The ghostly brave man mixed in American comics

"Sir, they fought, and according to the comparison between the world, the man on the other side is - Zebitia Kilgrave!"

Falsworth, who drove his beloved car, looked confused after listening to the report of his agents: "Go on, tell me all the information about him." "

“yes，sir。"

"Zebidia Kilgrave, codename Purple Man, was born in Rijeka, Croatia. After joining a local secret service as a spy, he was sent to a chemical refinery on a U.S. Army base to conduct an infiltration operation with the aim of stealing nerve experiment gas from the base.

"But during the mission, he was discovered by American soldiers, and during the hunt he was consumed by a chemical nerve gas released by the gas canister that was shot through."

"This accident also caused Zebidia Kilgrave to acquire a superpower, he can release nerve gas from his body to control the mental will and thoughts of others, he called himself the purple man, and began a criminal career."

"S.H.I.E.L.D. has sent agents to hunt him down several times, but he has always escaped, most recently appearing in Los Angeles six months ago and then disappearing."

Mind control....

Falsworth's face was solemn, it would be a disaster if Lance was controlled, and she couldn't help but step on the gas pedal again when she thought of this.

"The woman's name is Jessica Jones, formerly Jessica Campbell, who drove to Disneyland with her family during her childhood, and on the way home Jessica had an argument with her brother, distracting her father, who was driving."

"Because of this accident, their car collided directly with a military vehicle full of radioactive chemicals, and only Jessica survived, but she was exposed to radiation from unknown chemical agents and fell into a coma."

After lying for ten months, Jessica woke up from her coma. After waking up, she was sent to an orphanage, where she was soon adopted by the Jones family and renamed Jessica Jones.

"After the age of twenty, I opened a detective agency in Brooklyn, mainly investigating cases such as marital infidelity, and during this period she has not shown other special abilities, and I have reason to suspect that her physical fitness is far beyond ordinary people."

Falsworth, who kept listening to the report, had a bad face, and in the past few days, two people with special abilities had already appeared in front of them.

Who knows how many people with special abilities are still hidden in the crowd in this world?

It seems that S.H.I.E.L.D.'s monitoring needs to be increased, and it is necessary to report to the director after this matter goes back.

"Sir! Not good! That cat - that cat hit someone!! A panicked shout came from the headset, so loud that she tilted her head, and she felt like her eardrums were almost bursting by this guy.

"What do you mean? Cats hitting people? Falsworth frowned, a little confused about what this sentence meant.

"Yes... Yes! The cat that the target raised took out a shovel out of nowhere! Right! It's the kind of spatula you use in the kitchen! Jumping back and forth over the heads of the crowd controlled by Kilgrave... A shovel down will knock a person unconscious! The agent in charge of the surveillance appeared to stutter.

Listening to the report from his agents, Falsworth's expression became a little strange, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously twice.

"Can you be responsible for what you say?"

"Yes! I recorded it all!

Falsworth, who heard his sworn assurances, was full of question marks.

What's wrong with the world? Do cats also hit people with a spatula? That's just unscientific, isn't it? She felt a little unbelievable.

"What about Lance? What's he doing? Thinking of something, Falsworth quickly asked.

"He was ... "If

you don't explain clearly in ten seconds, tomorrow you will go back to the secret service academy to continue the previous year's class!"

After a few seconds of silence on the phone, the question was finally answered: "Lance just broke Kilgrave's limbs and is now beating him in the face..."

Falsworth's face became even more strange: "Continue to observe, I will probably have thirty minutes, and report to me in time if there is a special situation!" "

“yes，sir！"

......

“you son of a bitch ！ Pushing the shelves and smashing me, right? Hit me with a car, right? Tell someone to cut me, huh? You continue to be arrogant! Lance took the shovel that Tom handed him, pumped it with a word, and threw it mercilessly at Kilgrave's face.

Kilgrave's originally rather handsome face had been smoked into a pig's head by Lance at this time.

"Hmm... fuck！ I'm going to kill you..." The roaring Kilgrave tried to struggle to get up, but could not do it, and at the moment he could only lie on the ground with his face covered in blood, roaring incompetently and furiously.

He felt a hot pain in his cheeks, Venus appeared in front of his eyes, his mind swelled, and something hot flowed out of his nostrils.

Tom, who was admiring his miserable situation next to him, seemed tired of his voice, meowed and left, only to have less than a minute to pick up a pair of panties that he pulled from nowhere.

"Woohoo!" Kilgrave's mouth whimpered, but he could only glare angrily at Lance and the damn cat.

At the moment, his limbs were broken, three ribs were broken, and his internal organs were slightly damaged, and there was no way to cause any more damage to Lance at the moment.

Even if he loses a leg hair, he can't do it.

"Cough..." Jessica, who was smashed by Lance again, finally came to her senses, lifted her disheveled clothes, coughed, and stood up.

However, her moving body froze at this moment, as if she had been pressed the pause button.

"I... Can move?

After realizing that she was finally able to move freely, Jessica's hands clenched into fists, her body couldn't stop shaking, her eyes were red, and she looked at Kilgrave, who was lying on the ground in embarrassment, her teeth crunching.

She can't wait to tear this damn person to shreds!

"Zebidia Kilgrave! I'll kill you! The furious Jessica roared at him, clenching her fists and walking towards him step by step.

"Woohoo!" Kilgrave nodded repeatedly, his eyes fearful, but he could not speak, he could only look at her with his eyes, his eyes full of pleading.

He knew how powerful Jessica was, smashing doors, jumping over stairs, hammering cars, and even instructing her to crush other people's bones with her bare hands....

If it weren't for the pheromones in his body being able to control Jessica through words, I am afraid that he would have been killed by her ten thousand times.

At the moment, Kilgrave, who could not speak at all, was scared and about to pee his pants, but he could only watch Jessica keep approaching him, unable to do anything.