Marvel Nephalem

In the evening, strong winds rising from the sea swept New York with thick dark clouds.

The recent January silence in Hell's Kitchen was broken by a series of gunshots.

Clark Kent, who was sleeping on the sofa, suddenly woke up. He groaned and stood up and pulled the computer over the table.

Nini's profile picture on the international version of QQ was flashing. When she clicked on the chat box, Clark Kent sighed.

2 hours ago

Nini’s dad: Nini, are you busy today?

Nini: qwq is so busy, and I have to live in the company again.

Nini’s dad: Okay... Dad wants to discuss something with you. You know that although I look old, I’m actually in pretty good health.

Nini:......

1 hour 57 minutes ago

Nini: I’m not ready to find a stepmother yet

Nini’s father: I want to ask if your company lacks security guards.

Clark looked at the time marked in the lower right corner of the computer, which was 09:30 in the evening. He closed the dialog box and clicked on the flashing student group.

This group was found by little Cooper from the Internet application when he discovered that Clark was chatting with his daughter on QQ on his newly purchased mobile phone. After that, he joined a few classmates with whom he was close, as well as Clark Kent.

Normally, this young man would be scolded the most for cutting corners, but because of this, he became the one who communicated with Clark the most.

But now, the originally silent group of Kent Godfather students in West City

Four-Legged Snake Peter Wynn: Did you hear the gunshots?

Sandler J. Cooper, the man behind Puella Magi Madoka Magica: "I heard it. Is there anyone living in the direction of 37th Street? I hope it's not one of our students."

Jack Daniel, who is obsessed with the East: He can’t be our student together. Who can go and see?

Matthew Michael Murdoch: "On 41st Street, someone was probably robbing the electronics store."

Sandler J. Cooper, the man behind Madoka Magica: Who is that black question mark.jpg

Four-legged snake Peter Wynn: "Wait, Matthew Michael Murdoch, who are you?"

Matthew Michael Murdoch: "Can't sleep, concerned citizens..."

Matthew Michael Murdoch has been kicked out of the group by the administrator Oriental Obsession.

Jack Daniel, who is obsessed with the East: Who pulled this thing? This is a class, there is no need for idlers in society to wait.

Clark Kent, who closed the QQ group, suddenly asked the system: "Is 41st Street the place where I bought my mobile phone?"

The system didn't seem to hear Clark's words, and was just immersed in its own muttering: "Matthew Michael Murdoch, why do you know him so well...Matthew...Matthew Murdoch?"

Clark heard this and asked: "Who is he?"

"Ah, it's nothing. He's just a blind lawyer, nothing special."

The system's cryptic dialogue made Clark a little unhappy, but it was too late now.

He jumped out of the window and pulled on the handrail of the fire escape, just like Jet Li in Cradle of Death, receiving two forces and reaching the ground directly.

With hearing that is several times more sensitive than ordinary people, he was able to tell that the sound indeed came from 41st Street.

The blind lawyer was definitely not an ordinary person. Clark could be sure that there must be something unusual about someone who could make the system falter.

He kept the name in mind and ran toward No. 41 Street with the help of shadows under the flickering street lights.

Port Hudson, inside the Clinton Group live trade storage area.

Dennis Luther is sitting in a black container in the center area, with a walkie-talkie hanging on his shoulder. He is staring at the constantly jumping screen. In the green monitor under the night, Clark's figure is very fast. Even if the monitor switches very accurately, But I can still only capture his back.

"Follow him closely and never lose him."

After instructing the Hispanic female mercenary who was operating the camera in front of the monitor, she said in unfamiliar Spanish: "The target is coming from the northeast and has already passed through Ninth Avenue. It is moving quickly with the help of the shadow of the sidewalk on the right. Visual inspection can be seen in 3 Reach the ambush site on Tenth Avenue within minutes.”

"I don't care what you think of. As an internationally renowned professional mercenary, I want you to find out his weaknesses as much as possible."

"But please note, if you tell me that he is invulnerable, your family will definitely receive a large pension, because he will definitely kill all of you. Don't think of him as some superhero who can persuade you to surrender."

"Received, we will make sure there is no return for him"

Listening to the confident reply in the headset, Dennis turned off the headset and whispered: "Come on, Clark, let me see what kind of monster you are."

At the intersection of 41th Avenue and 300st Street, the only electronic supplies store within a [-]-meter radius was flashing with flames.

Two strong black men, one tall and one short, wearing only big pants and sleepy eyes, were squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands, looking at the armed men sitting on the counter, wearing black carbon fiber night vision masks and black Kevlar bulletproof suits. The officer was talking Spanish to himself while shooting his pistol at the ceiling.

The short black guy looked at the armed member who was darker than him with a strange expression, and asked inexplicably: "Bruce, why did he shoot a heart shape on the ceiling?"

"Shut up, Alfred"

The tall black guy named Bruce whispered: "Maybe he is on the phone with his girlfriend."

The armed man obviously understood English. He raised his hand and shot Bruce through the thigh.

As Bruce screamed, he turned on the dark green electronic satellite marker on his arm, which was a locator synchronized with the port surveillance.

Whenever monitoring is switched, it will be marked on the map.

They can also know the target who was hired to kill. He silently adjusted the panel with the Spanish procedureo de autodestn self-destruct program and set it for 5 minutes.

Then he looked at the monitor and whispered: "The target will enter Tenth Avenue in one minute. Sniper No. 1, adjust the ambush position to face the northwest direction. The target will turn out of the alley from the corner of No. 3 Street. After entering 42 meters, shoot from behind in an unobstructed area.”

"receive."

On the fourth tall building to the north opposite the electronics store, a man crouched on a large water tank with a black sniper rifle on his back jumped from the three-meter-high water tank. Like a parkour player, he climbed up the next door and hung a colorful hanging On the roof of Lamp's toy store, he slid sideways under the billboard and hid his position with the help of the flashing yellow light of the billboard.

"Assault Team No. 4 entered Southeast Alley No. 2 and waited for an opportunity to kill the target after the bait led it into the alley."

"receive"

Four mercenaries dressed in black, armed with Keltec RFB assault rifles, equipped with silencers and scopes, immediately went to the eighth building on the right side of the electronics store, which is the 4nd Street Building on Tenth Avenue towards 42st Street, at the intersection. The second to third alleys, and shot and killed a small raccoon that was clawing on the garbage bin.

"The bait goes to Northeast Alley 3. After No. 2 fails to shoot, be prepared to disturb the enemy and lead it into the ambush position in Southeast Alley [-]."

In a stubbled alley, a Hispanic girl with a mohawk and makeup on her face raised her pistol, pointed it at the little girl with a mohawk who looked exactly like herself, curled up on the ground in her underwear and trembling, and asked: "You What’s your name?”

The girl with a mohawk trembled and cried, "Win...Winnie Buffett, please don't..."

"call out"

The girl who had been shot in the lung collapsed to the ground, shaking.

"Winnie Buffett is already in place~"

Winnie Buffett answered in standard American English and pushed the girl who kept coughing out blood into the trash can. She sat directly on the trash can and smoked a cigarette, secretly watching the flickering lights on 42nd Street. The street lights look very comfortable.