The Unrighteous God In Marvel

Lyon continues to do things.

He didn't care about the people who sneaked away and took out their mobile phones to take pictures. Instead, together with a dozen clones, he questioned the few lucky ninjas.

A pot of water was slowly poured on the heads of a few lively ninjas who were buried in the soil with only their heads exposed. Leon's attitude was still very good.

"Do you recognize me?"

No one answered, all the ninjas were quietly waiting for death.

Leon also understands.

When there is still a ray of life, naturally you will want to desperately seize that ray of life, this is human nature, these ninjas have only been distorted by this perception. Now that the whole person is buried in the soil, even if he can't run away, the glimmer of life naturally doesn't exist.

These ninjas have seen how fierce this guy wearing a mask is, and now they don't want to survive.

Just ask for quick death!

But Leon still let them down.

It only took a few words.

"It seems that those defeated soldiers have no choice to escape back to the mainland to tell you the good news."

Kneeling down, Leon grabbed a small grass on the ground... directly into the nose of a ninja.

While he was shaking his head frantically, he said softly and quietly: "Five fingers together."

Leon's voice is very soft, much like a parent who puts a child to sleep. And listening to the names that he said, several ninjas really couldn't help but looked at him and calmed down.

Including the one with a piece of grass stuck in the nose.

"Botu, Suwanda, Murakami, Alexandra... Haha, and Mrs. Gao." He got closer, and when he got closer, the ninja could see every thread on Leon's mask.

"...They were all killed by me."

………………

The next thing is much easier.

Although no one took the initiative to explain, when Leon asked what to say, he lowered his head to speak, and continued to lower his head to die after speaking.

It can only be said that the brainwashing skills of the five fingers together is too strong, so when these five "beliefs" collapse, these ninjas will become so "mechanized".

The people on the scene basically ran almost, and Leon had a few fewer clones, so I didn't know what to do.

Asked the answer he wanted, these ninjas were of no use to Leon. Leon was very generous and kind to them.

Can it be unpleasant to dig your heart?

Turning his head to look in a certain direction, there are still a few people who are not afraid of death who are taking pictures. Leon looked at the man who was lying on the ground, the blood on the ground.

"If Conan can run into something like you back then, how can I still shoot so many episodes..."

Deliberately ignoring those who didn't know whether it was a reporter or something, Leon squatted on the edge of the road, slowly washing the blood on his hands in the pool. The remaining avatars gathered together to communicate their illness.

"Ontology, there is a strange thing about it. I forgot to tell you just now."

A avatar was engraving on the ground, suddenly thought of something, did not look up, just said to Leon directly.

Leon stood up, waved the water on his hands, looked left and right, then wiped his hands on the expensive suit of a dead guest, and asked loudly, "Well, who is so strange."

The clone was still squatting on the side and didn't know what to write or draw on the ground. He stretched out his hand and pointed aside: "That guy is tall... eh? It's all laid back, it should be said that he is long!

The one is long and empty-handed. All the ninjas use cold weapons, only the one who fights empty-handed, and his movements are very strange, and people are more resistant to beatings. Go and see for yourself, I'm still busy. "

Leon followed the avatar's hand and saw the empty-handed ninja not far away.

"What are you up to, catching ants? People are dead, who should be sentenced to punishment." Leon walked over to the strange ninja and said casually.

When passing by the clone, he inadvertently glanced down.

This servant is holding a small wooden stick dipped in blood on the ground to write!

"The one who killed me was...

I attended the funeral together with A, B, and C. I was standing next to B, and C was standing on the far left...

…………A and I had a quarrel yesterday, C and A have been…………

Excuse me, who is the murderer who killed me? "

Leon: "..."

"Almost the place is not big enough!" The clone stood up, looking very grateful, and called another clone to help him pull a few corpses over: "This is A, and A's hint is left-handed..."

The clone really came over, and glanced at the words on the ground.

"What's this!"

Leon nodded frantically, and finally got a positive...

"At this glance, you can tell that the answer is suicide!"

Leon: "..."

What am I...

"And this idea is far worse for me~"

Does this have the intention of the game? ! ! !

With his face under the mask, Leon walked sideways to the clone.

"Heh... really riding a horse... creative..."

What is written on the ground is...

Killer...

An arrow →, the arrow points to...

A two-dimensional code painted by blood! ! !

"...Damn, absolutely..."

The most amazing thing is that, in a sense, these things were actually done by Leon himself!

Rejected the requests of several other clones to ask themselves to be referees. Leon now doubted whether his own clone skill was a hidden setting.

It's like the divinity and magical nature of Big Demon King Piccolo.

It's just that he is a normal one, and a dozen or so insane.

"Damn it! I really want to scan that QR code! How can it be repaired!"

Realizing that the problem was a little serious, Leon accelerated his pace and tried to stay away from his clones.

A dozen or so is enough, there is no need to take this one myself in...

...

After checking the strange ninja, Leon's own conclusion is a bit unacceptable.

This ninja seemed to be a corpse before he died!

"The living dead... Dawn?"

The avatar who was communicating with the illness stood up and said, "Who called my name?"

Leon dare not talk.

After thinking about it for a moment, Leon remembered that the hand-healing club seemed to have always had the ability to resurrect the dead, but from the performance of Mrs. Gao the last time he fought with the five fingers, the ceremony does not seem to be successful every time. .

In other words, there are failed products, or inferior products?

Picked up a knife and tapped the empty-handed ninja's finger with the back of the knife. It's not hard...

Waiting to continue to make some other attempts, the police car that was always late drove over from a distance.

Clapping hands, the avatar dissipated, Leon took Shouhe who was playing in the pool, and took a look at this place one last time. He rose into the sky and disappeared quickly.

………………

That night.

Somewhere in a three-story building not facing the street.

Sitting in the back window conference room that is not cramped but very crowded. Wearing a floral suit and brown sunglasses, a gloomy "team leader" looked at the group members who were trembling and kneeling in front of him.

"So, you mean, Kiryu took you to the funeral of Yashida, and it turned out..."

Point a person casually with his hand: "Say it. Say it again."

The man responded with a loud "Hi", and then tremblingly wiped the sweat from his forehead, repeating what he had said before: "...Later, suddenly a bunch of ninjas in red appeared, they..."

"Oh! It's this, it's this!" The team leader clapped his hands exaggeratedly, and smiled happily with his fingers, and said to the subordinates standing next to him: "I think this paragraph is the best! Ha... continue Say."

"……Yes!"

After swallowing, the person dared not make any more sweat-wiping movements.

"...They, they killed people everywhere at the funeral of the Yashida family... Deputy Chief Kiryu... Deputy Chief Kiryu was on the run... They were cut in the back during the evacuation, and then..."

Large pieces of cold sweat flowed from the top of the head, dripping down the chin to the ground.

There are still many things behind. After the "story" teller just finished telling it, the team leader personally smashed it to death with an ashtray.

He has not dared to continue.

The deputy chief is dead, but he is not dead.

This result is itself a notice of death.

With his silence, the atmosphere in the entire conference room became more depressing and dreary.

The man who was pointed at and asked to speak even felt an air-formed hand pinching his throat tightly, making him unable to breathe.

for a long time.

The sunglasses team leader who scraped his nails with a dagger said again: "...Kiryu, where was it cut?"

"Back...Back..."

call out!

The dagger was thrown out directly and inserted into the thigh of the person who spoke. The man fell to the ground with his thigh covered, but he did not dare to shout loudly, or even dared to pull the dagger from his leg.

Coming out from behind the long table, the group leader touched his nails twice with his hand mosha, looking very satisfied.

"Kiryu!"

The group leader yelled angrily: "Where was it cut!"

"It's the chest! It's the chest that was chopped off!" The man who fell on the ground sobbed in a low voice.

Waved, the team leader motioned to his men to drag the person down.

"This **** Kiryu is greedy and afraid of death, but as the deputy head of our Guantian team, he can die! But he can't lose his roots!"

"Hi—Yi!!!"

All the younger brothers responded in unison.

On the surface, the team leader is "rectifying his name" for his deputy long Kiryu, but what he thought in his heart was: This guy, just died!

Originally, the recent strength of the deputy chief had already threatened him somewhat. Even this time he participated in the funeral of Yashida on behalf of the Guantian team. He simply died this time. Otherwise, he might not be the leader of the team until when...

What I have to consider now is not the mess of red ninjas. He is not interested in revenge for the villain Kiryu.

The top priority now is how to appease and annex those under Kiryu...

Bang bang ......

The team leader is thinking about how to regain his own leader's power and regain the majesty of the leader of the Guantian team, but when he thinks of the most critical and happiest place, someone outside the door applauds!

"Asshole! Who is it?!"

Everyone in the room dared not turn their heads, only the group leader glared at the door!

Slap, slap, slap...

The sound of applause was still coming from outside the door, from far to near, gradually coming to the door.

Bang Bang.

knocking.

"Get me in!"

The sound of the door lock twisting, the creaking of the door being pushed open.

A man walked in.

"Sorry! What you said just now was so good, it reminds me of a game called "Long", where there are many **** like you.

I was emotional for a while and couldn't control it. I can't help but clap, huh... I'm sorry to disturb you.

You go on, go on! Do not bother me! "

The man wearing the hat and mask naturally walked to the head of the table, sat down, and put his feet on the table.

The group leader had been standing in front of the group of boys just now, and now he had his back to the group of people, so he didn't see how wonderful the expressions on the faces of the boys who had escaped from the funeral behind him were.

The group leader has not seen this strange person wearing a mask in the group.

He couldn't figure out how this person came up, so many team members downstairs, how...

The group leader deserves to be the group leader, he has now realized that something is wrong.

"Who are you? How did you... come up. Any advice."

The group leader thought he was concealed and put his hands behind him, gesturing vigorously.

"Who am I? You will know if you ask the little brother behind you. How did you come up, of course you came up~ I can't fly up yet. Ha ha..."

Saying a funny joke, Leon saw that no one was laughing, and continued wittyly: "As for, what can I do to advise...that's not the case. I just want to kill you all...!"

The team leader looked back quickly, but found that his little brother was kneeling on the ground, pressing his head against the ground, and didn't dare to move.

At this time, the group leader remembered.

Just now, the little brother who escaped from his death seemed to have said...

There is a flying mask man...

Kill all the red ninjas!

Therefore, they can escape back...

"...You, you are..."

Naturally, I was looking for the avatars who had left halfway to report the location, and were going to do something big in this land, Leon.

"Don't be nervous~"

Leon stood up, went to the window and opened the blinds with his hands and looked out. Downstairs, Shouhe was patting his belly.

The last one is also dead.

This is the only thing left in the house.

Beyond the group leader, Leon came to the few people who were kneeling on the ground.

"look up."

Not daring to hesitate, a few people raised their heads in unison.

Leon picked it up, and finally selected the man with a dagger in his leg.

As far as he is special, he does not choose who he chooses.

"What's your name."

"...Kato, Mio Kato!"

"Hi! Kato! Horror!"

Leon praised his vision! Immediately he pulled out the dagger stuck in Kato’s leg, and the blood huffed it in his hand: "You use this knife to stabb your group leader to death, and I will give you one. A chance to leave here with one leg left."

Looking at the swimming ink marks on Leon's face in horror, little by little, he moved his head to the group leader with difficulty...

In his hand, he couldn't help holding the dagger pulled out of his leg tightly.

"Huh? Hesitate?! He put the knife in your thigh, I will help you take it out, and give you a chance for revenge.

A good person like me, you will never meet the second one in your life! "

That person still hesitated...

Leon did not hesitate at all.

He snatched the dagger from his hand with a ghostly speed and wiped him directly on his neck.

哐!

The sound of the body falling to the ground, its head hitting the floor.

I witnessed the whole process, the little brother who was kneeling next to him with blood pouring into his eyes did not react yet, his hand sank and there was an extra thing.

Looking down, it was the blood-stained dagger.

Shaking and raising his head, he saw that the monster was looking at him.

"What's your name~"

"Hong...Hongshanda..."

"Forget it, just call it Fat Tiger!"

Lyon felt that the little fat man spoke too slowly, so he gave him a new name.

"Fat tiger...you only have one chance..."

He clenched the dagger in his hand, "Fat Tiger" yelled in despair, and rushed towards the group leader...

...

Two minutes later, a figure flew out from the window and disappeared under the moonlight.

Ten minutes later, a man without a foot crawled out of the gate with tears in his eyes.

It's just that the one who climbed out was not the person called "Fat Tiger".

……………………

Two full days. Leon was not idle at all.

After being followed by the avatar, the smaller and closer organizations that he came to the door later were cleaned up by Leon on the first night.

Of course, during the day the next day, many witnesses were frightened and admitted to a mental hospital.

Lyon doesn't think there is anything wrong with the psychiatric hospital, thinking that when he was a doctor in it, he liked it so much!

Everyone in it is talented, and the speech is nice!

All the gangs in the entire urban area are facing great enemies, shrinking their spheres of influence, and concentrating their elite personnel to their headquarters. Guard against possible "mysterious killers". Of course, there is also a "Crow Tengu".

Even, someone committed a crime on their own initiative, and then rushed to the Metropolitan Police Department to surrender, just to escape that special gang, and slaughtered thirteen small Jidao organizations in one night, leaving only five disabled, legendary ones. monster!

In fact, those who hid in prison really escaped. And those organizations that are hiding in their headquarters and gathering a large number of people have their own ways of death.

...

The sixth day ~www.wuxiahere.com~ midnight.

The Jidao organization in the entire city has basically been killed by Leon.

These idiots, who pay attention to "rootedness", obedience, and Bushido spirit, have to bring all the personnel together, have created great convenience for Lyon's cleanup plan.

In order to thank them for their dedication, Lyon did not engage in too many torture tricks that played with people's hearts.

Often someone in an organization has just discovered that someone in their organization has died, and when they look back, they find that there is only one person left in the entire organization.

At this time, someone would suddenly grab his arm and lead him to flee.

When I was tired from running, when I stopped, I just wanted to say a word of thanks. When I looked up, the man was wearing a mask on his face.

"Hehehe... Tell me, what did you see..."