Marvel's Alien Sword Fairy

Under the night of New York, the lights are bright and prosperous, but under this beautiful landscape, there are also unimaginable ugliness hidden in the streets and alleys, every day, every night, and every moment.

Under the night light, heavy metal music was playing continuously in the room in the villa, and along with the music, on a large bed, a pair of white men and women were snoring, making squeaking noises, and as the two of them A luxurious atmosphere was released.

"Suddenly!" A gust of wind suddenly rose up in the room, blowing on the man's bare back. The man couldn't help but tremble and groaned, while the woman still cried softly, but she found that the person on her body After he didn't move, he couldn't help but open his eyes. A trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but he didn't dare to express it.

"Fake!" The man climbed up, breathing heavily, but couldn't help but curse twice. If it weren't for the sudden cold wind, he could have persisted a little longer.

Feeling unhappy, the man stood up, took out a can of beer from the refrigerator, then took the remote control of the air conditioner, slightly raised the temperature in the room, and at the same time called the female companion on his bed, but she kept calling her. There was no response after several calls, but I could smell a faint fragrance in my nose.

"Hey!" The man was a little angry. He poured beer into his mouth. At the same time, he went to the bed and shouted loudly. He reached out to slap the naked woman to vent his displeasure, but he didn't want to slap the naked woman.

"To be honest, as a man, even if you have premature ejaculation, you still attack women. This is really your fault." A voice came from the side, causing the man to turn around and look at the other side of the room, startled. .

On the same bed, there was a woman lying with her body spread across her body and her eyes closed - she was sleeping soundly. She was not his female companion. But in front of the bed, stood a young man he didn't know, about 16 years old. On the left and right, the face is as pale as jade, the eyes are green, and there is a faint smile on the face, but it is not Ou Kang.

"..." The man looked at Ou Kang and couldn't help being startled. For no reason, because he was clearly standing next to the bed, but what was going on with the bed over there? He was obviously not taking drugs.

The man glanced at the bed next to him, and then at the bed next to Ou Kang. Except for the girl on top, the two beds were exactly the same, but he remembered that there was only one bed in his room. , but now there is an extra one, and there is a boy I have never seen before.

"Boy, I don't know how you got in, but you'd better leave now before I get angry!" The man was not a common man either. He looked at Ou Kang, the muscles on his face trembled, turned around, and walked to the door. , opened the door, but couldn't help being startled.

There is no corridor or other passage outside the door, but a wall. The wall has been newly painted, and it is snow-white. It makes people feel panicked. Who would build a wall behind the door? What is going on? He is obviously not taking drugs. , how could such an illusion occur.

"If you want to go out, please go this way!" O'Kang looked at the man who was stunned by the ghost and frightened but remained calm. He couldn't help but smile and pointed in the direction of the door.

"..." The man looked at Ou Kang, with a fierce look in his eyes. He looked at the door over there, held his breath slightly, and walked towards the door along the wall of the room. When he passed by a cabinet, he thrust his hand out , took out a pistol from the cabinet, shot O'Connell, and then ran out without looking.

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bsp; "You can still be so vicious when your eyes are covered by a ghost. You really deserve to be a well-known drug lord in New York!" O'Connell couldn't help but laugh as he looked at the man who ran out naked.

The man was naked and did not take the elevator. He held a pistol and ran down five floors in a panic. His heart was beating so fast. Sweat was pouring on his forehead. He looked around with his eyes and backed away. He wanted to rest against the wall, but unexpectedly someone leaned against him.

"You can really run!" Hearing the voice, the man looked back and couldn't help but feel like he was dead. O'Connell, who had obviously been shot by him, was standing there intact.

"Fake." The man looked at the intact O'Kang, with a fierce look in his eyes. He raised the pistol in his hand and pulled the trigger one after another. After a burst of noise, O'Kang's body oozed red and he fell down.

"Ah!" Not only did the man knock down his opponent, he stepped forward and aimed his gun at the man, firing randomly until the magazine in his hand was empty before he stopped.

"You are so ruthless!" came a voice from the side, almost making the man's hair stand on end. When he turned around, he saw Ou Kang sitting intact on the railing of the stairs, looking at him with a smile.

"Who are you?" The man gasped, raised the gun in his hand, and stared at Ou Kang. When he looked down, there was no one covered in blood on the ground. Only one was hit by bullets everywhere. It's a pit of cement floor.

"It's all gone. You can't hide bullets in your body like this." O'Kang looked at the man with a gun and his buttocks bare, and couldn't help but curled his lips.

"Xue Te, who are you? What do you want to do?" The man was naked, looked at O'Connell, and removed the magazine of the pistol in his hand. Indeed, there was no bullet left.

"James Lucas, the big drug lord in New York, don't you know me? I'm here to borrow something from you." O'Connell couldn't help grinning as he looked at the naked but still unafraid drug lord. .

"How much money do you want to borrow? Or do you want goods? Or arms?" James admitted defeat directly and asked while panting. After taking two breaths, he smelled a fresh fragrance and couldn't help but twitch his nose. After puffing twice, he found that the fragrance smelled very good and he was not so out of breath.

"Your life." Ou Kang looked at the man with a twitching nose, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth. The sniffling drug lord suddenly fell to the ground, as if all the bones in his body had been taken away.

Looking at the fallen drug dealer, Ou Kang ignored him, opened his clothes, took out a pennant and shook it open. He used blood and gold powder to draw talismans on the flag, and even the corners were faintly visible. There was black air flowing, and a fingertip-thin black smoke shot out from the tip of the rod. It turned around the drug lord's body and immediately drew out the opponent's soul.

The soul that was forcibly drawn out was just a faint shadow, and it was still conscious. It wanted to rush towards Ou Kang with all its teeth and claws, but it was unstoppably sucked into the triangular flag and took away the opponent's soul. Ou Kang will Xiaoqi rolled up, then took out a saber, and stabbed the opponent's body that had been frozen to death by Heisha, and drew some blood from Xiaoqi.

As soon as Xiaoqi was covered in blood, a burst of black mist suddenly appeared. After absorbing the blood, it disappeared again. Ou Kang took Qi into his arms, took out the medicine bottle, poured some bone powder, and completely transformed the whole corpse. After leaving, Ou Kang left, muttering to himself as he walked.

"After a few more days of worship, we can find out about Obadiah's situation."