Stand-in Messenger of Marvel World

Chapter 725

"Where is he?"

"Ronin is chasing Sasuke, kill him!"

"Go to hell!"

. . . . . . . .

Gunshots, screams, and the sound of blades slicing across the body interweave into an intoxicating symphony.

"I have no grievances or enmities with Your Excellency, why do we have to kill them all?"

When all the others died tragically and only the leader remained, he couldn't help but question.

"Half of the people on this planet died, but sinners like you survived. You have no chance to kill innocent people again. Tonight, I will kill you."

As soon as the words fell, there was a flash of the knife, and the two exchanged positions, standing with their backs facing each other.

Among them, a man dressed as a ronin slowly retracted his knife into the sheath, only to hear a plop, and the leader of the gang behind him fell to the ground directly, with two parts of his head cut!

There was a sudden heavy rain in the sky, as if it was washing away the evils of the city.

However, just as the ronin was about to leave, the sound of dense footsteps suddenly came from both ends of the street.

Gang mobs of nearly a thousand people armed with various guns, knives and other weapons quickly surrounded him in the very center.

It turned out that these people were just bait released, in order to lure this wandering man who appeared and killed countless people to appear!

Because they don't want to follow in the footsteps of their friends in Tokyo.

Now the rumors about Tokyo have become a terrifying taboo, and no one who doesn't believe in evil and wants to find out, can come out alive.

But the guy in front of him is obviously a ronin warrior with a higher force value, and now he can't fly with wings, so he is completely nothing to fear!
"kill!"

Without any nonsense, nearly a thousand people rushed over with murderous intent!

Ronin pulled out his samurai sword again indifferently. Although he seemed to be in a desperate situation, as long as there was a chance, he would not give up.

It's just a 1VS1000 killing, if you want to kill me, then come!

But at this moment, a strong smell of blood and screams came from the rear at the same time.

"Although the quality is a bit poor, but fortunately, the quantity is still quite a lot, which saved me a lot of time."

A familiar voice made the Ronin who was under siege fix his eyes, and subconsciously looked into the distance.

"Thunder Purgatory!"

I saw the bright and dangerous lightning turned into a sky net, instantly killing all the enemies in front of me!
There was no chance of reaction, no possibility of escape, only a smell of burnt barbecue.

Fighting in the city, [Xinhong Pepper] can fully exert its greatest power, especially after being charged in the socket created by [Goddess Basti], the ability of [Xinhong Pepper] has become pure electricity. It has been transformed into a more powerful electromagnetic force, but it doesn't need to be so troublesome to deal with these wastes.

"Dior?"

When the person holding a black umbrella stepped over the corpses on the ground and walked in front of him, Ronin was stunned for a moment, and then called out that name.

As for the gangsters on the other side, they were almost scared out of their wits. They turned around and ran away without even thinking about it. While running, they kept shouting, "It's the Tokyo Devil, the Tokyo Devil is here! Run away!"

Tokyo Ghost?

Ugly title.

"Wait for me, the garbage should go back to the dump."

And the rainy day is just right for thunder and lightning, isn't it?
The crackling lightning flashed over in an instant, and it was completely futile to escape. Maybe if Kuaiyin was still alive, he could try, but these rubbish...
The water vapor in the air cut off their last possibility of escape, and the electric light transformed by [Spicy Red Pepper] was like a beautiful elf dancing, jumping recklessly and heartily.

A move of chain lightning made the smell of meat in the air even stronger, even the rain in front of him couldn't wash it away.

"Suddenly a little hungry, why don't you buy me a drink?"

From the beginning to the end, Dior quickly killed nearly a thousand people without even lifting a finger, and gained a lot. These sinful souls were not wasted, and they were all 'eaten' by [the world].

Ronin's eyes swept across the corpses all over the floor, and finally landed on Dio. He put the samurai sword back into its sheath, put on the hood again, and nodded.

In an abandoned residential house, the table was covered with all kinds of packaged food, beer and whiskey. The two sat face to face, and neither of them spoke for a while.

Seeing the lifeless look of the person in front of him, Dio sighed in his heart, then opened the whiskey and poured two glasses, then rubbed his fingers with two ice cubes and fell into the glass with a crisp sound.

After pushing one of the cups to the other party, he couldn't help but said: "This thing is hard to find in the Neon Country, especially in this situation."

"I picked it up in the supermarket. If you want to drink, there are still many."

After thinking about it, the Ronin still drank the wine in the glass in one gulp. He always wanted to get drunk, but he didn't want to go down like this. He wanted to stay sober, and he wanted to save his wife and children. At some point, his hands for drawing the bow were trembling.

So, just this cup, just this cup!
For this friend in front of me.

Hawkeye chewed hard on the ice cubes, and knocked the wine glass upside down on the table.

Dio immediately understood what he meant, this cup was what he had promised.

"You are still so self-disciplined, Barton."

"Too much alcohol numbs my nerves, reduces my reflexes and makes my hands tremble when aiming, which is deadly for an agent."

"Agent? I think you've retired twice."

"Yeah, but every time there are reasons that I can't let go of, let me take up arms and join the fight again. Maybe I shouldn't retire from the beginning, so maybe a lot of things won't happen."

Barton said with a self-deprecating look, his eyes were a little blurred. Although it was only a glass, he was already a little 'drunk'.

"Believe me, everything can be saved. When the time comes, I will come to you again."

Dio drank the wine in the glass, stood up and said.

"How long do we have to wait?" Barton asked after a moment of silence.

"I don't know, maybe soon, maybe it will take a few years."

"I see." Barton nodded, not knowing what he was thinking, and then suddenly asked: "That Tokyo ghost is you?"

"Just killed some bugs, you're not the only one who needs to vent."

"The country is falling fast."

"I know, otherwise Steve and the others would have come to trouble me."

"No, I mean, you took my job, man."

Dio was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly laughed, "You're right, but your efficiency is too low, and I don't have the patience to wait for you. So be it, let's go."

"A jerk!"

After Dior left, Barton poured himself another half of the whiskey and sipped it carefully.

Well, one last glass.

(End of this chapter)