The God of Injustice in Marvel

In a certain high-end entertainment club that is splendid and bright all night long.

"Little girl across the way~ Where are you going? You are wearing flower pants~ It seems like it's me~~ Hehehehahahaha, are you hiding? I'm here to catch you~~~"

In the long narrow corridor, a madman was swinging his arms back and forth, jumping up and down and singing a Chinese song of unknown meaning. The red velvet carpet was stained with something unknown, showing irregular dark red spots.

I stepped on it with one foot and made a squeaking sound like treading water.

"Is it hidden here... I think you don't understand it at all~ Ha! Let me see!"

In a room with closed doors and windows on the side, a woman hiding in the closet was barefoot and covering her mouth with her hands, trying hard to prevent her sobs from escaping.

She owns this building.

She started from scratch in her twenties and became a popular socialite in the upper class in just ten seconds, owning such a huge industry. Although her external image has always been that of an elite businessman, a kind-hearted and amiable philanthropist,

Entrepreneur, but in fact, all her industries are inseparable from such shady things as washing powder and cyan trading.

In the entire laundry detergent market in the United States, this is the only woman who ranks among the top ten sources of laundry detergent.

Her properties are spread throughout America.

What she relies on, apart from her own face in the early days of starting a business, the rest is her ruthlessness!

Over the years, not counting those who died indirectly at her hands, she has personally executed more than fifty of her subordinates. Sometimes, she would even take the initiative to use some strange excuses to kill some of her subordinates who had done nothing wrong.

Just don't let those guys have any thoughts that they shouldn't have.

Killing can be addictive.

Blanco, who was respectfully called "Madam" by his subordinates, was very happy with this.

…

As his business grew bigger and bigger, Blanco not only made no attempt to restrain himself, but instead wanted more and more. More money, more territory, more respect, and fearful eyes.

When the entire American market was basically divided up, Blanco was surprised to find that there was still an unexplored blue ocean.

Former colleague, Mr. Kingpin’s territory.

Therefore, large-scale invasion and expansion across the board are inevitable.

With almost all the troops mobilized, Blanco crazily and greedily encroached on this land, bringing it back into darkness.

Blanco, who was sitting at the base camp, received news of the casualties among his men on the first night.

She didn't take it to heart at all. This kind of thing was always inevitable.

Those who fight for their lives will be replaced by new ones even after they die.

However, the reports sent by his subordinates showed that the casualties continued to increase, which made Blanco suspicious.

There have been a lot of dark hands in the Big Apple City recently, either overtly or covertly. She suspected that it was her own men who were picking things up and cooperating with other forces to take advantage of them.

Is this okay?!

Without waiting for a second, Blanco immediately ended his overseas vacation and went to "supervise the frontline operations" in person.

But she didn't expect that her luck could be so bad.

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The men he brought with him no longer knew where they were dead. Looking back on their deaths, Blanco still didn't know what the situation was.

When he was drinking water, his head suddenly fell to the ground. After investigating the situation, he turned into an ice sculpture at the door. When he walked into the elevator, he was stabbed to death by countless iron sticks...

Until the last of his men died, Blanco never saw the same way of death...

When all his men were dead, the panicked Blanco finally saw the murderous madman.

Although she had no idea how he did it, Blanco's intuition told her, absolutely! It was definitely done by this lunatic!

Tears flowed from her eyes, but Blanco was extremely careful even when blinking. She still remembered what the madman said to her when he suddenly appeared at the end of the corridor.

"Now, run."

Blanco didn't even see the guy's face clearly. The huge unknown fear made her turn around and run away. Along the way, Blanco broke off her high heels, tore the hem of her skirt, and lost her expensive gems.

necklace, but no matter how hard she tried to escape, the man's voice was always not far behind her.

"Run away, I'll chase you. If I catch you, I'll... cut you into pieces. Hahahaha!"

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There is no sound.

Blanco has been hiding in the closet... She doesn't know how long, every second here feels like a year, but she has caught her breath now, and it should have been some time since she got into the closet.

She hadn't heard that man's voice for a long time.

When she first got into the closet, she heard the man's voice outside, coming from far away, then getting closer, and then from near to far.

Is he gone?

Maybe he is continuing to look for me somewhere, or maybe he is waiting for me to go out at the end of a corridor!

Blanco's heart was completely panicked. At this time, she was still the same woman sitting on the chair, stepping on her employee's head, and drinking red wine arrogantly and elegantly.

wait!

After all, Blanco is a woman who has experienced some big scenes. She knows that she should not be so impatient and trust her first judgment at this time, because judgments made in haste are often wrong.

I don't know how much time passed, maybe five minutes, maybe ten minutes. Blanco still didn't hear any movement outside.

Has he left completely...

Blanco regrets many things now. The most regretful thing is why he ended his vacation and came to this place. The second one is why he didn't bring a mobile phone with him.

However, Blanco forgot that her favorite thing was to kill people with her own hands, and it had been a long time since she had carried something like a mobile phone with her.

…

After waiting for dozens of seconds, the closet door was pushed open extremely slowly, leaving a small gap that could only allow a ray of light to enter.

There were no lights on in the room outside, so Blanco couldn't see clearly what was going on outside.

However, the fact that the lights are not turned on should prove that no one is in this room. Are you still waiting?

Will that man search every room in the building?

"No way...he...maybe thought I had left long ago..."

Blanco just held the closet door and waited quietly for more than ten seconds, but there was no movement.

It seems that after he really couldn't find himself, he went somewhere else.

Phone number, be sure to find the phone number!

Blanco had no idea of ​​leaving secretly on his own. The guy's killing methods were too weird and incredible. Blanco didn't want to leave this house or even this cabinet at all.

She wanted to make a phone call and then wait in the closet until her men came to rescue her.

The closet door was pushed open a little, and then slowly, slowly opened wider...

Bang, hit something.

Blanco's heart suddenly rose to her throat, her hands quickly stiffened, and she remained motionless holding the closet door. After a long time, Blanco crawled out from the crack in the closet door with trembling hands and feet.

.

Maybe he accidentally blocked the gap in the cabinet just now, Blanco thought hurriedly.

Due to lack of strength, Blanco couldn't stand up and could only crawl on the ground and walk out. She didn't want to go outside to find a phone. As long as there was no phone in this room, Blanco decided to go back to the cupboard and be honest.

Wait for dawn.

After searching around, Blanco couldn't hide her disappointment. She didn't find what she was looking for.

Fumbling around, Blanc slowly crawled toward the cabinet, then gently opened the cabinet door, and gently...

The cabinet door only opened a crack, but it couldn't be opened.

Kneeling on the ground, Blanco's body gradually began to shake, and large drops of sweat and tears mixed together and dripped on the floor.

Slowly and tremblingly, Blanco raised his head little by little and saw a gloved hand pressing on the cabinet door.

"Are you...looking for me?"

His pupils shrank sharply. Blanco covered his mouth, fell to the ground, kicked his legs continuously, retreated to the wall under the window sill, and leaned against the wall, shaking his head desperately: "...please, please...don't

Kill me..."

Leon sighed, turned around and walked to the door to turn on the light. Blanco finally saw Leon's face clearly after he turned around...

Then he finally couldn't help but scream.

"There is no one else in the building except you and me. No matter how loud you are, no one will come to save you...Eh? Why does this seem like a line from a villain?"

Scratching his head, Leon walked over to Blanco, who was huddled in a ball, and sat on the end of the bed.

"Little...old girl, have you forgotten something~"

Blanco covered his mouth again and shook his head in horror.

"You are not smart anymore. How can you not say a word at this time?

What should a smart woman say when someone pulls her out of the bedroom closet? She should say: It’s not what you see, please listen to my explanation. Ha, right!”

Blanco lowered his hand little by little and said in a trembling voice: "I... I was just caught by them... I never did anything..."

"Eh~!"

Leon slapped his neck: "Look, you will be punished for lying!"

Standing up, Leon grabbed his hand to the side, and a small knife appeared in his hand. After making two gestures, he was not very satisfied. He turned his hand and it turned into a file.

"Hmm~! This works!"

Crouching in front of the woman, Leon whispered some nonsensical words: "Did you know that the development of human civilization alternates between war and crime? From the moment human civilization was born, we have been studying

How to kill more of the same kind. As civilization continues to progress, some people have discovered that sometimes, compared to death, the process of living to death is more terrifying.

They call this special process [punishment]."

Flipping the small tool in his hand, the little thing kept changing its shape in Leon's hand, and Blanco's pupils were constantly shrinking and dilating.

"The most prosperous period and the most powerful dynasty in human history gave birth to the most horrific punishments. During the Renaissance, in addition to music and poetry, paintings and sculptures, people in that period also improved many punishments. Ah!

They were the first ones to come up with waterboarding! Are you surprised or surprised?”

Two iron plates were conjured in his hands, which soon turned into curved iron pipes in Leon's hands.

"They made this too. Tie it to your leg and tighten it. In an hour, your leg will become necrotic, then rot, and finally die."

Another change, turning into a bowl-shaped hemisphere.

"This, too."

Leon performed a few actions to demonstrate: "Screw it on your head, fix the other end on the table with an iron plate, and twist it down a little at a time.

At first, you will be in pain, and then numbness will begin. Your jaw will be dislocated, and then your teeth will fall off one by one. Your eyes will be squeezed out and slip out of their sockets. Then your brain will come out of your ears.

Squirt out."

With a touch of hand, it turns into a triangular pointed vertebra with a slender bracket.

"This is amazing, they are really good at it. It's worthy of the Renaissance! This..."

"Stop talking——!!"

Blanco's eyes were a little distracted, he put down his hands numbly, and said resignedly: "Ask you...I am willing to say...I am willing to say anything..."

Throwing away the things in his hand, Leon said cheerfully: "Is this right? I just lied to you. I don't dare to watch horror movies alone. How did I know this...cough! Let's get back to the topic.

!”

Leon coughed twice and asked seriously: "Ms. Blanco, do you have a list of your subordinates?"

Blanco moved his lips a few times, and finally gave an address and a name, which Leon wrote down.

Then he asked: "Do you know where the other...er, colleagues' bases are?"

Blanco's eyes lit up for a moment, then he spoke a little faster and spoke a few more addresses.

Lyon was very satisfied and asked a few more questions, and finally asked: "So, Ms. Blanco, do you have anything to add before I kill you?"

Blanco's eyes widened to the extreme, he gritted his teeth, his eyes were about to burst, and he said with a ferocious face: "Kill them!!"

Leon clicked his tongue, stood up, and shot this sinful woman who never forgot her original intention even before she died.

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Fury has been really busy lately, and the number of files on supernatural powers that are handed to him every day is staggering.

Just yesterday, more than a dozen reports from the same place were handed in. The person who sent these things was Coulson.

Fury also came to a conclusion after reading several reports.

"...Leon..."

Ever since the last time SHIELD uncovered more than half of Hydra, Leon, as the discoverer and "whistleblower", has been drifting away from SHIELD.

Fury couldn't guess what Leon was thinking, but where it lay, Fury probably understood it, needless to say.

Lyon has not cooperated with SHIELD for a long time, and SHIELD is free from having to clean up the mess for Lyon.

Originally, Fury was still secretly happy that Leon had escaped from the low-level realm and began to work on more dangerous and bigger problems. It was better to leave the affairs of street gangsters and ordinary people to ordinary people.

Unexpectedly, Leon actually held it back so hard...

While he was wondering whether he should meet with Leon, there was a knock on the door, and Assandra, a senior agent from SHIELD, walked in with a serious face and a folder in his hands.

"Director, we..."

"Don't be so panicked. There are still problems we can't solve. Where are the Avengers? What happened?"

Fury's little joke failed to make his subordinates laugh. Assandra opened the file and put it in front of Fury and said: "That's exactly what I want to tell you. Avengers, there is a little trouble.

."

Fury's expression remained unchanged, he opened the file, and then his face darkened instantly.

(ps: Today I watched a horror movie, a criminal science and education information film, and a movie in which the protagonist is a female drug lord. I wrote this while watching. I changed it first and then changed it.)