someone else run for office?

But now, some people had been frightened by Kingpin and no longer intended to keep investing.

After all, life was more important than money.

This infuriated Norman Osborn.

Li Wei spoke as if kind words cost nothing. "Norman, don't worry. No matter what happens, I'll stand by your side."

Norman Osborn looked deeply grateful. "Li, once I become mayor, I definitely won't treat you poorly."

No wonder people liked to offer help in someone's darkest hour.

Sure enough, Norman Osborn immediately said, "I hired Silver Sable International from Eastern Europe. They're very capable and often see combat. Do you want me to send some people to protect you?"

"No need."

Li Wei smiled. "My company's security staff are all retired veterans. It's hard to say who's stronger than whom."

The U.S. military had been the only one running rampant everywhere these past few years...

Whatever else could be said, they certainly had plenty of combat experience.

Why would he need an Eastern European security company?

After chatting a little longer, the two hung up.

Li Wei had thought Norman Osborn needed his financial support. Who would have expected Norman Osborn to be ready to spend his own money?

He was determined to fight Kingpin to the end!

Then fight it was. Li Wei did not care much about Kingpin. The only one he cared about was Tony Stark.

After all, Kingpin did not have much public attention. Even if Li Wei traded barbs with him, at most only New Yorkers would pay attention.

Tony Stark was different.

He was a celebrity across America. People all over the world knew him. He had serious star power.

With that in mind, Li Wei opened the system store and checked his reputation points.

"Damn, it's over fifty million."

Li Wei was in a wonderful mood.

He could now exchange for quite a few things.

For example, CPH4 from the world of Lucy, NZT-48 from Limitless, and so on.

Though these things did not improve physical fitness, they developed the brain.

And the versions available through the system had no side effects.

After looking for a while, Li Wei was tempted. He nearly decided to develop his brain.

But for the sake of his goal, he held himself back.

To ease the craving, he simply went for a ten-pull.

Nothing could not be solved with a ten-pull. If one was not enough, then two...

[Congratulations on your ten-pull. You have received the following rewards.]

[Fusion Battery ×4.]

[Batman Suit blueprint: Batman's first-generation suit, of commemorative significance.]

[Superman Glasses: Kryptonian technology. Once worn, even people familiar with you will not recognize you.]

[...]

Li Wei twitched the corner of his mouth.

What use did he have for a Batman Suit?

Though Batman's suits had plenty of "black technology," Li Wei wanted an Iron Man suit more.

Of course, the other items were useful, especially the Fusion Batteries. The company building was already using this kind of energy.

Just one battery could power the building for an entire year.

Soon, he reached the guaranteed reward for the ten-pull.

Li Wei lamented that he was still unlucky and could only live off guaranteed rewards.

When would he get an SSR from an ordinary draw too?

[Arcee (Transformers): Affiliated with the Autobots, serving as a commander.]

Another Transformer. Bumblebee finally had company.

Arcee was a commander among the Autobots, and she was female. Fans of mechanical girls were in for a treat.

However, her transformed appearance was a 1994 Ducati 916 motorcycle, an absolute classic.

Of course, if needed, she could change into the latest model.

But Li Wei felt it did not matter.

He had the Red Queen prepare the materials, then got ready to make her.

Taking a motorcycle out for an occasional ride was pretty fun.

When Li Wei arrived at the company, before he had even gotten out of the car, reporters swarmed Bumblebee and blocked the way.

Li Wei knew why.

"Mr. Li Wei, what do you think about Tony Stark going to the Middle East at a time like this?"

"Mr. Li Wei, will your cage match with Tony Stark still take place?"

"..."

The reporters shouted through the glass, pressing their microphones directly against the window.

Li Wei gestured for Bumblebee to stop, then rolled down the window.

Contrary to his usual attitude, he said, "I respect his choice. In my view, Tony Stark isn't a coward..."