The true story of murder in the Marvel world

The night in New York City is complicated and noisy. The red lights and the green lights reflect the city's eccentricity. The streets with people coming and going are of all shapes and sizes, young couples in love, the boss and secretary who have a secret tryst in the middle of the night, who have just finished their night shift. IT staff, as well as some people who are trying to do evil.

In a gas station supermarket that is open 24 hours a day, a cashier is standing in front of the cash register, wearing headphones and listening to popular songs. His head keeps swinging to the rhythm of the music. He is still holding the supermarket in his hand. There was a fast-food sandwich that was about to expire, and I put it in my mouth from time to time and chewed it.

Normally no one would come to shop at such a late hour, so he simply pulled out a deck chair from under the cashier and lay down on it comfortably.

Not long after he lay down, the doorbell rang for someone to come in, which made him a little annoyed. Who on earth came to buy things in the middle of the night.

When the cashier stood up and was about to put on a disgusted face, his face suddenly turned pale.

In front of the cashier, stood a man wearing a black mask. Under the mask, only his eyes and mouth were exposed. What made the cashier change his face was the rifle shotgun in his hand.

"Do you need any help?" The cashier immediately took off his earphones, raised his hands, and asked in a trembling voice, although he knew it.

The man holding the shotgun tapped the cashier counter with the muzzle of his gun, and his meaning was obvious.

The cashier quickly knocked on the cash register, and the money box popped out. He took out the entire box, put it on the table, and poured out all today's sales, most of which were small change. kind.

"Is that all?" the masked man asked coldly, making the cashier tremble with fright. He groped in his pocket again and took out several hundred-dollar bills. This was the money he got from secretly selling oil to others by taking advantage of his position.

"Please don't shoot. All the money on my body and in the cash register has been given to you, wuwuwu." He was so frightened that he started crying. His legs kept shaking, and he even felt a trace of warmth flowing out between them. Although There was an emergency alarm button at the bottom of the cashier, but he was so scared that he dared to press it. If the other party found out, he would be beaten into a hornet's nest.

Seeing that he was so frightened, the masked man really couldn't take out any more money, so he threw a bag to the cashier and asked him to put all the money in and hand it to him.

After getting all the money, he glared at the cashier with his two eyes exposed in the mask, and left through the automatic door. Before leaving, he also took two tubes of chewing gum from the cashier.

The frightened cashier never pressed the alarm button, and his legs went limp and he slumped down on the recliner.

"How come the damn gas station and supermarket have so little money? I robbed so much when it first opened. Next time I want to consider robbing an adult products store."

The man wearing a mask drove a dilapidated pickup truck and drove all the way to the Central Park forest before stopping. He took off his mask and gasped for air, revealing his bearded face. This was his first time to rob someone. , usually commits petty thefts and the like, but because of his fierce appearance, passers-by avoid him when they see him, making it difficult to steal, but he doesn't have the courage to rob a bank.

Just as he finished counting the stolen money and put it in his pocket, he was about to continue driving. Just as he was about to step on the accelerator, he suddenly saw a bright light in the dark woods ahead.

"What's going on with Shete? Did the police come so soon?" The robber was immediately at a loss when he saw the bright light in front of him, but then he took a closer look and saw that it was not the light of a police car, but the light of fire, and it was impossible for the police to Appear in front of yourself.

"Could it be a young couple having a romantic campfire dinner?" the robber thought about this possibility, and then put on the mask again with a smirk, preparing to place another order tonight.

This time he stepped out of the vehicle, fearing that the sound of the car's engine would attract the other party's attention and prevent them from escaping through the dense bushes.

So he held the shotgun and approached cautiously. When he was still dozens of meters away from the fire, he opened the bushes that blocked his sight, trying to see what was ahead.

The moment he saw the scene in front of him, his dark face turned as pale as the cashier he had robbed before.

This is not the plot of a young couple having a wild game in the woods. It's obviously a horror movie.

I saw a skeleton covered in flames holding a strong man to a tree. There were also several submachine guns and other types of firearms on the ground. It looked like they should be a gang.

The skeleton man kept pushing his skull closer to the man being strangled, staring at him with his empty eyes, while the man's face was pale and he couldn't say a word.

I saw a shadow slowly appear on his face, and he was sucked into the mouth of the skeleton by the skeleton. After the inhalation was completed, the man burned fiercely and soon turned into ash and scattered in the air.

When the robber saw this scene, his expression suddenly became dumbfounded. When he reacted, he grabbed the shotgun in his hand and turned around and ran back desperately. As he ran, he looked back from time to time to see if the skeleton had noticed him.

"What the hell is that? Am I hallucinating?"

The robber's heart was beating wildly. When he got into his pickup truck, he breathed a sigh of relief. He was about to turn the car key with trembling hands, but found that he couldn't turn it.

"Damn this broken car has problems at this time." No matter how he turned the key, he couldn't start the engine. Just when he was about to get out of the car and push it for a while to try, he suddenly froze.

The skeleton with flames on his body appeared dozens of meters in front of him, staring straight at him with his deep, dark eyes.

creak creak ~~

The skeleton man let out a creepy laugh that frightened him to wake up. He quickly got back into the car and turned the car key desperately. However, he did not start the car until he broke the key, and the skeleton man in front had already started to move toward him. It walked over on its own, and every step behind it was ignited with flames.

"Damn it, don't pretend to be a fool with me."

The robber roared and grabbed the shotgun again, opened the car door and rushed out of the car, frantically pulling the trigger at the monster in front of him. Suddenly, a large number of shotguns were shot at the opponent.

However, the next scene once again made the robber open his mouth wide. As soon as the bullets approached the opponent, they turned into drops of molten iron and dripped on the ground.

"Ah, there is indeed a devil."

The fierce-looking robber completely collapsed. He immediately dropped the shotgun in his hand and ran away. He didn't even dare to look back this time. At this time, his running speed had reached the peak of his life, faster than when the police chased him. Run even faster

After running for a while, he suddenly heard the roar of a car behind him, which sounded like the roar of his old pickup truck, accelerating towards him.

With a strong sense of fear and uneasiness, he looked back and saw that his pickup truck was accelerating and crashing into him, igniting a raging fire on the surface of the vehicle, and the driver inside the car was the one who kept laughing horribly. Skeleton Man