Marvel's Cultivator

Hell's Kitchen at night is a hunting ground for dark hunters. No one knows whether they are hunters or prey.

In the shadows of the houses, alleys, and streets, there were still figures swaying. Li Jun's massacre tonight obviously did not make them give up tonight's activities.

After all, for them, the fear of killing and death cannot stop everything.

Tomorrow, creditors will still come to collect debts with those bullets; tomorrow, the body will still need the relief of drugs; tomorrow, gangs will still compete for territory.

The desire in my heart will not disappear, the earth will still not stop, and the bad days will naturally go on.

Under the dim streetlights, a few flying insects fluttered around the lights.

Daredevil, The Punisher, Deadpool, and Iron Man had their first official meeting under the lights.

"Thank you for your help." Daredevil said, if it wasn't for the help of the three of them, his life might have ended here.

The punisher said indifferently: "You don't need to be polite, I just want to kill this demon."

Even if he is alone, he will try his best to kill that monster, no matter what the cost, if he is guilty, he must die. No matter who it is, as long as he is guilty, he will definitely hunt him down to the ends of the earth.

"Uh... I just want to do something good, for the sake of face." Deadpool said a little embarrassedly, he is not used to being thanked, after all he is a notorious crazy mercenary, a clown.

And he was just trying to win Liu Yuan's favor, so that his face could be healed by then.

But Daredevil's thanks made him feel the long-lost warmth.

He said to himself: "This is much more comfortable than a shot."

"Thank you? This is what I should do, just for a better future." Stark now understands why so many people worship superheroes. The feeling of being thanked is much better than the rich life, and it makes people feel comfortable.

But he felt that this was not worthy of thanks. After all, he came late and did not make any contribution, and his purpose was more for experimentation, researching better armor to deal with various threats from the outside world.

Although something like that happened in the company, he still wants to implement his ideas, but is he really ready?

It was the first time that Daredevil, who had been a lone ranger, knew the power of a team for the first time. The idea of ​​building a team of heroes sprouted in his mind, but the time was obviously not yet ripe.

"I know a barbecue restaurant in Huaxia. It tastes very good. Would you like to eat together?" Matt couldn't think of how to thank the three of them. He could only say that in Huaxia, if you want to thank each other, you can eat with each other.

"Oh, is this a celebration?" Deadpool looked at the crowd and asked.

"I think it should be counted." Stark said, he used Jarvis's falsetto, sounding a little inexplicably happy.

"How about I suggest that this celebration be called the Illumination Conference? Look, we are illuminated by street lights, how appropriate." Deadpool waved his hands left and right, as if asking for advice.

"The Illuminati? Although it is appropriate, this should be the name of an organization, right?" Stark heard the name, not knowing why he always felt weird. He liked the name very much, but it was not at the celebration.

"Barbecue? Sounds good, but are you sure that Mr. Armor can eat barbecue?" The punisher pointed at Stark in the suit suspiciously. He always thought that he was in front of a high-tech intelligent combat robot.

Faced with the Punisher's questioning, Stark said: "What do you mean? I am a human being, and the outside is just my clothes. One more thing, I am not called Mr. Armor, please call me Iron Man."

He thought that the Punisher called him Mr. Armor because he had already recognized him as a human being, but in fact, it was just that the Punisher didn't come up with a good name for a while. After all, he had been a Punisher for so long, and his artistic cells were a little dull.

Before the two quarreled, Daredevil added: "Punisher, Mr. Armor is indeed a human being, and I can feel his heartbeat."

He was really worried that these two people would fight. He didn't know about the armored man, but judging from the current situation, both sides seemed to have violent tempers. If they fought each other, this block would probably be ruined.

"Did you hear that? Also, my name is Iron Man, not Mr. Armor." Stark emphasized that he didn't want the title of Mr. Armor to be spread. The name reminded him of the fat man with white circles on Michelin tires.

"Okay, Mr. Iron Man." Daredevil nodded emphatically.

The punisher seemed a little impatient, and said, "Should we go to the barbecue restaurant or not?"

Tonight's target line is a bit full, he is not full, and now his stomach can already feel the feeling of hunger.

"Do you like to eat barbecue?" Deadpool asked the Punisher curiously. This is not introduced in the comics. After all, the daily life part is not very marketable, and the editorial department will not draw too much of this part.

"No, I'm just a little hungry." The punisher said, and suddenly took out the revolver on his waist and shot a black figure passing by in the darkness. reverberates.

Daredevil frowned, but he really didn't expect the Punisher to be so obsessed with killing criminals. Although the Punisher's motives were similar to his own, he really couldn't understand this bloody practice.

"You can be gentle. I know a lawyer who will give these criminals the punishment they deserve." Daredevil naturally refers to his superficial identity, the blind lawyer: Matt Murdoch.

The punisher said disdainfully: "They have already received the punishment they deserve."

In its view, death is the destination of these sinners, and he just accelerated the process, and he has already seen the so-called law, which is just a joke to some people.

It's not that he doesn't believe in Matt's strength, but that there are too many sinners, even with the gun in his hand, he can never kill them all.

Stark was about to say something, but he suddenly remembered what Liu Yuan said before he went to Huaxia: You don't know my situation.

He chose to remain silent. He didn't know the other party's feelings. Perhaps for the other party, these criminals were really hateful, just like he wanted all these lunatics to disappear when facing terrorists.

At this moment, Deadpool's words broke the awkward atmosphere: "Don't you think the topic is too serious now? Please, we are celebrating, and this should be the time to smile."

Daredevil looked at Deadpool at this moment, and suddenly felt that this guy didn't seem so annoying, at least, he could liven up the atmosphere.

"you're right."