The God of Injustice in Marvel

After being silently threatened by Frank, the four people fled quickly, still muttering some curse words in a low voice.

It's just like: how overestimated is the mute who only knows how to work hard, how magnanimous I and others are, otherwise I would try to make him look good...

Several workers who are homeless and unemployed have nowhere to go at night.

Apart from their shabby old house that they could barely call "home", where they lived alone, they couldn't find anywhere to spend their time.

Those dancers with beautiful smiles and enchanting postures will stand in front of them to show their most charming side for the sake of the money. When they no longer have a lot of one-dollar bills in their hands, she will change direction and run to the next one.

Target.

As for more, hehe...

Need to add money.

Compared with this, they are more willing to spend money on bars.

At least, that will take a while.

…………

He kicked a small stone, and the small stone bounced back between several corners, and finally fell into a deep pit where concrete piles had not yet been poured, and there was no sound.

The bald bearded man who was walking at the front among the four stood on the ground, turned around and looked back at the position of the stairs, and spat fiercely: "Sooner or later...hum!"

The remaining three people were naturally flattering each other, one after another.

Although they lost a lot of face in the balcony, they could no longer see the mute, so they forgot the "humiliation" they had just suffered.

Maybe when they see the mute tomorrow, they still dare not speak or look at him, but this does not prevent them from using their mouths to regain their dignity at this time.

After several people killed the mute countless times with their tongues and mouths, they finally felt a little bored.

Their poor brains cannot even think of more harsh words that will not be repeated.

When passing by the big pit, a person suddenly said: "Hey, have you heard that that woman Kendall has no place to live, and now she lives in a tent over there at the construction site. Hehehehe... with her daughter...

"

Kendall is one of the female workers on the construction site. Because her husband passed away due to illness and the bank took away her house, she could only take her daughter to work.

Of course they don't have the guts to do anything criminal.

However, they are still brave enough to laugh loudly and talk dirty to others, which is not a big deal.

The woman didn't dare call the police because this is life.

The five people laughed obscenely for a while, as if they had seen something extremely interesting, and walked forward arm-in-arm, as if they couldn't wait.

While walking and talking, their imagination reached its extreme at this moment.

All kinds of dirty and disgusting but not illegal methods came out of their mouths one by one in competition, stimulating each other's wilder desires.

But as they talked, one person, two people... everyone realized that something seemed to be wrong.

It turned out that they were four people who came here together...

Then... who is the person who is talking?!

…

Leon, who was wearing a windbreaker and lowered his hat, was still talking about many "good ideas". He was close to the strong man next to him. The dust on the man's body rubbed Leon, but he didn't seem to notice at all.

.

Dust is the cleanest thing in the world.

It gathers death and gives life. It blooms beautiful flowers and carries all sins.

Compared with the four people who were staring at Leon and trembling a little, the dust was really clean.

"Hey? Why aren't you talking? What are you looking at me for?" Leon finally realized that he was the only one talking at this time.

But he was not embarrassed at all. He moved his face closer to the sweaty and frightened face and asked with a smile: "...Is there something on my face..."

The man stood up straight and tilted his head back as hard as he could. His whole posture was laborious and strange.

Leon moved his face forward again: "What did you see on my face? Ha..."

The other three people turned around and ran, but before they could take a few steps, they were hit by several bullets in the crook of their legs. They fell to the ground in pain, but they still crawled forward with both hands.

"Whoever moves one more moment and makes one more noise will..."

Bang!

A shot hit the head of a man who was desperately crawling forward. Leon said the last word: "...die."

He took out a gun from the space, put it in the hand of the guy who was still sweating, and taught him step by step to put his finger on the trigger and stuff the muzzle of the gun into his mouth.

"Hey, yes, open your mouth, open it again...yes, you are being held hostage by me now, you can't run away, do you hear me~"

As if a little worried, Leon drew a circle around his trembling legs.

Then he clapped his hands with satisfaction, said "Yeah", and walked towards one of the people lying on the ground.

"Please, I..."

"Shh!"

Leon was a little unhappy.

Didn't you agree not to speak? How could you break the rules?

At least I can change the words, even the beginning! How many times have I heard this sentence!

Disappointing!

He took out many small objects from the space, thought about it, and realized that he had nothing to torture them with, so he put them back.

I patted the man's back gently, and he gasped a little.

When his breathing calmed down, Leon asked: "Feeling better? Then, how do you want to die now? I have..."

"I don't want to die! I...!"

"Shh!"

Leon pinched his mouth, grabbed his face with only a pair of frightened eyes, and pulled him to him: "Look, why are you still going off topic? Don't interrupt me, just listen to me.

Maybe, after hearing this, you also feel that you are a damn maggot and just kill yourself~"

Leon was still disappointed.

No matter what he says, this person will just keep begging for mercy and repenting.

He kept saying that the mistakes he made were all small ones and he felt that he did not deserve to die.

Only then did Leon become interested. He simply sat on the ground, holding his knees and "discussing" with the man.

"So, you know exactly what you are doing from beginning to end, right?"

He didn't say anything, he just begged for mercy.

"That's why you keep doing things like this over and over again, because you know that things will just end in nothing, right?"

He is still begging for mercy.

"So...brother, can you please stop knocking? I feel sorry for that stone slab."

Leon stood up helplessly.

There is no discussion about this.

Where can there be such a "discussion" where only one side talks and asks questions?

It makes me feel like I'm bullying you.

"You regret it?"

He nodded wildly.

"You think you just made some small mistake?"

Still nodding.

Leon was shaking his head.

Bending close to his ear, Leon whispered: "I also knew exactly what I was doing from beginning to end.

I will do this again and again.

Ha... I also know that this matter will end in nothing.

So... guess what...

Will I regret it?"

Raising his head, Leon looked into his tearful eyes and finally said: "By the way, I don't even feel that I made the slightest mistake."

Bang!

The gunshot rang out, and the body fell softly to the ground, with only dust flying.

Leon looked back and smiled: "Hehe...it's your turn..."

…………

Compared with the first communication partner, the second one seems to be much more sensible.

Like the first person, he didn't think he deserved to die just because he made some small mistakes.

He would recognize whatever Leon asked. He was quick to answer...

Therefore, Lyon satisfied him.

Damn it, then just go die. If you don’t want to go by yourself, Leon can help.

After helping others once a day, Leon came to the small circle at the beginning.

hateful……

That guy didn't run away or shoot Leon!

He was still trembling and standing in that circle with cold sweat, his finger on the trigger and the muzzle of the gun in his mouth.

Is it so difficult to catch a fish now?!

What’s the point of fishing if you don’t experience the process of battling wits and courage with fish, letting out and taking in the line again!

Just go to the wet market and buy fish!

"You bastard...why don't you run away? You...eh?"

Leon said in a bad tone: "Are you doubting that the gun I gave you is a fake gun?"

Could I, Leon, do such a shameless thing?!

Not really this time.

Reaching out to grab the gun in his hand, Leon's movements were a little rough, and he was not worried at all about accidentally touching the trigger and smashing his head.

Bang!

After shooting the man in the foot, Leon proved that what he gave him was indeed a real gun with bullets.

Turning around and putting the gun back into his hand, Leon said bewilderedly: "Now, you can't run away. Your foot was accidentally injured, oh! What bad luck. It seems that you have only one choice~"

Leon squatted next to the bald bearded man who fell to the ground, pointed at his mask with changing patterns, and nodded his forehead: "Here, what do you think?"

Then……

Lyon was disappointed once again.

The bald bearded man said nothing, gritted his teeth, raised the gun, and pointed the muzzle at his own head.

Leon finally understood: "Hey! It seems like you know me!"

Otherwise, the explanation makes no sense. No matter how good a person is, he will choose to fight in the face of death.

There must be people who are not afraid of death, but they will never be such a coward.

The answer seems to be obvious.

"...I know you, Mr. Night Watchman of Hell's Kitchen...I have seen..."

grass!!

What a joke!

After standing up, Leon did not take back the gun, but said as he walked: "You can handle it yourself."

After taking a few steps, Leon looked up at the black shadow on a certain floor and said loudly: "You've been looking at it for a long time~ Don't you have anything to say?"

There was no movement in the dark shadow for a long time, and then, a figure slowly walked out.

Carrying a work hammer and wearing a safety helmet.

It's Uncle Punishment.

Carrying a hammer, I jumped directly from the second floor to the ground without even bending my legs.

Leon's teeth hurt when he saw it...

If I remember correctly, it seems that Uncle Punishment is also an "ordinary person".

This late at night, just jumping on the dark cement floor, are these ordinary people in the Marvel world!

However, when he thought that Kingpin, who took more than a dozen bullets from him without dying, was considered an ordinary person, Leon regained his composure.

In the Marvel world, if you believe it, you will lose.

…

Uncle Punishment didn't speak since he jumped down. Although he has always been a man of few words, he still seemed a little too quiet.

There was a person lying in the back who was bleeding all the time. This scene was somewhat embarrassing.

"Are you here to complain about their injustice?"

Leon thought this was simply too strange.

Frank Custer!The Punisher!

He actually complained for a guilty person? Is this special code definitely the 616 main universe?

Uncle Punishment didn't make any move when he heard Leon's words. He seemed to think about it for a moment before he said with a hint of hesitation: "His crime will not lead to death. And even if he wants to die, he will have to die..."

Uncle Punishment couldn't speak any more.

Leon took over: "Who? Judge? Hehehehe..."

In the empty environment, Leon's laughter continued to echo, making it even more ironic.

Uncle Punishment still has a dead face.

Leon laughed even more enthusiastically. If he hadn't choked himself in the end, he could have carefully imitated the laughter in One Piece.

After hammering his chest a few times, it somewhat slowed down. Leon stared at Uncle Punishment and took a step forward: "What did you see on my face?"

Uncle Punishment looked at Leon's mask that was constantly changing patterns, with a look of pain on his paralyzed face.

He saw the blood, he saw the gun, he saw the cake.

Lowering his eyes, Uncle Punishment whispered: "I didn't see anything..."

Leon looked back at the bald bearded man who was trying to pretend he didn't exist, then turned back to Uncle Punishment and said, "Do you think he shouldn't die? At least, I can't decide whether he should die or not?"

Uncle Punishment was silent.

Leon laughed again: "Haha, so funny. Frank Custer."

When someone called out his name, Uncle Punishment raised his head, his expression changed a bit, and he looked at Leon intently.

Leon doesn't care at all, who are you trying to scare?

"I remember that you seemed to have been convicted and should have died. Why...oh! You ran away! You are a fugitive!"

Lyon was full of heartbreaking words: "So, I don't know whether he is guilty or not, but you must be guilty! You are a fugitive!"

Taking a few steps forward, Leon said: "So, I should let him go...and then kill you, right?"

He closed his eyes in pain, and Uncle Punishment lowered his head helplessly.

If it weren't for the fact that he hadn't completed his revenge, why wouldn't he want to...

Immediately afterwards, something was stuffed into his hand.

Something that Uncle Puny is very familiar with.

That gun of his.

Instantly! Uncle Punishment’s eyes became dangerous!

He remembered that the gun was stored in the evidence room and had disappeared with the fire, but now the gun suddenly appeared in the hands of this stranger...

As soon as Leon saw the look in Uncle Punishment's eyes, he knew that he was thinking wrongly.

He said angrily: "Take another look!"

Uncle Punishment took a cautious step back and rubbed the gun in his hand with his hand.

It's his gun. But not the one he has at home, but...

It's just an ordinary gun of the same model.

Uncle Punishment was in a trance, and Leon clapped his hands to attract his attention.

"You have seen what happened and all the processes. The three lying over there were all killed by me. Now..."

Leon walked up to the bald bearded man who was covering his feet and continued: "The gun is in your hand, choose one."

Leon pointed to the only three people present: "He, me, or... yourself."

Uncle Punishment took a deep look at Leon with his arms open, then looked at the blood on the ground, the bald bearded man with his head lowered, and finally looked at the gun in his hand.

Bang!

Uncle Punishment still made his own choice.

There was no hesitation or hesitation, that's just the way he was.

Lyon just did a little "guiding".

"It scared me to death. It scared me to death!" Leon slapped his chest "surviving the disaster" to show off his poor acting skills.

At his feet, there was a small hole between the eyebrows of the bald bearded man.

"I thought you were going to hit me, really~"

Leon performed the four words "pretentious" perfectly, and it didn't look like he had bad acting skills at all.

Uncle Punishment didn't answer the question, maybe because he didn't know how to answer it.

He raised his pistol, pointed at Leon's moving face, and said in a deep voice: "Who are you and why did you come to me?"

Uncle Punishment just looked honest and dull, but his mind was full of life.

"Captain, don't shoot! We are one of our own!" Leon raised his hands in surrender.

Uncle Punishment did not put down the gun, and said expressionlessly: "Go on."

Huh? Why does this sentence about special code sound so familiar!

What a strong sense of déjà vu!

"Captain, Huang Jun asked me to bring you a message...Hey! Don't get excited, you look disgusting!"

Leon stopped raising his hands, it was a bit tiring to keep raising them like this.

Carelessly, while Uncle Pun was pointing his gun, he reached into his arms and picked up something.

Uncle Punishment waited cautiously for a long time, but didn't expect anything.

Leon stretched out his empty hand: "...Well, I don't seem to have anything to prove my identity.

Do you believe me when I say Fury invited me here?"

Uncle Punishment actually put down his pistol after hearing this.

"I believe it."

How could you believe it so easily!!

Then how can I act in a drama?

Uncle Punishment put away the gun very naturally: "The fact that you can name that name is enough to explain the problem. And..."

"And what?"

Uncle Punishment looked at Leon and said seriously: "I witnessed the whole process. The bald man called you: [The Night Watchman of Hell's Kitchen]. I don't know what this title means, but he was frightened by your name.

He didn’t even have the thought of escaping, and even though he was pointed at by me with a gun, he didn’t dare to raise the gun in his hand, which speaks volumes.”

Patting the gun behind him, Uncle Punishment continued: "I am most likely not your opponent. You may be a very cruel person. You have done similar things to many guilty people. There is no enmity between us. It is obvious.

You came for me, but you never showed your intention to kill me.

So, it seems that I can only choose to believe you."

Leon couldn't help but sigh, sometimes we really can't just look at the surface whether these superheroes are strong or weak.

I don’t want to be an analyst or something like that because of my damn IQ, thank you!

While Leon was still sighing, Uncle Punishment had already taken away the gun in the bald bearded man's hand. Turning around, he said to Leon: "I need guns, many, many guns."