The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

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." Linde collected the money for change and waved goodbye.

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

Most of these homeless people are people who cannot find a job. It is not because they are unable to work, but because they cannot be hired for various reasons, such as having bad records, theft, and delayed loans. Others were unable to afford the rent, or no landlord wanted to rent to them due to undignified files.

Among them are minorities, there are illegal immigrants, and there are so-called white trash. They are marginal people who have fallen from the mainstream of society, but there is still a distance 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-nineteenth century, potato blight was prevalent in Ireland, which led to widespread famine. Some of them went to the British Empire, which lacked virtue, and some came to the United States, which was not shitting at that 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.

Today, the gang power in New York has become more complicated. Gangs of various ethnicities control a large number of illegal industries, and due to the involvement of votes and political donations, gangs and politicians have always been entangled. The media blindfolds the public and allows evil to roll in it.

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 when you say restless?"

"Just fire in the street, bang, bang, bang!" The 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 buddies, 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 was clearly "I'm not happy, someone is going to be unlucky".

Horrified, Stan asked, "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 say Say a few words."

"You're offending the chef before dinner." Linde glanced at the pretentious Stan.

The old man immediately changed his face, "Who made my good friend angry? Don't look at me as old, but justice prevents me from sitting idly by. I'll go and paint a miserable life for him."

Linde shook his head, he already had a deep understanding of Stan's unreliability.

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

"Shut yourself in the house all day."

When Linde set out to set up a stall this morning, he caught a glimpse of Gali passing by behind the window on the second floor. This is always the case when children lose their temper. They obviously want to apologize and reconcile, but they don’t want to take the initiative to speak up. They can only wait for adults to come up Get close, and then go down the slope.

Going up to the second floor, there is a bright light in the corridor, which comes from Stan's workshop. Next to it is Jiali's room. Linde lives opposite to Jiali. Jiali can hear him opening the door clearly.

So he opened the door, closed it again, and pretended to be in the house, but he was 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." Linde called to Gali before she closed the door. He didn't intend to grab the door. Gali's strength only needs to move his fingers to push him to the first cosmic speed.

Jiali opened the door a little and invited Linde to come in.

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

"Galli, many customers are asking me why you didn't show up today." Linde stood at the door, "I told them that the food truck is going to be shut down. Because you didn't come, this car will not continue to operate meaning."

Gali lowered her head and said nothing, her long dark chestnut hair reminded Linde of the dense hanging moss hanging down in the corridor of Nord's ancient tomb, this association made him want to laugh, Linde talked about Jin Bin's incident, "He Plan to take revenge on me, before I figure out how to let him die, I hope you stay at home temporarily."

"Forest."

"What's wrong?"

"I can help you." Jiali 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 girl." Linde reached out and opened a portal leading to the multiverse, and stepped in.

Kim took Gwen Stacy back to his lair, not the luxurious commercial building on the edge of the city in southern 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 gunners. 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 overlooking all living beings, while curling up in the shadows of the ground has the peace of mind 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.

Together they stepped into a luxuriously decorated wooden elevator and continued down, feeling like they were falling into hell.

"Sir, may I leave?"

"Don't worry, kind girl, without you, I would have died on the road today. So I want to repay you." Jin Bing's face was gloomy and fierce, but his tone was calm, "Don't worry, you will be very happy here. Safer than you are at home."

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

"Shhh, miss, what's your name?"

"Gwen, Gwen Stacy."

"Okay, Miss Gwen, I need your help." Jin Bin's voice was softer, "Witness me how to destroy that little bastard bit by bit. I hope you can save him by the side when he is dying, just Like what you did today. Of course, I have more serious requests, I hope you can cooperate with me to record a video, read a line, and then donate a finger that you don't need, such as the left little finger?"

Gwen froze in place, terrified.

"Then you agree. See you tomorrow morning."

The elevator door opened, revealing a vibrant industrial park, Jin Bin strode out, like a king walking towards the throne, he said to his subordinates: "Take Miss Gwen to rest."

Gwen was taken to a bedroom that resembled a prison cell.

When there was no one around, she finally started to sob.

Weep for your own 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-Man from different worlds to rescue you."