The God of Injustice in Marvel

470 , the beating people are beating them horizontally

In a dark world, there is a dark set of rules.

They are twisted, stereotyped, and rotten, but many people still believe them to be true and use them to numb themselves, trying to prove that their similarly twisted and rotten lives are still valuable by thoroughly following these rules.

For this kind of person, sometimes even if a knife cuts his leg, he will not regret it, but if someone tells him the truth, he will collapse.

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“Do you think you’ve done something good and that’s why you’re a good person?

Please, brother, movies don’t use this kind of whitewashing routine anymore. There aren’t that many fools anymore and they will be scolded..."

In the room with no lights on, Leon was sitting on a thick high-backed chair, with his elbows propped on his knees, one hand rubbing his scalp under his hat with his thumb, and the other hand holding a lit cigarette to his mouth.

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"That's not the case~~

When you do good things, you have to keep doing them. Even if you do bad things, the spectators will scold you, but in the end everyone will understand what is going on.

You said that while you are doing bad things, you are also doing charity at the same time, helping old ladies cross the road, and buying candies for little kids.

How can I regard you as a good person~~"

Opposite the chattering Leon is another chair.

The same high-backed seat, the same elbow-to-knee support.

However, the white-haired man sitting on the pile of chairs had blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his fingers were hanging down weakly, resting on his side and sticking to his pants.

There was a slight friction sound, and the white-haired man leaned to the side and was about to fall to the ground.

"Hey! Look, you're not happy even after I say a few words to you."

Leon quickly put the cigarette in his mouth, tilted his head, squinted his eyes, and reached out to help the person upright.

"I'm doing this all for your own good, you see."

Leon pointed at the ground beside him and clicked for a long time before he clicked on a body lying in a pool of blood.

"Your son, nephew or something, I forgot, don't mind.

This guy specializes in killing ordinary people, right? He takes pleasure in doing so. If it’s unfair or not, just say it’s unfair or not!

Well, your wife? Or your daughter, I forgot... did you listen to me?

Hmm... where are you talking about? Oh, your daughter. Dual-plug, amphibious humanoid self-propelled cannon! She is amazing. Originally, I would call her a female bodhisattva for people like her.

But she kills one after another, and she always goes to school to pick young people as her targets. What do you think...

Isn't this a praying mantis? It's not unfair.

And this...hey, why don't you listen to what others say..."

Leon lit another cigarette, stood up unhappily, and reached out to push the man sitting on the chair.

As light as if they had no bones, the men's bodies were piled together and fell softly to the ground.

"Dead?! Damn it!"

Leon threw his cigarette to the ground angrily: "You told me earlier that you were dead! I have wasted so much effort!"

He turned around and looked around, counting the number of people: "There's still one left."

I reached out and took a look at my Conan-style anime watch. It was almost time.

Just as I was thinking about it, the door was pushed open, and a beautiful blonde reached out and turned on the light: "Dad, why is there no one outside..."

ah--!!!"

As expected, Leon, who blocked his ears with two fingers, was not afraid of the sharp attack at all. He waited until the beautiful woman with her eyes closed shouted enough and fell to the ground before he put his hands down.

"You are just..."

"ah--!!!"

Pia!

After a clear loud mouth, the whole world became pure.

"You want to sneak up on me while I don't have my ears plugged, haha... I'm as smart as a monkey!"

He dragged the chair to the blonde and sat down.

"that!"

Leon pointed with his thumb at the white-haired man behind him: "Your dad, right?"

The blond woman didn't know if she was a little too frightened, she seemed completely stunned.

How can this be done? Isn't this just chatting with wood?

A mental imprint hit the blonde, instantly helping her become as calm as water.

"I...I didn't participate in the family business, really! I..."

"Okay, okay...I know, um. I do believe that you are not involved in the family business.

After all, you are a top student in a prestigious school and you are very clean.

Then, let me ask you, do you know how the money for the charitable fund you manage comes from?"

"I...I..."

The blonde was speechless.

"Then let's change the question. Don't cry. If you cry again, my head will be ripped off on the spot. Over there, yes, it's just like him.

Hey! That’s right~

Let me ask you, when you graduated, your sister, the one lying over there, gave you a motorcycle. Do you know where that motorcycle came from?

Hmm...it seems you know it too."

Leon licked his lips and lit the cigarette again.

"Hiss...ha...fu...

You see, just because you saw someone's motorcycle with a nice paint job on the side of the road, your sister killed the couple.

Aren't you very happy when you ride a motorcycle?

So, you know what they do, and you enjoy the convenience and quality of life that these crimes bring you.

But now you want to tell me that you are quite innocent, it is all their fault, it was all their doing, it was all forced on you.

It’s a bit shameless.”

The blonde woman was so frightened that she burst into tears.

Leon thoughtfully handed her a tissue and comforted her: "Don't worry, of course I won't take advantage of you~

I tried it, but the special coded ones couldn't be removed at all. It's disgusting.

you……"

Leon knocked on his knee: "Maybe I have to die today. Is there anything you want to say before you die?"

The blonde reached out and grabbed the hem of Leon's clothes, shaking her head violently and like crazy: "Please... I really don't know... I'm sorry..."

Leon carefully pulled the hem of clothes out of the blonde's hands and patted her shoulder gently: "Tell them in person.

What does that sentence mean? A family must be neat and tidy~"

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Standing outside the window, looking at the raging fire, Leon stood by the road, peed, and left.

Many of the people on the list are the same as those who originally united against him.

However, Lyon's revenge was so overwhelming that he had no idea of covering it up. Needless to say, all the addresses on the list must have been empty.

Only the name is left to use, so it actually doesn't matter. After all, chasing down the fleeing enemy is also a good thing and helps people feel happy.

Of course, when a dog chases a ball, it's not because of the ball. It just likes the feeling of chasing prey in its bones.

…

Leon, who had killed a family of thirteen, was jumping on the roof of the building like a normal person, jumping from one building to another.

Sometimes, having too many enemies is a beautiful thing, it means enough fun.

But sometimes, it's not so good, because the difficulty in choosing is really not easy to cure.

The memory after the clone's "shattering" death was transferred back to Leon's head, and Tony's fighting level has really improved!

For a person who conquers the world with his uniform, he is able to practice tactical applications and fighting skills to this extent, even though he only relies on the help of some intelligent programs, but it is still worthy of applause.

Soon, another clone's memory flashed back, this time it was Quicksilver.

Compared to the main body, the speed of the clone is still much different. After being beaten, Quicksilver, who has become enlightened and holds two daggers, will definitely not be able to beat him.

Leon originally thought that the first clone to come back must have fought with Quicksilver. It seems that the beating back then left a lot of shadow on this kid's heart...

After Quicksilver, the third person to win a battle with a clone was Hawkeye. This was quite beyond Leon's expectation. However, seeing that Hawkeye had all kinds of arrows, including Adamantium alloy, Leon was also surprised.

Got it.

In a sense, this person is also a money warrior. If this arrow is not recycled, it will be very heartbreaking.

If the memories passed back by these clones can be said to be a discussion, then the Hulk has a bit of a personal grudge.

Picking up my ankles and slamming them back and forth on the concrete floor is also a very difficult and wonderful experience.

Forget it, Leon thought, just think of it as giving him benefits.

Captain America, the widowed sister, and the little spider who was called by Tony to join in the fun quickly sent back the clones they were fighting against. They had different methods, but they basically put some water in. After all, the clones couldn't use Leon's

The equipment can only be equipped with some skills, which is somewhat inferior.

However, the performance of Falcon and Ant-Man is really a bit awkward. One does not dare to fight, and his own strength is a bit inferior, and is more suitable for group combat and support. The other does not know how to fight at all, and basically has no fighting skills.

Leon had already expected that after the clones disintegrated on their own, although these two people would not be "retired", they would definitely be indispensable for training with Tony and Team USA.

"That's right! You can be in a good mood even after being beaten. This feeling is quite strange!

Okay, now that I'm done with the trouble, let's continue my quest for revenge.

Let me see, how many more..."

The words stopped suddenly, and Leon turned back warily to look at the night sky behind him.

"What is this? A big flower?"

The big flower in Leon's mouth quickly flew to Leon's side, standing a few meters higher in the air than Leon, looking at him with his eyes slightly lowered and his chin raised.

"I remember this word, it should be called look..." Leon took out a recliner from the space, lay down flat on his back, looked at the woman in the air, smiled and waved his hand: "Hello~"

The energy she sensed was astonishingly huge, her whole body was glowing, her speed was very fast, and this woman's forehead... was very big and wide.

In addition, the golden hair that looks like it is floating in the water, driven by the spilled energy, coupled with the annoying eyes...

Except for Aunt Marvel...ah, no, it's: there is no one except Captain Marvel.

It is not easy to see this person on earth.

After all, this is an upgraded version of the World Fire Brigade, Captain of the Space Guard...

"Fury asked you to come? Ha, he is really willing to do it. Ms. Danvers."

Aunt Surprise was not surprised at all that this man named Leon could recognize her identity at a glance, nor was she surprised that he looked so lazy now.

Fury asked her to return to Earth two days ago, saying that there might be something that she needed to know.

It's possible.

It's hard to hear such words from Fury's mouth.

So Aunt Surprise returned to Earth with curiosity.

She also wanted to know what was going on. Just to the extent that she needed to know, Fury would press the communicator and ask her to come back to Earth.

After spending a day in Fury's, the name that came up most often in Fury's mouth was the name of this guy named Leon Collins.

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As an early superhero, Carol Danvers had such a strong sense of responsibility that she would go to other people's planets to help them solve their problems. It's hard to imagine that the most reliable superhero on earth today could be such a person?!

Even after hearing those stories, Carol was unwilling to admit that this guy named Leon was a superhero.

Unable to withstand Fury's constant persuasion, Carol finally decided to listen to Fury, an old friend, and "see the real Leon for myself." After this look, Carol regretted it.

This guy's way of doing things, Fury has simply beautified him too much!

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"You just killed 13 people. Men, women and children, all of them.

Why."

Leon didn't know why, but when he saw Captain Marvel, he didn't feel any joy at all. He couldn't be happy at all. It was obviously a thigh, but he had no intention of hugging it.

Is your aura discordant? Or was Auntie Surprise's attitude just now a bit too arrogant?

Leon himself couldn't understand it either.

However, her tone of voice was really annoying.

"Why, why why. Why did I kill them all?

Because they...should not be alive? Look at this answer, are you satisfied?"

Slowly falling from the sky, the light on her body gradually faded, and Leon could see clearly the entire face of Aunt Surprise.

Hmm...the figure isn't that good either.

…

"In my opinion, what you did is no different from them."

Captain Marvel still had that cold and arrogant face, walking step by step in front of Lyon, she asked: "I don't really like your style of behavior, and I don't think there will be any other interactions between you and me. So.

Just tell me directly what happened when you and Fury spoke."

Leon didn't even raise his eyelids: "...forgot."

Captain Marvel didn't have any movement changes, he still had the same expression.

"The dangers you mentioned that may happen or are destined to happen in the future are not your fault, right?"

Leon slapped the chair: "You are looking for trouble, aren't you?"

Aunt Surprise suddenly smiled.

"Same as what Fury said."

Um?

Leon stood up: "What did Fury say bad things about me?!"

Captain Marvel sneered, turned around, looked back at Leon, raised his head and flew away.

What the hell?? What is this?

You came over suddenly and out of nowhere, mocked me, and then left?!