The God of Injustice in Marvel

Three hours later, in a room full of people dying and filled with wine bottles, a special receiver placed on the table lit up red lights.

After a long time, a certain guy who was lying on the ground cursed and rubbed his eyes before he got up, sat down on a chair with pulleys, hooked his feet on the ground reluctantly, and walked to the computer desk.

forward.

With a slap, he turned off the alarm receiver that was still beeping and flashing a dazzling red light. This black guy, who was obviously hungover, processed the latest video file sent with his eyes closed.

"It's true from above. It's been a long time since the boss came to the office. Why does he still need me to deal with these things?

Anyway, they are all blank...eh?"

This young man looked at the bald man sitting on the chair in the video and suddenly felt a lot more energetic.

"Boss?!"

He quickly backed up the entire video, transferred it to a hard drive specially used for mailing, and then played it back at double speed to do his part of the job.

It is his job to keep all video records and send them to the boss regularly.

Although he has left the gang for a long time, Fisk is still able to control the entire gang, and these cameras play a huge role.

As for Fisker, there are more than a dozen of him who are professionals in image processing.

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The video played quickly one second after another. The drunk boy quickly went from being very interested, to being very puzzled, to being very confused, to being very shocked. When the video that was sent was played to the last scene, this

One boy's pupils were so dizzy that he had to cover his mouth tightly with his hands to control himself from screaming.

What did he see?

What the hell is that!

How is that possible!!!

"...The boss...was killed?! The boss was killed! Oh my god..."

The younger brother quickly stood up from his chair. He was now completely sober.

Biting her nails, she paced nervously back and forth in the room, muttering indifferently: What should I do... What should I do...

To avenge the boss?

That is of course impossible!

Putting aside whether he has the strength or not, Fisker pinned him here like a tool. It is impossible to say that he does not hate Fisker in his heart.

It's just that Fisk is still alive, so he doesn't even dare to show any hatred.

Then... pretend not to know, pretend nothing happened?!

Then it will definitely be even worse!

Fisk must have other people who handle the video. Although the black guys don't know who they are and where they live, at this moment, if everyone has received the video in that room, then no matter what, this

The video will definitely be circulated.

Gambling one's life on the small probability that "everyone will pretend not to know", the black man will definitely not choose this.

But telling the gang leaders obviously doesn’t work!

Didn't that tell them clearly: I have been spying on you for a long time. I even saw clearly the woman Ripwell fucked Asak on this table the day before yesterday.

I don’t even know how I died!

"Then...that's it! Fuck! What should..."

Suddenly, with a blessed mind, this cautious black guy thought of a good way to muddy the water.

As long as everyone is pulled into this terrifying whirlpool, no one will notice him~

So, he sprinted to the computer desk, his fingers flipped like flying, and his work efficiency was immediately maxed out, reaching 200%!

Soon, a seven-minute-and-twenty-second video that had been edited down to the essential part was copied like a virus and transmitted to major platforms through various zombie accounts.

After finishing all this, Brother Black closed the computer with confidence and quietly waited for the moment when the huge waves hit the sky.

"This time, I don't know how many people will completely change their destiny under the operation of my keyboard..."

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When dawn was about to arrive, Lyon gave up searching for Captain America and Fury.

I don’t know what’s going on with the special code. Maybe there are some deviations between this world and the world he came from, and the fate of the characters.

Leon didn't even find the existence of SHIELD as an organization here!

I bit the bullet and went to find these two people, but it turned out that there was very little information. Even their names and addresses were found to be a lot of duplicates!

At the beginning, Leon discovered that Nick Fury was an obstetrician and gynecologist in a hospital. He was quite interested and planned to go to Fury to exchange work experience among professional doctors. However, after going there, he discovered that it was completely different.

one person.

Then why don't you imitate other people's blindfolds?

Throughout the night, Leon found six Steve Rogers who had served as soldiers and looked similar to Captain America in their photos. But when they got there, they found something was wrong. One of them was a woman!

To be fair, even though she has short hair, this woman also named Steve Rogers is pretty good-looking!

but……

"Forget it, the thought of me admiring Captain America's women's clothing makes me a little sick..."

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Sitting on the swing in the park, Leon swung himself up to the sky. If any children got up early and came to the park to find the swing at this time, they would be surprised: there are people who can swing on the swing to the point where people are spinning in circles on the swing!

"Damn it, are all the people here so lazy? It's almost five o'clock and no one comes to the park for a jog?!"

After releasing the iron chain in his hand, Leon flew out directly under the inertia of the swing.

Standing high in the sky, Lyon found that the streets today seemed to be extraordinarily peaceful. Even if there were people, they were all walking in a hurry with a mobile phone in their hands. The few cars were driving up to the sky. The whole city gave Lyon a feeling

that is……

It seemed like it suddenly doubled up and started running faster.

"Something's wrong! There must be something wrong!"

Leon quickly took a look around some important areas and bustling areas of the city, and finally determined that something must have really happened.

Giving up on the idea of ​​going down below to catch someone to ask about the situation, Leon directly transformed into a digital mode and once again dived into the world of the Internet.

Ten minutes later, Leon revealed his human form again, and burst out laughing as soon as he came out.

"Hahahahahaha! Aunt Surprise, you have today too! Hahahahahaha!"

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Captain Marvel was sitting in the coffee shop, frowning and stirring the coffee in front of him.

Something is wrong.

Something is wrong!

Logically speaking, to this world, she is just an extremely ordinary person. She has never "existed". She just comes to drink coffee, but the way the people in the cafe look at her...

Captain Marvel suddenly turned around, and a guy who was holding up a cell phone to take pictures of her hurriedly put the phone back, stood up in panic, and wanted to "escape" without even settling the bill.

Standing up from his seat, Captain Marvel stopped the guy and stretched out his hand: "Hand over your phone."

"Don't kill me! I don't know anything... I didn't do anything..."

With just a simple word and a face-to-face meeting, the person who just took the photo of her knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

Other people in the cafe were also running away and taking photos and videos. Some were holding up their mobile phones to make calls. While running, they looked back at her from time to time.

In just a few seconds, there was no one in the coffee shop. Looking back, it seemed that when the clerk brought him coffee, he looked at him a few times, and then he never showed up again.

"What's going on...?"

Captain Marvel took the phone from the man who was still crying.

The interface that is opening is a personal interface of a social software, and above it is a profile photo of her stirring coffee that has not yet been sent. The edited text is:

I saw her! It’s her! There’s no mistake!

Looking down at the trembling and sobbing man at his feet in confusion, Captain Marvel knew that it would be impossible to ask the reason for this incident from this inexplicably frightened ordinary person.

Just use this man's cell phone to check.

Just open a browser interface where you can watch news, pin it to the top, pin the item below it to the top, the item below it...

It's the exact same video until the end.

And the title…

Captain Marvel whispered the line of text: "The President... has been assassinated... the suspect is still at large... please..."

After sliding up, Captain Marvel saw a blur of his own face.

"You must be kidding me..."

After quickly flipping through several news from different authors and media, Captain Marvel took a deep breath and lowered the hand holding the phone.

"That guy...is actually the president?! Then I...damn it!"

After smashing his cell phone, Captain Marvel had no time to pay attention to the man on the ground who was already spitting foam. He raised his legs and wanted to walk out.

"I want to figure things out! Someone must be plotting against me!

Damn it...don't get caught by me..."

As soon as I turned around, the sound of a loudspeaker sounded outside the window of the coffee shop: "Listen to the suspects inside, you have been surrounded. Quickly secure the hostages!"

This is your last chance!

Release the hostages quickly!"

Suspect?!

hostage!?

Captain Marvel looked at the man lying on the ground with foam at the mouth, his eyes almost bursting with fire.

"There is no suspect here, and that guy is not my hostage!"

When I walked to the window, there were already heavy troops outside, and all the pedestrians were being driven away and evacuated by the heavily armed soldiers. Captain Marvel shouted to the outside: "Listen! Listen to me, there must be something wrong with this! I

He was wrongly accused!

Your president, he is a criminal! I saw it with my own eyes!

He...he must have been tricked by someone!"

At this time, Captain Marvel realized what the bald man said to her last night: rights, the whole America, what exactly did he mean.

Unlike the aliens pretending to be humans she had encountered before, that time she knew what she was facing and what she was killing with her fists, so she was confident that she did not need to explain to anyone.

Because I'm helping you, I'm doing it for your own good.

But this time it was different. Captain Marvel still knew clearly: she had indeed killed the man, while both parties were fully conscious.

However, she didn't know that that guy was not only a criminal, but also a president.

"this……"

Simply outrageous!

………………

Maybe the movement was too big, the expression on her face was too excited, or maybe the step forward was too threatening, and she completely exposed herself to others.

Bang!

There was a gunshot.

Captain Marvel's voice paused and his head tilted back.

When I turned around, I saw a red mark on my head.

"I told you I'm not..."

Bang bang bang bang bang...!

The sniper rifles can fire in a row, and I don’t know how many snipers are outside now!

Although these attacks can't cause any harm to Captain Marvel, it's obviously not her character to be beaten all the time.

Captain Marvel does not allow his majesty to be challenged!

Instantly transformed into a fighting form, even though he was wearing jeans and a baseball cap, Captain Marvel still had an awe-inspiring and invisible feeling with his whole body glowing and his feet flying in the air.

Withstanding the dense bullets, Captain Marvel flew directly out of the broken glass window of the middle door, kicked a special police car away, and in the horrified eyes of a sniper, he reached the rooftop next to his sniper position.

superior.

Stopping suddenly in front of the on-site commander holding a loudspeaker, Captain Marvel wanted to punch the head of the guy who ordered to shoot her, but after careful consideration, she held back.

If we really kill this person, the problem will be more difficult to solve and the misunderstanding will be even harder to explain.

"Listen! I... forget it, who is connected to the other side of your communication channel!"

The commander in the bulletproof vest looked at the faint red mark on the forehead of the woman in front of him, took off his headset with straight eyes: "It's... it's the general headquarters..."

Grabbing the communicator, Captain Marvel took a deep breath: "Your president has been replaced! He has been manipulated! He is a criminal! Do you understand?

As for the specifics, you just have to go and investigate!"

The other end of the communicator was silent for a long time, and finally an old male voice spoke: "Everyone knows that he must be guilty and must have been manipulated.

Isn't this inevitable? He is America's president!

The key point is... he can die of illness, he can drown while fishing, he can choke to death while eating, but...

Only one cannot be killed!

Also because: He is America’s president!”

Captain Marvel almost crushed the communicator.

Who the hell is discussing this with you?

"I said he is really a criminal! He..."

"Miss!"

The communicator said: "You don't understand the key to the problem.

Anyway, you killed him, right?"

Captain Marvel was silent. She wanted to say: No. But her self-esteem and pride prevented her from saying so.

So, all I can do is remain silent.

"...Madam, I know you are very powerful, but this does not mean that we will give up hunting you.

Moreover, we are not without special existence.

So, run away. Run away to another country, run away from this planet!"

Snap!

Captain Marvel crushed the communicator.

Do you think I can't escape? Do you think I can't run to an alien planet?

Am I afraid that you will attack me?

But……

As long as you continue to fight with this thing, sooner or later innocent people will be accidentally injured, and you won't be able to hold back or anything like that.

In that case, her persistence and justice would become a joke.

But if you run away...

Then I can never go back!

Lyon——!!

sentinel--!!

Captain Marvel shouted in his heart: Where are you...

I seem to...

The whole country is an enemy...