The true story of murder in the Marvel world

Among the honeycomb-like buildings in the slum, there is a tall building that is incompatible with the surrounding low, dilapidated houses.

This building is divided into several stepped floors, and on each floor there are vicious gang members armed with various types of firearms, patrolling back and forth in the corridors.

In the middle of their uniform black uniforms, without exception, there is a red skull logo.

This is the base of the Skeleton Gang, one of the three major gangs in Mexico City. The high barrier wall separates this place from the lowly poor people in the outside world, forming an obvious gap between the rich and the poor.

At this moment, several pickup trucks covered by tarpaulins drove into the partition wall and entered the Skeleton Gang base after verifying the driver's identity.

After the vehicle stopped in the backyard, several strong men with guns came over and lifted the tarp on the back of the pickup truck, revealing many robbed women inside.

There were five or six women crammed into the back of each pickup truck, and there were almost more than 20 women in total. The frightened expressions on these women's faces and the different skin colors all revealed that they came from various countries, even Asia.

These women were basically deceived and smuggled into Mexico, and then forcibly brought here. In the future, they will become nothing more than physical money-making machines for the gangs. Maybe they will never be able to leave for the rest of their lives. When they are too old to accept customers anymore, their lives will be The end of the world, the woman who was deceived and smuggled over will only have this tragic end.

When the pickup trucks were parked, all the searchlights in the backyard suddenly turned on collectively, shining on the faces of these women so that they could not open their eyes and could only moan helplessly because their hands, feet, and mouths were all covered. Blocked.

Then a man wearing a white suit and holding a cane limped over, pinched the face of one of the women with his hands, and showed a lewd smile. He was the leader of the Skeleton Gang, McCarthy.

"Boss, this batch of goods is very good, isn't it? Our insiders in other countries have spent a lot of effort to trick them into coming here."

A wretched-looking person in charge of trafficking got out of the passenger seat of a leading truck and trotted up to McCarthy with a smile.

"Well, let's make it work. There is actually a Japanese woman here. I heard that their skin is delicate and smooth, much better than the thick-boned women in the West. Take her to my room later."

McCarthy patted the fair face of a woman wearing a Japanese kimono, which made her tremble so much that she couldn't stop.

"Boss, on the way back just now, I saw the stinky girl who tried to steal our gang's goods and finally ran away to join our rival gang sitting on the roadside. I also captured her by the way, hehe."

The wretched man waved his hand, and two of his men walked to the back seat of a pickup truck and dragged a girl out of it.

But this girl was different from the others who were deceived. She had been struggling fiercely. If her mouth hadn't been blocked by a towel and she didn't know how many swear words she would have to say, she would be the Edith that Alex had been looking for.

Edith was carried by two strong gang members in front of McCarthy, his eyes red, as if he wanted to eat the gang leader who killed his brother.

"Oh, my little temper is quite explosive. I didn't expect that you would still be in my hands today. You stole a lot of goods from me, and now you can repay them."

McCarthy has no sense of stability as a leader at all, and the ferocious smile on his face stretches out his hands on Edith's childish face.

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Suddenly McCarthy screamed and almost fell to the ground. Just when his hand was about to touch the opponent's face, Edith kicked him hard on the spot where his leg was injured by a bullet in the gang fight some time ago. It hurt. His expression became distorted.

"Asshole, take this bitch to the red room and pick out all her tendons and hamstrings so that she can start receiving guests tonight."

McCarthy got angry and slapped her hard, drawing a trace of blood from the corner of Edith's mouth, and then asked two men to take her away to carry out his orders.

After experiencing this, he had no interest in letting a Japanese woman accompany him, and returned to his room angrily.

Edith, on the other hand, was forcibly taken by two gang members to a room on the third floor of the Skeleton Gang's base. It was called the Red Room because the lights in this room were all crimson.

The red room is filled with all kinds of torture tools, specially used to torture rival gangs, police undercovers or traitors of your own side, which can make life worse than death.

Edith was thrown in, and the two gang members turned around and closed the door.

"Hey, this little bitch looks quite pretty, how about we have a good time first and then take action, hehe." A tall gang member said to his associates next to him with a lewd smile.

"I agree, this little grumpy guy is probably still a chick, hahaha."

The two men approached her step by step. They felt a sense of accomplishment as they watched Edith desperately move back on the ground in anger and fear.

Just when the two of them were about to catch the struggling Edith with their palms, they suddenly saw a figure flashing past the window, which frightened them immediately.

"Shet, what is that, did you see it?"

One of the gangsters thought he was dazzled and asked his companions in horror, but he didn't get any response.

He turned around and saw that his accomplice who was standing next to him a moment ago was gone. Edith, who had seen everything, looked frightened.

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The disappeared accomplice suddenly appeared again and fell in front of him, but his head was twisted into a weird 180-degree angle.

When the frightened gangster saw this, he turned around and rushed out the door without hesitation. This kind of weird thing was not something he could accept.

But as soon as he turned around, he saw a man whose face was covered by a hooded sweatshirt standing at the door.

The gang members were frightened again, and immediately started operating the chainsaw nearby, and opened their mouths to shout to attract the attention of people outside.

However, just as he was about to speak, he suddenly felt that his throat seemed to be blocked by something. His eyes trembled and he rolled down. A black thorn as thick as an arm penetrated his throat.

Edith, who fell to the ground, made a squeaking sound. At this time, she, who had a strong temper, also felt extremely frightened. She moved her body back desperately and saw the man who killed two gang members in an instant walking towards her.

Alex looked at Edith's appearance, but couldn't say anything for a moment

Is she really my sister? She looks the same, but what about the blood relationship?

He took off the hood that obscured his appearance, revealing his cold face. He wanted to try to look kind in front of Edith, but Alex had forgotten how to use a smile. He forgot I haven't laughed in a long time

After Edith saw Alex's appearance, he suddenly stopped struggling, but his eyes widened even more.

Alex walked over, squatted down and took out the towel from her mouth, his face still expressionless.

"Brother Justin" Edith looked at the man in front of her in disbelief. Isn't he already dead?