Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Fifth Avenue, Manhattan, New York.

central Park.

Xiao Zizai let go of his hand, put down Jane Foster, pushed up his glasses, and said with a smile: "Miss Jane, goodbye!"

After saying that, Xiao Zizai turned and left.

Jane Foster looked at Xiao Zizai's back, and suddenly felt a sense of loss in her heart. She took a deep breath, clenched her fists, and asked loudly: "Mr. Satan, will we really see each other again?"

Hearing this, Xiao Zizai waved his hand and said with a smile: "The World-Honored One has a saying: Dependent origination is extinguished, and conditional origin is empty. Gains and losses depend on conditions, and the mind does not increase or decrease."

"Everything is like the Dharma, like the bubbles in a dream, like dew and lightning, and should be viewed as such..."

Listening to those incomprehensible words, Jane Foster felt that something was about to be lost, and she shook her head hard.

Facing Xiao Zizai's back, he shouted loudly: "Mr. Satan, if you are really hungry next time and can't find the bad guy! You can't control your words!"

"Then please eat me!"

"I live in the building across from Central Park, room 301!"

After Xiao Zizi heard this, he couldn't help but be startled, and his footsteps paused. He shook his head and continued to move forward.

"Zi Zi, if you are really hungry and can't control yourself, please eat me!"

These words are so familiar!

The last person who said this to me was Master Jie Kong.

That was when I was practicing in Lingyin Temple, and that was the first time someone saved me...

This is the second one...

My Buddha is compassionate! Are you the World Honored One?

Is it you who has sown a little glory in the hearts of my disciples?

There may be different results this time!

"Namo Amitabha!"

Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses, smiled, and murmured softly.

…

Hell's Kitchen.

Hell's Kitchen.

"Damn devil! Don't come here!"

A vicious gangster screamed in terror.

"Pick your fingers!"

A strong and powerful golden fingerprint pierced the gangster's forehead, smashing his head into pieces, and the white tofu brain exploded on the ground.

Xiao Zizai pushed up his glasses, smiled, and said, "I really haven't been there!"

He continued to move forward.

"Great Merciful Hands!"

A huge golden palm print flew out and hit the gangster's chest. The huge impact knocked the gangster directly into the wall.

"Dragon Claw Hand!"

A huge golden claw print flew out and caught a gangster on the head.

"Dragon sucks water!"

A dragon-shaped zhenqi flew out and sucked a gangster into Xiao Zizai's hand. Xiao Zizai squeezed it gently and crushed the gangster's head to pieces.

"The big monument thrower!"

A huge golden stone tablet flew out and beat a gangster to pieces.

"Toraye finger!"

"Lion roars!"

"Prajna Palm!"

"Arhat Fist!"

"..."

As Xiao Zi's deep voice continued to fall, people kept falling down in Hell's Kitchen.

One corpse after another was beaten until it was embedded in the wall, and it was embedded tightly.

Xiao Zizai took a look at his masterpiece, sighed, and said with some disappointment: "What a pity! There is no oxygen bottle and glucose, so it still doesn't taste good!"

"These people really have no ability to resist at all. Such dishes have no quality and can only rely on quantity..."

"And my appetite is getting bigger and bigger...it's a bit difficult to handle!"

"I felt full just now, but after eating a dessert, I felt hungry again..."

"The inner demons are getting more and more serious..."

Xiao Zizai looked at the watch on his wrist. It was five o'clock and it was time to go back.

That’s it for today’s hunting!

"Whoosh!"

A sound that broke through the air suddenly sounded from behind Xiao Zizai.

He frowned, his hand lit up with golden light, and he grabbed the thing that came at him, which was an iron baton.

"Scoundrel! You butcher whose hands are stained with blood! I, Daredevil, must defeat you and send you to the police station!"

An extremely cold voice sounded.

Xiao Zizi turned around, his eyes were scarlet red, and there was a very strong killing intent in his eyes.

A man in red tights walked out of the alley.

Daredevil sneered, pulled out the remaining baton from his chest, clenched the baton in his hand, stamped on the ground, dodged and killed Xiao Zizai.

Seeing this, Xiao Zizai grinned. This man was a little interesting and a little strong, but only a little strong.

It's a pity that you came out too late.

If you had been earlier, I could still play with you, but now I have to go back.

Xiao Zizai took a step forward, grabbed Daredevil's baton-waving hand, squeezed it hard, and made a "click, click, click" sound.

Then there was a powerful and heavy throw over the shoulder, slamming Daredevil to the ground.

Then he kicked Daredevil hard on the chest.

Xiao Zizai's series of movements were extremely natural and completed in one go.

Before Daredevil could recover, he found that he had no ability to resist. Eight ribs were broken, one hand was broken, and all the internal organs were kicked and bleeding.

My whole body hurts terribly!

I feel like my whole body is useless!

This murderer is too scary!

I must stop him.

We can no longer let him continue to commit crimes.

With great faith, Daredevil endured the pain in his body and climbed up from the ground. His voice was extremely trembling and he asked: "Asshole, I, Daredevil, must stop you!"

"We absolutely cannot continue to let you commit crimes! People like you will only make Hell's Kitchen more chaotic!"

"Do you think what you did was right? With such brutal killing, are you any different from these vicious people?"

"Everyone has their own justice to judge them!"

"Do you think you can be above the law if you have some superpowers?"

Xiao Zizai smiled, with a look of admiration in his eyes, and slowly said: "Yes, your willpower is very good. You have obviously lost the ability to resist, but you can still stand up..."

"You make me very happy, but you are still too weak..."

"Besides, I am a patient, please don't reason with a patient."

"The only people in this world who can reason with me are the World Honored Tathagata and the Buddha Sakyamuni."

After saying that, Xiao Zizai's hand lit up with golden light, and he made a huge tombstone-slamming move towards Daredevil's face.

He looked at the fallen Daredevil, pushed up his glasses, and said with a smile: "Donor Daredevil, please have a sleep! I hope you can let me experience some happiness next time, and I hope you can have some strength.

Son!"

"It's going to be dawn now. I hope you won't meet some vicious gangsters..."

"Hahaha... I think you should be safe. After all, all the gangsters around here have been killed by poor monks..."

Xiao Zizai clasped his hands together and murmured in a low voice: "Namo Amitabha!"

While the night was still dark, I ran towards Inkram Street in Queens.

Before the moment of dawn.

I should be home soon.

Tonight was really interesting.