Marvel's Chronicle of Multiverse Warfare

"Crack!"

It was the crisp sound of a pistol being cocked.

Li Heng, who was sleeping, was suddenly startled. Before he opened his eyes and was not fully awake, his left fist was already clenched, his right elbow was ready to sweep, and his legs were pushing on the ground...

Serial Killer was about to call him out, but all his movements stopped after he clearly saw the half-dressed beauty in front of him.

The fatal elbow that was raised silently under the quilt was lowered again, his fist was loosened, and Li Heng suddenly fell down on the bed.

Seven years ago, Henry Lee fell into a coma due to an accident. When he woke up, he became Li Heng.

Li Heng didn't know whether it was soul time travel or rebirth and awakening, but this did not delay him at all from fighting and sailing in the stormy waves of the Marvel Universe era.

In seven years, he was admitted to the Georgia Institute of Technology. After graduation, he returned to New York and was admitted to the New York Police Academy.

With some information he had, he made a huge profit from Stark Industries in a few years.

Secretly, he is still a slightly famous superhero...

"My dear, what are you doing?" Li Heng forced a smile and stretched out his fingers, trying to move away the dark muzzle of the gun that was so close in front of him.

Behind the muzzle is the blond beauty Eddie Chenko holding a gun. Chenko is Li Heng's partner, uh, his former partner when he was a patrol officer.

Behind the muzzle is Eddy Chenko, who has an oval face and no make-up. Due to his years of patrolling and duty, he looks a bit tanned, but he is still very beautiful.

At this moment, Qinke only wore a black sports bra on her upper body, revealing her smooth shoulders and charming collarbones, and her healthy skin exuded a wild aura like a leopard.

With one arm pressed against Li Heng's strong chest, Qenko held his chin, and playfully fiddled with the pistol with one hand, constantly dodging Li Heng's fingers.

The thin white quilt had slid down to her charming waist, and the early spring sunshine illuminated her bright smile through the colorful lattice windows.

"Li, who is Xiao Ai? Your girlfriend?" Under the playful smile was Qinke's dangerous eyes.

Li Heng's eyes instantly widened as big as those of an ox, and then he couldn't help but grow bigger: "Xiao Ai, Xiao Ai... Hahaha, you think... Hahaha... Ahem, let me explain to you, Ai Di, Xiao Ai is not my girlfriend, she is me... a friend of mine when I was a child, but my family and teachers said there is no such person... I haven't heard this name for many years, strange, I Did you remember this name?"

"Maybe it's just a dream. I didn't expect you to have such a past." Qinke couldn't help laughing, and she quickly retracted the gun.

It's funny when this kind of loneliness and resentment happens to friends around me.

But, does she really believe it?

Suddenly, Li Heng turned over and directly pressed Qinke under him, pretending to be fierce: "How dare you point a gun at me? Let's see how I teach you now."

Eddie Chenko raised his head and grabbed Li Heng's arm in resistance, very hard, with silky eyebrows and eyes, looking at Li Heng with a half-smile: "Do you have enough time, Li? You have to go to the heavy work today." The crime team reported for duty at this time...oh, how could I forget, you are a famous fast shooter throughout the police station."

"I am a sharpshooter, not a fast shooter, ah... these are two concepts, let you understand now..."

……

"Uncle Liang, you're busy!" Li Heng, dressed in a clean police uniform, greeted Uncle Liang at the breakfast shop downstairs and walked towards the second-hand Mustang parked on the street.

Both sides of the street are old buildings from the 89s, and the breakfast shop is on the first floor of Levi's house.

Uncle Liang, who was wearing an apron, turned over the hot and fragrant fried dough sticks in the pot and joked with a smile: "Xiao Li, why don't you eat some? You were busy all night last night. Young people are still It’s better to be more moderate.”

"Next time, next time." Li Heng responded vaguely, while starting his wild horse and driving towards the South City branch of Manhattan as if he was running away.

Li Heng will report to the Nancheng Branch's Major Crime Division today. Three years after joining the New York Police Department, he finally passed the detective exam and was assigned to the branch's Major Crime Division.

Eddie Chenko was his partner as a patrol officer this year. Last night, he drank a little too much to celebrate that Li Heng passed the police detective exam and received a transfer order.

The South City branch of Manhattan is not far from Chinatown. The surrounding buildings make people feel very depressed. The crime team also works in the same building.

After Li Heng went upstairs, he avoided greeting acquaintances and carefully turned into the private office of Captain Reid, the leader of the crime team, from the other side.

After staying for a while, Captain Reid took Li Heng out and walked a few more steps before entering the crime squad office inside.

The office was a bit chaotic. The six senior police detectives were all busy with the cases at hand. There were two other people who were not there and didn't know why they were there.

"Everyone, put your work aside." Captain Rhett clapped her hands twice, and the "pop" was loud. Seeing that it attracted everyone's attention, she pointed at Li Suo Li Heng and introduced: "This is a new colleague. Henry Lee should be a stranger to you too. Let’s get along well with each other in the future...Okay, get busy. Vice-captain Purvenda, you can take care of him for the time being."

Vice-captain Purwenda is a 57-year-old white-haired old man who will retire in three years. He is now counting the days every day with a sad look on his face.

"Li, you're here at the right time. There's no one available for this case, so come and handle it with me." Deputy Captain Purwenda was not polite. The old man threw a file to Li Heng across several tables. .

The file is not thick, but it is an urgent and difficult case.

While Li Heng took the file flexibly, he nodded and greeted other acquaintances from the crime team.

Detective [-]st Class Ren Yayu, Chinese, Detective [-]rd Class Robert Huang, Korean, Detective [-]rd Class Amy Skye, a beautiful black girl, Detective [-]nd Class Mario Sanchez, Mexican-American, [-]st Class Detective , Andy Flynn.

The two who are not present are Detective First Class Mick Tao, a Chinese-American, and Detective Third Class Buzz Watson.

This is the South Side of Manhattan. There are all kinds of people with all kinds of races, but no one can become a homicide detective. The water here is very deep.

"Derek Bishop...this name, runs a transportation company?" Li Heng lowered his eyes in surprise. This name was not unfamiliar to him. He once helped a friend investigate this person.

This man is actually secretly working for Kingpin, and that friend is Daredevil Matt Murdock.

Police officer Heng Li once met Matt Murdock as a lawyer, and when Daredevil saw Heng Li as a superhero, he recognized him "at a glance".

Referring to the autopsy photo of the victim in the file, Li Heng pondered: "This wound looks a bit like a ninja sword wound. Could it be done by the Japanese?"

"No, what was reported was a robbery and murder case." Deputy Captain Puwenda immediately looked at Li Heng with admiration, patted him hard on the shoulder, and said: "Li, you are better than those people in the forensic office, they are actually in the file It says a wound made by a knife, and they can’t even see the problem that I can see.”

Although Vice Captain Purwenda's tone was indignant, that was all. How could he, an old fox, not see the fishiness in this.

Li Heng's face didn't look good. He didn't know whether Derek Bishop's death was caused by Lawyer Ma's investigation.

He suggested cautiously: "Vice Captain, why don't we go visit the family members?"

"I've already been there. The mother and daughter don't know anything. The widow is a painter and has her own gallery. The daughter is only 15 years old. They don't interfere with the transportation company." Pwenda shook his head and picked up the coat on the chair. Walking out, he said to Li Heng: "Let's go to the transportation company again to check the accounts."

"Okay!" Li Heng hesitated for a moment and then followed. He had to take the time to send a message to Lawyer Ma. …

In the evening, South Bank Pier.

Under the dim street lights, various smells were mixed together, coming from all directions, and they were a bit pungent.

Li Heng and Puwenda, wearing the same oil-stained coats as ordinary workers, slipped out drunkenly from a busy bar at the South Bank Pier.

Li Heng and Puwenda, who were still talking drunkenly and having fun in the bar, turned serious when they came out.

"It's really him." Sitting in the car, Puwenda slammed the steering wheel in front of him, and his face suddenly became terrifyingly gloomy.

"James Wesley, Wesley Import and Export Company." Li Heng flipped through the file in his hand, which was several times thicker than when he left the house in the morning, and couldn't help but shake his head.

In fact, everyone in the know knows that James Wesley and the entire Wesley Import and Export Company are just the white gloves of one person - Kingpin.

Kingpin, the real underground king of New York, was responsible for 80% of crime from his criminal group.

Li Heng speculated that Derek Bishop's death was because he was targeted by Lawyer Ma and was decisively silenced in order to avoid involving Wesley.

Purvenda, the reason why he was so angry was because the victim was Irish and had prayed in the same church.

"Should we continue the investigation, deputy captain?" Li Heng closed the file. There were only superficial things in it, and there was nothing they really wanted to know.

"Investigate, even if I am dismissed from my post, I will continue to investigate." Deputy Captain Purwenda gritted his teeth, but in fact he knew the difficulties involved.

Unlike the rough accounting books of Bishop Transportation Company, Wesley Import and Export Company's finances are much more rigorous. Even if the two parties are related, it is difficult to check.

Over the years, the New York Police Department, the FBI, and the DEA have investigated Kingpin countless times, but in the end nothing was found.

"Then check." Li Heng decisively expressed his support for Vice Captain Puwenda without any hesitation.

Being reborn in this world as a Jinpin would not make him tied up.

"But this matter needs to be considered in the long term." Vice Captain Purwenda's face couldn't help but twitch, and finally he was helplessly relieved.

He is no longer young now, and he is fine on his own, but he still has three ex-wives, six children, and a large amount of alimony to pay every year. He only counts on the retirement salary, and only two or three years are left. If something happens again...

Kingpin has been ruling the sky in New York for more than a day or two. Countless people have investigated him, but in the end it is Kingpin who still stands in New York.

Those who had investigated him had either given up or simply disappeared.

"I understand, vice-captain, I know it well." Li Heng's face was very calm, and then he turned to say: "Vice-captain, let's find a place to eat?"

They had gotten a lot of news from the bar near the dock just now, but they also drank a lot and needed to find a place to relax.

"Let's go!" Pwenda laughed. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, the car immediately "drove" like flying. However, in less than half a minute, "Bang!"

A sudden figure was hit hard by the car and flew out. Pu Wenda and Li Heng looked at each other, and they could see the surprise and panic in each other's eyes.

It's one thing to hit someone, but the key is that both of them were drunk.

If someone really dies, the responsibility will be theirs, not to mention they are all police officers.

After Prawenda quickly recovered, he immediately jumped out of the car to check the condition of the injured, but at this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed him.

"Something's wrong, deputy captain." Li Heng looked out the window, full of vigilance, and the gun was already in his hand.

"Click", the bullet is loaded.

Vice Captain Purwenda was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that something was wrong with the situation. It was indeed easy to hit people at dimly lit intersections.

But Puwenda's car was a classic car. Not only was it not very fast, it also made a lot of noise and the lights were bright enough. How could it easily knock people away?

Before he could figure out what was going on, Puwenda heard a "bang" gunshot. He shuddered instantly, turned around and saw that it was Li Heng, who had already fired.

Li Heng aimed at a certain location in the darkness, a place that Prawenda couldn't even see clearly, and fired directly.

Immediately afterwards, a tall, vague figure fell to the ground with the gun.

"Dang clang" is the sound of a knife hitting the ground.

Before Puwenda could calm down from the tense atmosphere, a dozen ninjas in black clothes came out of the darkness silently, carrying knives on their backs.

hand club.

The white mist filled the surroundings at some point, and the black-clothed ninjas were looming. Both Puwenda and Li Heng could only see things within a radius of three to five meters.

"Cang!" The sharp ninja sword had been drawn out, and the surrounding ninjas rushed towards the car with illusory figures.

The eerie and eerie atmosphere made Purwenda's heart almost jump into his throat. At this moment, "bang bang..." fierce gunfire rang out around him, and within three seconds, more than a dozen ninjas in black fell to the ground.

Li Heng puffed on the muzzle of the gun coolly, and while changing the magazine, he complained disdainfully: "A bunch of idiots, how old are they, and they still use knives..."

"Buzz buzz!" Before Li Heng could finish speaking, a strong wave of sound had already reached his ears.

For a moment, the strong stimulation made him cover his ears and groaned in pain: "Ugh!"

Vice Captain Purwenda was about to ask concerned questions, but at this moment, there was a loud crackling sound and the car started to shake violently.

No, it's an earthquake!

There was an earthquake in New York!

Both Puwenda and Li Heng could see the horror in each other's eyes.