Marvel: I have conceptual skills!

"It's really interesting."

Wearing a purple striped suit, he stood tall on the rooftop, his manners were elegant and gentlemanly, his steps were calm and unhurried as if he looked down on everything.

He pursed his thin lips and stared with his flashing eyes in the direction where Charlotte and Jessica left.

His fingers tapped lightly on his trouser legs, and the purple man raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

Purple Man, whose real name is Zebdiah Kilgrave, was born in the former Soviet Union and is an ace agent of the KGB.

It all started when his superior assigned him a difficult task to steal nerve gas from a U.S. Army base.

As expected, an accident happened. He was discovered by American soldiers during the theft. During the pursuit, the American soldiers shot through the gas tank.

The released nerve gas engulfed everything, with Purple Man being the first to be hit, the gas causing his hair and skin to permanently turn purple.

Except for him, the American soldiers present suffered heavy casualties, and he was able to escape successfully.

After being safe, Purple Man discovered that the nerve gas not only made him different, but also gave him the superpower of releasing pheromones and commanding and controlling other people.

Before he could return to the Soviet Union, the Soviet Union collapsed unexpectedly, and the former ace agent became a homeless person.

Using his super powers, the Purple Man hides in the United States, unscrupulously controlling everything around him.

In this process, the desires in his heart grew unlimitedly, and he became insane and despised everything.

Jessica Jones is the prey he has recently started to focus on.

After a simple observation of an immature super-powered girl, the Purple Man wanted to take her away and make her his own collection.

And Charlotte, who happened to appear, and two members of the Hand naturally came into his sight.

"Master..." With a weird smile on his face, the sturdy black man walked to the top of the building, stood behind the purple man, and prostrated himself on the ground.

Without even glancing at the other party, the purple man asked:

"Tell me, what do you know about the Hand's actions?"

With a slightly struggling expression, the black man knocked his forehead to the ground and said:

“I only know that the Hand and Kingpin have teamed up, and that Madam Gao wants to make a sacrifice with blood and soul.

Allow dead ninjas to be resurrected in the bodies of super-powered people, giving birth to even more powerful forces.

Jessica Jones is one of our targets. According to intelligence, we know that she jumps very high. "

"Jumping very high?"

Zi Renke felt that Jessica had more than just this ability, and even the boy who had just taken her away didn't look that simple.

The agent had a hunch that the seemingly fragile boy was far more dangerous than Jessica.

This made Zi Ren even more interested, and he even temporarily postponed his plan to attack Jessica.

"The Hand? Just a bunch of stupid rabble!" said the purple man with disdain.

There was no room for the ugly old lady in his collection area.

The drug trade is not acceptable and the criminal gangs have no use for them. The so-called ninjas are all useless.

During these 16 years, he has manipulated countless people and even had the opportunity to overthrow the entire world.

He had seen extremely powerful super-powered people, and had fought against mentally tough, uncontrollable super-soldiers.

He understood that power is fleeting and immediate enjoyment is everything in survival.

He! Purple Man! Just wants to fall in love!

Knowing that his chosen prey had been targeted by the Hand, Zi Ren didn't mind causing them some trouble.

When Hank and You Lan arrived, the Purple Man had already left, and two police officers were found fainted in the car.

"Damn it!" You Lan hurried forward to check on the two people, and only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that they were both fine.

The two unconscious people were awakened and were also shocked. They knew nothing about what happened afterwards.

You Lan could only turn on the computer and check the surveillance.

However, the surveillance footage on the computer had been deleted, leaving only a brief clip.

That was a conversation between a strong white man and a strong black man.

"We can notify the higher-ups and launch an operation under the name of Life Returners..."

"Mrs. Gao will never give up on us..."

"Long live the Hand..."

Slightly stunned, hand-in-hand meeting?

You Lan was no stranger to this organization, as the Shuaihe Society had always been one of the key targets of their investigation.

However, You Lan was somewhat surprised that the massacre of the life returners in Arkham Sanatorium was actually the work of the Hand.

"The Hand? Madam Gao?" Hank frowned.

"Isn't this the same criminal gang we've been investigating? Why are they attacking Arkham and killing superpowered people?

Can we make the Super Power Person a unique product?"

"Heh~" Smith, who was traveling with him, sneered, calmly took off his sunglasses and began to inspect the scene.

He glanced at the non-confrontational scene, checked the computer whose videos had been deleted but intact, the back seat where the two criminals had sat and escaped, and the shoe prints on the hood of the police car.

Smith still had that confident smile on his face and asked:

"Officers, do you really remember nothing?"

The young police officer applied an ice pack to his forehead with a confused expression, while the old police officer replied with a dark face:

“Yes, I just remember that I had successfully arrested two people and detained them in the back seat.

My last impression was of the search of the jeep, and what happened after that... I don't know.

Maybe... I took some unknown drug in the jeep and fell into a coma, damn! These disgusting drug dealers."

"No~" Smith stared at him with a flickering look in his eyes and shook his head.

“I have a completely different view on this.

You two, the back door of the police car cannot be opened from the inside, someone must help them open the door, and the computer storing the surveillance is not easy to crack, and editing the video also takes time...

Do you really remember nothing?"

"Are you saying that we have joined the Shura Society?" The old policeman looked grim, as if he had been insulted.

Smith shook his head and said:

"On the contrary, I think not only did you not surrender to the Hand, but you were...under mind control..."

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