The days when I was making trouble in American comics

Blackwater River Prison, in a luxurious single room.

Kingpin was pacing back and forth quickly, with a gloomy expression, as if he was waiting for some news.

It had been a week since he last saw the man who called himself "Tian".

That day, when Kingpin appeared in front of his men in full majesty, all resistance to seize power and territory ended. Anyone who dared to stretch his claws was violently dealt with by him, just as the French people welcomed back Napoleon.

After showing his worth to Emperor Shitian, Jinpin relied on his intricate network of connections and influence to help Emperor Shitian and prayed in exchange for strength. However, Emperor Shitian just said that he would wait until he came back. As a result, he waited until now. .

After knowing that the outside world was too dangerous, Jin Bin rushed back without stopping. Although the strict security here was ineffective even for those strong men, it could at least bring him some sense of security.

"I really like it here, where is that person?"

Kingpin thought as he paced.

"Kingpin, you have a phone."

The prison guard knocked on his door and said.

Hearing this, Jin Bin's face was happy, but he disappeared immediately, because if nothing happened to Emperor Shitian, according to his promise, he would have come directly without invitation.

As for the credibility of the strong, Jin Bin hoped that he had it, otherwise he would not be able to reason.

"There was a fire in your Fisk Building. We went up to take a look. There were many signs of fighting. It is said that the military even fired missiles here at that time..."

"Strength, I need strong strength."

Listening to the report of his subordinates on the phone, Kingpin's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot. He hung up the phone and walked out of the visiting room.

Human flesh and blood cannot withstand missiles, no matter how strong they are, Jin Bin thought as he walked back. He thought that the chance of survival of Emperor Shitian was zero, even if he was the strongest person he had ever seen.

Quickly returning to his luxurious single room, Jinpin began to do today's exercise, his fists falling on the sandbag like raindrops, and his body swayed.

For a while, muffled sounds kept coming.

He did it not only to vent his inner anger and depression, but also for strength.

Tread!

Another burst of footsteps.

Jin Bin stopped punching and followed the sound. He hoped it was Emperor Shitian, because he still owed him a request.

Unfortunately, it was not Shakten, but a man with short silver hair and a blue uniform, dressed as a middle-aged priest.

At the same time, Chen Shu looked at the card introduction in the system panel.

[Golden Rare Card: Goenitz]

[Introduction: Shibuki Arashi, the leader of the Four Heavenly Kings of Orochi]

[From: "The King of Fighters"]

[Ability: Power of the Orochi (Wind), Fighting Skills]

[Evaluation: For the big snake, he can give everything. 】

"There is the aura of a strong man who has stayed here. It's rude to come here without permission. Who are you?"

In the prison, the pastor in blue closed the Bible in his hand, bowed slightly, and spoke politely.

"Fake!"

Jin did not respond. Instead, he laughed ferociously and punched the blue priest with all his strength, aiming at the head, as if he wanted to kill the stranger directly.

Because he felt that his place had become a public toilet, and someone was going to come over and sit on his head to shit.

"you are too slow!"

A small whirlwind emerged at Goenitz's feet. He made a knife with his hands, easily dodged Jin Bin's fist, pierced his chest, and raised it casually.

A horrifying scene, like skewering candied haws on a stick, with Goenitz's hand running through it.

The air continued to be compressed, and the severe pain tore through Jin Bin's consciousness. He could feel his life passing by. He was afraid, with blood dripping from his mouth, and said feebly, "I am willing to surrender to you, great Strong man, I need strength."

"Power? Come on, please pray to God, haha!"

Cutting open his arm, Goenitz injected the serpent's blood into Jin Bin's wound, and then pulled out his arm.

boom!

Throwing Kingpin to the ground, Goenitz watched his physical changes with interest. This guy was as desperate as Lucar Bernstein, but whether he could do it or not still depended on himself.

"Hoho~"

After a while, after a groan of pain like a beast, Kingpin's transformation was over. To Goenitz's surprise, he managed to push through, and the big hole in his chest had now been filled.

Crack clap!

He clenched his fist and squeezed the air loudly. Kingpin felt the abundant power in his body. This was a wonderful start that he had never had before. He opened his mouth and smiled silently. With a look of madness on his face, he took off his clothes. The sweaty blue prison uniform on his body looked at Goenitz slightly provocatively.

"May God bless you."

Appreciation flashed in Goenitz's eyes. This guy's willpower was stronger than steel, and he was able to remain silent just now after being infected by the blood of the serpent.

"The envoy of God is here, but you need my help with something?"

Suddenly, Jin Bin's eyes regained clarity, he lowered his head and said respectfully.

Kingpin knew that the person in front of him was not a match for him. A drop of blood could bring him back to life, and at the same time give him the powerful power he had dreamed of.

And he desires to receive more blood and gain stronger power.

"When someone comes to you with a coin like this, please help him. This is God's command."

A coin was thrown in front of Kingpin by Goenitz, accompanied by a gust of gray wind.

"Yes, envoy, as you wish. Priest?"

Kingpin said, then he picked up the coin and read the letters on it without realizing it.

When Kingpin looked up again, he found that Goenitz had disappeared.

a long time.

He laughed, now, maybe it's time to go out.

Farewell, cage!

……

Night, Hell's Kitchen, in an abandoned warehouse.

Several figures stand here.

"Everyone, as Nick said, the world is in danger. Maybe we should unite together, but it will not be led by SHIELD, but by ourselves..."

Matt is healed, his tights and headgear are new, and he's chatting.

"Where's Jessica? Why didn't he come?"

Luke Cage looked around, he was still a little jealous of Jessica who saved him.

"It probably won't come. I agree with your idea, Matt. You must know that Emperor Shakti will come soon. We must deal with him together. We will never be his opponent if we fight alone."

Danny crossed his arms and nodded.

"Maybe. But it is undeniable that what they said is right. We are all a group of weaklings who stick together for warmth. My suggestion is to allow SHIELD to join. Otherwise, is it up to us?"

Frank said decadently, pouring a bottle of vodka into his mouth.

His body was covered with bandages, and he didn't even wear a skull body armor today, and he was still limping when he walked. Under the attack of the thousand blades of the magic knife, he was almost a cripple, and he might not even be able to hold a gun steady.