The God of Injustice in Marvel

A brightly lit commercial street.

Leon, who was in normal human form, had just finished eating at a self-service sushi restaurant. At this time, he was walking down the street holding a few lychees and eating them while walking. Shukaku, who was dressed as a doll hat, was also on his head.

"Handsome guy, how about buying me a drink~"

To be honest, when Leon is not talking, he still looks like a normal person. Especially since he is not wearing those equipment yet. There is only a little Shukaku sleeping on top of his head. For a guy who is just about 20 years old, tall, long legs, and good-looking

For a handsome boy, this is a plus.

No, after just a few steps out, I was accosted by a black-skinned little girl.

Looking at the dark-skinned little girl who was wearing "cooler" clothes and deliberately bent down to reveal a long career line. Although some things were big, she was obviously not very old. Leon gave kind advice with a warm voice.

Said: "Girls dressed like this are easily followed by perverts."

The little girl shrugged and was about to speak when Leon continued to persuade: "I followed one yesterday."

The little girl was startled. Her eyes were a bit straight.

My brain is a little stuck.

My thoughts were interrupted!

After reacting, he was about to open his mouth to curse, when he raised his head and met Leon's eyes. Looking at those eyes that seemed to be smiling, but extremely cold and emotionless, he did not dare to say anything after all.

Turn around and walk a few steps quickly, trying to get away from this lunatic.

After walking out for seven or eight meters, I dared to look back.

When she turned around, the lunatic was standing one meter behind her, looking at her with a smile.

Just run away!

This time, Leon gave up the idea of ​​teasing the child and stopped scaring her.

"There's only one left, the biggest gang."

Leon reached out and threw another lychee into his mouth, then turned to look around the bustling commercial street.

Everyone is living a normal life and making noise. The deaths of the gang members that Lyon eliminated in the past two days have not had any adverse impact on the world.

"That's why we say that the law is to protect ordinary people who will not commit crimes."

Leon said to himself.

And in his heart, there was still the second half of this sentence.

The evildoers who have committed sins should all die.

Peeling the last lychee in his hand and throwing it into his mouth, Leon looked in a certain direction, spit out the core on the paper, put it in his pocket, and walked forward.

It is everyone’s responsibility to care for the environment...

……………………

A house hidden in an ordinary residential area.

The door is closed.

There are no windows.

All the ordinary people around were temporarily "politely" asked away, and were replaced by members of the largest local Yakuza organization: the Witness Group.

Outside the door were a dozen of the most heavily armed thugs in the group, and inside the door was a man holding a gun, sitting in the bedroom next to the secret passage that had been opened.

Perfect plan.

Perfect layout.

Perfectly hidden.

This man protected himself in this way.

The man with the gun in the house is the contemporary leader of the Witness Group: Witness Tong.

It turned out that in just a few years since he succeeded him as the third generation leader of the Witness Team, Xiao's life has been prosperous.

Even two years ago, with the help of the Hand, he overthrew what was once the strongest local Yakuza organization and became the king.

It is precisely because of this that Ming Jian Tong is gradually dissatisfied with this false status as the king of the underground world.

Because he knows that as long as something like the Hand exists in this world, he can only continue to be this, a false king.

Start looking for change.

Engage in business, engage in politics.,

Taking advantage of the fact that the Hand Club suddenly disappeared overnight for unknown reasons, Mingtong began to exert his strength.

And he did succeed.

A few days ago, he went to attend the funeral of his business partner, the head of the Yashida family.

Originally, this time, he wanted to gain more and greater benefits by supporting Shingen's rise to power, and successfully whitewash himself by leveraging the power of the powerful Yashida family.

Unexpectedly, he actually saw the Hand ninja who had disappeared for a year at the funeral!

Others don't know how those guys behave, how could I not know it!

On the night when the former First Jokudo disappeared, Mingtong saw with his own eyes how these ninjas worked.

Therefore, the first time he saw those red-clothed ninjas, Mingtong asked his men to protect him and escape.

Maybe it was luck, maybe he wasn't destined to die that day.

The ninjas of the Hand did not hunt down the guests too much, but focused most of their attention on the Yashida tribesmen and a strong white man with a cat face.

He escaped.

But before he could be thankful that he had escaped the disaster, the news from his subordinates completely shocked him.

In his eyes, the Hand ninja force, which was powerful and unstoppable, was actually wiped out by a dozen weirdos wearing uniforms!

Just a dozen people killed more than 200 powerful Hand ninjas!

Is there any royal law?

Is there any law?

However, he had to believe it because he saw that his subordinates bought photos and some videos of the scene at a high price.

Those weirdos are definitely a secret organization more powerful than the Hand!

He spent a rough night in uncertainty, and when he woke up the next day, his subordinates brought him even worse news.

"It seems that someone is planning to attack local gangs."

After a day of collecting and sorting out information, Witness Tong concluded that people from that organization would definitely find him!

Because he is the leader of the largest gang here.

No matter what the purpose is, whether it is looking for something, money, revenge...

In the end, you will definitely find yourself.

So, he made a decision.

The ordinary members of the team and a few antiques left over from his father's era were stationed at the headquarters, while he secretly came here with his cronies.

Now, two days have passed.

Ming Jiantong firmly believes that when there are enough dead people, other hidden forces will come out to stop those weirdos.

And he just needs to wait.

Wait until enough people die.

And now, that weird organization should be killing his subordinates...

Go ahead, there are thousands of people there to kill for you!

Kill it!

Only when they die can I live!

Ming Jiantong didn't feel sorry for those subordinates at all, because he knew: Only when a person is alive can he be qualified to talk about possessions! Only then can he be qualified to talk about the future!

And, this isn't necessarily a bad thing.

He always remembers what his father said: every cloud has a silver lining.

In the darkness, there is always a glimmer of light.

Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other!

What if that weird organization really killed all the ninjas in the Hand Club and eliminated all the gangs in the city?

Including, he witnessed those meritorious ministers who were abandoned by the times and were of great seniority.

When I get out alive, I will rely on the things I have hidden...

Rise again and even reach a higher level!

easy.

After thinking about it, Tong smiled involuntarily and made... a grunting sound.

It's his belly.

Although this house is large, divided into three bedrooms, with a living room, kitchen, bathroom... all facilities are available, but I saw that Tong did not dare to let others in, and he did not know how to cook.

so.

I saw Tong cooking another pot of ramen.

The fast food kind.

After all, when it comes to cooking skills, he is only good at boiling water.

Sitting at the counter in the kitchen, eating ramen that was not very delicious, even at this time, he always had a gun by his side. The dignified third generation leader of the Witness Group, a boss who eats all kinds of delicacies, has been there for two days.

It’s such a day.

When had he ever been wronged like this?

Mi Jian Tong, who was slurping ramen while eating ramen, secretly vowed: If one day he finds a chance, he must kill the masked man first...

"……Are you there……"

He put down the bowl cautiously and picked up the pistol. He saw that Tong seemed to have heard something.

After listening carefully for a moment, I saw that Tong didn't hear anything. He looked through the surveillance camera at the door outside and saw that several familiar faces had just changed their guard.

Maybe, I am too neurasthenic. Mingtong thought this.

This is also a natural reaction that occurs when people are in a state of high stress for a long time.

This happened to Mingtong more than once in the past few days. He even "heard" the cries for help and curses from his abandoned subordinates.

He sat down again with a gloomy face and saw Tong eating ramen again.

Don't blame me, I had no choice but to do it.

I just want to live, what's wrong with me?

If you want to blame, blame your own bad luck.

To blame. Just blame the organization that kills people everywhere.

It was all because of them, I just...wanted to protect myself!

After making many excuses for himself, he saw Tong forgive himself for the subordinates who had been abandoned by him, and he felt at ease and ate ramen again.

However, as soon as he took a bite, he heard...

"...Is Qiu Ya here? Is Qiu Ya here? I am in Class 2, Grade 3, Liang Zhichao's grandma."

It’s not an illusion there really is a voice!

He looked back in horror and saw Noodles slapping his face.

There was a person standing quietly at the door of the kitchen.

A person wearing a mask.

"Heh... I'll call you Charlotte!"

………………

"You, how did you...how did you do this! I clearly...impossible!"

Seeing the child muttering incoherently, his eyes turned to the picture on the monitor. Outside the door, my men were clearly still there!!

"You...you..."

Leon walked up to him understandingly, and used chopsticks to remove the noodles from his body. Charlotte, who was stiff and didn't dare to move... No, it was Witness Tong! Witness Tong's face was scratched together and stuffed into his mouth.

.

"You are so old, you still need to be fed. Come on, eat this chili. The clear soup is not watery, it has no taste."

The abnormally spicy food I just bought from the supermarket went into the mouth of the boy.

Leon patted his back gently to relieve his cough. At the same time, he said: "What you wanted to ask just now is how I came in. Hahaha... Originally, I wanted to kill everyone here.

Kill you, then catch you and torture you."

With Leon's help, Witness Tong's cough was gradually relieved. Leon gave him a bottle of fermented bean curd that he had finally bought, and a bottle of lemon juice.

This thing is the most spicy.

"Later, guess what! I actually found a passage!"

Leon dragged Witness Tong, whose facial features had been squeezed together, to the bedroom, and pointed at the entrance to the passage he had carefully prepared on the ground: "This is the passage. Ha! It's amazing! I don't know who can be like this.

I was kind enough to build a passage directly here, otherwise it would have taken me a while to get in!"

Ming Jian Tong: “………………”

I’m going to fucking!...Fuck you!!!!

Leon took out a cigarette, held it between his fingers, and stared at the "distant place": "Well, I'm probably really lucky. I can get such luck from such a situation.

With all these blessings of luck, I actually have some thoughts of drawing a lottery. Maybe I am just a layman myself.

But, if I really want to draw something good, I still need your help."

Patting the boy's shoulder, Leon said, "I have prepared two urns for you. One is made of toilet paper, and the other is also."

Ming Jian Tong didn't understand what Leon was saying, but he could hear...

This person wants to kill him.

He fell to his knees with a plop! Kowtowing was like pounding garlic.

"As long as you spare my life! I'm willing to pay for everything! Money! I have a lot of money! I...well...!"

Leon pinched his mouth: "Don't mention money to me, I don't like money. I'm... not interested in money."

hiss……!

The feeling of pretending...

That's great! No wonder... no wonder that person... right! Hehehehe...

"I can give you something else! Women! I have a lot of women! I have two daughters, twins! Eighteen years old, both...well!"

Leon pinched his mouth again.

"Hold it. If you say it again, I'll be tempted."

Madhu. In fact, she is very tempted now...

Holding his mouth with one hand, he took out a paper box from the space with the other hand.

"Look, I made this by myself. Isn't it a great art! It's such a good thing, but there is a man with cat ears who doesn't recognize it as art!"

With strong force on his hands, he directly grabbed the witness child from the ground: "Tell me, is this art?"

"...Uh... Si, yes!"

"very good."

Leon let go again and let him fall to the ground.

"Then just live in it."

………………

Walking on the street, Leon hummed a little tune and walked towards the headquarters of the Witness Group.

He has an interesting plan.

…

Under the cover of darkness, more than a dozen Lyons attacked the headquarters of the Witness Group.

They wore uniform clothes, had the same ghostly figure, cruel methods, and the same crazy shouting.

Powerful and crazy!

Someone shouted: He has a pet and so do I! This rock is my pet: Squidward! Squidward, beat him! While grabbing the rock and hitting people crazily.

Someone tells fortunes for everyone they see: Your appearance is dark! Your eyes show the will to die! There is a dog belt written on your face!

Someone has to shout every time he takes a knife: I am number five!

Someone...

…

madman!

They are all crazy!

This is heaven's punishment...

They are a punishment from heaven...

It is the Scourge Legion specially designed to judge people like myself!

Some people thought in despair.

…

The hundreds of people stationed at the base camp of the Witness Group suffered heavy casualties in a very short period of time, with people falling every minute and every second.

The irony is that many people were killed not by the enemy, but by bullets fired indiscriminately by their own people in panic.

Those bullets can't hit the enemy, but they can easily hit their own people.

I just don’t know why, but every time someone is beaten to death by one of my own people, the ones who get the most angry are the lunatics on the opposite side.

They were shouting something: There was such a strange plot, the unique skill brother appeared, why didn't he come...

On the other hand, the more ruthless the attack, the faster the killing!

Just when everyone was desperate, and some were even crying and pointing their guns at their chins, a voice sounded from the sky.

"Oh Mai, what the hell!"

The black cloak rustled violently, and a black figure fell from the sky!

One knee landed on the ground, and his left fist kicked up a circle of dust... and also "jumped away" the two masked lunatics who were slashing people.

The hero... appears!!!

"Wow~! What kind of ability is this! So powerful! So terrifying!"

Everyone in the witness team was surprised by the powerful strength of the superhero who was dressed in black and had black masks and capes. They were also uneasy and couldn't imagine who he was here to help, but no one said anything.

At that moment, one of the masked lunatics who had just been blown away by the shock wave jumped up and said in shock.

"It's just that the breath is released." Another lunatic who was knocked away got up nonchalantly, dusted himself off and said, "I once saw an old woman in her sixties lying in the middle of the road, and dozens of people surrounded her.

They surrounded her, but no one dared to come even three meters in front of her."

While talking, all the masked lunatics came forward, just as the lunatic said himself.

Surround them.

Looking at it this way, it's obvious which side he is from.

"This lord!"

A cadre of the witness team who was hiding behind the stone lampstand and half lying on the steps bravely said: "We are all law-abiding citizens. These madmen have killed many people! They are very insidious and vicious! Don't be merciful.

grown ups!"

Since this "Stupid Youth" is so strong, maybe...

He must be allowed to kill all these lunatics on the spot!

Otherwise, that cadre still knows what kind of stuff he has here.

Law-abiding citizens... I don’t know how many law-abiding citizens they have forced to have their families destroyed and their families starved to death in the streets over the years.

This kind of thing must not be allowed to be known to that stupid young man!

As long as he can kill all those madmen.

The rest are all members of the witness group. When the time comes, it shouldn’t be difficult to deceive a dumb kid...

Leng Tou Qing did not disappoint them.

Without saying a word, he rushed directly towards a madman, and with just one punch, he beat the madman who was so powerful just now, killing everyone in all directions, into smoke!

Then comes the second one!

Fist, kick, sword, dart, hammer...

Every time he killed a madman, the stupid man in black armor would change his weapon, and the battle would end unexpectedly quickly.

The powerful Scourge Legion, which had slaughtered all the Witness Group with only a dozen or so people left in half an hour, was actually killed by the black-armored Deng Touqing within ten seconds!

We... survived?

We survived!!

The remaining cadres burst into tears of joy, wailing and kneeling to the feet of the black-armored hero: "Arigordo!! Sir!"

He raised his head, with tears in his eyes, looking up at this hero. Now, he truly felt that this silent man in black armor was really the greatest hero in the world!

"Sir! Please tell me your honorable name!" The cadre knelt down and kowtowed, making a big salute. Behind him, the remaining dozen people were kneeling neatly.

After a long time.

"I..."

The black-armored hero spoke.

The cadre raised his head, saw the great hero in his heart, took out a cloth bag from his arms, and then, slowly, put it on his head...

The black ink was swimming, and his soul seemed to be suddenly frozen. The last sentence he heard from the grinning mouth that was as red as blood was...

"You can call me Leon.

Ah ha ha ha ha!!

surprise-mother-f.ucker!”