Bullseye arrived beneath The Daily Bugle, a grimace twisting his features, yet a certain satisfaction simmered within him.
The rage he'd been bottling up for two days was about to be unleashed.
Ever since Batman had decked him with a single punch that night, he'd woken up bound and confined to a police cell.
It wasn't just a setback; it was humiliation.
And this was far more than that!
The Daily Bugle was widely known as Batman's accomplice, especially with Anton Jameson, the paper's backer and associate editor. That punk had even filmed a virtual biography of Batman.
Clearly, the guy was Batman's good buddy.
If he couldn't find Batman, he'd take it out on his good buddy, which was perfectly reasonable.
Bullseye strode into the building.
He didn't know that the moment he arrived downstairs, someone had already spotted him.
After learning that Bullseye had been released by the police department, Anton had instructed the security guards at the entrance to pay extra attention to outsiders.
The security guards understood.
The Daily Bugle had offended many people in its many years of operation.
Although their security measures weren't as good as those of Stark, Osborn, and other large corporations, they weren't weak either.
Bullseye, with such a menacing attitude and without any disguise, came to The Daily Bugle's building to loiter. Of course, he would be noticed immediately.
This guy was also too confident in himself.
Similarly, both he and Kingpin made the same mistake: they underestimated The Daily Bugle.
Very soon.
Bullseye arrived at the entrance of The Daily Bugle and immediately saw his target.
Anton Jameson.
There was also a man beside Anton. Bullseye knew him; his name was Eddie Brock, the editor-in-chief of The Daily Bugle.
"Bullseye."
Anton smiled slightly. "If you want to resolve this, we can go to the rooftop, so we don't scare my employees."
"I'm in a good mood today, considering you're so sensible, then let's go to the rooftop." Bullseye's gaze was as sharp as a blade, and he sneered, "But you'd better not play any tricks."
"Of course not."
Anton shrugged. "I'm just a regular guy. What tricks could I possibly have up my sleeve?"
Bullseye didn't pay much attention to the words.
In fact, he was hoping Anton would have some tricks. Preferably, he'd call Batman, and they could fight again.
This time, Bullseye was confident he wouldn't lose to Batman.
The three of them reached the rooftop.
Creak...
Bullseye locked the iron door behind them, then looked at Anton and Eddie, his killing intent palpable. "Where's Batman?"
Anton and Eddie exchanged a look, neither of them speaking.
Following their previous agreement, Eddie stepped forward, positioning himself in front of Anton.
"I see through you!"
This guy's definitely bad news! I want to eat him! Venom roared in Eddie's mind.
The symbiote needs a chemical substance called phenethylamine to stay healthy.
This chemical is abundant in the human brain, which is the primary reason the symbiote loves to eat brains.
Furthermore, Eddie discovered that chocolate, in its raw form, also contains a large amount of phenethylamine, so Venom's recent staple food has been chocolate.
It's worth mentioning that for a symbiote lacking human morals, chocolate is their main course, and brains can be considered dessert. However, this dessert, though readily available, can't be eaten whenever Venom wants, due to his agreement with his host Eddie.
Finally, the moment to enjoy dessert has arrived.
Venom was getting restless, impatient to devour Bullseye's head.
"Looks like there's nothing left to say."
Bullseye looked disappointed. He flipped his hand, revealing a dart. He glared at the two figures before him, a cruel smile spreading across his face.
"Kill you, and Batman will come looking for me."
Whoosh!
As soon as Bullseye finished speaking and raised his hand, throwing the dart, he was shocked to see Eddie transform into a giant black monster.
The monster's muscular body bulged, inlaid with white markings. Sharp fangs, a gaping maw, and a pair of pure white, alluring eyes all exuded a dangerous aura.
"What?"
Bullseye's pupils contracted, sensing a great danger, and he quickly retreated.
Unsurprisingly, the dart didn't harm Venom in the slightest.
Venom leaped suddenly, appearing before Bullseye and swiping at him.
From a distance of over ten meters, Venom's limbs transformed into tentacles, enveloping Bullseye, dragging him forcefully closer, and then, without hesitation, devoured Bullseye's head.
This world-class assassin, a moderately well-known villain in the Marvel Universe, was eaten by Venom just like that.
Anton, standing behind, pursed his lips, thinking he was so impressive.
Meanwhile.
Outside New York, a private nursing home.
Matt, facing off against Kingpin one-on-one, felt immense pressure, constantly pushed back by Kingpin's extraordinary physique.
Although Matt's agility was slightly superior to Kingpin's, Kingpin's exceptional physique had reached an unimaginable level.
This kind of talent reminded Matt of the legendary figures he'd heard about during his hellish training.
He gasped for breath, his ears on high alert, trying to anticipate Kingpin's next move.
At the same time, he sensed that Ben Urich had left under the escort of the High Table Killers, and knew it was time for him to retreat as well.
Kingpin wasn't someone you could easily handle!
If he could kill Kingpin so easily, then Kingpin definitely wouldn't be the formidable opponent he was to Matt.
"Trying to leave?"
Kingpin was furious; he hadn't had his fill yet.
Swoosh!
The massive figure instantly appeared beside Matt, delivering a terrifying leg whip.
Matt used the momentum to retreat, then leaped away, darting into the alley behind him.
Kingpin's face twitched.
He really hadn't expected Daredevil to become so slippery.
Running away when the situation turned bad wasn't the impression he had of Daredevil.
But chasing was definitely out of the question. Kingpin took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, glanced at the nursing home, and instructed the people beside him.
"Get her out of the country."
After speaking, Kingpin didn't bother to check his mother's reaction. He turned and got into the car, heading back to Manhattan.
As he got out of the car, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure greeted him at the entrance of Fisk Corp. The person walked over, grinning.
"Mr. Fisk, a pleasure to meet you."
Anton said with a smile, "This is a gift for you, to thank you for taking care of me these past few days."
With that, he handed the suitcase to Kingpin and waved goodbye.
Meanwhile, Wesley, who was waiting at the entrance to greet Kingpin, had a bad feeling.
Having been in the underworld for many years, Wesley knew that a suitcase of this size was usually used by mob cleaners to carry corpses.
"Take it to my office."
Kingpin suppressed his anger. "Let's see what he has to offer me."
A moment later.
Wesley's ominous premonition unfortunately came true.
Looking at the headless corpse in the leather trench coat, Kingpin finally couldn't contain his rage and smashed the desk in front of him with a slap.
"Have the weapons prepared. I want to show these people just how powerful Kingpin is."
Kingpin gnashed his teeth, furious.
He had never been so humiliated.
"The night in New York belongs to Kingpin. Many people have forgotten that these past few years because of the company's transformation. It's time to remind them just how terrifying and chaotic the underground world was back then!"
He spoke each word deliberately, his killing intent palpable.
Wesley was in a daze, as if he saw the young man who emerged from Hell's Kitchen, once again donning his battle armor.
To be precise, that wasn't exactly what Kingpin had said.
When he ascended to the throne back then, he delivered a declaration that echoed throughout the underworld.
"The underworld can now be run like a business... The chairman and the board will be... Kingpin!"
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