The God of Injustice in Marvel

The Yashida family is rich after all. The guest room arranged for Leon is almost as big as his family's.

With a small yard and all facilities available, Lyon estimated that it should be enough for a family of four.

It's a pity that Lyon can no longer enjoy such a good house.

Who in the right mind sleeps all night?

Are you sleeping?

Anyway, Lyon is not a player who sleeps at night.

He left a clone to enjoy it for himself, and that clone actually chose to get under the covers and sleep at the first opportunity!

Leon took the smaller Shukaku and secretly left the house.

Not long after the main body left, Uncle Lang woke up his sleeping clone.

"Leon! Don't sleep!"

The avatar opened his eyes (he has no ability to sleep at all!): "There are few customers, few customers! Is this guest officer a top-notch guest or staying in a hotel?"

Uncle Wolf held a cigarette and looked around Leon's house, but he didn't see the little thing named Shukaku.

"Where did Leon go? You should know what he was thinking, right?" Uncle Wolf said directly.

"It's boring for you. If you see through it and don't tell it, we are still good friends." The clone was not surprised that he would be seen through.

It would be strange for Leon to stay in the house and sleep all night.

Obviously, Uncle Wolf also knows this.

"Tell him I came to see him."

After saying that, Uncle Wolf held a cigarette in his mouth and left directly.

Before Uncle Wolf could walk back to his small yard next door, the girl named Yukio stopped him halfway.

"Mr. Logan." Yukio's English is much better than Shingen's: "Please allow me to take you to bathe and change clothes."

Shower and change clothes?

Regardless of this situation, I have heard that the people here are "simple and honest", but this is too simple. We have only said this sentence together, and after meeting each other twice,...

"The head of the Yashida family has woken up, and he wants to see you."

Oh. Misunderstood.

That's okay.

Uncle Lang didn't say anything, nodded, held a cigarette in his mouth, and left with Xue Xu.

…………

In Leon's memory, he couldn't remember the entire plot clearly. When he watched it, he didn't pay much attention to it. He just watched Uncle Wolf killing people and acquiring girls, and didn't see much else at all.

However, he still remembered some things.

For example, besides Yukio and Mariko, there is another important female character.

The blond doctor.

The first time that Leon knew that Uncle Wolf's self-healing ability failed was because of poisoning by this female doctor.

To be able to inactivate the self-healing ability of a powerful mutant like Uncle Wolf, the poison prepared by this blond woman should be something Leon knows, and Marvel is the strongest.

After coming to this world, Leon also took the initiative to search for information on some Marvel characters he remembered. Unfortunately, most of the time, Leon failed due to various reasons.

The characters haven't appeared yet, the events haven't happened yet, it's been a long time, and the people involved are part of the secret... and so on.

However, Leon still found some information about Hydra.

Got it from Frena.

And this information, which is mostly blacked out and hidden, contains the part about the blond doctor.

However, in that information, she was not a doctor, but was called: Madam Hydra. But most of the time, this person preferred to be called: Viper. The description in the information was that she was dead.

"Death, Death is a bastard!"

Leon, who was in the black bee state, looked at Mrs. Viper playing with the test tubes in the oversized ward, thinking something in his heart.

Except for the real name, everything else about S.H.I.E.L.D. is false.

Especially the information about the big bosses of Hydra, every one of them has their deaths marked.

But if others don't know, how can Lyon not know that the people here are basically living a good life.

Even the one without a nose is guarding the little red stone on the cliff, and his life is nourishing.

"Oh? Someone is coming."

The door to the ward was pushed open from the outside, and the purple-red-haired girl Yukio walked in with Uncle Wolf.

There was nothing much to see, Xuanfeng Leon glanced at it twice and left.

He still has many interesting things to do, otherwise, some of the things deliberately placed in the space will never be used again.

…………

The girl Yukio walked into the room and immediately saw the blond "oncologist" who was looking at the instruments, wearing a mask and only showing a pair of eyes: Theron.

And behind Yukio, Uncle Wolf, who followed in, stared at the person's eyes a little rudely. Two strangers who were meeting for the first time, just like this, sandwiched Yukio, who was a bit awkward in height.

, completely ignoring her.

It seems like once...

"She is my oncologist, her name is Theron." Old Yashida's weak voice came from the big metal bed in the center of the ward, interrupting the mutual gaze between Uncle Wolf and Dr. Theron.

Uncle Wolf looked away, but he always felt something inexplicably familiar.

The two of them passed by each other. Dr. Theron, who was wearing a mask, turned and walked out of the ward, while Uncle Wolf came to Lao Yashida's bed.

The fully automatic deforming magnetic therapy device beneath him surged like waves, lifting up a haggard old man wearing hospital clothes and with ugly scars on his face.

Only then did the withered old man, Lao Yashida, see Uncle Wolf.

"……monster……".

Lao Yazhi looked at Uncle Lang, and Tian muttered to himself in hoarse and ugly Japanese.

He raised his hand and touched the scar on his face: "It has been more than seventy years, and you are still the same, not changed at all... Haha, of course, this is a matter of course...".

Old Yashida's memory flashed back to the deep well.

The direct damage from the explosion was avoided by the two people hiding in the well, but there was no way to avoid the scorching air waves that followed.

The high-temperature air waves burned their faces and burned their eyes. The high-temperature air inhaled while breathing also damaged their vocal cords and trachea.

By the time the shock wave passed, Yashida, who was still a young man at the time, had been injured all over his body.

And just one meter away in front of him, he saw with his own eyes that the burly white man who had suffered the same injury as him was recovering bit by bit, and the burned skin on his arm was peeling off rapidly.

Grow new skin.

His eyes can open quickly without being affected at all, and his throat can quickly make sounds...

Old Ya Shida still remembers the words he blurted out when he saw this scene.

"……monster……!"

Just like today, it's hoarse and unpleasant.

From that day on, his face has always had burn scars like this, and his throat has always been able to make only this sound.

The bomb left him with tumors caused by radiation.

Old Ya Shida knew that he was going to die.

That's why he thought of that "monster" and wanted to do something before the endless darkness came...

However, when I really saw this face, and saw that his face was still the same as before and had not aged at all, Lao Yashida still couldn't accept it in his heart.

He recalled the first words the monster said to him after he stood up in the well...

……………

"How are you?"

Uncle Wolf asked out of politeness.

I didn't expect that such an ordinary sentence would make old Yashida cry!

He laughed loudly and shed tears. He raised his hand and did not wipe the tears. Instead, he pointed at Uncle Wolf and said, "That's it again... haha... that's it again!"

Yukio hurriedly came over and wiped old Yashida's tears with a handkerchief, but he stopped him with a wave of his hand.

"Yukio, please go out too. I want to have a chat with this old friend alone."

Xue Xu hesitated for a moment, glanced at Uncle Lang, saluted respectfully, and left the ward.

After Yukio also left, there were only two "old friends" left in the ward who had been in trouble with the CCP in Shenzhen.

Uncle Lang remembered something, and said in a rare and unhappy voice: "...I have almost forgotten what happened back then. If you want to see me, then you have already met me. Whether it is a friend,

Or something else. Seeing someone I once knew die doesn't make me happy.

Because there is nothing I can do.”

Uncle Wolf knew how cruel his face, which would never age, was to a dying old man.

Although Uncle Wolf didn't do anything wrong.

"Haha, only the strong have the right to show mercy..." Old Ya Shida shook his head slightly and looked at Uncle Wolf's face in trance.

An immortal person...

"I have something to ask you. I hope you can consider it for the sake of my short life. I am willing to give you half of all the assets of the Yashida family. I just ask you to agree to this...

"

After a long silence between the two people, who had their own thoughts, it was Lao Yashida who took the initiative to speak again.

After hearing this, Uncle Wolf frowned and shook his head, took out a cigar from his arms, glanced at the dying old Yashida, snorted heavily, and put the cigar back on the cigar belt on his chest.

"It doesn't matter, I'm almost dead." Old ghost Yashida was still miserable.

Uncle Lang took a step back from the hospital bed, frowned and said: "I'm sorry, the reason why I came here is just to see the old friend mentioned in the letter, whom I haven't seen for many years. As for the things you mentioned, I don't care.

I’m not interested, and I don’t want to cause so much unnecessary trouble.”

After saying that, Uncle Wolf took out the cigar and put it in his mouth, turned around and walked out: "I will leave here tomorrow...thank you for your hospitality."

"Mariko will die with me." Old Yashida's words made Uncle Wolf stop.

When Yukio took him to take a bath just now, Uncle Wolf also asked some things about the Yashida family. Since they were common questions, Yukio didn't have anything to hide and told Uncle Wolf one by one.

Among them, there is the question of why Shingen, the acting head of the family, is only the acting head of the family.

It was obvious that old Yashida was still in a coma when he and Leon first arrived here, and it seemed that this was already the norm.

It is impossible for such a person to manage a family and such a huge company well.

As the only son, Shingen has been the acting clan leader for three years under such circumstances, which is a bit abnormal.

Uncle Lang got the answer to this question from Yukio.

The old patriarch does not like his son Shingen, and the two always have different opinions on family and company matters. Therefore, the next patriarch of the Yashida family in the old patriarch's mind is his granddaughter.

Mariko Yashida.

…

"What do you mean by that?" Uncle Lang still had a cigarette in his mouth, but he still turned around and stood at the door of the ward, looking at Lao Yashida, who had raised his entire upper body and his arms were shaking.

asked.

"Oh, I want to hand over the company to Mariko, but I've been sick for too long..."

He raised his head and looked at Uncle Wolf: "Shingen has been taking care of most of the family affairs in the past few years. He is the only one who is short of my death when it comes to actually inheriting the Yashida family."

Uncle Wolf took a few steps closer: "What does this have to do with Mariko? You can't hand over the company to her anyway, so..."

"You don't understand Shingen!"

Lao Yashida couldn't help but increase his voice: "He is most like me...so I know...from the day he knew that I wanted to hand over the company to Mariko, Mariko was no longer his daughter, but an enemy!"

Uncle Wolf took off his cigar and scratched his head with his hands.

What the hell is this called a family?!

How the hell do you look the most like you? So you’re not a good person either!

…

Uncle Wolf walked out of Old Ghost Yashida's ward in a depressed manner. There was no one outside the door. The old Ghost could talk quite well now.

There was no one to lead the way, so Uncle Wolf had to walk back by himself.

After lighting the cigar that had been hanging in his mouth for a long time, Uncle Wolf walked back to his small yard along the way he came from in his memory. He was still thinking about what Lao Yashida had just mentioned to him: protect Mariko until

She inherited everything from Yashida.

Once you hear it, it’s not a short job.

After thinking about it and walking, no surprise, Uncle Wolf got lost.

It has running water and a rockery. It’s such a big courtyard. It looks like it’s not the place where you live!

It’s not like anyone can just show up and lead the way.

Uncle Wolf became even more depressed. He took a puff of cigarette, turned around and walked back. He hoped that he could finally walk back to the ward...

As soon as he turned around, Uncle Wolf heard a voice.

It was like the sound of wicker being slapped on the body.

Frowning and looking towards the lighted main hall behind the rockery, Uncle Lang concentrated his attention for a moment and heard some conversations.

…

In the main hall.

Shingen once again struck the tied bamboo sword on the shoulder of Mariko who was kneeling on the ground.

Mariko groaned, but still just repeated the same sentence she kept repeating before: "I don't know."

Another blow from the bamboo knife came down.

"I have no idea!"

Yashida Shingen wanted to swing his bamboo sword again, but was suddenly interrupted by a sentence: "Mr. Shingen!"

He turned his head and looked around. Standing at the door was the distinguished guest holding a cigar in his mouth, crossing his arms and looking at him with a displeased face: Logan.

"Mr. Shingen, I think that even if a father wants to educate his children, he can't just beat and scold him." Uncle Wolf held his cigar in his mouth and raised his chin: "Especially, your daughter is already an adult."

Shingen was holding his bamboo knife, with that disgusting fake smile on his face. He turned his head slightly and glanced at Mariko, who was still kneeling on the ground motionless. He turned his head and said, "Mr. Logan, this is the home of our Yashida family.

Outsiders are not allowed to come in casually in the ancestral hall. Excuse me..."

"Oh! Sorry, sorry."

Exhaling a thick puff of smoke: "What a coincidence, ha...I, got lost."

Crossing his arms, Uncle Wolf said arrogantly.