The God of Injustice in Marvel

From the mouth of this guy who was captured by Sofia, Leon and Sofia asked some very interesting things.

First of all, after the Five Fingers of the Hand Club died, the Hand Club existed in name only, and the remaining ninjas who had stayed in the headquarters ran away.

Although the Holy Society has been working hard to hunt down the remaining Hand members, the order issued by the stickman is: leave no one behind.

However, there were still a large number of Hand ninjas who fled. After all, they had always been bastards and monsters, and they would not have any characteristics that would be remembered by others. Besides, a person who had been wrapped in a ninja uniform all year round and wore a black

It is normal for a person whose mouth is covered with cloth to change his clothes and not recognize him even if he passes by on the street.

There is nothing to fear from these escaped guys, because they have almost no other skills except killing. People always have to eat. With a night watchman like Lyon who goes out for a walk every night, they don't dare to let them come out to do evil in a big way.

Therefore, we can only make do with compromises and survive by selling hand-selling properties in various small branches.

Unexpectedly, it was so unlucky that the night watchman blocked it!!

That's right, under the passive publicity of the scattered Hand and the defeated ninjas, Leon: The name of the Night Watchman spread like wildfire. At least in the Big Apple City, he was already considered the number one figure in the night.

I don't know if it's good or bad.

Another piece of news is that not all of the remaining members of the Hand regard Leon as a tiger. There are also people who want to take revenge on Leon with their shurikens and want to chop off his head.

Leon didn't care about this, nor did he find it strange. It was strange that no one came to seek revenge from him. He rushed into his lair and killed all the leaders. As a result, no one left wanted revenge. The Hand has been a company for hundreds of years.

What a failure of culture…

However, these are not things that Lyon should worry about anymore.

He carefully combed the little girl's hair and put on an MLB baseball cap that they bought when the two of them went to watch baseball. She wore an ordinary sports suit. She was less than 1.5 meters tall but she had a pair of legs that was taller than her.

A lot of long knives, Sophia is ready to go!

Once again, I adjusted the position of the sword for my daughter, but it still didn't work. It was unreasonable to carry it on the waist with its length. Finally, I took it off and let the pouty little girl carry it on her shoulders.

I don’t know why, but Sophia is particularly fond of this particularly long knife. Leon wants to change it for her but doesn’t agree, so he can only spoil her.

He knelt down and straightened her hat, and looked at her with a slightly lowered gaze. After all, she was only a thirteen-year-old girl. Her appearance was too deceiving. Looking at her like this, even Leon often forgot,

My own daughter also has the identity of Black Sky.

Bringing into the emotions of an old father sending his daughter away from home for the first time, Leon taught her earnestly.

"Sophia, be careful not to get lost. When you attack, be careful not to be fooled by the enemy who is pretending to be dead, you know? Try not to spatter blood on your body. It will be very troublesome to wash it off. You should also pay attention to possible tracking. The most important thing is

If you can’t beat me, you must run! Do you hear me?”

"You can only work the night shift and hunt on weekends. You still have to ensure the quality of your sleep, go to school well, and drink milk. How can you do it without breakfast? If you don't grow taller in the future, it will be a lifetime matter..."

At first, Sofia nodded along with the rhythm of her father's words. This is the most valuable knowledge for her father who has rich experience in night hunting. But as he spoke, his talkative father began to go off track. Twenty

A 60-year-old Killer Walker guy has the mouth of a 60-year-old market-buying lady!

"Ouch! Dad!!"

Sofia, who was carrying a long knife, interrupted her father who was still talking about calcium supplements with dissatisfaction. She put her hands on her hips and said dissatisfiedly: "Do you dislike me for being short? I am only thirteen years old.

I am already relatively tall in the class, and I will grow taller in the future!"

Leon quickly went to coax him again: "What is this? That's not what dad meant. What dad meant is that you have to be careful not to get hurt. Do you know that exchanging lives between good guys and bad guys is the worst thing, and our Collins family doesn't do that."

Such a stupid thing! Besides, you don’t want to eat breakfast. What’s the matter with dad saying a few words to you? You..."

"Oh, okay, okay, can't I eat from now on? Dad! If you say a few more words, it will be daybreak!"

Leon raised his head in horror, this unlucky kid! Isn't it just after 12 o'clock?

He stood up and took her hand and sent her out. The little girl waved to Leon with a silly grin, and Leon even lowered his voice and yelled: "You are not allowed to go home too late, you know!"

The little girl turned around and jumped a few times before disappearing. Only a faint voice came: "I know, daddy! Don't forget my battle uniform!"

Watching his daughter disappear into the night, Leon made his handprints, and a dozen clones appeared, all of them crossing their arms and looking at the direction she left, and for a rare moment they became mute.

"Follow her, but don't let her find you or cause any trouble."

The clone completely shared the emotions and memories of the original body the second before it appeared, so there was no need for Leon to say this. They all understood it, but he still said it too much.

It was rare that the clones didn't refute him, but they didn't reply to him either.

Lifting off, deforming, all of them left.

Looking up at the sky, there was no such thing as bad weather. There was not even a moon.

Leon didn’t think there was anything wrong with his daughter wanting to take revenge with her own hands. She was too young to be suitable for people in the Marvel world. The one from Uncle Tun’s family was stronger than most superheroes in their lifetime. Can this thing be reasonable?!

Of course not.

Leon is not wearing his equipment. He is in a normal state now. Anyway, he has already collected the purification value he wants to collect. There is no rush for this for a while, but before finding time to draw the lottery, Leon has more important work to do.

That is……

Baby girl’s battle uniform!

After scratching his head, Leon was a little at a loss.

After closing the door and going back to the house, he rummaged through the boxes and found no suitable materials, not even a decent piece of leather or needlework. Sitting on the sofa with his chin clenched, Leon began to think of some unreliable ideas.

Looking for a factory to customize?

That's too ridiculous. It's no different from the real-name system. Don't mention hiding your identity. Leon is not good at this. The house he once burned down is proof.

Do it yourself?

That's even more ridiculous. Leon is very good at his handicrafts, and even folding paper airplanes is three points slower than others!

Don’t superheroes have a default agility setting? How come I don’t have it here?

Just because I cheated?!

The Ice and Fire duo who escaped from prison and got jobs next door just used a wrench and screws to make that thing. Our little spider here can also make a web launcher by himself. Why do you think I can even make a combat suit?

Not coming out?

I'm not convinced!!

Leon battled wits with the air, protested for a long time, and finally decided...

Find someone to help!

He really can't do this stuff, and he can't even beat him to death.