Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

Tonight was still Kingpin's alone time in his favorite restaurant.

Whether subordinates or friends, they were all called to do things by Kingpin. Today, he was the only one.

He is waiting for someone, someone who is destined to come, someone who is difficult to avoid, someone who has to face him.

Opening a bottle of treasured wine and looking out the window at the moonless rainy night, Jin Bin's eyes were dim and uncertain.

There was a rumble of thunder, and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground suddenly came from the roof.

Ta, Ta, Ta...

Immediately, heavy footsteps sounded. Jin Bin picked up the wine glass and stared at the top of the stairs coldly.

The footsteps are getting closer, closer...

A foot wrapped in heavy black and red ironwork finally stepped on the uppermost staircase. It slowly buried itself, with a dull sound, and slowly lifted the black and red heavy armored knight whose whole body was surrounded by blue and black smoke. Revealed in front of Kingpin.

"Hello, Kingpin."

He raised the same smoking iron hand, and the same dull voice came out from the black and red heavy armor: "I found you."

…………

Carrying a huge weapon on his back, wearing battle-damaged black and red armor, surrounded by frivolous blue smoke...

Roland's appearance this time seemed different from before.

Kingpin acted very calmly. He even poured Roland a glass of wine as if nothing had happened when Roland sat on the chair opposite him and made the chair creak.

"This is one of my best collections."

Kingpin pushed the wine glass in front of Roland: "The 1847 Chateau Di King, one of the pinnacle works of Bordeaux."

"Okay. Do you have a straw?"

Roland, like Kingpin, acted very indifferently, just like two old friends meeting to reminisce.

Anyway, no matter what, the result is already determined, so there seems to be nothing wrong with enjoying the process.

"Haha, Roland, it seems that since you successfully escaped on a rainy night like today, until today, you are different every day."

Pointing to the small windmill on Roland's head, Jin Bing said, "I know this."

After that, he pointed to the green smoke that was still lingering around Roland: "What is this?"

"Ah, this."

Roland turned his head, blew away the smoke on his shoulders, and said calmly: "I was struck by lightning just now."

"……what?"

"Thunder. That, lightning, click, click, click...haven't you ever been to school? Rain clouds have positive and negative charges, and then they collide..."

"Hey, okay, okay, okay!"

Kingpin shook his head, knitted his eyebrows together, drank a large gulp of the wine in the glass, lowered his head and silently recited a few words about positive and negative poles, and suddenly sneered.

"Oh, it really is you, it's really you."

Immediately, he raised his head and the smile on his face disappeared: "I originally thought that you and I should be the same people. We are both bad people, bad people with ideals, goals, execution ability, and destructive power.

But, now I finally figured it out. You are not a bad person, you are an evil person, a chaotic evil person. "

Roland was still poking the straw into the wine bottle, sucking it into his mouth along the breathing grille of the mask. Hearing Jin Bin's words, he tilted his head curiously: "Isn't that the same thing?"

"Of course, it's different..."

Jin Bing raised his eyes and said slowly: "Those people are afraid of me because they know that I have the ability and the courage to hurt them.

So, to them, I'm the bad guy.

But they also need me, because not all good people in this world, or some people want to be seen as good people in the eyes of others, but also want to enjoy the benefits brought by bad people breaking the rules. "

Lowering his upper body, Kingpin pressed his hands on the table and pressed forward: "The Big Apple needs Manfredi. Without Manfredi, we need a Kingpin."

"Go on, I'm listening."

"But you are different."

Kingpin sat back down and put an unknown smile on his face again.

"When those people are still good people, they need me to be a bad person. Because the existence of bad people can not only reflect the good people, but also bad people like me can stand on the side of the good people.

When everyone is on a sinking ship, good or bad, and everyone wants to be rescued, the good guy will unite with the bad guy, because he knows that the bad guy doesn’t want to die either, and what’s even better is that the bad guy also knows this.

Therefore, at times like this, good people, bad people, morals, laws... all become blurred.

but! You are different! "

Kingpin said this for the third time.

"You are a villain! You are neither on the good side nor the bad side.

You only stand for yourself.

So you kill bad guys, not because you want to be good, you just want to.

So you will also kill good people, because in your eyes, there is no difference between some good people and bad people, and you don't need evidence to prove this.

You will be the common enemy of both good and bad people. Because we know that when there are good guys and bad guys on that ship at the same time, and you are there, no one knows what you will do.

Maybe, while everyone is rowing, you might smash the oars and use them to make a fire to keep warm.

So one day, you will die miserably, Roland. You will be abandoned by this world! "

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

It was a little uncomfortable to clap while wearing iron gloves, and the sound was neither crisp nor pleasant, but it still couldn't hide Roland's approval.

To be honest, Roland himself understood this truth, but he couldn't sum it up.

"Beautiful! Well said! I don't even want to kill you anymore."

Then, Roland spread his hands and said, "But whether you agree or disagree has nothing to do with me."

"Look, you're always like this! That's just the way you are!"

"Because, I just like this, this is the kind of person I am~"

One person was so angry that veins were popping up on his temples, while the other person was calm and continued to slurp on the straw. The two people were clearly sitting at the same table, but they seemed to be from two different worlds.

The squeaking sound finally became quieter. When Roland couldn't take the next sip of wine no matter how he adjusted the position of the straw at the bottom of the bottle, he sighed and put down the bottle.

"This thing has been stored with me for a long time."

Roland took out a transparent cube from behind his waist and gently placed the small box containing Jinpin's heart on the table.

"You didn't wait for so long just to hurt my heart with your words."

"of course not."

Kingpin looked at his heart beating strongly, and couldn't help but touch his chest: "That Spider-Man kid is your friend. Now, he should have got into a fight with those freaks from the Hand. ”

Leaning down again, Jin Bin said coldly: "What do you think about using his life in exchange for mine?"

"Huh? Hahahahahaha!"

Roland suddenly laughed loudly.

Raising his hand, he pushed the cube in front of Jin Bin.

"Kimpin. Don't let me look down on you."

Kingpin's face suddenly became as dark as water. Just as he was about to say something, the door was pushed open from the outside. Wesley, covered in rain, stood at the door and shook his head gently.

"It seems that the outcome of tonight has been decided."

Kingpin picked up the box and put it in his chest.

"Yes. The child's fate has been decided, and so has yours."

Roland also stood up and walked to the middle of the empty hall with Kingpin.

"Do it?"

"Okay. Do it!!"

Thunder sounded, and the two men set off at the same time, rushing towards each other.