Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

It was not difficult to climb up to the maze on the upper floor. On this floor, there were a lot of marks left by Roland when he was searching for a path that only he could recognize, such as overalls, basketballs and so on. If you want to escape, you should be better. easy.

"Okay, now, throw that thing down."

What Roland was referring to was the weapon that Brother Tough Guy kept at the bottom of the box. Although no one knew how many boxes Brother Tough Guy had so far, the seemingly small but rare weapon was insured and had a hawk and skull painted on it. When the tough guy took it out with great care, everyone still believed in its power.

"This is something an old friend of mine gave me for testing."

The tough guy even said more than two words in one sentence: "To be honest, I don't know how powerful it is."

"Then don't you know it this time?"

Roland snatched the special bomb away. He looked at the eagle on it and showed a strange smile: "Hehehehe... So, this is a detonation device, right?"

The tough guy nodded, but before he could say anything, Roland pressed it down and was about to throw it down.

"Wait! Look!"

The little spider suddenly pointed at the altar below and shouted: "That finger is alive!"

What finger can be resurrected?

Roland held the big bomb with one hand, tilted his neck and looked down. There was indeed a person on the altar.

That was an old man who had been killed once by Roland and then blown up again.

But he did stand up now.

Even though there is a big hole in his chest, even though he has lost a piece of his waist, even though his neck is half broken and his head is "lying" crookedly on his shoulders...

But he was still standing there, as if he were alive.

"Wang Defa..."

The tough guy cursed in a low voice and glanced at the gun in his hand suspiciously. He now didn't quite believe that a gun could kill such a thing.

Suddenly, the "thing" moved. He took a step, and something that looked like a black stuffed bear or a cat with fried fur "popped out" from his severed neck.

"Fuck!"

Roland cursed, his eyes widened and he pointed downwards: "Look! There's an old man growing on that monkey's butt!!"

? ? ? ?

Little Spider wanted to say something, but he really couldn't connect with it.

but……

"Roland! It's going to explode!"

Little Spider reopened another topic, a topic that everyone cared about: "Bomb! Is it going to explode? You know... where are the people!"

This thing doesn't have a countdown or anything like that. Just when Little Spider wanted to ask Brother Tough Guy, when he turned around, Brother Tough Guy had already run far away.

Roland only reacted at this moment, and he panicked and wanted to throw the bomb in his hand into Gunsou's arms.

Gunsou:? ? ?

Despite his poor eyesight, the old man had really good legs and feet. He ran away like flying and even caught up with Daredevil.

Okay, okay, you all run pretty fast!

Just as he was about to curse, Roland felt something pulling out his trousers. When he lowered his head, the "thing" had crawled over at some point, and the thing that came out of his neck gradually took on physical form. a feeling of.

"Ah."

Taking out his lighter and lighting a cigarette, Roland exhaled the smoke on the dark thing. He calmly took out the bomb from his arms and stuffed it into the thing with force. In the broken neck.

"Bye~"

With a gentle wave of his hand, Roland kicked the thing back to the altar with a big flying kick, and then ran away like flying.

In about ten seconds, the bomb exploded.

boom……!

........................

In the thick but soft soil, a hand suddenly stretched out from the surface. Half a minute later, the little spider crawled out of the soil. After taking a few deep breaths, he quickly walked towards the vaguely churning soil next to him, and he was in a hurry. After digging, Daredevil was dug out of the soil.

"Pull me out, quickly! My master is still down there!"

It's really like pulling out a carrot, but it's much scarier than pulling out a carrot. After all, on a night like this, a few guys in strange clothes and covered in mud crawl out of the soil. It's a scary thing to think about.

"Where's Roland?"

"I am not sure."

Daredevil still feels like something is constantly surging in his stomach, his chest is even more painful and stuffy, and his ears are constantly buzzing. He knows that this is caused by the multiple injuries caused by the shock wave of the explosion tonight. result.

Fortunately they ran fast, fortunately they were close enough to the ground and were not buried too deep, and fortunately they were not ordinary people.

otherwise……

"Roland...I didn't hear his voice..."

Although his ears are now full of dirt and buzzing, Daredevil is still trying hard to use his abilities to search for clues about Roland.

If there hadn't been Roland today, they might have been killed by that weird thing... It should be [Black Sky], well, Black Sky, it would kill everyone.

"Roland is probably dead."

The tough guy is indeed a tough guy. His words are as simple as gold, but his words are very powerful when he speaks.

"Will not!"

The little spider was also suppressing his symptoms of vomiting, dizziness and tinnitus. He walked a few steps to the side, knelt on the ground and started digging.

Although the tough guy said something cold and hurtful, he didn't say anything sorry after the little spider started digging. He just took out a small folding shovel from somewhere. After taking a deep breath, he also He dug in without saying a word.

Ugh……

Daredevil sighed silently, took out his knife from behind, threw one to Spider-Man, and then started digging himself.

Although Gunsou had a dispute with Roland and it was very unpleasant, this was not the time to care about it.

However, he is just an ordinary person. He is still old and frail and blind. Let alone digging the earth, he has been bombed a few times today and buried under the earth for such a long time. It is already good that the old man is still awake now.

He is lying down.

He is digging.

He is also digging.

He is also digging.

He is also digging.

He is also digging.

Ok?

The old man who was lying on the ground in a daze suddenly woke up.

Why...there is the sound of digging up and down, left and right? !

Above the head is the spider, on the left is the silent one, and not far below is his apprentice Matt...

Who is digging the soil on his right?

Why did this soil come up on me? !

"Woohoo, just go like this ~ Oh ~ Who's the second uncle ~"

"Roland——?!!"

"what?"

"Who?"

"where?"

"Ok?"

Suddenly, five people and six eyes looked at each other, and everyone was stunned.

Until Roland scratched his head in embarrassment, put down the leg armor in his hand, shook the soil, and pressed it back on his calf.

"Ha, what's that? It's such a coincidence that you are also digging the soil. Haha, it's nothing. I thought you were going to bury the old man after he died."

"I won't die even if you die!"

"Tch, that's what I'm saying. If you don't accept it, lie down in the dirt for half an hour and see who crawls out first. How dare you!"

"Childish, stupid!"

"Are you smart? Why are you so smart and you don't even know it even after I buried my legs in your lap?"

"you--!"

"Okay, okay, you two, stop talking. I'm begging you."

Daredevil's legs went weak and he sat on the ground, waving his hands repeatedly with a look of helplessness on his face.

After all, they all survived, which is great.

At this time, his heart was completely relieved. He felt that his breathing was smoother, his heart was no longer depressed, his ears didn’t hurt, his chest wasn’t stuffy, and his stomach wasn’t…

"vomit!"

"No, when I hear this sound... vomit!"

"Don't...vomit!"

"vomit!"

"Hua Q! I'd rather stay in the dirt and come out later!"

Roland cursed bitterly and lit another cigarette for himself.

"vomit!"