The God of Injustice in Marvel

Leon is in a good mood.

Really, he was really happy. He thought that when he came here to seek revenge, he might not be able to find out anything from the leader-level figures of the Hand Association. He could only go through them all to alleviate the hatred in his heart.

Maybe you will get a roll of your eyes, a very calm look, a disdainful smile, and a very authentic last words.

Of course, it might also be a dirty word~

Or the other party simply forgets about a little person like me.

These were all things that Leon guessed would happen when he asked Five Fingers. Leon had rehearsed every possible situation and thought of the words that would correspond to the situation.

I just didn't expect that things would happen like this.

He led his friends into the enemy's lair, asked casually, and the real owner jumped out on his own!

And he admitted it!!

"It's really...God won't bless you..."

Leon raised his right hand and made a pistol gesture pointing at the guy who was as happy as him.

"Oh! I forgot to ask you." Leon put his hand back into his pocket again.

"Which of the five fingers are you?"

Nobu no longer holds the sword with one hand, but holds the sword with both hands in an Iai starting position.

As a lover of cold weapons, Xin's martial arts journey was fought in blood. There have been countless times when Xin was hit by opponents in vital points in close combat and his life was spared.

The person who injured him the most was his master, another melee master who was even stronger than him: Murakami!

In hundreds of thousands of battles, Xin developed an almost beast-like intuition. He even felt that he could feel the existence of such things as murderous aura.

When they looked at each other just now, when the masked man raised his hand and pointed at himself with his index finger, Xin instantly felt a real murderous aura, and his hair almost stood on end.

This terrifying sense of oppression came and went as quickly as it came, disappearing the moment the masked man stopped his hand.

Xin almost felt that it was his own illusion.

But he would never think so. Numerous injuries in the past made Xin know clearly: sometimes, life and death can become reality in an instant.

He stepped back cautiously, and the ninjas following him also stepped back neatly. This made Xin feel very embarrassed, as if he was frightened by a finger, and he was timid before fighting!

"I am not any of the five fingers."

Xin has already identified Leon in his heart as the strongest opponent he has ever encountered.

Although the other party never made a move to him at all, he just pointed at him.

He moved forward a little, almost the same distance he had retreated just now.

Returning to this position, inexplicably, Nobu felt that he had regained his confidence again. He changed his hand and held the sword in front. Nobu raised his head and said: "I am a disciple of Murakami!"

"Murakami? Who is that? I know Mikami...cough! Oh oh oh! I understand! Murakami must be one of the five fingers!"

Eh!

Leon turned back to look at Tony, who had been raising his hand: "The name Murakami sounds like a little finger when you hear it!"

Tony replied: "I don't know what you are thinking. Murakami is just a name. What does it have to do with the little finger? It's obviously the middle finger!"

"However, I am still more interested in the name Mikami you mentioned."

"Why! You can also read minds?!"

"That's not true. The main reason is that when you mentioned this name just now, you laughed so cheaply."

"I laughed?" Leon looked at Stickman and Matt standing aside in disbelief.

Matt smiled and nodded, and as he was always a gentleman, he even gave Tony a high-five. Stickman still had a serious face: "I'm also curious, what did you think of to make that kind of laugh?"

It's over.

Even the stick man said so...

"Hey! Who is that! Yes! It's you! What are you looking at!"

Leon still had some illusions. He pinched his waist and looked at the unsociable man in a suit across from him: "Did you hear something just now? Think about it before you talk. Otherwise, if your nose hurts later, don't blame me for not reminding you."

"idiot!!"

In reply to Lyon's humiliating letter, he burst out with an angry curse.

No matter how nervous he was, Xin could tell that the masked man didn't think highly of him at all.

A handful of darts were thrown out, and Xin ran towards Leon with the knife in hand.

"Swift victory."

Tony raised his hand and sent a shock wave hitting the ninja next to Xin.

Tony didn't know what the conflict was between Xin and Leon, but he had seen through Leon's performance just now.

Obviously, the man in the suit should be the person who burned down Leon's house. Tony knows Leon just as Leon knows him.

Tony, who regarded Leon as a confidant, saw Leon raising his hand and pointing at that person, thinking that he was going to use the "spirit pill" to break through the floor mechanism, but Leon finally withdrew his hand, and Tony guessed it at this time.

Leon didn't want this black suit to die so quickly.

That's why Tony was willing to cooperate with Leon and play with that guy by pretending to be stupid.

Tony guessed what Leon was thinking. Matt was a true gentleman and was happy to watch his friends play tricks.

Stickman!

Gunsou knew from the beginning that he was the leader who was here to make fun of others. They were all willing to play. He was an old man, so there was no need to spoil the fun.

In this way, several people directed a play to tease Leon without any discussion, with perfect coordination and seamless cooperation!

To be honest, even Leon himself began to doubt himself.

"Could it be that I, who is so decent, actually have a vulgar side?"

When the only victim of this unscripted performance: Xin, realized this fact, Tony also stopped joking and devoted himself to the battle.

Moreover, several people had a tacit understanding not to attack Xin and left him to Leon.

Tony was worried that Leon had gone too far, which was why he had that missed attack and that reminder.

…

"A quick victory?"

As soon as Leon heard the sound, the Tonys flew out. There was a pulse hand cannon on the left and a burst of cluster bombs on the right. It was very beautiful!

Seeing that the three of them were avoiding the man in the suit, Leon understood what was going on.

He rushed forward and faced the man in the suit.

"Thank you!"

[Extreme speed],

【Invisible Massacre】,

[Anesthesia: Physics]!

Xin, who was still gritting his teeth and telling himself to calmly confront the enemy and not to be carried away by anger, felt his eyes blurred, his nose hurt, and his eyes went dark.

Then, I don’t know anything anymore.

In the last second before fainting, Xin had only one thought: "Why did he hit me when he thanked me?"

Oh, it turns out that this is what happens when your nose hurts...

Picking up the samurai sword that was still in his hand when the letter was on the ground, Leon broke off his fingers, took the sword over, and slashed the owl's head.

"I'm coming! I'm coming! I'm coming!"

Carrying the knife, Leon ran towards the crowd.

"Leave one for me! Leave one for me!"

"Why are you so fast?!"

"Didn't you tell me to hurry up!"

"I asked you to live in the cat's house but you didn't live in it either!"

Ignoring Tony, Leon blocked a red ninja.

"Young man, you... eh? Why did you come out with two small iron pieces without even a knife?"

"Look what I'm doing with my knife! It was given to me by the kind brother where I was lying just now!"

Ninja in red: I’m tired. I won’t resist anymore. Let’s perish. Hurry up.