The God of Injustice in Marvel

As soon as Leon arrived at the scene, the entire atmosphere changed.

Everyone looked at him in embarrassment and fear. It felt like someone was hanging by the throat with a rope and hanging a hundred meters in the air.

Suffocated, frightened, and unable to resist the impending death.

The name Lyon, in the eyes of some people, is now directly equated with death.

At this moment, everyone once again cursed those stupid reporters who had become household appliances.

Do you think you are living a good life? Good!!!!

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"Good afternoon, fellow murderers."

Leon's first polite words after saying hello made everyone's hearts sink.

Behind those people sitting on the side of the long conference table, who did not dare to move, turn around or even blink, Leon gently patted their heads one by one, starting from the end of the conference table.

First place.

The current commander-in-chief.

"Ah... they are all good heads. It's a pity that they are filled with shit."

His hands were caressing the commander's less hairy head. Leon's eyes were looking at the ceiling. No one knew what he was thinking, but no one dared to stop him or question him.

When someone says they want to kill someone, it may just be a threat, or it may be an intimidation made by someone who is fierce and evil.

This one is different.

First of all, he is the most famous lunatic in America.

Secondly, he is also the most powerful madman in America.

The last time he came here, he had already proven with his strength: Leon can't lie. He must do what he says.

"well……"

The commander let out a long sigh, sweating profusely, and even felt the air coming from the back of his neck.

Shivering, the commander felt that his bladder needed some treatment.

"What electrical appliances do you like?"

Leon's question was also very polite, but unfortunately the meaning behind it made people shudder.

"That's not me! It's the decision of those guys who are crazy about making money!"

The commander frantically defended himself: "You can read minds! You can read my mind! It really has nothing to do with me!"

"I know."

Leon patted his head again, twisted his head with three fingers, and slowly turned his head back so that he could see his face and eyes clearly.

"I know."

Leon smiled and said: "But are you really sure you want me to...read your mind?

To be honest, I don’t really know how to do that, but, um...

I guess you can. Soul, I can see through your soul.

Do you want me to see it? Let me tell you in advance, I saw something you don't want me to see.

You will die..."

The commander's bladder signaled again.

"Oh, you don't dare to speak out? Get up!"

Before the commander could react, he was picked up by Leon's neck and thrown behind him.

Tears flooded his trouser legs and wetted his beanie shoes.

"I'm sure you bastards all know why I came here today.

Well, I won't say much more.

In my opinion, of course you all deserve to die.

You, you, you, you all deserve to die.

What are you doing with your head down? Haha, you have to raise your head up!"

Leon nodded with satisfaction: "That's pretty much it."

Looking back at the commander behind him who was emitting a strange smell, Leon frowned in disgust: "Who, you, and you, you two, carry him out.

Don't go too far, it's right at the door. Wait a moment and tell him what I said."

Turning to look at the other person sitting very close to the boss, Leon asked: "What is your position?"

The man's lips were trembling, and just when he was about to speak, Leon waved his hand impatiently: "Oh, forget it.

As for you, you definitely didn't instruct those guys to go to my house and block my door."

Everyone's hearts trembled.

"But, I still don't think you are really innocent.

I have always said to some people before: Let humans do their own things.

I think so now too.

I have no intention of being a righteous person and dealing with this and that for you every day.

I also don’t want to be a judge who decides who deserves the death penalty and whoever deserves three cups of punishment.

In short, if you meet me, it will be death. It has nothing to do with justice, but only whether I am in a happy mood and have clear thoughts.

When Purple Sweet Potato Spirit made his wish, if I had been more righteous and idealistic, I would never have stood up to stop him like this.

Put you bastards on equal footing across from a newborn baby, and compete with each other for half the chance, who will die if the purple sweet potato bastard doesn't die?

I won't do what he did."

Leon snapped his fingers, and a guy who was sweating profusely turned into a physical light bulb on the spot.

"You see, I can actually do similar things to him. But I can't, can I?"

Standing up, Leon looked into their eyes and said slowly: "Don't let me come here to warn you next time.

I really, really, really don't care about killing you all. I am also a citizen, and you have an obligation to protect me, right?

Yes or no!"

"Yes, yes!"

"That's right!"

…

Walking to the light bulb, Leon picked up the bulb and let go.

Bang.

The light bulb broke.

"Remember my words, no matter who I am, I will come to you anyway.

Anyway...you guys lined up to be shot, and there was no bullet hole after two shots.

that's all."

Leon appeared suddenly and disappeared suddenly.

There is only a room full of people left looking at me and me looking at you.

The deputy commander rubbed his eyes and thought: After today, I don’t know how many people will resign...

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Things seemed to have just passed.

The Internet was calm and there was no discussion about this live broadcast at all.

Although some people still noticed that those newspapers and media that had been to Lyon's house, as expected, all kinds of people died and disappeared.

Some people thought they were smart and decided to reveal this secret information online, but as soon as they clicked to send, the content disappeared, and within a few minutes, the door was kicked open by a group of heavily armed soldiers.

After these smart people were caught, no one discussed these things online anymore.

Celebrities cheat, good people do good things, the movie will start in the second half of the year...

Everyone's life is busy, how can anyone stare at these things every day?

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Many people thought that after what happened, Leon would definitely move, but they still underestimated Leon's willfulness.

He is in that house, but he doesn't go out much.

But his neighbors.

Although every two houses in this place are hundreds of meters apart, a large number of people still moved overnight and left this place.

They didn't sell the house cheaply. On the contrary, the houses in this area are now ridiculously expensive.

Many people know in their hearts that with this big boss around, no one would dare to cause trouble in a place like this.

Here, nature is a pure land.

However, Lyon still neglected some problems and finally had to move.

Because there were so many people who watched that live broadcast.

And the address of Lyon's family is not very public and difficult to locate, so when the live broadcast was first released, Lyon's life had not experienced many changes.

But after a few days, there will be countless letters, notes, and various written materials in his yard.

Many people regard him as a living god, or they are desperate, or they have dates but no dates to hit, anyway, it is just a throw away.

It would be okay if it were just these things, but some people even regard it as a shelter. Whether they are being hunted or being asked for debts, they will go to Lyon with a few tattered newspapers covered in blood.

Lying down at the door.

Don’t tell me, it’s useful!

No matter who he is, as long as he runs to the street in front of Lyon's house, no matter who is chasing him, he will turn around and leave when he sees Lyon's house.

Inexplicably, Lyon's doorstep turned into a new "slum".

People living in tents, people on the road, people covering newspapers...

But the neighbors in Lyon didn't dare to care about these things at all.

Although everyone is a rich man and has a lot of bodyguards, as long as the name Lyon is involved, those people pretend to be invisible and unaware.

It’s a mixed bag, with both good and bad people.

Of course, it is impossible for Lyon to kill these people.

That's not a lunatic or a psychopath, that's just a perverted murderer.

But it’s impossible for Leon to really help them solve their problems one by one.

He can solve the problem of gang vendettas, and he is quite willing to solve it.

He knows nothing about his son’s divorce and the division of property! His solution is to beat and kill. Is that even possible?

As a last resort, Lyon had no choice but to move.

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On this day, Leon was sitting in the house drinking.

Sophia went to perform surgery on someone, and the two little guys Shukaku and Venom also went there.

Nowadays, the crime rate in the Big Apple City is getting lower and lower. Criminals have gathered and gone to other places, causing the crime rate in the cities around the Big Apple City to surge.

People have to travel farther and farther to perform surgeries on people, housing prices in the Big Apple are rising rapidly, and many superheroes are out of work.

Leon is also becoming less and less willing to go out. He just wants to drink some wine and bask in the sun every day.

It seems that after killing the purple sweet potato spirit, he lost the motivation to fight in the past.

"Oh, my throat hurts because of the bitter wine."

Leon even started babbling and singing.

At this time, the phone call came.

Leon took out his cell phone and saw that it was Tony calling.

"Crooked? What's going on?"

Tony was on the other end of the phone, and he still couldn't stand the "crooked" way Leon used to answer the phone every time.

"Don't you feel a little stupid when you bask in the sun every day?

You forgot, I’m getting married! You’re the best man!”

"Fuck!"

Leon quickly took the phone away from his ear and looked at the date.

It turns out that so many days have really passed!

"So what, are you getting married now? At your home or in some church. Should I just go with the ceremony? Is it too late to put on makeup now?"

Leon's barrage of questions made Tony a little confused.

Turning to look at Captain America, Hawkeye and the others who were standing beside him laughing silently, Tony helplessly mouthed: I lost this time!

Turning his head, Tony said into the phone: "Not today, but tomorrow.

Everyone has tried on clothes, except you. To be honest, I really don’t want to see you wearing that windbreaker to the wedding.

I am responsible for your clothes, just like everyone else."

Tony named a location and notified Leon to come over and try on clothes.

The phone had just been hung up, and before Tony could say anything to the other Avengers teammates, a blue flash of light lit up behind him, and Leon's voice came over at the right time.

"You...did you make a bet with me?!"

Everyone shook their heads and said that there was no such thing.

Tony hasn't seen Leon for a long time. This guy has been reclusive recently and has no interest in going out to perform surgery on people every day.

The last time I saw Leon was when I saw a lot of electrical appliances at the door of his house.

Stepping forward, Tony hit Leon on the chest and said with a smile: "If I didn't call you today, but called you on the wedding day, you wouldn't really come wearing your mask!"

Leon waved his hand exaggeratedly: "How is that possible! I don't know how to wear a mask!

With the mask on, who can see the makeup I’m wearing!”

Everyone was helpless, this really seemed like something Leon could do.

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Tony is getting married.

Leon looked at Tony, who was discussing with everyone the final choice of the suit color, whether to wear silver cufflinks, etc., and a series of "small problems", and he was sincerely happy for him.

In the original plot, Tony didn't seem to have a grand wedding.

When Captain America and the widowed sister took Ant-Man, who had escaped from the quantum realm, to find Tony, they and Tony hadn't seen each other for a long time.

Tony didn't have a wedding, only a funeral.

It was grand. It seemed like everyone attended his funeral.

But no one would think it was warm, and no one would think it could make people happy.

Leon was glad he was attending Tony's wedding and not his funeral.

"Leon? Leon!"

When Tony was about to let Leon try on his suit, he found the boy lying on his back on the chair, looking up at the ceiling, wondering what he was thinking.

"Ah? It's my turn, it's coming, it's coming!"

Leon stood up quickly and hurried over in a few steps.

Over there, two muscular men, Thor and Captain America, had their suits bulging out, but they still had to button one button.

Just add this look, add sunglasses, and put headphones with spiral curved wires in your ears, and you will be a perfect villain!

"What were you thinking about just now? Are you... hungry again? Didn't you just finish eating?"

There was something wrong with the way Leon looked at Tony.

I was just feeling sad and lamenting that your life should not have ended like that, but when you opened your mouth, you said nothing else except that I was a loser.

Are you worthy of my emotion just now?

"No more trying! I want to put on makeup! I want my dark style coat! I want my mask! I don't agree with this marriage! Give me back my gift..."

On this day, Leon threw a big show at Tony's bachelor's night party and secretly found more than a dozen oiled muscular men for him, wearing black hoods and star-striped turbans. They opened and closed their legs and twisted their hips.

Tossing and dancing.

Tony begged Leon for a long time and admitted his mistake a lot before he asked Leon to withdraw his magical powers and let those people leave.

The next day, Tony's wedding started as scheduled.