Mixing things up in Marvel

In a house burning with fire, a boy who was only 5 or 6 years old fell to the ground. He stretched out his hands with difficulty to catch the man in front of him, and kept repeating one sentence in his mouth: "Dad, wake up." Wake up, wake up... woo woo woo."

But one of his big feet stepped on the boy tightly. No matter how much he struggled, it was to no avail. His clothes were soaked with tears accompanied by the wild laughter of the owner of the big foot.

The man in front of him, whom the children called "Dad," had his eyes, nose, ears, and tongue all gone, but instead, a large amount of blood gushes out of them.

The man's legs seemed to have been smashed into a ball of rotten flesh by some kind of blunt instrument, but even so, he crawled forward with difficulty to grab the boy's hand.

When the boy's father was about to grab the little boy's hands, a sharpened iron rod suddenly penetrated into his palms. The severe pain made the man wail in pain, but with his tongue cut off, he could only utter "ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo "the sound of.

"Hahahaha, please make me more happy!"

The culprit who caused all this laughed crazily and admired his masterpiece while turning the iron rod.

Just then, there were many sirens outside the door. The arrival of the police made the culprit look as ugly as eating dog shit. He spat a mouthful of thick phlegm on the boy's father's face and said disappointedly: "If I had known better, I wouldn't have chosen this house. Although the screams of the rich family are extremely beautiful, the police came too quickly. Next time, choose a poor family."

After that, he kicked the boy in the stomach and escaped through the window. The boy was in great pain from the kick, blood flowed from his mouth, and his internal organs were damaged to varying degrees.

And a warm big hand held the little boy's hands, it was his father!

Now his facial features were completely destroyed, and the wounds were still bleeding out, making him look extremely hideous and terrifying. However, the little boy hugged his father without fear. Blood and tears flowed from the man's empty eyes, and he hugged the boy as well, despite the fact that the flames around him were so intense. The hot boy feels that his father's body is getting colder and colder...

The fire continued to burn the house. With a bang, the police broke in the door and rushed forward when they saw the father and son hugging each other.

One of them hugged the unconscious boy, while the other hugged the boy's father and rushed out before the house burned down.

After rescuing the father and son, the little boy was put into the ambulance. The police looked at his father and shook their heads. Under the torture of the murderer, the boy's father lost a lot of blood and struggled to hold on until the police arrived. After knowing that his son was saved, he went there relieved.

The little boy slept in the hospital for a day and a night. When he woke up and saw his mother beside him, he immediately felt relieved. However, when he looked around, he found that the most important person was missing - his father!

The boy anxiously asked his mother where his father had gone. His mother's eyes were red and swollen and told the cruel truth. His father was dead...

Like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, the scenes at home before the boy's mind went blank reappeared in his mind.

The burning house, the father with all his facial features, and the man with scars on his face!

The little boy fell into a daze, and he remained like this for many days. During this period, the police came several times, but they could not ask anything from his appearance, so they had to ask the boy's mother instead.

The little boy refused to eat or drink water, which made his already injured body even worse. He lost weight every day, and finally became too weak and fainted again.

After waking up, it was only with the help of her mother and a group of relatives and friends that she came out of the shadows.

Is this really the case? The hatred for killing his father is irreconcilable. Although the little boy has emerged from the shadow of his father's death, the hatred is buried in his heart...

After many years, the little boy has grown into a healthy teenager. One day, the boy gained a powerful force, and [Vulcan Beast] John Wilson was born.

Due to his mother's careful care in his early years and remembering his father's teachings, John did not go astray. Instead, he wanted to become a policeman when he grew up to help others not have such tragic experiences as himself.

John was very happy after gaining power. With this power, he could do many things, avoid many misfortunes, and even find the murderer!

But the power of Fu Xie made him feel a deep sense of powerlessness. After being easily solved, he thought of what happened that night. He was still so weak and useless. How could he talk about protection when he couldn't even protect himself? other people?

He longed to become stronger, strong enough to protect everything, so he forcibly transformed into Flamedramon regardless of whether he could withstand the erosion of the beast consciousness of the animalistic fighter's spirit.

As expected, he went berserk. Fortunately, even if he was defeated by Fu Xie, he still lost his life...

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In a luxurious villa, the lights were brightly lit and soothing Yin music sounded.

John's body was covered with a layer of white cloth, his expression was constantly distorted as if he had a nightmare, and he sat up suddenly after shouting "Dad".

Big beads of sweat fell from his face, his back was soaked with cold sweat, and tears fell uncontrollably.

John panted and kept breathing fresh air. After he slowly recovered, he looked at the white cloth covering his body and heard a strange burst of loud music and the sound of dogs barking.

When I turned around, I saw Fu Shee, who was wearing a white coat and a white three-cornered hat, playing the "Great Compassion Mantra" on a suona, and the dog next to him was also barking "Oow~Ow~"... …

Yes, John knew that this was the Great Compassion Curse, because his mother was Chinese. When his grandfather passed away, he and his mother went back to attend the funeral there. This was the music played at that time, and the weird melody made him unforgettable to this day...

He looked at Fu Xie with a dark look on his face and said, "Mr. Fu Xie, what...are you doing?"

Fu Qie put down the suona and said calmly: "As you can see, I am mourning."

Of course I know you are mourning, but I am not dead, so why are you mourning me?

Then Fu Shen turned off the Great Compassion Spell, sighed and said: "John, although I don't know what happened in your past, but! We have power that is different from ordinary people. If we cannot control it, it will cause incalculable consequences. "

John lowered his head and said nothing, and then Fuxie said: "John, if you succumb to power, then what's the point of being a man? I hope you can control it, not let it control you, you have to remember The strongest thing is always your heart!”

John trembled all over. He raised his head and his eyes were slightly red with tears in his eyes. Thinking of the childhood tragedy and the things that hurt Fu Xie before, he said with uneasy conscience and guilt: "Hug... I'm sorry, Mr. Fu Xie, I didn't know what happened before." I feel useless and can't protect anything. I want stronger power to protect the people I want to protect, and I don't want that."

Fu Xie patted his shoulder to express his understanding. Before, when John was in a coma, he would say words like "Dad" and "You died because I was useless" from time to time. When Fu Xie heard this, he guessed it was him again. Something bad happened in the past.

Fu Shee decided to inspect him for a while and then said: "Let's do this, you will follow me for a while before you master the spirit of the beast-shaped fighter. As for your home, I will personally visit him and say that you are now a Stark Pharmaceuticals Your job belongs to my intern, and of course I will pay you."

John looked at Fu Xie in surprise. He had thought that he would be kicked out of the house in anger after he injured Fu Xie before. He did not expect that Mr. Fu Xie would help him master this power regardless of past grudges.

"So, kid, would you like to reply?"

"Ah, oh, I do, I do, thank you very much, Mr. Fujie!"

Fu Xie stood up and said, "Let me take you home now, so as not to worry your family. Remember to report to Stark Tower tomorrow. Come directly to the top floor and I will tell the front desk staff in advance."

Fu Xie opened the portal and appeared in a small alley near John's house. After seeing John off, he turned around and took out a document from his white mourning clothes. The name on the document was John!

It clearly records John's deeds from childhood to adulthood, including how many times he moved, how many schools he changed, and even how many times he wet the bed as a child.

It was from above that Fu Xie learned the current address of his home, so he was able to teleport him to the alley near his home. John, a stupid boy, didn't even think about it. He could send him without even asking for his home address. Teleport away.

After a while, Fu Qie put down the document and shook his head. As he expected, John's experience as a child was too miserable. His father was tortured bit by bit by the murderer in front of him, and he himself was forced by the murderer to watch this. Everything happens.

Fu Xie narrowed his eyes when he saw the appearance of the murderer, and the air around him suddenly became cold. The braised pork beside him felt the murderous intent of his master and did not dare to make any noise and lay down quietly.

Sure enough, there are still too many beasts in this world, and they must be allowed to increase their memory!

The next second the Xuan Ring lit up and flickered out of sight, appearing behind the hidden killer outside the house.

"Tonight is a dark and windy night, which is a good day to deal with some bed bugs!"

Swish!

The killer's head was beheaded in an instant. Fu Xie felt the surrounding atmosphere and grinned: "I'm in a bad mood right now, but I still give you a chance. I will count to three seconds now and take the initiative to put down my weapon and catch you. I will only call The police are here to arrest you, but if you still want to resist, just pray not to be caught by me!"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the killers hiding nearby suddenly became hesitant. Some of them put down their weapons and walked out slowly, holding their heads in their hands to express surrender.

"one two Three!"

Fu Xie looked at the few people who were walking out and sneered: "Are these the only ones? It seems that the others are already ready to fight to death. I would like to praise you for your courage!"

Da da da!

The sound of sniper rifles, rifles, and pistols was released crazily at this moment.

"The Thirteen Breaths of the Sun, the Yang-Destroying Red Lotus True Dragon Sword!"

The red light shot into the sky, accompanied by screams that echoed throughout the garden...