The God of Injustice in Marvel

The white marble steps can be called magnificent carved eaves. This is not the famous big white house, but a concierge building specially prepared to receive foreign guests and other important international guests.

However, the atmosphere here today seems to be a little too serious.

Although the many soldiers holding guns look mighty and well-equipped, if you look closely, you can find that many of them have fine beads of sweat on their foreheads. And their eyes are following them at this moment.

Moving behind a strange man riding a tall horse.

Watching him, strolling around, looking at the tanks and cannons as if they were nothing, slowly walked into the building.

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In the corridor, everyone was avoiding Leon's gaze, lowering their heads and tying their hands.

Leon completely treated them as if they didn't exist, and just rode his horse and walked in the corridor to take care of himself.

Soon, a kind-faced old man walked out of the corner from the end of the corridor, holding a document in his hand and walking toward Lyon with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Lyon, you are welcome to come..."

"Fury told you?"

The old man didn't care at all that he was interrupted by Leon, he still smiled and continued, then Leon said: "No, we got the relevant information about you from the tax department.

Haha, it can be seen from this that you have always been a citizen with good credit and a country-loving citizen. I believe that regarding those rumors..."

"No matter what you said." Leon interrupted him again and said, "That's not a rumor."

Riding his horse past the stunned old man, Leon suddenly stopped again, looked sideways at the old man beside him, and said condescendingly: "No matter how crazy, murderous, and selfish I am according to the information you have seen.

Profit, impulsive and willful, sinful...

Those are all true. Each one is the real me, and each one is the reputation I have earned with great difficulty.

so……

It's better to skip these negotiation skills and speaking skills. You'd better run over there quickly and tell those big shots that I don't want to talk nonsense with them, and I'm not interested in wearing a high hat.

Maybe you ran too slowly, or you said more nonsense..."

Leon lowered his head and said with a smile: "...I might just kill you~"

The friendly and warm smile on the old man's face disappeared immediately. He held the document in his hands and handed it to Leon on the horse. He bent down and bowed, then trotted all the way. He disappeared from the corner of the corridor before leading Leon.

Leon sat on the horse and opened the file conveniently.

Ho!

These people are really efficient at what they do.

This folder contains all the charges and evidence against General Ross, as well as related verdicts.

Leon probably had to look through it, and saw that even General Ross's crime of embezzling a box of sardine cans when he was a soldier was written in it.

Ha...I don't know if it's true or not...

As soon as he let go, the document fell directly to the ground.

This thing may be useful to ordinary people, and it may have a lot of collection significance. You can take it out and take a look at it later when you have nothing to do, and be happy.

But for Lyon, this is just paper. If he wants General Ross's life, he can take it long ago and at any time.

It's just that I didn't regard him as a piece of cake, never took him to heart, just remember this person.

There are so many messy things in the Marvel world of Special Code. This one is going dark today, that one is resurrected tomorrow, and someone is going to destroy the universe the day after tomorrow. How can you have so much free time to remember a stupid person!

When Lyon came today, he just killed General Ross.

His real purpose was to take this opportunity to wake up and speak clearly to those stupid bums who would cause trouble to others.

One General Ross can cause so many annoying things. If a bunch of people come out to cause trouble, he can't accomplish it, but he can do bad things. He can't kill you, but he can disgust you to death.

Leon no longer wanted to be held back by these idiots and cause trouble in the future. Even if he had to massacre again, he didn't want to waste the effort.

This time, let's take it as a confession. Let's explain the consequences directly to these idiots.

If they can understand, just understand. If they can't understand, then find a group of people who can understand.

If you can accept it, accept it. If you can't accept it, you can also find a group of people who can accept it.

Anyway, there are not many people who want to climb up. It doesn’t matter who they are.

…………………………

Leon smiled when he saw a "waiter" looking up at him secretly.

These fucking arms are thicker than ordinary people's thighs. It's weird that this is a waiter.

With such thick arms, he must be a good hand at the construction site, so why come here.

"I said, where did you hide the gun?"

Leon asked with great interest: "If you dare to hit me with the gun you took out of your crotch later, I will feed you to the bastard."

Speaking of Shukaku, Leon said: "Believe me, it has a brother, a very big tortoise."

Later, Leon looked at the other "waiters" with great interest and asked: "Are you also throwing glasses as a sign of honor? Or do you think it depends on the situation that you shouldn't fire freely, eh? Those people didn't say anything, if you accidentally kill them

If someone is beaten to death, how will the crime be calculated?

How much is your salary, City Soldier King? Do you have a system?"

Leon's constant questioning scared the unlucky guy to the point of sweating. Only then did he hear the "sound of nature" coming from the other side of the corridor.

"Mr. Lyon, I'm sorry for being rude."

Leon laughed twice, let go of the unlucky little pawn, and looked over there. This time, what came out was a general who seemed to have a high status, and beside him was the old man from before.

Leon said nothing and continued to ride his horse and walk forward.

…………………………

Entering a room, Leon still had no intention of dismounting.

"Where's Ross?"

I just asked this sentence, simple and direct.

The upper class people sitting at the long circular mahogany table opposite Lyon looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, an old man stood up and said sternly: "Do you know what crime you have committed? You

Do you know that you..."

Leon was stunned, actually there really is such a person, actually such a thing really happened?!

He couldn't help but look back at the door he just walked in. Could it be that... this was really the City Soldier King's script that he robbed?!

"Spirit Pill."

"Uh...ah...ah! Help..."

Leon couldn't read epaulettes, so he didn't know how big an official this person was. However, to be sitting in this room, he should be at the same level as Ross.

Why are you so...so stupid?

Were those people I killed before fake?

Who deceived this old man and came here to lend me my hand to kill him?

The old man, whose stomach was stained with blood, sat down on the chair, gasping in pain, and soon became silent.

Lyon deliberately did not hit any vital points.

Everyone else in the room stood up and looked at Leon one after another. Their eyes and expressions were different, but they were all interesting. At least Leon looked interesting.

"Don't move. Anyone who moves will die."

Leon threatened these people with a smile.

"Well...otherwise I'd better go out. I'll go out and then fight back in. You should call for backup. You should leave. I'll be fine. I remember what you look like and I can find you."

Leon was very serious in giving advice to these people.

Many people's hands left a certain button under the table one after another. Some people wanted to squeeze out a smiling face, but maybe the current environment did not allow it. Maybe they realized that the crisis had not been resolved yet, so they failed to squeeze out smiling faces.

, extremely ugly.

"Don't say anything? That's acquiescence. Then... let's start with you. I'll kill one first and collect some interest, and then go out."

Leon moved his finger that had not been put down just now and pointed at the old man with glasses sitting next to the dead old man.

"Wait a minute...!"

"Spirit Pill."

Bang!

This time, it was the head.

The watermelon exploded.

Leon ignored the screams, exclamations and vomiting sounds in the room. He curled his fingers and said coldly: "Next time you shout stop, it's best to shout it before someone dies."

Immediately, Leon clapped his hands, looked at the remaining people in the room, and the large group of soldiers rushing in from the door, and asked with a smile: "Now, do you want me to go out? Three...two..."

"Mr. Lyon!"

The man who just went out to greet Leon called out to Leon.

"Mr. Lyon! We are very sincere. We are very sincere. Just... it was just a stupid accident, we..."

"It's really stupid."

"...Yes, yes. Stupid!"

After admitting his stupidity, the man who looked like the leader asked the soldiers who rushed into the house to tidy up the house and take away the garbage. Then he wiped the sweat from his forehead, picked a new place to sit down, and started talking again.

"Negotiations" in Lyon.

"Mr. Lyon, I..."

"I'm not interested in listening to you now. Now, I say, you listen."

The leader smiled awkwardly, nodded and said, "Okay, then, what you say, we will listen."

Leon nodded, his body flew up, and he came to the man with his hands behind his back.

"I know your name. Chet Howard, right.

Don't be nervous, Howard. I actually want to kill you all.

Ha...I told you, don't be nervous."

Leon turned around and smiled at the others, then turned around and continued: "I know each of your names, I know each of you... quite well.

Howard, you must have been very unhappy when you got up from Elena's bed.

Hmm... let me see... yo! Elena is not your wife..."

Leon looked back, looked at a guy in a suit and said, "Your wife?"

He turned back: "Well, this crime is not worthy of death. The things you really deserve to die for are actually murder, corruption, and bribery of superior officials. There are too many, so I won't help you recall them one by one. I will make a list tomorrow.

Delivered to your desk.

In short, you all deserve to die. Each of you deserves to die, and you are not unjust. And each of you knows that you deserve to die, right?

Ha... didn't I say, don't be afraid.

Regarding your crimes, I don’t have the spare time to judge you, and I have never done this.

I just hope you know, don't cause trouble to me ~ don't always delay others from doing serious things.

You see, without Tony Stark and those idiots, the world would be a mess... right?"

"...Yes. Yes, yes, you are right!"

The man named Howard felt extremely regretful at this moment, but in his heart, he was still more filled with fear.

"I'll tell you the truth. The last time the Chitauri invaded the earth, you should have all been watching.

This kind of thing will happen a lot in the future. In our universe, there are many, many alien beings. Some of them are kinder and use weapons and technology to kill people.

Some are more brutal, using superpowers and large blades to kill people.

There are so many people like me in the universe! As for them, many of them will visit the earth in the future. They come to kill people, kill people, and kill people and so on.

You said, for a good-for-nothing bastard like you, when they come, can I count on you to protect me?

It can't be right. If you had that kind of strength, you wouldn't be useless, you would just be a simple bastard, right?

So, in the end, I still have to rely on Tony Stark and the others. Do you know how much effort I put into twisting them into a rope?

If they can't stand in front of them, then I'll have to step in. I'm afraid~

After saying this, do you understand? Well? Do you think you should die?

Hey! Damn it~"

Leon put his arm around Howard's shoulders and walked slowly in the room, constantly reasoning with him and urging him to learn to be reasonable.

"As for me, I don't like killing people. Killing people is very tiring and makes my clothes dirty. I don't like reasoning either. Look at what I've done to you. Don't you feel heartbroken?

Then who... Yes, that old man, just now he said that I am a good citizen and I should not be treated like this.

So, you bastards, just keep making money from you, covet your dirt, and sleep with your... subordinates' wives.

Isn't this great? Why do you have to come to my place to seek death? I'm also very tired. Let's be considerate of each other.

From now on, these messy things must not happen again!"

Leon leaned close to his ear and whispered: "I know your son is studying in Louis Public School, and you have an illegitimate son studying in elementary school in the north. I am a very soft-hearted person and can't bear to let you go down by yourself. If something like this happens again

I can only make one more trip to send your whole family down~"

Patting the pale Howard on the shoulder, Leon smiled and said to him: "Tell them this too, so that I won't have to talk too much. I always like to do things more than talk, so I'm sorry to bother you.

Do you understand, you want me to threaten you again... ah, no, please re-narrate it?"

"No... no need... no need. I understand! I understand!"

Gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people, and evil people like Leon who can beat the gods and ghosts are even more frightening.

"Very good! Very energetic! Hey, this is right. Come on, smile, cry like your mother is dead, what did I do to your mother?"

Laugh…Hey! That’s right!”

Leon happily patted Howard on the shoulder and continued: "That Nick Fury, you can accept him as your godfather from now on. As a godson, you should wipe your godfather's butt more. By the way, what are you doing?

level?"

"...Admiral."

"Okay~!"

Leon patted him again: "You can discuss with everyone in this room and accept him as your godfather together. With more people, there is more strength. Can you do that?"

"...Okay...Okay!"

Seeing that Leon was unhappy again, Howard quickly yelled out the last sentence sonorously.

"Okay, let's make this deal. Then... let's settle my matter now."

Leon looked back at the trembling old men and asked with a smile:

"Where is that old bastard General Ross?"