Marvel: Start with the Eight Wonders

New York, winter night.

The moon in the sky casts light, and under the clouds and mist, it revealed a hint of blood.

It was as if someone was peering into the world with bloodshot eyes.

In Brooklyn, a group of young people with hair dyed in various colors, tattoos on their bodies, and studded clothes were laughing wildly in an alley.

If anyone looks closer, they will find that these five young people are teasing a disabled old man.

They took away his crutches, held down the child who was probably five or six years old who was with him, and teased him crazily.

Seeing the crippled old man being thrown to the ground and listening to the child crying loudly, the group of people laughed more and more happily.

"Get up, old man!"

"Come get your crutch!"

"comeon!"

Some people are like this, relying on bullying the weak to satisfy their inner desires.

The old man lay on the ground and kept begging these young people to let them go, but how could it work? The more he surrendered, the more they went too far!

unless…

A black business car stopped at the intersection, the door opened, and a few strong men in black suits got out.

These strong men walked into the alley and surrounded young people, old people and children.

The strong man in the lead took out his cell phone and took a look at it, then stared at one of the men and a woman and asked, "George and Laurie...are a couple?"

"Who are you? Don't mind your own business!"

Several people took out knives from their back waists, and George also took out a pistol from his crotch.

The leading strong man simply confirmed the identity of the two people, then raised his arms and hooked his fingers. The several strong men behind him subdued several young people with their bare hands.

He is agile and tough, unlike ordinary people.

Until this moment, several young people had a trace of fear in their eyes.

"Who are you? Let us go! Polis!"

The strong man at the head ignored what they said from beginning to end. After giving his subordinates a look, his subordinates directly tied up the non-mainstream couple, covered them with black cloth and took them away.

"Don't worry, it's them we want, not you."

After hearing the words of the strong man at the head, the remaining three people breathed a sigh of relief. It had nothing to do with them. Companions or not, their lives were not important!

Several men in black suits returned the crutches to the old man. The strong man at the head took the child's hand and walked out. Halfway there, he did not forget to plug the child's ears.

boom! boom! boom!

Three gunshots echoed in the alley.

……

The black business car drove in the dark night, and the neon scenery on the street seemed to give the car a layer of makeup.

The vehicle finally stopped in a remote place, where another vehicle was parked. Next to the vehicle were two recently dug earth pits.

Each pit is neither big nor small, neither deep nor shallow, just big enough for one person.

The black suit pushed the completely frightened couple out of the car and took off the black cloth on their heads.

The two of them cried louder than the other. They knelt at the feet of their black suits and begged for mercy.

When they were in the car, they went through all the bad things they had done in the past 20 years in their minds, and they couldn't figure out where they got into trouble with such a group of people.

Their bad deeds are nothing at all in this world full of super criminals. They are just bullying the weak, grabbing some money, etc. They have not even killed anyone, at most they have maimed them.

Even if you are caught by the police, you will not be sentenced to death.

Amidst the sounds of begging for mercy, a man wearing a black mask stepped out of the car that was parked here, followed by a bald man.

The man in the black mask looked down at the two people for a long time, then slowly squatted down, moved his hanging arm upwards, spread his palms flat, palms down, as if he was holding something, and then the next second, a wooden box Appearing under him out of thin air.

The wooden box unfolded in a fan shape, revealing several excellent-looking swords. The man in the black mask pulled out two of them one after another and placed them in front of the man and woman respectively. While putting them down, he said: "Don't be nervous, let's play a game. With a sword, one person lives, and you choose who lives and who dies.”

Staring at the two swords on the ground, George raised his head tremblingly, looking into the man's eyes through the black mask, "Why? Can you tell us why? Who are you? Have we offended you?"

"No." Black Mask answered simply and neatly, "We have no grievances. As for why we chose you, it may be because of... fate."

The two people were trembling and speechless for a moment. If there was really a reason, they could still plead for themselves, but the other party could just ask for fate?

This makes them unacceptable.

"You want money, we have money, we can give you money! Maybe you need us to do other things, we can do it, as long as you spare our lives..." George lied, but kept looking at the ground from the corner of his eye. sword.

"No, there is only one thing you have to do now, accept the game and survive, or reject the game...both of you die together!"

The two looked at each other and swallowed. They understood that this black mask was completely gambling with their lives.

Black Mask looked at the two people with a smile, "Time is limited, I'll give you 1 minute to think about it."

After saying that, the black mask stood up and returned to the car. The other black suits also took a few steps around with their eyesight, facing away from George and Laurie.

"Laurie..." George lowered his head and said in the girl's ear: "This madman obviously wants us to kill each other. We can't listen to him. I have a way. We will pretend to agree to the game for a while, and then I will kidnap him with a sword. ! Let him treat us as we go back!"

Under the moonlight, George was plotting, and the girl, whose body couldn't help but tremble, nodded.

"We've got it figured out!" George shouted.

Black Mask turned around and came back to the two of them, looking at them with interest.

"We have thought about it." George held the hilt of the sword on the ground and stood up slowly, "We accept the game...we have decided...we have decided..."

There were veins in George's hand holding the sword. After he stood up, he was less than two meters away from the black mask. The black mask seemed to have moved closer in order to hear George clearly.

George stared at the black mask, his eyes suddenly filled with fierceness, "She will die!"

George suddenly swung the sword towards the side of his body, and the extremely sharp blade instantly cut Laurie's neck!

Blood splattered!

Originally preparing to stand up quickly, Laurie covered her neck and fell to the ground, but the tip of her sword had already penetrated George's neck from bottom to top.

This couple never trusted each other from the beginning.

interesting…

Watching the two people gradually lose their vitality, Black Mask picked up two swords respectively.

There was no need to wipe it at all. The two famous swords had already absorbed the blood stained on the swords.

Not only did they bleed, but their lives were also taken away.

Jiang Gan put Mo Xie back into the sword box, Qing Huai returned to the car expressionlessly and took off his mask.

Brandon, whose hair was shaved again, followed the car door. After listening to Qinghuai's instructions, he closed the car door for Qinghuai.

"Let's go." Qing Huai said to Sarah Jane.

General Mo Xie's Sword Spirit Trial mission has started, but it's a little different from the first time.

This trial has two directions. One is to sacrifice the love tokens of seven pairs of true lovers.

This direction seemed very simple, but Qinghuai discovered the difficulty after doing it.

He couldn't find anyone who could meet the standards of true love in Sword Spirit's heart. He tried many times and couldn't even find a couple.

In this world, true love is a rare thing.

There is another direction, which is to sacrifice the lives of 49 [-] couples or couples.

In comparison, the second one is easier to complete.

The system has reminded that the two directions will not affect the future power of the general Mo Xie, but will only affect the character of the sword spirit.

After trying the first method but it didn't work, Qinghuai decided to switch to the second method and made rapid progress.

For him now, taking human life is not even a threshold.

As the night grew darker, Qinghuai closed the trial panel, sat in the car and looked outside.

I don’t know why, but I feel like the moon tonight is... extraordinarily red...

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