Marvel's Antiheroes

On the way home, Duke felt very comfortable and lazy, but there was a steady stream of strength under his feet, making his steps become more brisk.

Duke was back on Eighth Avenue in about two-thirds of the time it took him to arrive.

Seeing that there was no one around, Duke walked through the front door and returned home along the stairs. He didn't even take a shower. He just stuffed the sweatshirt stained with blood into the washing machine and threw himself directly on the bed.

At this time, the fatigue accumulated from not having deep sleep for more than ten days also surged up, causing him to fall into a deep sleep immediately.

In his sea of ​​consciousness, the yang energy of life and the yin energy of death fought and merged with each other, creating a special aura that spread towards Duke's body.

Chaos is divided into yin and yang.

And when yin and yang come together, it will naturally return to chaos.

So let's call this breath the breath of chaos, which is quite appropriate.

The level of this chaotic energy is quite high.

After all, the yang energy of life and the yin energy of death can be regarded as innate energy and original power.

The combination of the two is not a one plus one approach, but a fusion and upgrade approach.

Being slowly nourished by this chaotic energy, Duke felt comfortable all over in his sleep.

While Duke was happily enjoying a deep sleep, Franco's gang was in a state of chaos.

Ten minutes after Duke left the murder scene, five members of the Franco Gang walked out of the Dragon Fang and walked into the alleyway talking and laughing.

"Hmm, the smell of blood"

A gangster stopped suddenly, took a few quick breaths, and walked towards the corner where Duke's body was hidden.

"Pulido Pulido was killed"

As the Mexican guy with a keen sense of smell shouted, several people gathered around him.

Not long after, the bodies of Pulido and the other three were sent to the Demonic Dragon Fang.

The boss of the Franco Gang, Aquino Franco, looked at the three corpses with a livid face and listened to the report of his subordinate Snake Eyes.

"According to the situation at the scene, the three Pulidos should have been killed in that corner. The killers used military bayonets and fists. I asked the surrounding residents, and some people said they heard several screams an hour ago. The interval is very short, indicating that the fighting time is very short.”

Aquino muttered: "There is nothing else."

"No more." After La Yun answered, he paused and said hesitantly, "I suspect that they may have done this."

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"They, they gave Kingpin a headache." La Yun walked to Pulido's body, opened his clothes, pressed the fist mark on the body's belly, and pulled out an ntrack2 straight-handled saber from the outside of his thigh. Inserted.

"Boss, please see, Pulido's liver has been broken, which means the punch was very powerful. In fact, he was already dead before his neck was broken. I doubt the punch was so powerful."

Aquino frowned tightly: "You mean that guy from Iron Fist has been doing Hand affairs in Hell's Kitchen? How could Pulido mess with him? Damn it?"

Aquino walked back and forth angrily and said bitterly: "Even those few bed bugs, our Franco Gang are not afraid of them. This is Brooklyn, not Hell's Kitchen. Luck, you go tell Zeta and let him They brought heavy snipers and ambush them at various commanding heights."

Iron Fist is called Danny Rand, and he is one of the weakest members of the superhero alliance The Defenders. The other members include Wonder Man Luke Cage, Jessica Jones, and the famous Daredevil also called Daredevil Matomo Doc.

Without the knowledge of both Duke and Iron Fist, the latter took the blame for the former.

"Why do I feel an inexplicable sense of relief?" At 6:30 in the morning, Duke, who had been in deep sleep for more than three hours, got up from the bed, mumbled, and walked to the closet, preparing to take some clean clothes to take a shower. .

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Duke looked at the cabinet door in his hand and felt a little pained.

With just a slight pull, the cabinet door was pulled down. It seems that there are many inferior products from Laomei.

He shook his head, used his free left hand to grab a few pieces of clothing and threw them on the bed, then put the cabinet door back in place and patted it gently.

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With a loud bang, he slapped the cabinet door and squeezed it into the closet.

"This" Duke couldn't help scratching the back of his head, looking at the miserable cabinet door, lost in thought.

Could it be that my strength has become stronger again?

He reached out and grabbed the corner of the cabinet door, pulled it out, looked at it, threw it aside, and went to the open kitchen next to the living room.

Just pick up a stainless steel spoon and apply a little force, and the spoon suddenly turns into a ninety-degree "angle iron".

You know, this is not the thin iron spoon that Duke gave away when buying half a watermelon in his previous life, but a pure steel spoon that is three to four millimeters thick. Even if Duke could bend it before, he would never do this. easy.

After straightening the spoon, Duke extended his claws to the stainless steel spoon and stainless steel spatula.

Finally he was sure that his strength had indeed increased.

In fact, he had already expected the increase in strength, but what he didn't expect was just the magnitude of the increase.

But considering that he had killed three people and absorbed their death energy, it was normal to gain more strength.

As a man in two lifetimes, one of Duke's greatest strengths is his big heart.

So he whistled and walked into the bathroom carrying a change of clothes.

"Hey, I remember being hit hard on the head yesterday. I didn't expect that I didn't even have a bag."

In the bathroom, Duke looked in the mirror and looked at the left side of his forehead. Yesterday, the bald Pulido hit it hard with the handle of his gun. After being repaired by the energy of chaos, it had become very smooth.

After taking a shower, a refreshed Duke went to the rooftop and practiced the Yang style Tai Chi hammer taught by his father for a while.

In fact, in addition to teaching him the Tai Chi hammer, his father also taught him the seventy-two Yang Style Tai Chi postures.

However, compared to the strong and unforged Tai Chi Hammer, the "soft" seventy-two postures completely failed to arouse Duke's interest in learning.

Moving hammer, elbow hammer, body-skimming hammer, crotch hammer, and planting hammer.

This is the Five Hammers of Yang Style Tai Chi practiced by Duke.

Each hammer is a unique power-generating technique that can gather one's own and even the enemy's power to burst out with powerful lethality. It is a real killing technique.

As his physical fitness improved significantly, Duke felt that he was becoming more and more comfortable with the Tai Chi Hammer, especially the Zai Hammer that he practiced best, which means "vigorous".

This gave him the feeling of seeing all the small mountains at a glance, and he wanted to shout "Who else?"

However, the memory of his previous life jumped out in time and poured countless basins of cold water on him.

Not to mention Thanos who snaps his fingers.

Not to mention the gods in Asgard.

But on the earth, there are countless masters, masters, masters, strong men, strong men, strong men who can crush themselves to death.

Iron Man, The Mandarin, X-Men, Brotherhood of Mutants, Madame Gao, The Kingpin and so on.

And right in this Eighth Avenue, there is an emerging gang called the Inner Demon Gang. Their official members have super resilience similar to the immortal body.

If anyone comes out at random, it will be difficult to deal with him.

Thinking of this, Duke wiped away a cold sweat. This world is so dangerous.

It seems that I still have to work hard to kill people and improve my strength.

He didn't want to wait for Thanos to snap his fingers and find out what kind of 50 he was.