The Unrighteous God In Marvel

When he came out of the valley with his shield in hand, Leon felt a little uncomfortable.

The person who imitates the master actually has nothing to do with him.

Apart from following him, copying him, and trying to kill him, Leon couldn't really pick out any shortcomings.

However, where is the atmosphere. This buddy knelt down on the ground, holding the knife in both hands and begging for death so resolutely, Leon really couldn't let his wish fail.

Anyway, they are all dead. If you meet Leon, you should leave a little earlier.

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Through his earnest persuasion, Leon had already forgotten what his face looked like when he took off his helmet after he had gone out 200 meters.

"Looks like... blond?"

who cares.

If he wants to kill, he should be prepared to be killed. Anyway, if it was pushed to the first trial of S.H.I.E.L.D., it was also a crime that was not too much to be shot a hundred times.

To die is to die.

...

Throwing out the round shield in his hand, the shield touched the tree trunk in the distance, and bounced onto the rock. After several twists and turns, it finally returned to Leon's hands safely.

In fact, this has nothing to do with the half-tech, half-tech shield recovery technique of the US team.

Leon can do this purely by relying on his super body control ability, grasping the subtle sense of proportion, coupled with quick eyesight and super learning ability.

Finally, adding a little bit of the mechanical king's ability to control metal, it is very easy to complete this seemingly cool operation.

"It's very easy to use. It's no different from Team America's shield except that it's smaller by two laps."

Dangdang, knocking on the shield twice, Leon suspected that the whole thing was made of vibranium, but if that's the case, then the imitation master's financial resources are obviously beyond the estimated range, which is a bit too unreasonable.

unless……

"Maybe someone has been funding, or providing information clues and intelligence, so that the imitation master knows about Wakanda.

Then he went in and stole other people's hoes and rollers and came back to weld them by himself? "

To imitate the master, it seems that it is not too difficult to enter any place.

Infiltrating into Wakanda and stealing Zhenjin may be a completely impossible task for others. After all, when Thanos' army invaded Wakanda, the Black Panther had to stand for so long.

But for someone like an imitator, it may just be a big walk in.

...

Putting the round shield in his own space, there are some gaps between the bookshelves that hold the materials, there is no problem with Leon putting in a small round shield.

"Let me see, who is so lucky to be picked by me next~

I will point to whoever I will point to...

Depend on. Why is it a little spider again! I don't want to do anything to the kid, he's so popular! "

However, when it comes to the little spider...

Leon turned back two pages of Deadpool's small book.

"Lizardmen, this is a good choice.

Oh! Doctor Octopus~

miss!

Miss our youth ah ~ ~! "

As a post-90s generation, Lyon in his previous life was first exposed to the superhero movies "Spider-Man" and "Daredevil".

However, Daredevil played by Big Ben sleeps in an iron coffin filled with water every night, which really left a bad impression on the young Leon.

In addition to that version of Jin Bing, who chose a black buddy to play, Leon was really not interested. I don't even want to play a big fat villain in a game with my friends.

On the contrary, Dr. Octopus in "Spider-Man" completely satisfied the cognition and impression of the evil villain in Leon's heart as a child.

Mechanical claw!

How handsome!

Which man can refuse to implant six robotic arms in his back?

Closing the small book, Leon decided to go to the mechanical octopus... ah no, it was to go to Doctor Octopus.

It's not necessary to kill him, let's scare him.

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He kicked open the inconspicuous iron door of a late-night bar on the red brick wall of a dark alley.

Leon walked into this underground black market exchange that specializes in intelligence exchanges.

"Hi, everyone. Good evening."

Leon greeted the people in the room who stretched their hands into their arms or stretched their backs.

The solid metal door with a large footprint raised behind him slowly floated up and returned to the position it had just been in, blocking the lights on Leon from the street outside.

Clapping his hands lightly, Leon smiled and said, "I believe that since everyone is here to make a living, they shouldn't not know me.

Now, get your hands out and put it away. "

Everyone did as Leon said.

Half of them put their hands flat on the table, the other half raised their hands.

"very good."

Leon looked at the muscular man at the bar with his hands raised: "Turn off the music, I'll say a few words."

The strong man put down one hand and turned off the slightly noisy music that must exist in the intelligence trading venue.

The whole process was extremely smooth and harmonious. Not even half of them tried to resist.

Leon is right, it is impossible for them to not recognize Leon's face, or his moving mask.

Even, if Leon is more curious, if you search those guys with cold sweat on their foreheads, 80% of them will be able to find information about what Leon did in the past few days.

Just such a peerless murderer, resisting him?

Isn't that water in the brain?

...

Lyon is also very satisfied with the performance of these people, so much that he regrets not making such a fuss earlier. Get a good name or something.

In the past, when he wanted to collect some information that could never be found on the Internet, he had to find someone to stand up.

Walking towards the bar, Leon's voice slowly came out of the mask.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not here to trouble anyone. I just want to do some business with you.

Doctor Octopus.

Does anyone know any information about this person? Don't worry, I won't give up the money. "

Turning back and leaning on the long table at the bar, Leon also took time to turn around and ask the boss for a glass of wine: "I will pay you for your door in a while, can you make me a glass of wine?"

Of course the boss wouldn't say no.

Soon, a glass of wine was placed next to Lyon. After the boss was done, he raised his hands again.

Leon held the wine glass and looked back at the intelligence businessmen who were still watching their eyes, nose, nose, nose, nose, nose, nose, nose and heart, that is, not speaking.

It seems that it is not so smooth.

Lifting the mask, Leon took a sip of wine, which was not bad.

Putting down the wine glass, Leon scratched his head a little. Now he is a big man, which is different from the past.

When I came in just now, I was full of force. If I still kill people and stand upright now, it will be no different from the past!

It's better to grab one question as soon as you come in, kill the next one if you can't get it out, until you get the information you want.

Lyon has always done this in the past.

"You seem a little afraid of me."

Leon walked over to a small round table with a glass of wine, patted someone on the shoulder, and put his hand on his shoulder, of course. It was definitely pressed lightly.

"I said just now that I want Dr. Octopus's information, you didn't hear...

Can you stop shaking. I won't kill you again! "

As soon as Leon finished speaking, the man in the wide-brimmed hat with the fake beard shivered even more.

Special code!

What the **** is going on with me now!

Lyon: The wind comment was killed!

"Look at you, let's go, and I'll ask others if they want to do my business."

After patting him on the shoulder, Leon decided to let this kid go. After all, the intelligence businessman still needs to exist. If you keep killing like this, no one will dare to come to the Big Apple to do intelligence business in the future.

He turned around and walked over to another table. There were many people at that table, so maybe someone would be willing to do business with him.

As soon as he turned around, there was a thud behind him.

"Mr. Night's Watch...I...I really don't know! I swear I really don't know anything about Doctor Octopus!"

When Leon turned his head, the boy had already taken off his hat and was kowtowing there.

"No wonder I wear a hat. It turns out that the baldness is not just to cover up."

Leon joked, but unfortunately no one laughed.

"My friend, I believe. I also swear I do."

Holding... dragging him up, Leon wiped his tears for him, and said patiently, "I don't need to lie to you, do you, just say it if you know it, or say you don't know if you don't know it.

So afraid of what to do. I have already chopped off a head today, and I won't operate on others for the time being...

Eh? correct! "

Leon asked loudly: "You tell me about Doctor Octopus, I can treat him for free.

Guarantee...the medicine will cure the disease..."

The bald eldest brother with his fake eyebrows tightened his legs and then softened, almost missing him.

Heart said: Brother, don't make trouble. You go out every night to perform operations on others, and others don’t know how you did it, so don’t those of us who are engaged in intelligence know?

It was a headache and beheading, and a foot pain was also beheading.

Anything less than the eyebrows amputated.

Medicine to cure disease, that is indeed medicine to cure disease, the praise rate is 100%!

But you... who would dare to exchange this with you!

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The scene fell into the cold again for a while, and Leon was in a bad mood.

When it was relatively simple and rude to ask for information before, although it was a little troublesome, it was still possible to obtain information.

Now it's hard to think about Sven, you treat me like this?

He didn't say anything about toasting, not eating, drinking, etc. Leon just retracted the hand he put on the bald fake beard brother and gently pulled the brim of his hat.

"one……"

No one spoke.

"two……"

look at each other.

"Hehe, I'm really idle, it's my fault."

Leon stretched out his hand, ready to pick a little cutie at random to answer his question.

As soon as she stretched out her hand, a short-haired aunt stood up.

"I know. I know some information about Dr. Octopus. He bought it from me."

Leon's mood improved again.

This eldest sister is not bad, she is qualified to be a role model!

"What's wrong with you?"

Leon was probably used to being crazy, and it was not easy to correct it for a while, so when he asked such a question, he made Auntie doubt himself a little bit.

After a long time, the aunt was sure that Leon should not be scolding herself, and shook her head: "It's not me, it's my son, he..."

"No problem. As long as he's alive, I can save him."

Leon's words are not bragging.

At his current level, the sixth-level healing aura, the fifth-level palm immortality, and a lot of recovery potions (wine) stored in the space.

Even if the arm is gone, Leon can make it grow again.

Studying medicine can't save patients, but you can!

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Half an hour later, the living Buddha Leon left the bar contentedly.

Behind the iron gate that fell again, everyone in the bar was amazed.

Aisha's son has been paraplegic since he was six years old. It has been more than 20 years now. The intelligence fees that Aisha has earned over the years have basically been filled into major hospitals. However, the effect was not seen at all.

did not expect!

The night watchman who performed decapitation surgery on people everywhere actually just made a light and gave Elsa's son a drink!

In less than a minute, people stood up!

He even healed the patient's baldness!

Aisha is one of the oldest intelligence dealers in this area. Everyone knows what happened to her son. Acting is absolutely impossible.

"!"

The fake-bearded bald man had regrets in his heart.

If he could tell what Dr. Octopus's information was just now, wouldn't he need to wear a hat now!

Walking in a hurry, the fake beard bald man walked quickly to Elsa and said, "Do you still have any information about Doctor Octopus? Make an offer."

Touching his fake beard, the bald man thought to himself: This time, I must investigate him thoroughly! Whoever is related to him, I will dig the news of whoever!

The opportunity must not be missed again!

It was night, and the news that Mr. Night Watchman really knew medical skills instantly spread throughout the entire underground world. At the same time, rumors about drinking alcohol to cure hair loss also spread like wildfire.

Many stores experienced a wave of zero-dollar purchases overnight. The robbers ignored the cash and valuables at the counter, but looted all the wine in batches.

For a time, alcohol became the best-selling "medical material."

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Of course, Leon did not know what follow-up stories appeared in the intelligence dealer after he left.

He was just curious why Dr. Octopus wanted to buy information, wouldn't the grab come faster?

However, when he knew that Dr. Octopus was in such a miserable state that he didn't even have a home and could only live in a broken factory building in the suburbs, Leon couldn't believe it.

Just killed a wealthy guy who can build more than ten safe houses all over the world~www.wuxiahere.com~ Armed with his own equipment that adds up to more than a billion, not even a vibranium shield, when I turned around and heard that another villain lived there suburbs.

I have to sigh: "Knowledge changes destiny!"

The imitation master is just an ordinary high school graduate, and then went to the exclusive school of S.H.I.E.L.D. to study the field course for two and a half years. Dr. Octopus is a real scholar!

It can be seen that wisdom cannot make you rich, but plagiarism can!

With emotion, Leon had already arrived at the factory mentioned in the information.

Below, Yu... Ah Doctor Octopus, who is wearing sunglasses, is brightly lit, lighting up electric welding, and he doesn't even notice that the danger is approaching.

"HELLO~"

Leon said, "Brother Octopus~~"

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