When Valoran meets the hero of American comics

"Da da da--"

Almost subconsciously, Jimmy activated his ability. The bullets that were about to penetrate the flesh and blood of the two people and beat them into sieves lost their forward kinetic energy and were suspended in the air under the control of some mysterious force.Mobile terminal m..

"what--"

As the operator glared and shouted angrily, the bullets that were as dense as raindrops twisted into a ball and turned into an irregular-shaped matte white metal ball that fell to the ground.

Due to channel and price issues, underground forces purchase bullets from private workshops, so most bullets are made of steel rather than copper.

"I didn't expect to meet my compatriots on the last trip. It's really a joyful thing!"

Two people, one tall and one short, came out of their hiding place, each holding a gun with a miniature charge filled with gunpowder smoke.

The speaker was a tall man with an unknown appearance. Staggered scars penetrated the entire cheek. When his lips moved, the twisted scars were like centipedes climbing on the skin.

He walks very slowly because his right foot is lame so much that it takes more effort to maintain balance.

"Yes, otherwise we give up this mission. The life of mutants is too hard and they should no longer kill each other."

The short man has a round figure and round cheeks. He looks kind and kind, especially when he smiles. His curved eyebrows hide his slightly smaller eyes deeper, just like the pot-bellied Buddha statues sold in Chinatown.

Hearing his words, Jimmy, who had just learned about his mutant identity, sighed with emotion and slightly let go of his inner worries until he heard a reminder from Sam: "Jimmy, be careful, that guy is 'Venomous Snake' Qui Da!"

As a senior gangster who joined a gang at the age of 12, although Sam only earned the nickname "Rat", his understanding of New York's underground forces is beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

After all, people who make a living in the underground forces "replace" very quickly, and it is common to have a rotation cycle of three days to catch up with each other.

So even though Sam is only 28 or 9 years old now, in terms of qualifications, he is the only member of the lower-level gang.

When Quetta debuted, he was known far and wide for having dirty hands and a dark heart. He would care about his fellow countrymen, which is almost like Kingpin doing a striptease in the Empire State Building.

Because he was so nervous, Sam didn't realize that he didn't open his mouth when he reminded his companion. The voice sounded directly from the other party's mind.

The reminder from his companion made Jimmy immediately tensed up. The metal ball at his feet flew up and blocked the direction that made his heart palpitate.

With two muffled sounds, the two finger bones that shot towards his heart were blocked by the extended metal shield. Jimmy, who had narrowly escaped death, did not bother to thank his companions for their reminder. Driven by anger and fear, he attacked Quetta and another mutant. Launched an attack.

The miniature submachine gun made of metal turned into a mud-like metal substance, spreading from the hands of the two men and wrapping around their necks.

The tall mutant snorted disdainfully, froze the metal sludge in his hand into a thick popsicle and threw it aside. He said to Quetta: "He's left to you, is that okay?"

Quetta didn't respond because his neck was already tightened by the metal ribbon condensing towards the ring.

Not long after, the short mutant who had been given high hopes by his companions fell heavily to the ground. His chest was bulging, his face was bruised, his eyes were bulging, and he looked like he was suffocated to death.

"..."

The mutant with the ability to freeze hummed and cursed a few slang words from his hometown, looked at Jimmy and the two of them warily, and turned into a crystal clear humanoid ice sculpture.

The flying metal thorns knocked away a lot of ice shards, but that was all. Jimmy lacked a systematic understanding of his abilities and had not gone through much practice. Facing the solid ice sculpture, he was helpless.

Just as he was about to call Sam and leave from his position on the other side, other changes occurred in the field.

The cold air spread from the location of the ice sculpture to the surroundings, and within a short time, white frost formed on the ground and walls.

The two people in summer clothes were shivering from the cold. Not to mention helping Sam away, if he didn't rub his shoulders and run away quickly, Jimmy doubted whether he could escape from here before going into shock.

"Boom-"

The metal ring tightly strangling Quetta's neck was broken. The fat man who fell to the ground shivered and got up, cursing at his companion who had turned into an ice sculpture: "You fucking want to freeze me to death!"

As he spoke, he took off his body as if taking off his clothes, and reappeared in front of several people as a bloody skeleton.

Jimmy took two steps back, looking warily at the two guys who had very different aesthetics from normal people, and secretly cursed the dwarf for his shamelessness.

Sure enough, it was just the wrong name and not the wrong nickname.

That guy named "Venomous Snake" is so damn sinister. If he hadn't been unable to bear it and got up from the ground, Jimmy, who had already regarded him as a dead man, would definitely have become another part of his resume in the underground world due to his negligence.

"I didn't expect that the super criminal 'Skeleton' and 'Venomous Snake' Quetta are actually the same person. So he is 'Iceman' Andrew?"

"Kingpin's three mutant thugs, oh, it should be two mutant thugs, why are they looking for two small characters like us?"

Jimmy looked at his companion beside him in surprise. His lips turned blue. It was obvious that the thin clothes and the increasingly cold environment had caused the self-regulation function of his endocrine system to fall into disorder.

But the more this happened, the brighter his eyes became, as if they were filled with blazing lights.

It wasn't the outward signs that surprised Jimmy, but the way Sam spoke.

He did not open his mouth, but looked silently at the enemy opposite. The sound appeared directly from the minds of several people without going through the signal conversion of the cochlea and auditory nerve.

"It turns out that the masked man who plunged the whole of New York into chaos is a visitor from another world."

"Because he was the first to find our boss, and that guy accepted Kingpin's bounty mission a few days ago, and used it to rip off the tiger skin of the 'Emperor of New York' in front of the masked man, so he caused him to The eradication or silencing of the 'Black Hawk Gang'."

"Sure enough, little people are small people, and if they cause harm to the fish in the pond, they will be completely destroyed."

The bald black man slumped on the ground stared intently at the "skeleton" that had shifted his attention. The words that appeared in their minds completely deviated from his previous speaking style. This was not surprising, because he was not guessing, but In relaying, relaying some kind of "information" that he observed and sensed from the "skeleton" consciousness, it may also be called "memory".

Tony Stark's behavior of asking the rescue army to convey his reputation has been reported to several powerful figures in the military. Knowing the secret, they did not stop it, but only increased the notoriety of the masked man and his status as a visitor from another world. Promote.

This will not only divert the public's anger away from the government, but also plant a thorn in the boy's heart: Look, the thugs you have always wanted to fight and disrupt the peace of your home are people from another world, so they are both different. "Miss Wei" in the world, is there some unexplainable malice in her kindness towards you?

Great plan, great ideas.

Unfortunately, their cognition and goals were wrong from the root, and the results they achieved naturally deviated from their inner expectations. This had nothing to do with their vision and thinking acuity, but was simply caused by information asymmetry.

Therefore, after all this work, apart from the masked man's identity and reputation as a "visitor from another world" beginning to spread, only the "fate master" or Yi has gained a large amount of "legendary value".

However, the lottery was only held once, because in the second lottery, the boy unexpectedly won the "memory expansion qualification". The maximum amount of memory with a full value of [-] became one million, making his dream of "ten consecutive games" further and further away. .

The item extracted was also very strange. It was a silver-white ribbon made of silk, with a thorn flower-like pattern embroidered on the frame with lavender silk thread.

With the precedent of "nature's friendship", Yi did not regard it as a pure handicraft. Instead, he kept it in his backpack and waited for an opportunity to let Wei or Jin take a look at it.

The identity of the mutants was exposed, so the escape routes chosen by Jimmy and Sam were to divert crowds and rescue troops. Therefore, they did not know the identity of the "masked man" and "visitor from another world", and it was even less likely that they would know about Kingpin. plan of.

Looking at his companion who suddenly awakened, and thinking of his extraordinary communication skills and the special performance of the "skeleton" that transferred the target of fear, how could Jimmy not know the source of the news Sam said.

The fear and fear flashed across his face, but in the end, the life-and-death friendship between the two took over. He controlled the metal shield to float beside the two of them, and stood sideways in front of Sam who was slumped on the ground.

At this time, Sam seemed to be completely unable to feel the biting cold air around him, and continued to talk on a conscious level.

"Everyone else is dead, only the two of us are left, but do you really think you can defeat us?"

"Quetta, this is the second time we have met. Of course, I don't think you will remember that you were a little person watching the excitement in the crowd on the roadside at that time."

"I am deeply impressed by you. Just to kill a tall white man, you would show weakness to the enemy first, then kneel down in tears and beg for mercy. When he was arrogant and proud, you penetrated him with the finger bone that he shot out. His throat."

"I'm not mocking you. On the contrary, I admire your caution and shamelessness."

"When I first joined a gang, I was only 12 years old, and I was still a hot-blooded age. I could not wait to rush into the White House and shoot the president in the head, so that people all over the United States would remember me."

"However, on the second day after I joined the gang, the boss who took a few of us out for a fight was hit in the head by a stray bullet. Blood and brains splashed all over my face next to him."

"From that time on, I understood that any false reputation is bullshit. Only by living can you be entitled to enjoy everything. Anyone who risks his life for US dollars is a complete fool."

"You are not a fool, Quetta, on the contrary, you are a smart man."

"If you let us leave, all you will lose is a negligible amount of banknotes, and you may not even lose anything at all."

"Everyone else is dead. The Black Hawk Gang has become history. Kingpin has no time to worry about the life and death of two gangsters, especially when New York City is so chaotic."

"But if you insist on forcing us to fight hard, the result is really hard to predict."

"Even if you win, you can kill both of us, but the price you have to pay is definitely not something that can be paid with US dollars."

"There are many mutants in New York City who want to hang out with Kingpin or have already become Kingpin's subordinates. How can you two get both fame and benefits?"

"In order to get hurt for a few pieces of paper, do you believe that the mutant thugs under you are all good gentlemen, or do you think that the Kingpin will miss a worthless subordinate because of his hard work and merit?"

Looking at the bald black man with bright eyes, "Skeleton" took two steps back to show his attitude of giving in.

In this form, he couldn't speak, so he had to answer in this way.

Sam, who was peering into Quetta's surface consciousness, sensed the other person's thoughts. His eyes did not shift in any way, and he still watched the guy called "Venomous Snake" with vigilance.

"Jimmy, let's go, go backwards, and go fast!"

Sam's voice only rang in Jimmy's mind. The Hispanic young man's expression remained unchanged, and the flying metal ring flew up from the ground, turned into an extremely thin wide metal piece and slid under Sam's body.

Jimmy shivered and stood in front of the metal piece, with an irregularly shaped shield in front of him.

When the ability was activated, the metal piece, which was so thin that it was difficult to see with the naked eye, hung slightly in the air, and the two people flew away with wary expressions.

"Skeleton" quietly watched the target escape without doing anything to stop them. Until the two figures completely disappeared, he silently picked up the skin bag on the ground and got in in an extremely strange way.

"Why didn't you stop them?"

The ice sculpture turned back into a scarred face with a ferocious expression. He looked at the fat man who was standing aside correcting his skin and asked coldly.

"You didn't stop me either!"

After replying, Quetta looked at Andrew with a smile, murderous intent flashed through the narrow slits in his eyes: "I can't do my best, you can clean up the mess."

Kingpin never relied on the so-called brotherhood and blueprints for controlling his men, but only for interests, interests that could make people lose their minds and even risk their lives.

As long as you are valuable, he will never hesitate to satisfy all your desires and needs, but when you are worthless, don't expect him to spare your life regardless of the old relationship.

In such an environment, everyone is vying to climb higher, because the higher the position, the more they can get.

Even between Quetta and Andrew, there is more wariness and calculation than the friendship they have known for many years. After all, it is far less practical for two people to share money than for one person to monopolize it. Like when they challenged the Bullseye position together but Quetta got away. Similarly, Andrew also wished that the poisonous snake would fight the two mutants, leaving him alone to finally stand up and solve everything.

"Look what you said, we are brothers!"

Andrew's tone was very natural, and anyone who heard it would think that the two of them were inseparable.

"Yes, we are good brothers."

Quetta smiled and dismissed the previous questioning, just like the other party did back then.

As the two thugs that Kingpin relied heavily on, Quetta and Andrew's income was not unreasonable. However, for Bullseye, who was far behind them, it was not enough.

Everyone wants more, especially when these benefits are obtained in exchange for their lives.

He is also a famous person in the underground world. How come you, Bullseye, can get more than the two of us combined?

Reluctantly, the two met to join forces to challenge Bullseye. At that time, Andrew was still a handsome young man, and his understanding of the darkness of society was not deep enough.

Therefore, he took the lead in making a sneak attack on Bullseye, thinking that his companions who were also hiding in the dark would seize the opportunity he created and carry out a decisive attack on him.

However, until his right ankle was shattered by an iron ring, and his face was carved with cross scars by the grinning bullseye, the sworn companion still did not appear.

Yes, how could he appear? Even after killing Bullseye and raising the reward, as a duo, the dollars they received were still divided between two people. How could they have a distribution method where the reward was lower but one person could keep it all?

Andrew, who wanted to understand, worked hard to survive. When he returned after recovering his strength and faced Quetta again, the young man who had grown up a lot did not roar like a loser, but very naturally agreed to the opponent's offer. And the words "How could I harm you, we are brothers", just like what Quetta is doing now.

"We haven't met these two, what do you think, Andrew?"

"Yeah, I haven't seen it."

The two looked at each other and smiled, but only they knew what their specific plans were.

……

"You've finally escaped. Come on, let me help you go. Let's leave New York now!"

Jimmy, whose body temperature gradually recovered, tried to pull up Sam, who was collapsed on the metal sheet, despite the weakness caused by overuse of his abilities.

"I might not be able to make it, brother!"

Sam's voice sounded in Jimmy's mind, and even if it was spiritual communication, he could hear the weakness and powerlessness revealed in his companion's bones.

The Hispanic young man's nose was slightly sore. How could he not see that the other person was already on his deathbed? However, he had no choice but to even think of going to the hospital to seek treatment.

At this time, the military's vigilance against mutants is at an absolute peak, and there are Jin Bin's forces secretly with evil intentions. If they really show up in front of others, being buried in the cemetery is already a sign of mercy for the two of them. .

"Stop using your powers, Sam, and talk!"

Gently patting the bald black man's cheek, Jimmy, who had no other options, could only use this method to keep his companion awake.

"Without my ability, I can't even speak now."

With a forced smile on his lips, Sam warned: "My legs are frozen to death. Leave me alone. Jimmy, you can run away by yourself, not from New York, but from the United States."

"Jin is not a guy who leaves things to chance. It's okay if he doesn't know the identity of us mutants. Once we find out, what awaits us will be a double hunt both overt and covert. We will leave the United States and go to China. I heard that mutants are treated there. Very good, when the time comes you..."

"No, we are not going to China, we are going to the East. Sooner or later, this debt will be settled with gold. When the time comes, I will cut off the legs of that ugly monster who froze your legs and give them to you to replace!"

Jimmy growled lowly, his bloodshot eyes making his vicious expression even more ferocious.

The closer a person is to life and death, the more a person's true nature is revealed. Wilson, who was sitting in the Corebo Building, did not know that at this time, a former insurance salesman was trying to take his life.

"It's up to you, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on until that time..."

"Don't say stupid things, Sam, you are the 'Master of Mind'!"

"Is this the nickname you gave me?"

"Yes, haven't you always envied Huaren and felt very inferior to your status as a gangster? Now you are also a master yourself."

"Fuck 'Master'!"

Sam tried his best to speak, but his weak body could no longer support him to continue using his abilities: "Have you ever seen a 'master' who can't even recognize 28 English letters?"

"Hahaha--"

Although tears were dripping down his cheeks, Jimmy laughed out loud.

As the tears fell faster and faster, he looked at his companion who was laughing but didn't understand the point of the laughter, and said with relief: "It's okay, I can't recognize it either."

"Let's go to the East. I'll carry you until I chop off that bastard's leg and give it to you!"

"Come on, I don't want the lame man's legs. If you have the time, you might as well make me a wheelchair and let you carry me. I'm afraid you'll sneak up on my butt while I'm sleeping!"

"You damn faggot, you want it to be pretty!"

With a smile and a curse, Jimmy's eyes were red and he picked up Sam, who didn't even have the strength to speak.

The black man's body was so heavy that he staggered, but he gritted his teeth and held on, carrying his companions step by step and escaping out of New York City.

"Don't sleep, Sam, be alert. The 'Master of Mind' who slept to death will become the laughing stock of all mutants."

"I told you...Master of Bullshit."

Because he wanted to save energy, Sam not only spoke in a low voice, but also omitted many laborious words. If he hadn't spoken in Jimmy's ear, the bearer might not have been able to hear his vague words.

"Why aren't you a master?" Jimmy racked his brains to attract the attention of his companions: "Can't you check other people's memories? Then find a few academic doctors and read and copy their memories together. Don't talk about masters. You want to be a professor. Everything works!”

"Professor... is a master." The black man lying on Jimmy's back murmured: "I will not probe your memory, Jimmy, not in this life. You don't have to be afraid of me."

"I fear you?"

Jimmy laughed and cursed: "I'm afraid you, a damn faggot, would slide down on purpose and push your lower body against my ass!"

Talking about the commotion, Sam somewhat cheered up his spirits. He looked at his companions who were staggering and felt a little puzzled: "Why do we have to go east!"

Jimmy didn't answer. The two had different opinions, which was caused by personality differences. He didn't want to argue with his good friend, especially when the other person was extremely weak.

"When we get to Dong, we will also build an organization. You will be the boss. If you feel anyone has bad intentions, tell me and I will deal with him!"

"Forget it, you should be the boss, I can't do it."

Sam also didn't want to argue about the destination, so he followed Jimmy's words and changed the topic.

"Drop it all!"

"Screw you, have you ever seen an organization with two bosses?"

"Our organization is right," Jimmy explained, carefully avoiding the search and rescue team in front of him: "I have already thought about it. From now on, our organization will be called the Brotherhood!"

ps: This chapter is finished, the first volume is over, and the second volume will start tomorrow.

Let me explain here, although I have updated once in the past two days, it is because the plot is not coherent and divided into chapters, and the volume has not decreased. Yesterday’s chapter was close to [-], and today’s chapter is close to [-].

Finally, thank you all for your continued support.

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