American Comics: Sold to Kingpin Jinri Weapons at the Beginning

Traveling through Marvel, I didn't choose a hero or a villain, I chose to sell weapons. At the beginning, there was a gang war in New York. I found Kingpin and handed him a weapon of truth from the heavens. "It doesn't matter if you take credit. You can pay it back with your performance." Kingpin took this gun and swept through all the gangs in New York overnight. Iron Man rushed to put out the fire, but found that the fire on the other side was no longer in the same dimension. I sat behind the scenes and watched the war points roll in and the board rise. The greater the chaos, the more I make, the harder the hero cries, the happier I laugh. The order of this world was destined to collapse from the moment I sold my first gun.