The strange man heard the police officer's threat, but instead of putting down his greatsword, he strode towards the police officers.
"Fire."
The American police would not tolerate criminals. They immediately opened fire, and the bullets successfully hit the strange man's chest, causing black blood to gush out.
But the strange man's movements were almost unaffected. He raised his greatsword and charged at the police officer. The officer's expression changed drastically. Just as he was about to flee, the greatsword had already fallen.
The police officer's eyes widened suddenly, and the next second, his upper body slid from the severed wound to the ground.
"Ah!"
The cameraman screamed loudly, and the police officers were also frightened, frantically firing at the strange man. Unfortunately, it was mostly useless. The strange man charged into the crowd, his sword rising and falling, and police officers were cut down one after another.
The viewers who had just been saying they were bored were now dumbfounded. This was too terrifying, wasn't it? This guy was definitely not human.
"I'm quitting."
The cameraman was so scared he almost wet his pants, throwing down his camera and running back. The viewers were not at all surprised by this. How many cameramen had Roxanne gone through, front and back?
In fact, it wasn't just the cameraman who ran; Roxanne also turned and fled—she was indeed very dedicated, but she wasn't stupid. If she didn't run at a time like this, was she waiting to get killed?
After they had run for a while, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the cameraman. The cameraman couldn't help but let out a terrified scream.
The strange man said nothing, his hand rising and falling with the blade, cutting off the cameraman's head. Then, the strange man fixed his fierce gaze on Roxanne.
Roxanne swallowed, just about to turn and run, when at that moment, a cool motorcycle sped out from the side, sending the strange man flying into the bushes.
Then, the rider on the motorcycle shouted to Roxanne, "Get on quickly."
"That voice sounds so familiar."
Roxanne was a little puzzled, but at this moment, she couldn't dwell on it. She quickly climbed onto the back seat and hugged the other person. Then, the rider turned the handlebars, and the motorcycle sped away like an arrow.
The mountain road was bumpy and difficult to navigate, but the motorcyclist's skill was extremely high, with no signs of overturning. Soon, the two left the dangerous area.
At Horn TV Station, Andrew and Editor-in-Chief Jameson were watching Roxanne's live broadcast. Seeing them in danger, Jameson hurriedly said, "Boss, quickly find someone to save them."
Although Jameson was a bit stingy, he was good at heart. Andrew said, "No need. Roxanne has already been saved."
"That's good then."
Jameson breathed a sigh of relief. He said, "That strange man is not a normal person. This world is becoming more and more bizarre."
"For journalists, this is a good thing."
Andrew looked at the still image on the screen and said, "Jason, the Hundred-Man Slayer. New York truly has all kinds of people."
Jason, one of the four great slayers in film history, appeared in this world probably due to world fusion.
Jameson looked puzzled: "Jason, the Hundred-Man Slayer, who is that?"
Andrew said, "He's the strange man from just now. Don't let his two-meter height and his ferocity fool you; he's actually just a child."
"A child?"
Jameson looked like, 'I haven't read much, don't lie to me.' What kind of child could be two meters tall and as strong as a bear?
Andrew didn't say much. He stood up and said, "Alright, I'm going to visit Osborn Group's artificial sun experiment this afternoon, so I won't stay long."
"Boss, my son is getting married next month. I wonder if I'll have the honor of inviting you to attend?"
Jameson asked hurriedly. His son was an astronaut, quite excellent, but unfortunately, his fate wasn't very good; he fell in love with someone he shouldn't have.
"Don't worry, I'll go. By the way, a suggestion for you: open the caviar later."
Andrew patted Jameson's shoulder sympathetically and turned to leave. Jameson looked puzzled, wondering why the caviar should be opened later.
Walking out of The Daily Bugle, Andrew lightly tapped his finger, and Jason in the mountains was crushed to Death on the spot. Then, Andrew cursed Jason so that he would die immediately every time he revived.
The reason for crushing Jason was that he had the aura of hell on him. Clearly, he was intentionally transferred to the vicinity of New York by a certain Demon Lord. Otherwise, he should have stayed near Crystal Lake.
Additionally, Jason's soul was not in his body; no matter how many times he was killed, he could revive. This was the reason Andrew needed to add a curse.
"Alice, monitor New York and its surroundings. If you find evil spirits similar to Jason, or demon cultists, immediately send people to deal with them. If they can't be dealt with, notify me, and I will personally take action."
Andrew instructed. He didn't know what the Demon Lords planned to do next, but he could cut off all their tentacles.
"Yes, Boss." Alice immediately replied.
On the other side, the motorcyclist took Roxanne to a safe place. Then, he took off his helmet, turned, and smiled at Roxanne: "Roxanne, long time no see."
"It really is you."
Seeing those melancholic eyes, Roxanne immediately slapped him. This man had abandoned her twice, a full two times.
Johnny, the Ghost Rider, did not dodge. He said, "I had a reason. Let me explain it to you."
Roxanne snorted coldly: "I'd like to hear how you explain."
"It's like this…"
Johnny recounted in detail the story he and Mephisto had to tell. Then, he explained, "Roxanne, I truly didn't mean to leave you. I had no choice but to leave."
"You said you're Ghost Rider?"
After listening, Roxanne couldn't help but laugh: "Johnny, before you lie, please gather more information. Ghost Rider is an angel; he has nothing to do with Demon Lords."
"Ghost Riders were indeed angels at first, but later, they were corrupted by the power of Demon Lords and became their tools."
Johnny said, "Roxanne, I really didn't lie to you."
Roxanne still didn't believe him. She said, "No need for nonsense. Transform. If you can transform, I'll believe you."
Johnny said awkwardly, "I can't transform in sunlight."
"Make it up, keep making it up."
Roxanne scoffed, "I'm telling you, I've seen the real Ghost Rider, and he can transform whether it's day or night."
"Your Boss Andrew Wang is not Ghost Rider; he is a more terrifying existence. Even Mephisto suffered a great loss at his hands."
Johnny looked at Roxanne and said, "Roxanne, this time I will never leave you again. I will apply to be your cameraman and stay with you always.
However, I have a mission this time: to monitor the situation of demons and to deal with some evil people possessed by the power of evil gods. So, I occasionally need to leave for a while."
During the last incident, a small amount of evil god power scattered within New York City. They merged with evil people, making them stronger and more evil. At the same time, they could gain power from slaughter and Death.
Johnny needs to use the Eye of Judgment to burn those out-of-control evil people who possess a significant amount of evil god power.
"You say it as if it's true. Do you think I'll fall for it again?"
Although she said this, a glimmer of hope couldn't help but rise in Roxanne's heart—she truly loved Johnny; otherwise, she wouldn't have given him a second chance back then.
Johnny smiled, "Roxanne, I will prove everything to you with facts. Tonight, I'll take you demon hunting."
...
Norman Osborn attached great importance to the artificial sun experiment. Not only did he arrange the best laboratory for Doctor Octopus, but he also invited many celebrities and journalists to witness the experiment.
Norman Osborn even sent an invitation to Tony Stark, with a strong hint of provocation. However, to Norman's surprise, Tony Stark actually came.
Tony came to the laboratory not for Norman, but to find Andrew Wang. He walked past a bored-looking Andrew and greeted him, "Mr. Wang, we meet again."
Andrew smiled and said, "Just call me Andrew. Is something wrong?"
"In the past month or so, New York's crime rate has increased by at least one hundred percent."
Tony asked with a serious expression, "This is very abnormal. I want to know why this is happening. Is there something wrong with New York?"
"The reason for this is the Beast."
Andrew replied, "During the last Hand crisis, the Beast tried to descend but was blown apart. Its flesh and blood merged with New York, causing New York to become an evil place filled with malevolent energy."
"An evil place?"
Tony was a bit stunned. He hadn't expected the answer to be so unscientific. He pressed on, "What will New York become like next?"
Andrew said, "It will become a city of three 'mores': more criminals, more dead people, and more disasters."
"I will never allow New York to become like that."
Tony's expression was very firm. He asked, "Andrew, is there a way to restore New York to normal?"
Andrew nodded and said, "Yes, summon a positive energy god, kill him, and bury him in New York. The positive and negative energies will neutralize each other, and New York will return to normal."
"..."
Tony was speechless. What a scientific method! The problem was, that's a god, not a stray dog on the street. You just say kill and kill?
Thinking of something, Tony couldn't help but glance at Andrew. Does this one count as a positive energy god?
Andrew said, "Tony Stark, your eyes tell me you want to be tied to a rocket and launched into space. As an angel, I'd be happy to fulfil your hobby."
"I don't have such a hobby."
Tony quickly averted his gaze. At this moment, Gwen, dressed in an assistant's uniform, walked over. She asked curiously, "Andrew, do you know Mr. Stark?"
"I don't know him, but he knows me."
Andrew smiled and introduced him to Tony: "This is Gwen Stacy, Doctor Octopus's assistant."
Tony knew Gwen was Spider-Woman, but they didn't know each other officially. He shook hands with Gwen and said, "Your boyfriend is very capable. Remember to keep a close eye on him."
"That's hard, because I still don't know how capable he truly is."
Gwen smiled. She said excitedly, "Andrew, Doctor Octopus's artificial sun experiment is about to begin. Once successful, everyone will have access to low-cost energy."
"Doctor Octopus's idea is very good, but artificial sun and eternal energy are a bit too ahead of their time."
Andrew shook his head, not hiding his disapproval of the experiment at all. Tony looked at him in surprise; his thoughts were actually the same as his own?
Gwen retorted, "Being ahead of its time doesn't mean it will fail. Mr. Stark's Arc Reactor and Iron Man Suit are also very advanced."
"How is he the same?"
Andrew glanced at Tony. Tony held his head high, waiting for Andrew's praise, only to hear Andrew continue, "He's the man who was almost tied to a rocket and launched into space."
Tony's face immediately darkened, while Gwen chuckled. At this moment, Norman Osborn walked over, greeting Andrew and Tony with an excited expression: "Mr. Stark, Mr. Wang, welcome."
"Mr. Osborn."
The three nodded simultaneously. Norman said to Tony with a hint of pride, "Mr. Stark, humanity will never have to worry about energy again."
Tony frankly stated, "I really hope you succeed, but to be honest, I don't have high hopes for this experiment."
"Mr. Stark, in this world, you're not the only genius."
Norman snorted, apologized to Andrew, and turned to greet other guests.
Andrew looked at Norman's retreating figure, narrowing his eyes slightly. He sensed a fluctuation of evil god power on Norman.
Andrew thought to himself, "The evil god power on Norman Osborn is a bit strong. It seems I need to pay more attention to him in the future."
Gwen looked at Andrew in surprise and asked, "Andrew, you even know Mr. Osborn?"
Andrew said, "He knows me. Your boyfriend, me, I'm a celebrity in New York City."
"A celebrity who can't even get free park admission?"
Gwen scoffed. Andrew retorted, "In your eyes, is the purpose of a celebrity just free park admission?"
"Isn't it? Mr. Stark gets in for free."
Gwen said. Tony rolled his eyes, indicating he didn't want to answer that question.
At this moment, Doctor Octopus called Gwen over to help. Gwen excused herself and went to help operate the instruments.
"Poor Doctor Octopus."
Andrew looked at Doctor Octopus's figure, shaking his head inwardly. At this moment, he noticed a middle-aged black man with thinning hair in the corner, adjusting a machine—he seemed like a small transparent figure, no one noticed him at all.
"Electro Max, tsk tsk, Osborn Group is a villain gathering."
Looking at Max's hair, Andrew remembered something: "When will Big Head's hair growth potion be ready? That could harvest a lot of souls."
Max naturally didn't know that a Demon Lord was paying attention to his… hair. He didn't care about others' disregard because he was already used to it. Besides, he was Spider-Man's friend—Spider-Man himself said so.
In fact, Spider-Man did say something like that, but the problem was, he just said it casually; he didn't even remember Max's name.
Max, who had no friends, regarded Spider-Man as his spiritual pillar. He even wondered if he should invite him to his birthday.
Here, Tony thought of something and asked Andrew, "By the way, Andrew, you seem to have quite a few shares in Osborn Group?"
"Yes, quite a few."
Andrew nodded and asked Alice in his watch, "Alice, how many shares of Osborn Group do I own?"
Alice's voice came from the watch: "Boss, you are currently the second-largest shareholder of Osborn Group, owning shares second only to Norman Osborn."
"That many? Keep acquiring."
Andrew said. Once Norman Osborn was finished, Osborn Group would be his. At that time, he would transfer everything he needed to hell, just like he did with Hammer Industries.
"You don't even remember how many shares you have?"
Tony complained. Usually, he was the one showing off his wealth to others, but today he was shown off by someone else.
Tony felt a bit displeased.