The God of Injustice in Marvel

Finally, some clothes were left for the three eldest brothers. The three of them rubbed their wrists reluctantly, touched their pockets, looked at the "mobile phone" with only the phone case left in a daze, and walked out again with no regrets on their faces.

Small alley, and secretly vowed in my heart: From now on, I will never leave the cafeteria again!

On the other side, in the alley at this time, Leon, who was no longer drunk on his face, was raising his hand to light a cigarette for the masked man.

Whether it is the baggy clothes covered with three mobile phones or the three watches in a row on the raised hand, they all show the arrogance and wealthy life of its owner. In terms of style, wearing gold and silver, inadvertently revealing the waist

The upstarts who own tractor keys are more than a step ahead!

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The masked man squatting at the entrance of the alley seemed a little confused.

"I always feel that something was wrong just now. Did you..."

"Hey~~How can this be wrong? Come and eat Shaomai."

Taking the shaomai from Leon's hand, the masked man ate one before he realized: "Didn't you come out in the middle of the night and carry the shaomai with you?

Aren't you jealous?"

Lyon:…………

"……have."

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Looking at Bullseye who was eating in front of him, Leon could not connect him with the Bullseye man in his memory who killed without blinking an eye, did all kinds of bad things, and was wild and arrogant.

This old Eight Heroes...ah no, the Masked Man!

His state gives him the feeling of Leon...

"Um, I'm taking the liberty to ask."

In the end, Leon couldn't hold it back: "Have you been injured before? The kind that meant you were bedridden for a long time."

"Um?!"

Bullseye struggled to choke down the Shaomai in his throat, nodded and said: "How do you know?!"

Lyon:…………

This is not a question of how I know. It’s that you have no intention of hiding it at all!

"I worked for a guy in a mask before."

Pointing to the mask on the bridge of his nose, Bullseye recalled a little slowly: "...I forgot what that man's name was. Anyway, he was a rich man.

Later... why it happened later, I forgot, anyway, I was a little injured, I was shot in the forehead, but I didn't die!"

Leon snorted, and when he nodded, he thought to himself: This is why something is wrong with you!

"Later I went to the hospital. The doctor gave me the wrong medicine."

Lyon:…………

There are some twists and turns here!

"I survived. Then after I was discharged from the hospital, I became allergic to lobster, so I bought some diarrhea medicine and took it.

Later, I had a high fever, and then...

Then my memory has never been very good."

Ah this...

Leon didn't know how to complain about such a weird and bizarre experience.

Should we say that if we are still alive and well, we can only say that our fate is too great?!

"By the way, have you been lying to me just now?"

Bullseye, the masked man, finally discovered the blind spot: "Where did you get the dumplings and shaomai from just now? This soy sauce, this vinegar...

Do you have any more vinegar? Give me some more."

Lyon:…………

Pass the jealousy to this guy... It doesn't seem right to say that you have returned from the lost way. Anyway, he doesn't do bad things... He's a superhero!

Leon patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, it's not easy for you either. Here is..."

"If I hadn't saved millions in the early years, my life would really not be easy now. Huh? What are you holding in your hand?"

Calmly putting the wallets from the three unlucky men in his arms back into the space, Lyon's forehead lines were squeezed out: "What? There's something, there's nothing."

Eh? Look, is that your second uncle over there?"

"What second uncle? My second uncle has long been... eh?"

When Bullseye, the masked man, turned around, Leon was no longer around him.

Bullseye stood up directly from the ground, turned his head and looked around, but there was no sign of Leon.

"Where have you been-!

I haven’t returned your soy sauce to you yet!

vinegar!

Do you have any more vinegar——!”

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Standing in the air, Leon applied lipstick to himself while looking at the alley below. After shouting for a long time but no one was called, Bullseye sat down to eat dumplings and shook his head secretly.

"If you don't put on your makeup properly, I can't keep up with you.

Good guy, you almost caught me!"

Originally, when Leon discovered that the masked guy was Bullseye, he was quite happy and excited.

After all, after coming to the Marvel world, the first named guy who died in Leon's hands was Bullseye.

Although I can’t say whether I’m a fan or not, it’s my first time~

Always impressed.

He also wanted to score twice and kill the Bullseye in this world, and at the same time make up for the regret of not being able to harvest him into the black light ring.

But seeing that the bullseye of the world has become like this, to be honest, even if a guy like Leon has no moral integrity and no limits, he can't do it.

The condition was so serious that Leon wanted to introduce him to a doctor.

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"Forget it, it's still a human life after all. God is good at saving lives. After all, I, Leon, am not a murderous maniac. You should keep this life with yourself."

Anyway...

Based on what he said about his past experience, he might have killed himself at some point.

No difference.

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After coming to this universe, Leon met many acquaintances.

The playboy who is single but almost married a robot: Tony Stark.

There is a certain president who has become the head of the world's largest criminal organization: Wilson Fisk.

The sub-multiverse-level boss over there, Ancient One, is a super-long-lived otaku who dares not leave a door for fear of being captured and sliced.

The only Bullseye classmate who followed the same route as before and ran all the way in the criminal career, due to his own suicide and some unexplained force majeure, he did a 180° turn and directly evolved into a superhero!

Although this superhero's brain is not very easy to use...

But that’s a superhero too!

What should be said should not be said, this world is really interesting!

Interestingly, Leon wanted to build a space bridge between the two worlds, so he came over to have some fun when he had nothing to do.

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There was no need to worry about going back for the time being. Leon felt that since he was carrying the space gem on his body, he was not the one who should be anxious.

Those two, the sentinels, analyzed his spiritual world and found out that this guy might be easy to talk about.

It's all rotten anyway, it doesn't matter where it is.

But Captain Marvel, who cares about the world and aspires for the peace of the universe, definitely doesn't want to live here for a long time.

They will definitely come to find you first, so just wait for the news.

Anyway, there is a clone with President Fisk, and if something uncontrollable happens, there is no chance of saving it.

if only……

Just don't have Tony Stark's unexpected situation again.

Looking down at Bullseye who was still eating dumplings again, Leon took out a bottle of vinegar and threw it down, flying into the distance.

There are many other friends who I haven’t visited yet. I bought a camera and a video camera, so I can’t let them go to waste.

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Brooklyn.

Fisk sat on the chair in the first office he owned when he became the boss for the first time for a long time.

Years of work as president had worn down his originally strong body, and now he actually felt a little unable to sit on this chair, which was so loose at the time.

The club members outside the door entered the room one by one. After everyone looked up at Fisk, they stopped looking up and hid their expressions in the shadows.

Their former boss was famous for his daring in thinking and doing, but he was actually able to achieve it.

Now that he has become president, there is no need to question anything.

Just be obedient. This is the common thought of almost all the little bosses.

"Mr. Fisk, we have prepared everything according to your instructions. Now, we can leave at any time."

It's not good to call me boss. I'd rather call him president. I guess he won't be happy either. The place and occasion are not right, so I'd better just call him Mr. Fisk. At least there's nothing wrong with it.

Pulling away from the memory of the past, Fisk looked up at the subordinate in front of him whom he could not name, and nodded calmly.

"Well, you all have dispersed the transaction information. Has anyone taken the bait?"

His subordinates reported a few names, and Fisk nodded openly, but in his heart he had no impression of these names at all.

ah……

He was once the king of evil, but now he no longer knows the names and spheres of influence of his colleagues.

"Leave it to you. In short, when that woman appears, don't resist. Just give her the phone number. Do you understand?"

"Yeah! Got it."

"Get out."

"yes."

They came in one by one and went out in piles. The captains, who didn’t know any of the big characters, so they couldn’t get into the real upper echelons of the club, seemed to pay homage to their remains. When everyone left, they looked up again.

A glance at Fisk.

Who said mixed societies have no future?

Look what our boss is doing now!

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At about two o'clock in the morning that night, in a not-so-busy underground parking lot, two groups of people were looking at each other from a distance of more than 20 meters.

The buyers standing near the door are an emerging social group that has only grown up in the past two or three years. They are in a period of brutal expansion and are full of vitality!

And standing further inside the parking lot are the "backward" groups left over from Fisker's past.

The two parties were originally peers and enemies. It was the kind of relationship where water and fire were incompatible and they would fight each other when they met.

And the reason why they can confront each other so harmoniously and peacefully at this time is, besides money, money.

"Hey! Dante, how long are you going to wait?"

The leader standing at the front of the buyer's side frowned and shouted: "Don't you guys have contacted other buyers?"

"Watch your mouth, Hal, if you don't want to die."

"Oh, I don't want to die, that means you want to die."

"Come on. Come and try, you big ****!"

"Does your arm still hurt? Is my baseball bat good~"

"Tell me when you get your teeth next time. You know I'm the best at pulling out your teeth, right?"

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As "old acquaintances", two people who have sent each other to the hospital more than once, and even faced each other in court, naturally have to get over it first when they meet.

The two eldest brothers were quarreling with each other, and naturally the younger brothers couldn't just watch. As a result, the situation became more and more uncontrollable, and the temperature became more and more "hot".

It wasn't until the two leading brothers finally remembered what their respective bosses had told them, shut their mouths, and stepped forward to control their men that the two parties, who were almost touching each other, returned to their respective positions at the beginning.

"Okay, Dante. I don't want to talk so much nonsense to you. I just want to ask you, do you want to do this deal or not.

Give me an answer. If you say no, I'll leave right away. If you want it, the money is here.

Hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

Ha... If my boss hadn't told me, I would have sent you away completely today! What a deal...

"Of course. Of course the transaction must continue."

Seeing that the time has passed the trading time, he has delayed it for more than twenty minutes. If he delays it any longer, even if the other party does not run away, he will start fighting directly.

Looking around, no one else was here, so Dante could only follow the trend.

…

Both parties carefully sent two boys each to carry the boxes, and two others followed to escort them.

After checking each other, the younger brothers on both sides turned around and gave their eldest brother a look.

"Okay, Dante. It's rare that you keep your word. Next time we meet, I'll spare your life."

Buyer Hal tossed his hair: "Let's go."

He backed out of the parking lot in three steps. Long after the sound of the car disappeared, Dante was still standing there, as if he was thinking about something or waiting for someone.

"Boss, if we don't go back, it might be too late."

After waiting for three minutes, the younger brother with whom I had a relatively good relationship plucked up the courage to remind him.

"Yeah. I know."

Dante looked up again, but still saw no one.

What Boss explained was a complete failure...

"Let's go."

There is no point in waiting any longer. Mr. Fisk is a very busy man right now. During the period when he "disappeared" from the presidential palace, I don't know how much effort it took to cover it up.

But you can't let him wait for you.

All the boys got on the bus one by one and prepared to leave through another passage.

The car just started, boom!

A crashing sound came from above, and a blond woman carrying a black box broke through the ceiling above her head and stepped directly on the hood of their lead car.

Snap!

The box was smashed against the windshield and washing powder was scattered everywhere.

Just when the woman raised her fist and wanted to punch the car, Dante finally reacted and got out of the car window with his cell phone in hand and shouted: "Wait a minute! Madam! We are just waiting for you.

Coming!!

Cell phone! This cell phone!”

Um?

Captain Marvel frowned slightly, flew over, and took the phone from Dante's trembling hands.

Press the only number saved in advance, and soon the call will be picked up.

"Hello...ma'am..."

"Who are you? If you are begging for mercy, then let it go."

A somewhat distorted voice came intermittently from the other side: "...it's not important...Lion...do you want...to kill him...come..."

Remaining silent, Captain Marvel wrote down the address mentioned by the person on the phone, and then crushed the phone in his hand.

Turning to look at the people hiding in the car, Captain Marvel asked: "He asked you to do these."

"Yes, yes!"

"Those things are true too."

"Yes, yes!"

"Okay. Then you didn't die unjustly."

Um?

The last thing Dante saw in his life was a glowing fist.