Marvel's My Name is Wang Xiaoming

"Will there ever be a day when we can live in peace?"

Lorna looked at Wang Xiaoming's leaving figure and murmured to herself.

If Wang Xiaoming were still here, he would definitely say that this was unlikely to happen. Even if there wasn't Magneto among the mutants, it's unlikely that this would happen.

This is because of human nature. When there are beings more powerful than themselves around them, they will be afraid, worried, and anxious. They have the desire to become stronger.

Human beings are accustomed to being at the top of the food chain.

Less than ten minutes after Wang Xiaoming walked out of the door, he suddenly felt a little regretful. Although he wanted to look for information about Dogs and Scorpio weirdos, he had no idea how to find it.

I took out my phone and checked the time. It was exactly 8pm. It was neither early nor late. Why not just find a bar and sit for a while? Maybe I could gain something from it.

After all, the bar is complex, with people from all walks of life, so there should be a lot of information flowing.

Just as he said, Wang Xiaoming raised his head and looked around. He suddenly saw a bar at the end of the street, raised his legs and walked forward.

Before he reached the bar, he saw a red figure rushing out of the bar and running towards the street on the right. The speed was so fast that he had time to see the red figure clearly. Judging from this situation, he must be being hunted by someone, Wang Xiaoming thought silently.

As expected, as soon as the red figure disappeared, a group of men in black rushed out of the bar, holding samurai swords in their hands. They were all dressed up like ninjas. There were about 40 people.

Hand ninja?

Wang Xiaoming frowned and looked at the ninjas disappearing into the darkness. In the Marvel world, who dress up like ninjas and dare to pursue people in such a big way, who else but the Hand, a group of killer organizations that are not afraid of death.

But who are these guys chasing?

The only ones who dare to go against these guys in Hell's Kitchen should be Iron Fist, Daredevil, Jessica Jones, and Luke Cage from the Defenders.

Well, no, there should be one more punisher who is ruthless and doesn't say much. If he encountered a killer organization like the Hand, he would definitely kill him in one word.

So no need to think too much about the guy who just ran over, he is definitely Daredevil Matt Murdock.

After thinking of this, Wang Xiaoming immediately chased towards the place where the ninjas disappeared. He was still very concerned about the first person in the Marvel world who came to see him.

With Wang Xiaoming's current physical fitness, even if he has not transformed, his speed has definitely reached the limit of human beings after three energy-strengthened bodies.

Maybe after absorbing energy a few more times, he could break through this limit and become a little superman. With this kind of physical fitness, Wang Xiaoming moved very fast and caught up with the black-clad ninjas of the Hand in more than a minute.

Seeing the group of ninjas jumping on the roof and chasing people like he used to watch on TV, he wanted to laugh. He was really Naruto.

After chasing for about ten minutes, the ninjas stopped and stopped chasing. It turned out that at some point, a group of ninjas ran in front of Daredevil and blocked his way.

Two teams of ninjas attacked from the front and back, surrounding Daredevil. Their silver swords shone with an icy cold light in the darkness.

Wang Xiaoming hid in the dark and watched everything quietly.

Daredevil gasped for air, holding his bloody right arm. Three visible bone scars extended from the shoulder to the back of the hand. Drops of red blood kept dripping from his fingers to the ground, like rain. He looked at these black ninjas with ugly expressions. If he hadn't been injured by the monster, how could these unconscious things have hurt him.

Thinking of the monster that hurt him, it couldn't be considered a human being. The eyes dominated by killing and death seemed to destroy everything in the world.

"Daredevil, you have brought us so much trouble, and now you are finally going to die in our hands." When the ninjas of the Hand saw that Daredevil was so seriously injured, a ninja who seemed to be the leader said coldly.

After the ninja finished speaking, the katana in his hand struck at Daredevil as fast as a bolt of lightning.

If this knife hits, he will definitely not die but only have half his life left. And Daredevil, who now has almost half a life, will really die after receiving this knife.

"boom"

The katana fell apart and fell to the ground in pieces.

Just as the katana was about to fall on Daredevil, a white light flew over like a bullet, shattering the katana in the hand of the Hand ninja.

"who"

All the ninjas looked at the direction of the light bullets with caution, and Daredevil listened carefully with curious ears. Originally, he was ready to die, but now it seems that there has been a turn for the better.

"dong dong"

I saw a barcode man in pink armor walking out step by step in the darkness. He was holding something like a pistol in his hand. It was obvious that he had fired the beam bullet just now.

"I said you are really shameless. So many people bully an invisible disabled person, and one of them is injured. Has your bushido spirit been eaten by dogs?"

Wang Xiaoming walked up to the ninjas. The gun in his hand transformed into a black sword. He held the hilt in his right hand and held the blade in his left hand.

"Go ahead, finish him off."

The black-clothed ninja spoke, and five or six ninjas immediately raised their samurai swords and slashed at Wang Xiaoming.

bang bang

Facing these shining blades, Wang Xiaoming didn't even think about dodging. With the thickness of the decade's armor, such attacks were completely useless.

But these ninjas were in a worse situation. They slashed Wang Xiaoming once, and Wang Xiaoming slashed them directly to the ground.

Seeing this, the black-clothed ninja leader waved his samurai sword, and all the ninjas rushed towards Wang Xiaoming fearlessly.

"You really are not afraid of death."

Wang Xiaoming looked at these ninjas with cold faces and boiling murderous intent. For these crazy ninjas who only know how to kill, the only option is to kill them completely.

"Well, let's count your sins, but I think your sins are countless."

Wang Xiaoming pointed at the ninjas who had gathered together, and he drew a card into the drive.

"ride booker"

White light covered Wang Xiaoming's body and sword, turning into a white lightning that passed through all the Hand ninjas.

bang bang bang

There was a series of explosions like firecrackers in the air, and all the ninjas exploded instantly, turning into ashes and disappearing without a trace.