The Light Comes to Marvel

Chapter 3 In the Name of the Holy Light

Venom lay on Zhao He's shoulder and yawned. After watching his host finish the phone call, he put away the bible he used to pretend to be, and took out a golden pocket watch.

Seeing that it was still early, Zhao He planned to go to a nearby German tavern to have a glass of beer and eat some skewers to relieve the pressure.

Ah, he's stressed out.

It was not his original intention to help Kelly out to do things against his conscience.

Neither is easy.

Hey, it's not easy.

While Zhao He was muttering, before he left, he didn't forget to ask Venom to smooth down the jade wrench in the opponent's hand. This turned out to be a fine emerald, and it was blinding to wear it on this person's hand.

Kaili didn't pay attention to Zhao He's complaints, but after hearing that the other party didn't plan to come back directly, she felt her blood pressure rise again for a while. Zhao He, a bastard, went to eat skewers by herself. I don't know if she didn't eat supper either.

The grilled sausages and pastrami in Old Bill's German tavern are still delicious, and the freshly brewed beer is much better than the canned ones sold in supermarkets.

"Buy it back and eat it! Bring me some, the tomahawk steak is medium rare, add more black pepper, thank you."

"You tell old Bill that if Tomahawk Steak forgets to tear off the plastic wrap again, I'll blow up his tavern."

Zhao He heard Kaili's roar from over there, and agreed vaguely.

His nightlife plan was in vain, but he was still going to dawdle for a while, dawdle in the pub for a while before going back.

Because tonight's Champions League final match, Manchester United played against Chelsea, although he is not a die-hard fan of football, but he likes this lively atmosphere very much, the fireworks are full, which makes people feel peaceful.

Zhao He and Venom walked in the silent New York Harbor, like walkers in the dark.

New York is brightly lit at night.

Looking up is light, bowing is darkness.

Thinking about it, I am a big boss who has traveled twice, and I don't know if I will do it again.

It's best not to come again, now he just wants to hang out in peace.

I don't know how long I can live.

To experience the fireworks in the world, being a hero is really tiring, and besides, the Arad Continent that he worked so hard to protect would be blown up.

Life is pretty good now, and this is how people should live. What is saving the world, what is love and justice.

It's not as good as living comfortably by yourself.

That is your own justice.

Ha, the strong man who follows his heart, should he shave his head someday.

Zhao He suddenly sighed, thinking of every bit of Arad Continent.

But what can be done about that, Kelly and he both know that they probably won't be able to go back.

But there must always be something wrong, when Zhao He was still thinking, he suddenly heard a miserable cry from a warehouse.

After sensing the situation inside through the venom, he frowned, showing a look of disgust, and said softly into the earphone.

"Miss Kelly, your takeaway may be late."

"The world is dirty again."

New York is a place that is both heaven and hell. If there is light, there must be darkness.

There are also double-faced people who wear bright skins during the day and show dark fangs at night. They claim to be people who walk between light and darkness.

They are the hub of light and dark in New York.

But Zhao He is more used to calling them.

hybrid.

For example, Police Officer Saroyan Hall is a person in a gray area. The police officer's skin has become his best disguise, and secretly he is actually serving a gang called the Hand.

But he felt that he was serving money, which was fair, the Hand would give him money, and he would do things for the Hand.

In addition to monitoring the drug business for the Hand Association, he also helped the other party manage the most dirty human business. Of course, these people were not hunted like the East India Company, but some stowaways who tried their best to find a way to enter the Lighthouse Federation.

They themselves came here in an illegal way. If some people want labor, they will sometimes buy it from the Hand. His function is to scare these people who have just crossed over illegally. If they don’t obey, they will be sent back and Arrest back.

But people are always greedy, aren't they? Just like women's clothing, once there is a first time, there will be a second time, and then there will be countless times.

Saroyan is not worried about being exposed, because many colleagues around him are like him, serving money and gangs.

This is a matter of mutual benefit. After all, everyone is like this. Occasionally, he will solve a few smuggling or drug trafficking cases as capital for his promotion.

Everyone knows it, everyone knows it, but who will say it.

At this time, in the warehouse, more than 30 stowaways looked tremblingly at a group of heavily armed mercenaries around them.

A gang member dressed as a ninja picked out a little girl about twelve or thirteen years old from the crowd.The girl cried helplessly. A thin middle-aged woman wanted to protect her child, but was kicked back hard by the other side.

When the mother wanted to rush up again, she was kicked back by another masked man. Heart-piercing screams and cries echoed throughout the warehouse, and even spread outside.

But who cares.

Today, Saroyan came to a warehouse at the pier as usual when he was on duty to cover up the hand's transaction.

There are about 30 smugglers in this transaction. They are very good labor force, and they can be recruited as gang members if they encounter high-quality ones.

The Hand is not comparable to those street gangs. It is a huge monster. The five founders are all elders from Kunlun. There are also elite ninja killers in the gang. The second gang.

So much so that he had to come over to check the situation himself.When he was checking, he suddenly saw a little beauty in ragged clothes, and he liked this type.

The little girl was wearing a thin top, crying heartbreakingly, her hoarse voice echoed throughout the warehouse, and her voice was a little out of breath, but Saroyan had no mercy.

"Mother."

"Please, don't." The mother was young, her husband was a gang leader in the past, and after the rival gang wiped out her husband's gang, she was afraid of retaliation, so she took the risk of boarding a smuggling boat to the Federation, but Did not expect to come to a new hell.

The people who smuggled here together may have some anger and unwillingness in their eyes, but this kind of anger only exists in their eyes.

Saroyan scrubbed his plump chin, just when he was fantasizing about having a wonderful night tonight, he said proudly.

"You bastards think that you can start a new life when you come to the Federation and forget your dirty past."

"The reality is not as beautiful as the fairy tales you imagine."

"It's brutal."

The arrogant and proud words of the smugglers Saroyan were like the news of death in hell, their eyes were full of despair, and they could already imagine what the future would be like.

Saroyan liked the feeling of controlling other people's life and death very much. If the little girl was obedient, he would not mind giving her a good chance in life. Now he felt that he was an omnipotent God.

Just as he was about to enjoy his lovely "night snack", he suddenly heard a voice coming from the hanging shed on the top of the nearby warehouse.

"In the name of Holy Light, you are declared guilty!"

Then a strange figure in a gray robe descended from the sky, holding a Bible, and smashed in from the ceiling of the warehouse in a violent manner.

(End of this chapter)