Injustice in Marvel

Chapter 382 Chicken

Lit a crumpled cigarette with his fingers and held it in his mouth, Leon shook his fingers decently to extinguish the flame at his fingertips, leaned back vigorously, and put his feet on the precious sandalwood desk.

There are many bloody handprints printed on the table in a mess, and there is an ear that does not know how it appeared here.

The thick chair back was pressed into a deep shape by Leon, making creaking wooden friction sounds.Its previous owner has never treated it with such care.

It's a pity that now his former owner is hanging on the hook of a crane not far away, still dangling.

Well, it is in line with the laws of nature.

……

This is a distribution logistics center, of course, this is its external business project.

In fact, dirty and dirty transactions are going on here every night.

The owner of the logistics center is a native of Goose Country. Because all transactions related to population, washing powder, guns, etc. need a transit place, Lao Maoxiong directly bought this land and built this logistics distribution center to whitewash Taiping. And "cargo" transit.

In the years since the construction of this super-large logistics center, countless crimes have occurred here.Every brick and stone on the ground had once been stained with blood.

Through friendly inquiries, Lyon got the address from a well-meaning man whose head was bleeding, his eyes were blind, his ten fingers were cut off.

When he came here for the first time, when he went outside, Leon even wondered if there was a mistake in his information. After all, this aspect of things has never been his specialty. From the outside, this is an ordinary logistics company. Center only.

Trucks and forklifts coming and going, all kinds of containers, busy workers coming and going, and colorful goods being distributed in large packages.

Did that person lie to himself?Leon was a little skeptical and a little regretful, maybe he shouldn't have been sent to Mephisto so early for another job...

However, the same sentence: come all come.

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Leon does not lack such things as patience, nor does he lack curiosity and the determination to fight to the end, so Leon waited here obediently until night.

Sure enough, under the darkness of night, it completely exposed its true colors.

It's still those heavy machinery, and those normal-looking workers, but this time the "security forces" they transported may be a bit too sufficient.

Seeing this, Leon basically knew what was going on.

However, people still can't kill randomly, after all, Leon is not a bad guy or a psycho.

A black hornet landed on the roof of a truck, and as it passed through checkpoints guarded by guns, it continued to go deeper into the super-large integrated logistics center, and finally stopped in front of a pile of trucks.

At this time, Leon also saw the table, and the person behind the table who was facing away from this direction and was smoking a cigar.

Hey~ It's quite stylish, I haven't watched too many movies...

The man turned around and stood up slowly. He was wearing a black suit, a red tie, and a corrupt beer belly. Not to mention, he looked like a mastermind behind the scenes!

As the man signaled his subordinates to open the containers one by one, Leon on the roof saw the contents one by one.

These guys really didn't let him find the wrong place...

The avatar appeared silently, then left silently, and went outside to guard every possible exit direction. Leon didn't play tricks, and appeared directly in front of everyone, reminding: "Maybe my appearance is not the right time for you. , but fortunately, your appearance is simply perfect for me."

What follows is an old-fashioned plot, with quick head turning, looking around, the sound of guns being loaded, and most of all, loud shouting and cursing: Who!Where is someone!Boss!

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"Are you the one, the mysterious killer?"

At the critical moment, the elder brother who took the lead had to be the most confident. He stretched out his hands and spread his five fingers to control the field. After the younger brothers calmed down, he held a cigar in his mouth, put his hands in his pockets, paced, and laughed. Looking at Leon who also had his hands in his pockets, he asked.

In the recent dark world, there is a mysterious guy who is constantly hunting the big and vigorous social organizations. No matter how fast Leon does it, there is still some news. Scumbags, there's no way they don't know these things.

To be precise, they have been waiting for the mysterious killer to come to them.

This point, looking at those strong men who kept coming up from all around, Leon could probably see it.

"If you're talking about someone who cleans at night and paints the house for free, well. That would be me."

Leon's tone was calm, and he didn't feel like he was falling into the whole set. On the contrary, from his tone, he could even hear a hint of imperceptible joy.

And under the mask, Leon really couldn't restrain the corners of his mouth from rising.

What a nice person, knowing that it would be too troublesome to find and kill one by one, it is unrealistic to take the initiative to gather so many club members here, if all gang bosses can have this awareness, Leon feels that he can do things by himself The efficiency can be increased by at least [-]%.

"Wow...it's all backbone strength, really..."

A pair of thick and big arms suddenly appeared from behind Leon, strangling his neck forcefully, the black tattoos on the forearms were covered by bulging veins and blood vessels, presenting a different kind of beauty of power, which can be seen How much strength the owner of the arm used.

Leon's words were interrupted only halfway through. The boss stretched out his hands from his pockets, twisted his cigar, turned around and made a helpless gesture to his subordinates, laughing and teasing: "This guy doesn't seem to realize that he In this situation, am I being too kind?"

"No, boss!" The younger brothers booed in a mess.

"You are the most vicious! Ruthless!"

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"Yes, you are the most inhuman!"

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"Ugly! You don't look like a good person!"

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"Who said that sentence just now!"

The boss stretched out his hand again and successfully controlled the field. He turned around and looked at the mysterious killer who had been harassed by the strongman, and took out a very gorgeous small knife from his suit. It was a letter cutter.

"It was given to me by my uncle, and I used him to kill my stepfather and start my business.

The last person this knife killed was my uncle.I'm so sorry, but he's damned good.

We still have to use knives, that's our style, isn't it.

So!Now, who would use this knife to slit the mask of our Mr. Killer and cut off his ears?

Be careful, don't let our Mr. Killer accidentally die, it's okay to stab it, but don't stab it to the vitals. "

Holding up the letter cutter, the boss is showing his skills like a poor host and an unreliable auctioneer.

However, the younger brothers were very supportive, and the messy voices sounded again, and some people raised their machetes, various hunting knives, and even bone-chopping knives, loudly recommending themselves to the boss.

"How about... let me try it myself?"

The voice was not loud, but the boss could hear it very clearly, because it was the only voice coming from behind him.

Holding the knife, turning around, it was the killer wearing a strange mask who spoke.

His current state is a bit strange, because he is too normal, obviously locked by a guillotine, but he didn't even take his hand out of his pocket.

Also, his voice is too normal.There was a trace of doubt and uneasiness in the boss's heart, but he was immediately washed away by the turbulent sound behind him.

Yeah, I have so many people, why be scared when faced with a sucker who got caught.

"Heh, interesting..."

The boss turned the knife in his hand, his eyes were smiling, and he looked at Leon cheerfully: "You want to cut off your ears yourself, and then beg me to spare your life?
Oh ha ha ha, no, no, in that case, such a big battle today would be too boring, what do you think. "

Leon still ignored the pair of big arms around his neck, and returned calmly: "You just said that using knives is your style, I think, I should know what gang you are.

Let's make a bet. "

Ding.

The big brother's knife fell from the air, and in his hand, the end of the knife hit the silver cufflink of the cuff, making a crisp sound.

"……Say."

The boss's smile gradually faded, and his voice was no longer high-pitched.It's been a while since the guy in the mask got caught, but the boss hasn't seen what he wants to see, hear what he wants to hear, and it's making him uncomfortable.

"Not like this..."

Leon took his hands out of his pockets.

"We use our fists..."

Lift your arms up.

"With a knife..."

His hands curled up.

"Myself……"

Drapes on the arm around the neck.

"To all of you."

Click!

Accompanied by heart-wrenching screams, Leon pinched and broke the arm locked on his arm.

dang...

The letter-cutting knife fell to the ground, and the knife clanged.

"Kill him! Kill him! Go—! Go!"

The boss roared at the top of his lungs, and kept pushing the younger brothers around him with his hands, but his own legs not only didn't move forward, they didn't even stop in place, and kept moving backwards.

"Heh... how can there be no witnesses at the beginning of the good show?"

Leon laughed maniacally and stepped forward, grabbing the edge of the knife that was coming towards him with his hand, and while twisting his hands, he already took the knife in his hand, pinched the back of the knife, and pushed it forward and sent it into the neck of the knife owner.

Bowing his head to avoid the gushing blood, Leon punched a man on the nose, but the effect of fainting did not happen. The guy's head was punched at a strange right angle and he fell straight to death on the ground.

Loud shouts and screams, muffled groans, and the sound of metal crashing and breaking came from the center surrounded by people. Leon laughed the loudest, either with his fists, or with his legs, and sometimes with his hands. Snatching a knife from someone else's hand, every shot will take away an organ or life of an unlucky ghost.

After Leon slashed the knife on someone's head for the fourth time, and the edge of the knife broke, the strong men with the knife finally got scared and flinched.

They hesitated, enlarging the encirclement.They looked at each other, but could only see each other's sweat and trembling.

Finally, the first knife was thrown to the ground, and the first man turned and fled, showing his back.

Then, it got out of hand.

At this time, in the pool of blood, Leon, who was laughing evilly, was carefully looking for the letter cutter that fell to the ground just now on the red ground.

"Ah...hehe, I found it."

Leon was already very careful, but he still made himself look like he was killing a pig, covered in blood.

The stench and fishy smell disgusted Leon very much. He needed to change his clothes, but think about it, maybe if he changed it now, it would be dirty later. After all, all the people hadn't been dealt with yet.

"Then hurry up, just right, this weapon is very good."

"Lift up your skull~ let me take a look at your eyebrows~ tick tick tick tick tick, la la la la ~ la la la!"

Singing softly, Leon turned the letter cutter and slowly chased after him.

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After resting for a while, when the cigarette was drawn to the tail, Leon finally remembered that he didn't seem to have changed his clothes yet.

"Well... there is still one person left, let's change it after we solve it. Huh~! You must take a good bath today!"

Picking up the letter cutter on the table, Leon walked to the hanging boss step by step.

"It's just that you lost your ears. Why do you look like you're going to die? You look so bad."

"beg……"

"Eh! Stop it!"

Leon's [Stop] was also very hardcore. He stabbed the boss's leg with a knife, which directly made him grit his teeth and hold back the words that followed.

"Hey, I hate people begging for help the most! The man has gold under his knees, I know, you want to withdraw the gold, but you can't even kneel now, so don't mention this."

At this time, those who were packed in the container came out tremblingly. Some people vomited out after seeing the scene outside, and some people fainted when they rolled their eyes.

"You guys, forget it, call the police yourself, can you speak English, oh, that's fine, here."

Leon threw a mobile phone over, and he has several of them.

"Call the police, you know, okay, the older one will help the younger one. Don't look at it, this is an adult's business, cover your eyes and go out."

A girl answered Leon's call, nodded tremblingly, then closed her eyes tightly, supported the child beside her, and left here with a heavy foot and a shallow foot.

Leon shook his head slightly: "Look, what a crime you have committed. Let me tell you, you are enough to die many times.

Let's do it for the first time now.Hey~!You see, this is a boning knife, as the name suggests, it is mainly..."

Jingle bell~~
the phone is ringing.

Leon frowned and took out his phone.

"Crooked? Ah? Me? I'm on vacation. Screaming... how can there be screaming, I'm killing a chicken.

Who said that you can't kill chickens on vacation, oh, Fury, you have something to say...

who? !

Sol?

where?

Oh... I see, I'll rush over.wait a moment......

What else can I do, kill half of the chicken and don't kill it, the chicken is so painful!

How can you have any sympathy...

What chicken!I'm talking about killing chickens!It's not about making chicken and making chicken!You know...you know what the fuck you know!Well, we'll be there in a while!goodbye! "

Putting down the phone, Leon stabbed the big brother's leg with a knife, twisted the handle of the knife, and thought about some problems at the same time.

"Oh... I seem to be in a hurry, let's hurry up!"

After finishing speaking, Leon stabbed the heart of "Hanging Furnace Chicken".

(End of this chapter)