The Collection of The End

——Marvel, 2015——

The high seas of the Pacific Ocean.

"Are you also a 'protected object'?"

Bang!

Following the low unintelligible words and the dull sound of blunt blows, a strong man wearing a blue and white T-shirt and a red scarf flew backwards from the edge of the ship's side.

This is a large cruise ship that is closely guarded by several small boats. A large number of pirates with chaotic clothing and weapons are exchanging fire with the tourists' bodyguards. Although the latter are well-equipped and well-trained, they cannot resist the large number of the other party and are passively Defend, resist with difficulty.

The pirates were unable to capture the area for a long time, and while shouting through loudspeakers that they would agree to retreat as long as a certain amount of ransom was paid, they also seized the time to search the "occupied" area.

The strong little boss from before flew out when he opened a guest room door.

Due to the noisy sound, the pirates who were farther away did not notice anything strange, while the ones who were closer approached the already open hatch with weapons in their hands.

Step, step, step, with steady footsteps, a man with short black hair wearing a gray suit and sunglasses walked out of the cabin. He was holding a Christmas candy cane in his hand. As he walked out of the hatch, he tapped his pure black cane on the floor, causing invisible sound waves to spread in all directions.

"What? Did something slip through the net?"

"Think I'm good at fighting? What's the use of being able to fight? Is it faster than a gun?"

"Put that stick down!"

Perhaps feeling some kind of danger, the pirates aimed their guns at the man and cursed at the same time. The smarter ones wanted to disarm the other man first - although they didn't know what the weapon was, they wanted to disarm it first.

The man in sunglasses said expressionlessly: "Okay."

The next moment, he threw the crutch in his hand at the pirate who asked him to put down his weapon, knocking him out directly. Then he turned into a shadow, shuttled back and forth in the rain of bullets caused by the reflex fire of other pirates. In less than five seconds With just a few seconds, everyone was knocked to the ground, and those in a bad position even climbed over the railing and fell into the sea.

"Who's shooting!"

"You guys, come with me to have a look!"

The chaotic gunfire seemed to alert the pirates who were confronting the bodyguards at the bow of the ship, and then a large number of noisy footsteps quickly approached in this direction.

"..." The man in sunglasses silently picked up the cane and unscrewed it, revealing the tough and stretchable filaments inside. Then he raised his hand and threw it away, hanging it on the upper porthole, and then he quickly rose up.

The other pirates who arrived slowly could only look at their stumbling comrades who were shouting suspiciously, but could not hear the footsteps above them that were leaving slowly.

Tread, tread, tread.

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"You, you, you should be a 'superhero',"

On the sea at the rear of the cruise ship, the deep vortex rolled up by the propeller is like a black hole that swallows everything. Just above it, a middle-aged man wearing a white captain's uniform is being held up in the air by a man in sunglasses with one hand, looking frightened and speaking incoherently:

"'Superheroes' can't kill people!"

"There is no such rule," the man in sunglasses replied, "Besides, it just fell into the sea and you won't die."

"No, no, no, anyone who sees this situation will think..." The captain's eyes were staring straight at the whirlpool below, but in the middle of the sentence, he suddenly raised his head and looked at the man in sunglasses as if he remembered something: "Matt... Mr. Murdoch?”

"It's an honor for you to remember my name, Mr. Captain." Murdoch took off his sunglasses with his other hand, revealing two pure white eyes with no pupils: "You can now tell me about colluding with pirates to loot tourists. thing, or hope that your attorney will successfully charge a poor blind man with murder."

"You, you are illegally collecting evidence—ouch!" The captain tried to argue. The next second, Murdoch let him go, and then used his cane to hook him up after he fell two meters.

"I'm not very patient, Mr. Captain," Murdoch said, looking down at him, "and my blind stick isn't very strong either."

"The Hand! It's those lunatics from the Hand! Are you satisfied?" The captain was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, shouting: "These pirates are their peripheral organizations! They loot specific cargo ships and cruise ships according to their orders! I have nothing to do with them. ! Just give them the passenger list before each voyage and you can get a regular amount of money!"

"Really? But your crew had no warning, evasion or resistance at all. They gathered around the captain's cabin to protect you from the moment the pirates boarded the ship. What's going on?" Murdoch continued to ask in a calm tone.

"Even then you still picked me out! I don't even know how you did it! Can't you see it? Can it be located through sound waves like a bat?" The captain began to be mentally confused and faced the man who controlled him The straw man talks nonsense.

Click.

The cane broke in the middle, causing the captain to plummet another meter or two, leaving only a few thin threads like fishing lines to maintain his weight.

"I said, I said! After selecting the target, they will send a notice to the captain of the target!" The captain's reason came back a little: "If the captain and crew do anything to hinder the pirates, all the loss insurance companies will not Compensate! I don’t know how they did it!”

"Sounds like there's some scum among my peers." Murdoch nodded.

"So, Mr. Murdoch, can you pull me up? I promise not to betray you to the Hand or file a lawsuit," the captain said with a flattering tone: "After all, you are a lawyer and you are so good at fighting."

"Can."

Murdoch flicked his hand and took back his crutches, leaving the captain with a stunned look on his face, his eyes widening as he fell towards the sea.

"You he-" Wow!

When the captain tried to curse out his last words, a huge strange fish with a skin covered with aquatic plants and snail shells jumped out of the sea on the stern side of the ship, swallowed it directly in mid-air, and then re-entered the water from the other side. .

"Well," Murdoch "looked" at the position of the strange fish entering the sea: "Is this how you always solve problems?"

Plop, tap, plop, plop.

Following the sound of weird footsteps, two strange creatures approached from behind him. They were human-shaped overall, but their skin was green and dark blue, and each part had obvious and different fish and amphibian characteristics. On their "hands" Each of them was carrying two or three unconscious pirates.

"[Sometimes, sometimes other methods,]" the green "fish man" replied in a voice that seemed to be bubbling constantly: "[We usually don't talk to them.]"

"[Because they were frightened and fainted after seeing us,]" the dark blue "murloc" continued: "[I hope your 'interrogation' will be helpful in eliminating the 'Hand'. After all, the eldest princess forbids us from setting foot on the land. .】"

"Of course, they'll disappear soon," Murdoch replied.

"[I hope so.]" The green "murloc" responded casually, then jumped into the sea with the pirate in his hand.

"[By the way,]" the blue "murloc" turned to glance at Murdock before jumping down: "[They will not die, they will only forget about the attack after eating the special food we provided.]"

"Um,"

Murdoch responded noncommittally, and then said to himself after the noise from all over the ship gradually disappeared:

“Can ‘free food be provided to shipwrecked people’ and ‘no food wasted’ still be explained this way?”