Marvel World Mixed Life

Jessica's bed is very sturdy.

Li Mo was a little curious and couldn't help asking: "Where did you order the bed?"

"Shut up, hurry up!"

"Oh."

Uh ...

After the funeral, they both smoked and smoked.

莫 Li Mo said something about today, hesitantly asked, "You said ... Should I help them?"

Jessica was a little irritable. "I have a lot of bad things on my own and I have no mood to help you solve it."

莫 Li Mo asked with a little self-interest, "Aren't we friends? I can't talk to you, what do you think of me!"

Jessica Jones was expressionless. "A conversation is not annoying to me, it needs to be buzzing from time to time."

Li Moru was struck by lightning.

Jessica looked at Li Mo with a smile and shook her head, got up to get dressed, "Someone often instructs me to do things to look at it, but when it's his turn, he is tweaking. You are not like this . "

I put on my underwear, Jessica Jones took the bottle on the table and sipped it, and looked at Li Mo with a funny look.

"What are you truly afraid of?"

What am I afraid of?

I have more things to fear,

I'm afraid of trouble,

I'm more afraid of the responsibilities that need to be taken,

Even if I get an ability, I am still the ordinary person in my life who was eating and waiting.

The more Li Mo thinks, the more irritable he becomes,

Fk!

No matter what, what do you want to do so much? In my last life, I had a lot of trouble, and finally had a second chance. If I didn't follow my own heart, I would rather die!

Lao Tzu is not a **** superhero!

I just do what I want to do ...

Uh ...

After several rainy days, the sky in New York finally cleared. Looking from a distance, the entire city seems to have just been cleaned, and the morning dew shines in the rising sun rising from the sea level.

On the road outside a meat processing factory in Hell's Kitchen, a black and white police car came slowly and stopped at the processing factory door.

Bright Mahoney got out of the police car, tightened the belt on the black uniform, and said to the partner who got off the copilot, "Be careful, Marvin. Let's go."

They received an alarm. Some people claimed that they heard strange sounds from here last night. No one came out this morning with the door closed. As the nearest police officer, they were ordered to come for a routine investigation.

I walked to the door and rang the doorbell for a long time without seeing any response. They immediately felt something wrong. It was bustling and bustling outside, but it was as quiet as a ghost.

Blatter winked at the partner, and they rolled in through the low wall next to him, and took out the policeman with a pistol to explore carefully.

I walked into the front hall, where there was no one, some glass counters were broken, the glass was covered with floor, and some blood stains.

"Blater, look!" The partner pointed to the front. There was a trail of blood on the ground, which had become somewhat black.

The two were a little nervous, swallowed, held the pistol tightly along the blood mark, and came outside the frozen warehouse.

I looked at each other, Blatter came forward and slowly opened the door, the sight in front of people was shocking.

Dozens of bodies had their heads hanging down and rows of pork hanging on iron hooks, blood was everywhere on the ground.

The two of them couldn't help it anymore, and hid to the side and vomited ...

Uh ...

Li Mo returned to the shop at noon.

卢 Lucas Jr. and George were watching something on TV, Lucas Jr. was a little scared, and George was indignant.

Li Mo also sat down and watched the news for a while. It turned out that there was another massacre of gangs last night.

Because it was even more appalling this time, the flock of reporters leaked the news, so it spread quickly throughout New York.

A total of 46 members of the Mexican drug trafficking syndicate were killed in all of their secret strongholds by the meat processing plant, but they were hung in the warehouse like steaks.

莫 Li Mo shook his head. He didn't have any particularly bad feelings about the punisher. He was just a vengeance and a big man would do it. But Frank Cassall's revenge was too brutal and bloody, and it has already made the whole New York heart tremble.

The most important thing is that I didn't get it at all!

黑 Behind the scenes, the black hand may be hiding from music.

I thought Li Mo was a little upset here, and her own free time was broken, but the bad guys who did the ghosts didn't know where to smoke a cigar to play with women ...

Fk!

Li Mo cursed directly, asked George to ask Matt, Murdoch's address of the law firm, and went straight away driving the blue wild horse. Leaving Lucas and George face each other.

Uh ...

The law firm of Nelson Murdoch is not far away, only a few blocks away. Li Mo went downstairs shortly.

This is an old-fashioned building from the 90's, most of which are in New York. Stale and sturdy, full of nostalgia.

After walking up the second floor and knocking on the door, the door opened by a young man with blond hair and a round baby face, which was another partner of the law firm, Nelson. Li Mo could not help but groan: It seems that every man needs a good friend.

Fuji thought that he had come to the client, and just about to ask, Matt Murdock, wearing sunglasses, came out and said, "Fuji, Mr. Li came to me."

Fuji shrugged and said, "Okay, you guys talk, Karen and I go to the old people to see the situation."

He brought Li Mo to another room and sat down. Li Mo looked at the blind lawyer in front of him. This was his rare and admired superhero. There is no super ability, but there is unparalleled courage and strong conviction that many people lack.

"Mr. Li, is there anything wrong with you this time?" Matt was a little surprised, didn't he just refuse his request last night.

Li Mo didn't meander, and said directly, "I agree with your request, don't ask why. Let us kick out the group of mischievous guys to play little tintin."

Matt laughed and told Li Mo the recent situation in Hell's Kitchen and his findings.

Li Mo shook his lips. "The results of your investigation are too shallow. The man behind the demolition is a big fat man who wants to rule the underground world of New York. He can't remember what to do by a company that forgot his name Money seems to be killing a bunch of people ... "

Matt: "........."

Li Mo: "Did you understand?"

Matt asked with a headache: "What's that fat man?"

Li Mo: "Jin is fat, no, it's called Jin Dabao."

Matt could not help but scratch his head. "Will anyone call this name? Still a gangster."

Li Mo grinned, "You don't know much about it. As for that crazy killer, I know who it is."

Matt frowned, "Who is it?"

Li Mo sighed, "A painful man ..."

After explaining for a long time, Matt understood what was going on, and frowned. "No matter what his reason is, we can't let him slaughter like this!"

Li Mo also agreed, "The matter of the golden pie can be slowed down first, and Frank must be stopped first. The consequences of fear are more serious! Tell you a story. I know a villain called a clown who controls through chaotic fear. People's hearts ... "

Matt heard a breath and said, "Why is there such a terrible lunatic, where is he? We must kill him first!"

莫 Li Mo smiled slightly, "Relax, just a fictional character, he should ... definitely not appear here."

Matt asked, "Is there a clue to Frank's address?"

"Unclear, but I know his next target is a speeding party called a helldog."

"Do you know what time?"

"Unclear."

"What then?"

"Squat!"

Uh ...

New York Retired Veterans Service Center.

A farewell party has come to an end, and the black medic retired because of disability, Curtis, holding a paper cup, limped to the protagonist, a black young man.

I first touched a cup, and hugged him a bit, "Sam, I didn't expect you to leave, it's a bit reluctant, but I wish you a happy work and life in Washington!"

"You too, take care of yourself," Sam Wilson said with a smile.

I ended the farewell party, and Curtis returned to his home in Brooklyn by car. Evening activities must be prepared in advance.

He organized a veteran mutual aid society to help veterans with post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) come out of the haze and return to normal life.

In a spacious, rented room, Curtis placed a dozen or so chairs in a circle and prepared drinks.

I clapped my hands and was about to take a break, and found someone in the door. Suit leather shoes, handsome and gentle smile, neat and bright back, it is Billy Russell ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ The two hug, Curtis joked with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time Yes, I heard you were in trouble last time at your company? "

Billy Russell smiled: "A bunch of nosy guys, they can't help me."

The two sat down and talked, talking about the various services they had served in the army. They couldn't help laughing and joking with each other ...

After a while, Billy Russell suddenly stopped his smile and asked casually, "Have you heard of what happened in Hell's Kitchen recently?"

Curtis also stopped smiling, "Well, know something, it's nothing more than gang-vendetta."

Billy Russell drew a corner of his mouth, "Maybe, do you have any news for Frank?"

提 Curtis shook his head: "No news."

Billy Russell said a little worried: "Okay, if he comes to you, you must tell me!"

After two more words, Billy Russell left, leaving a check for $ 5,000.

Curtis didn't refuse, he just put it away, and his mutual aid society could be organized with the help of his old friends.

After packing, Curtis rubbed his sore legs, sat on a chair, and asked quietly, "Why not tell him?"

卡 Frank Cassell opened a small door and walked out of the dark. "He is doing well now, I don't want to affect him."

Curtis sighed. "Frank, you're too drastic."

卡 A moment of pain flashed in Frank Cassour's determined face, "I wake up every night in a nightmare, and every day I dream about the day when my wife and child are killed, the blood debt must be paid with blood!"

"Sometimes we need to move forward, and you will ruin yourself by doing this."

"I'm already in **** ..."