The Big Devil in the American Comics World

"Why?"

Mariko asked curiously:

"Isn't a native of the motherland a superhero? It is said that he has noble moral character, comparable to the superhero Captain America during World War II, and his super powers far surpass Captain America..."

"Oh, the people of our motherland have noble moral character?"

Li Xingzhou shook his head and smiled:

"In short, I won't lie to you. When you encounter trouble, it is more reliable to ask Jin Bin for help than to ask for help from the motherland. At least although Jin Pin is evil, he is not a madman. As long as you can offer a suitable price, he will be generous to you. You lend a helping hand.”

Mariko asked again: "What about Iron Man?"

"Tony Stark worries about big things. Because of his personal circumstances, he prefers to fight terrorists all over the world. As for street criminals, he doesn't bother to care."

"You are so familiar with superheroes, are you also a superhero? Breaking a person's wrist bone with one hand... even my guard Kenichiro Harada can't do it."

In Li Xingzhou's huge memory bank, the name Kenichiro Harada does exist.

Kenichiro Harada is Mariko's bodyguard, a master of kendo, and a master of ninjutsu. He is also Mariko's childhood sweetheart. Well, of course he has a crush on Mariko.

It's a pity that Mariko only regards him as a friend. And because of the huge difference in their identities, Harada Kenichiro could only bury his love deep in his heart and guard her silently. Even in modern society, Japan is still very hierarchical, but it is more hidden than in ancient times.

By the way, if Kenichiro Harada had followed tonight, then with his loyalty, when Li Xingzhou turned Mariko into a woman, he might have stayed outside the window, playing "Original Scenery of Hometown" while getting soaked in the rain?

If he could play the ocarina...

While letting his thoughts fly freely, Li Xingzhou answered Mariko's questions:

"I do have a bit of a superpower. You know that, mutant?"

"Of course. My grandfather's adopted daughter Yukio is a mutant."

"I should be a mutant too."

"Then your ability...I'm sorry, this is your secret, I shouldn't ask."

"With the relationship between you and me, there is no need to be so reserved." Li Xingzhou smiled and said, "My ability is to heal myself."

"Self-healing? Like Wolverine?"

"Have you heard the story about Wolverine?"

"My grandfather and Wolverine are old friends."

More than just old friends?

When your grandfather is old and dying in the future, he still wants to take away Wolverine's ability and restore his youth.

Li Xingzhou thought so in his heart and said casually:

"I see. My ability is not as good as Wolverine. He is a man who can survive a nuclear explosion. I'm just not afraid of ordinary cold weapons and small-caliber pistols."

The so-called "self-healing ability" is just a trait wrested from Jason using "Devil's Flesh Erosion". Of course, it is far from touching his core abilities.

But this is enough for Mariko to feel envious:

"It's amazing. It would be great if I also had superpowers. Then I could use my abilities to repay my family and exchange for freedom..."

Li Xingzhou smiled meaningfully:

"Believe me, even if you don't have super powers, you will have freedom in the future..."

During the pleasant chat, we arrived at our destination unknowingly.

Even though it was pouring rain late at night, there were still people at the door of this five-star hotel ready to serve guests.

As soon as Li Xingzhou's Lincoln Navigator stopped in front of the door, a doorman in red uniform came over quickly, helped open the rear seat door, and thoughtfully blocked the door with his hand.

Mariko reluctantly said goodbye to Li Xingzhou and got out of the car, and walked into the hotel door accompanied by the doorman.

Li Xingzhou lowered his car window and stared at her back, but soon his eyes fell on the doorman again.

That doorman was no ordinary person.

Li Xingzhou's powerful and keen soul sensed a strange energy dormant in his body as early as the doorman approached.

The energy was like martial arts energy, but it was somewhat specious.

Thinking back to the appearance of the doorman, he had small eyes, an unimpressive appearance, and a simple and honest temperament. He looked like an ordinary young man.

"Shangqi?"

The corners of Li Xingzhou's mouth curled up into a strange, slightly sarcastic smile.

Just because his father trained him crazily and asked him to personally avenge his mother who was killed by his enemies, Shang Qi felt that his father was cruel and that revenge would make him a bad person, so he ignored the good young master of a wealthy and reclusive family. Anonymous, Run went to work as a bellboy in a beautiful girl, and she felt free and happy...

Did Shang-Chi really grow up in China?

Parents' hatred is irreconcilable. This is the traditional Chinese legal principle!

In Li Xingzhou's case, if his enemy came to his home and killed his mother while his father was not at home, he would not need his father's supervision at all. He would practice crazily and then search for his enemies all over the world to kill him.

Shang Qi actually thinks that the enemy his father caused killed his mother, so he doesn't have to hate his enemies, but he must hate his father. He can even let go of the hatred of killing his mother and would rather be a doorman...

Hmm, maybe the big beautiful donuts are actually delicious?

Or is the air of freedom and democracy really sweet?

Is Bai Zuo's method really more deceptive than the inner demon's method?

Li Xingzhou had no interest in people like Shang Qi. The energy in his body that was similar to that of true energy could only attract him to take a second look.

Therefore, after Mariko entered the hotel, Li Xingzhou only slightly sighed that the remote breeding was unique in the world, and then he retracted his gaze, lowered the car window, started the car, and drove towards Forest Hill.

The hotel is very close to Forest Hill, but far from the Fantasy Bar.

Anyway, it was raining heavily tonight, the business was average, and with Bansel in charge, he was too lazy to go back to the nightclub, so he simply went back to his home to spend the night.

…

At the same time.

The Blood Hand Gang's lair.

Three burly men in windbreakers walked into the warehouse door with light steps that did not match their body size.

The warehouse had long been cleaned up by the cleaning team called by Li Xingzhou.

Not only did the corpses and bloodstains disappear, but even the shells and bullets were not missed, and they were cleaned up completely.

Even the ground cracked by the werewolf's claws and the walls scratched by the claws were filled and repaired with quick-drying cement, and then covered with large pieces of graffiti.

Even the broken skylight was replaced with a new one, and the old glass was specially used.

It has to be said that the cleaning team of Jinbing Group is professional.

Three burly men looked around the empty warehouse. The white man with a beard in the middle moved his nose to sniff, and then spat fiercely:

"Badman is dead. Although the scene was cleaned up very cleanly, and even the smell of blood was washed away with chemicals, I smelled the resentment left by Badman before his death."

The black man on the right asked in a low voice: "Who killed him?"

The white man with a beard smiled grimly:

"We don't know yet. But we will find the murderer. No one can escape the hunting of werewolves. Especially now, the werewolf clan has a powerful backing beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Sooner or later, we will eliminate the blood clan, eliminate those so-called superheroes, walk in the sun openly, and rule the whole world!"

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