The Big Devil in the American Comics World

"Goodbye, Natasha."

"Goodbye, Mr. Victor."

At the door of Stark Tower, after watching Li Xingzhou and Emma leave, Natasha thought for a while, took out a special mobile phone and dialed a secret number:

"Clint, help me check a person. His name is Leonardo Victor, the chairman of MASA. He has just won the contracting rights for Rikers Island Prison...

"Yes, this person is very suspicious. He is very young and has not graduated from college, but he can actually chat and laugh with Tony Stark. He even persuaded Stark to design and build a personal exoskeleton system for him...

"He and Stark seem to be very good friends, but you know, we know all about Tony Stark's information, and none of his information shows that he has ever had a relationship with Leonardo. Victor is such a good friend...

"Yes, that Leonardo Victor may indeed be Stark's new friend. However, with Stark's character, not everyone can become his friend.

"We all know that there are many people around Stark, and countless people are trying their best to curry favor with him, but apart from Pepper and Happy around him, the only ones who can be regarded as close friends by Stark are , only Colonel Rhodes.

"Stark is frivolous on the outside but sensitive and suspicious on the inside. He doesn't trust anyone easily. However, that young Leonardo seems to have gained a certain degree of trust from him..."

…

the other side.

Li Xingzhou drove Emma, ​​and shortly after leaving Stark Tower, an SUV got out of the car behind him.

"Boss, we are being followed, and the other party seems to have evil intentions."

Emma noticed the following, and even felt a vague sense of pinprick-like uneasiness - this was a warning from the inner demon, indicating that the SUV behind her had malicious intentions and had obvious threatening intentions.

"I know."

Even Emma was aware of the threat, and of course Li Xingzhou felt the sharp murderous intent more clearly.

He didn't even look at the rearview mirror. He only looked at the road ahead and said calmly:

"Maybe it's a follow-up to yesterday's assassination."

Emma expressed confusion:

"Are they from the Punishment Group? After losing a powerful mutant and a team of elite gunmen, the Punishment Group still dares to send people to assassinate him?"

Li Xingzhou smiled slightly:

"Not necessarily from the Punishment Group."

It is more likely to be Ajax, the real owner of the Dust Angels.

The Sand Angel failed to assassinate and was captured and imprisoned alive by Li Xingzhou. Of course, her boss Ajax would not give up easily.

"Boss, do you need me to kill that car?"

Emma licked her lips, a little ready to move.

Her abilities are perfect for assassination.

When the mental image of the mysterious demon disappears, it becomes invisible. Even if she kills someone in public, no one will know that she did it.

Li Xingzhou said calmly: "Don't accidentally injure pedestrians."

Emma nodded, took off her glasses, pressed down the car window, looked back at the SUV, and gently pressed her finger between her eyebrows. The secret demon in her mind turned into an invisible sinister air current, which surged out from between her eyebrows and flew past the car window. He went out and hit the windshield of the car behind him.

The windshield of the SUV was instantly covered with white frost and cracked like spider webs.

Then the dark wind seeped through the cracks in the windshield and pounced on the driver. In an instant, the driver was covered in frost and turned into an ice sculpture.

Boom!

The car lost control and hit a flower bed on the side of the road. The windshield was shattered to pieces. The driver, who was frozen into an ice sculpture, was knocked on the steering wheel. His neck snapped with a snap and his head rolled down.

Emma, ​​who saw this scene through the mysterious demon's vision, breathed slightly, a trace of blush appeared on her face, her eyes were slightly narrowed, and the corners of her lips were raised, revealing a happy and satisfied smile.

This was the first time she had used strength instead of plot to kill someone. She was deeply intoxicated by the feeling of taking someone's life with just a thought.

Li Xingzhou allowed her to enjoy the aftertaste of the killing. When her excitement gradually calmed down, he said in a calm tone:

"What would you like for dinner?"

Emma smiled sweetly:

"It all depends on the Boss's arrangements."

"Then I'll take you to Chinatown for Chinese food."

"Okay. But, is it okay for us to go have dinner like this? I didn't kill all the people in that car. Will they follow me again?"

"Follow me and keep killing."

"What about the Punishment Group?"

"No rush. Let's have dinner first."

Li Xingzhou smiled slightly: "I believe there are people who are more anxious to cause trouble for the Punishment Group than us."

When two people are having a conversation.

A man of medium build and slightly thin with short hair got out of the SUV.

He looked at the target vehicle going away, then at the driver with a strange death look, frowned and said:

"Mutants? No wonder the Dust Angel missed..."

"Boss, what should we do next?"

A tall man asked in a low voice.

"Get out of here first."

"Aren't you going to continue tracking the target?"

"The target is a mutant with dangerous and powerful abilities. The employer gave us wrong information and misled us. The Sand Angel is probably dead. We have to go to the employer first and ask for an explanation."

The man of medium build said, pushed away the driver's body, got into the driver's seat, and drove away from the scene before the police car arrived.

…

dinner time.

In a private room of a restaurant in Chinatown.

Li Xingzhou was teaching Emma how to use chopsticks when he suddenly received a text message.

He took a look at the text message and smiled at Emma:

"After dinner, how about doing some exercise to digest food?"

sports?

Emma didn't know what she thought of, her cheeks turned slightly red again, and she looked at Li Xingzhou with twinkling eyes, "Are you here? Or... find a more exciting place?"

Li Xingzhou liked this about Emma.

It was obvious that she had just changed from a girl to a woman last night, but she got into the mood quickly. Not only did she actively cooperate, but she was also willing to learn and try new knowledge, which made Li Xingzhou very happy.

However, what Li Xingzhou was talking about doing exercise now was obviously not the same thing as what Emma was thinking.

"There's going to be a killing fest tonight."

Li Xingzhou smiled and said:

"You can use your secret demon to kill and harvest as much as you like."

Emma's eyes lit up:

"Going to cause trouble for the Punishment Group at night?"

"No."

Li Xingzhou shook his head and raised the corners of his mouth:

"Tonight's event is more interesting. Ever heard of vampires?"

"Vampire? That legendary dark creature?"

"Yes. Tonight, we will hunt those creatures that have fallen into the darkness."

Li Xingzhou said leisurely:

"Look, we are not bad people. We can occasionally use our abilities to be superheroes."

Hearing that the target was a legendary vampire, Emma was a little nervous, but more excited.

As a vampire, she doesn't have to have any scruples. She can kill freely and enjoy the pleasure of killing.

"Plus, there's someone who's going to be with us."

Li Xingzhou looked at Emma, ​​his dark eyes were quiet and deep, like a bottomless abyss that captured the soul:

"She and I are very close, and I don't want you to have any bad thoughts about her, do you understand?"

"..."

Facing Li Xingzhou's peaceful and majestic black eyes, Emma's heart palpitated.

The keen perception brought to her by the secret demon made her feel as if she was facing a demon king who stood on the boundless sea of ​​blood, sat high on the throne of bones, and exuded endless oppression.

She only felt that any action against his will, even if it was just a thought, would plunge her into an abyss of eternal destruction and become the most insignificant drop of blood in the boundless sea of ​​blood at his feet.

"Can I really conquer such a man?"

She had doubts about her ambition, but she was particularly intoxicated by his majesty and power, and even had a subtle feeling that even if she was trampled under his feet, it would still be a kind of honor.

So she stood up, knelt down, walked up to him on her knees like a puppy, rubbed his knees with her cheek, and said softly:

"Your will is my mission."

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