Eddie rushed up to help Schiller, but the man dropped the package, and then stopped Eddie, saying, "Don't touch him when you are rigid, otherwise it is easy to twist the joint, stay away from him......"

At this time, Eddie turned his head, only to see that the zipper of the leather bag that was thrown on the ground by a strange man had been torn open.

Looking through the gap, the purse contained not office supplies, but a large bundle of explosives.

The man didn't look at the package he had lost, but gently pulled Schiller's shoulders and told him to lean back, not to curl up and interfere with his breathing, then lay his arms flat and began to rub the joints of his elbows, his movements so skillfully that he had done it countless times.

Eddie stepped forward, picked up the package, and opened it, it was supposed to be homemade explosives, not too powerful, but more than enough to kill one person.

It wasn't until Schiller eased up a little that the man noticed that Eddie behind him had picked up the package, but his attitude was much calmer than Eddie imagined, and the strange man took off his hood, looked at Eddie and said, "...... What are you going to do? Call the police? ”

Eddie zipped up the purse and threw the explosives back to the strange man, who was startled by his bold gesture and panicked and scrambled to take the package to make sure the bomb wouldn't explode suddenly due to the rough handling.

"What are you doing? Aren't you afraid of bombs exploding?! He roared.

"You're a dangerous person who carries explosives, and you're afraid of bombs exploding?" Eddie asked rhetorically that as a journalist, he was best at finding holes in other people's words.

"I ......" The strange man seemed a little unspeakable, and was a little speechless when asked like this, but at this time, Eddie took the initiative to lower his posture, he said: "Thank you for your help, if it weren't for you, my friend would be in danger." ”

"I also know a little bit of chemistry, this kind of explosive made by you is very unsafe, even if you want to carry him to blow up something, it is more likely that you will blow yourself up, but the other party is fine." Eddie shook his head and repeated what Venom had told him about homemade explosives.

Eddie is a liberal arts student who knows little about explosives, but Venom is a combination of the wisdom of two science and engineering geniuses.

The first time he saw the explosives, he told Eddie that this thing was too rudimentary, the direction of the explosion was uncontrollable, the power of the explosion was uncontrollable, and even when it would explode was not controllable.

The strange man looked down at his purse, a little at a loss, he pursed his lips, pulled up his hood again and said, "What I am going to do has nothing to do with you, don't say you've seen me, I'm leaving." ”

Eddie stretched out an arm, blocking his way, and the man nudged his arm, and found that it didn't move, as if it had suddenly become more energetic, and pushed harder, but Eddie still didn't move.

Eddie turned his head, glanced at him and asked, "...... What is your name? ”

"Why should I tell you?" The strange man took two steps back with some vigilance, and Eddie looked him up and down, and then said, "I'm a journalist, and I've worked in big newspapers such as the Global Times and the New York Daily. ”

The man's eyes suddenly lit up, but the fire suddenly went out again, and he snorted coldly and said, "Reporter? You have to have a bit of a limit to your lies, and the reporters of the big newspapers will come here? ”

After saying that, he was about to leave again, Eddie's face turned cold, he looked at the man, I touched my cheek, and said, "Mask!" ”

In the next second, the huge black monster's terrifying fangs and sharp teeth hung over the man's head, the long scarlet tongue dripping saliva, and the white spider compound eyes, with a narrow shape and an evil expression.

"Ahhhh!!!!!!h

There was a high-pitched scream from the Hell's Kitchen community, but it didn't wake anyone, there were so many accidents here, and the victim still had the strength to scream, which meant that he didn't need help, and the only person who wouldn't think that way was Daredevil Matt, but he wasn't here right now.

A few minutes later, the strange man sat down next to Schiller, and the two leaned against the corner together, while Eddie stood in front of them, and the strange man held the dynamite bag and said, "...... My name is Bowers, you can just call me Bob. ”

"I have a son and a daughter, the son is studying abroad with his mother, and he is doing well, but the daughter is ......"

Bob pulled a half-pack of cigarettes out of his pocket, lit one, and turned his head to see a pair of shining eyes staring at him.

Bob glanced at Eddie, who took his chin and gestured, "My friend is on withdrawal, give him a cigarette to smoke, that will make him better." ”

Bob glanced at Schiller, seeing his pale face and neck muscles that were still twitching, which perfectly matched his impression of the image of a recluse, so he didn't say anything, and handed a cigarette to Eddie, who lit it and handed it to Schiller.

Eddie also walked over to Bob's side and squatted down, with Schiller smoking a cigarette in the background, and the two chatted, and chatting was Eddie's forte.

He crouched on the side of the road with a cigarette, frowning, shrugging his nose and grinning, and when Bob saw this image of him, he instinctively shrank back and said, "Are you really a journalist?" I've never seen a journalist with this image, are you sure you're not a gangster from Hell's Kitchen? ”

Eddie glanced at him, and seemed to be very unhappy with this evaluation of him, but he also remembered that Dr. Dora, who had worked with him on the Life Foundation, had also commented on him, and he didn't look like a good person?

"I'm so much cuter than you." Venom commented: "If it falls into my hands, it will only be bitten off in the head, and if it falls into your hands, maybe it will sink into the sea and feed the sharks......"

"Don't talk nonsense." Eddie immediately denied it, and then, he straightened his expression, relaxed his muscles, and showed a kind smile, and then asked Bob, "You just mentioned your daughter, what's wrong with her?" ”

Bob hesitated, then looked at Eddie and asked, "Will you write about me in the newspaper?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm professional, all the names interviewed will be replaced by pseudonyms......"

"No, I mean, you're going to have to write about us in the newspapers......" Bob choked up and said, "We're at our end of the road!" ”

"The reason why I was able to deal with your friend's condition is that my daughter also has epilepsy, and it's hereditary epilepsy, inherited from her mother." Bob took a deep breath and said, "When my youngest daughter was 4 years old, we divorced, but not because of a genetic disease, but because the eldest son was too rebellious, and the two of us had too many differences in education, so we decided to separate. ”

"In the beginning, she took two children, but it didn't take long for my daughter's hereditary epilepsy to develop, and her financial situation was not as good as mine, and the medical conditions in the town were not good, so I had to send Tina back to me, where I had a stable job, medical insurance, and better medical conditions......"

"You have health insurance?!" Eddie was a little surprised and said that this was very rare in this kind of neighborhood, and if these people had health insurance, you wouldn't be here.

Some people think that medical care in the United States is free, and there is some truth to this, but the premise is that you must have health insurance, and there are many levels of medical insurance, even the cheapest one, which is not affordable for many people here.

Moreover, low-grade medical insurance only provides relatively basic services, simply put, you can only see a headache and brain fever, and in the United States, the general headache and brain fever will not be prescribed, most of them just recommend that you rest more.

And if you want to treat a serious illness, you can also do it, but you have to queue up, if you are lucky, you can quickly queue up, and if you are unlucky, you will have to queue for a long time, mainly depending on the richness of medical resources in various places.

Of course, if you donate a certain amount or have a special membership service at the bank, you can also join the queue, but obviously this is not something that the poor can consider.

So, Eddie was very surprised to hear that this man actually had health insurance, if he could afford health insurance, wouldn't he come here to rent a house and go to a neighborhood with better security?

But listening to his thoughts, Bob shook his head and said, "That's all in the past, New York is indeed rich in medical resources, my daughter has also been treated, and everything was stable at first, until ...... Until ......"

Bob suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Damn the Stark Group!" What did they come up with, and that ...... Skytrains? ”

"I'm a bus station dispatcher myself, and since the bus company canceled the New York City Inner Loop to two dozen trips, they don't need as many dispatchers, so I'm out of work."

Eddie frowned and said, "There should be compensation for unemployment in this case, didn't your boss give it to you?" ”

"He gave it, but my daughter needs treatment, she is young and needs nutrition." Bob said with some remorse: "Before, I didn't expect this situation, I spent money lavishly, I didn't leave any savings, and after losing my job, the last salary and subsidies were quickly spent." ”

"I couldn't afford to pay the rent, so I had to move to a more remote area, and eventually, I moved to a neighborhood on the outskirts of this area, but when I went to look for a job, when people heard that I lived here, they thought I was a homeless man with nothing to do, and they wouldn't admit me."

Eddie patted him on the shoulder and said, "I know one, wrong step, wrong step, I was like this at the beginning......"

He sat down next to Bob and said, "I don't know, you like to read newspapers and news, maybe, you will have some impression that I used to be a well-known journalist and interviewed many big names, including Tony Stark as you call it......"

When Bob heard him say this, he immediately turned his head and stared at Eddie's face, and he said, "...... Did you wear black-rimmed glasses before? Do you always like to wear a striped shirt and a tie with polka dots? ”

Eddie nodded, took out a pair of black-rimmed glasses from his pocket and put them on, and then looked at Bob, who jumped up in shock, and then said, "Eddie Bullock?!" New York gold medal reporter, how could Xu Xu be here?!! ”

"That's the story I'm going to tell you, a story about me who got in love for a while, but still don't regret it." Eddie turned his head to look at Bob and said with a hint of smugness, "Trust me, I'm a gold medal journalist, but I can tell more stories than you can do." ”

Bob was a little curious, Eddie leaned against the wall, looked up at the sky, spat out a puff of smoke rings, and said, "I heard that someone caught a homeless man for experiments, and I gave him a punch during the interview and was blocked, it's as simple as that." ”

Bob was choked up, and the expression on his face was as if to say, "That's all you say you can tell a story?" But soon, he felt sympathy again, and looked at Eddie and said:

"That's always the way those guys are, right? I've already gained enough, so I don't want to give us people a little way to live......"

Eddie nodded, then turned his gaze to the bomb he was holding in his arms, and he pointed to it with his cigarette and said:

"So, you're going to make them pay something?"

Bob also looked down at the bomb in his arms, pursed his lips and said, "Can't you?" Anyway, my daughter and I won't survive anymore, and they will have to pay for their actions......"

"With all due respect, you're brave, but stupid." Eddie squinted his eyes and said, "If you do this, you can't hurt Stark, you can only hurt yourself." ”