Marvel's Necromancer

In the lobby of the Brooklyn Police Department, Ivan was going through various procedures under the guidance of a lawyer.

The lawyer whispered various precautions in Ivan's ear. Ivan noticed that many police officers who saw him would grab their colleagues to whisper and point at him.

Detective Marcus was standing behind the desk, staring at his back, crossing his hands and wondering what he was thinking.

"All formalities are completed." The lawyer put away the documents and signaled that Ivan could leave the police station that made him unhappy.

At this time, Detective Marcus suddenly came over and stopped Ivan. The middle-aged lawyer stepped forward to stop Detective Marcus from getting closer to his employer. He said with a serious face: "My client has fulfilled all his obligations as a citizen." , you cannot continue to harass my client."

"It doesn't matter, I want to hear what he has to say." Ivan put his hand on the lawyer's shoulder. He was curious about what the detective wanted to do with him at this time.

"You can answer any question without listening to a word he said." The lawyer leaned over to warn Ivan, but Ivan's attention was entirely focused on his bright view of the Mediterranean Sea.

Detective Marcus glared at the lawyer with disgust. His eyes stayed on Ivan's face for less than a second, and immediately moved down to his shoulders. He was obviously frightened by the previous gaze.

"You robbed Kingpin's bank. You don't understand that you are in danger now. I hope you can cooperate with the Brooklyn Police Department and we will provide you with protection." Marcus' expression was sincere when he spoke, but The lawyer immediately interrupted.

"Detective! I think you are now intimidating and threatening my client. I protest here and reserve the right to prosecute you." The lawyer retorted seriously to the detective and quickly gave Ivan professional advice: "You You can remain silent and no response is required.”

"It doesn't matter." Ivan smiled to appease the lawyer and said to Marcus: "I don't have to cooperate with the police. I didn't commit a crime."

"I hope you can think about it."

"Thank you very much for your suggestion." Ivan remained unmoved. Police station? What can that do? In Marvel's future war between gods and goddesses, the police station can't even clean the ground. What kind of decent protection can it provide me?

After Ivan rejected Detective Marcus' proposal, he left the police station with the lawyer. At the door of the police station, the lawyer said goodbye to Ivan.

"Thank you very much for your help. The legal fees will be transferred to your account soon." Ivan sincerely thanked the lawyer. This lawyer was the last trump card in his plan. When his plan to obtain gold went wrong, If there is a mistake, the lawyer will be responsible for fishing him out and taking away all his savings.

"No need to thank you, you gave me a very generous reward." The lawyer still had a straight face, his shiny forehead shining in the sun. "I will be leaving New York in the near future."

"But I'm still grateful for everything you've done."

"The employment relationship between us has ended. I still want to give you a piece of advice. You have caused a lot of trouble. If you leave the police station, you will be even more dangerous."

After saying this, the lawyer left without leaving any contact information. It seemed that he had made up his mind to make this money and no longer have any contact with Ivan.

Ivan stood alone outside the police station, facing the noon sunshine in Brooklyn and breathing the fresh air full of freedom. He was really suffocated after being locked up in a small cell for three days.

A policeman just got off the police car and hurriedly walked towards the police station. When he passed by Ivan, he bumped into him seemingly accidentally and left a sentence in Ivan's ear:

"Mr. Kingpin wants to find something he's lost."

Ivan turned back to look for the policeman, but people in police uniforms were coming in and out of the door of the police station, and the policeman had already disappeared. Ivan opened his palms and held something that the policeman had put into his hands before - a yellow bullet. The long and narrow bullet reflected cold light, and there was a hint of coolness in the palm of his hand.

"Trouble is coming." Ivan looked helplessly at the bullet in his hand. Who would have thought that this casual provocation would offend a big boss like Kingpin? Can the things swallowed by the Horadrim Cube be spit out again?

Ivan sighed and stuffed the bullet into his coat pocket.

He had just breathed the "free" air for a few minutes when he was defeated by the blazing midday sun in Brooklyn and the previous threats. He used the little cash he had on him to hurriedly take a taxi and left.

In the afternoon, on the east side of Brooklyn, in the Harrison neighborhood, not far from Queens.

Ivan had just bought some daily necessities at a convenience store. He was carrying two large plastic bags. His temporary residence was not far from the convenience store, so he simply walked back.

When passing by an alley, Ivan heard the sound of fighting. He stopped and looked inside curiously.

Three gangsters were beating a man in the alley. None of them noticed anyone stopping at the entrance of the alley.

"Even with so many superheroes, there are still so many unscrupulous criminals." Ivan sighed, watching the nearby pedestrians speed up as they passed through the alley, for fear that the evil deeds that happened would affect him. , no one stopped except him.

"If I hadn't opened the Horadrim Cube, I'd probably be like them now, right?" Ivan felt a little and stood there thinking. He had no idea of ​​going in to stop the crime. After all, he was in trouble now, so how could he still be there? In the mood to be a superhero?

"It's more practical to improve your own strength." Ivan turned around and was about to leave when he suddenly heard a familiar voice: "Have you finished your homework? Come out and imitate others' robbery?"

Ivan was stunned for a moment, turned back and looked into the alley, and saw a figure in a white hat and black clothes falling from the sky, and subdued a gangster in one fell swoop.

"You're not scared and crying like a little baby, are you?" White Spider's clear voice mocked the remaining gangsters without hesitation. "Go home quickly and cry to your mother."

The remaining two gangsters screamed and rushed towards the white spider, completely unaware of what kind of fate they would face next.

White Spider squatted down to avoid one of the punches, put his hands on the ground, and kicked a slender beautiful leg from bottom to top on his chin, directly kicking this gangster's feet off the ground, and there were stars in his eyes. In mid-air, a ball of spider silk flew from the air and stuck to the wall.

Seeing this scene that had a strong sense of familiarity, Ivan couldn't help but compare himself. "My posture at that time should be much more handsome than his." This is his evaluation.

When White Spider turned his head, he suddenly saw Ivan's figure. He was stunned for a moment, and when he came back to his senses, he saw that the gangster's accomplice had already run some distance away.

She raised her hand and fired a ball of spider silk to stick to the fleeing gangster's legs, and then several balls of spider silk completely stuck him to the ground, completely eliminating his little idea of ​​leaving his companions and escaping.

"Why are you here?" White Spider asked Ivan: "Are you planning some evil plan again?"

Apparently Miss White Spider was very upset about Ivan being able to escape from the law. Ivan wanted to reach out and scratch his face, but this action was stopped by the shopping bag in his hand.

"How could I be planning a crime?"

He raised the shopping bag in his hand and showed it to White Spider, defending himself: "Are there any criminals who commit crimes with two shopping bags? I am a good citizen of New York City."

White Spider looked at him suspiciously, obviously not believing what he said.

Ivan was about to continue to eliminate the white spider's hostility towards him, but in a flash before his eyes, the white spider disappeared from the alley.

Just when Ivan was standing in the alley in a daze, wondering how the white spider disappeared, her clear voice came from behind Ivan.

Ivan turned around to search and found the white spider squatting on the street lamp. The index and middle fingers of her right hand pointed at her eyes, and then pointed back at Ivan. She said:

"I'll be watching you."

Then Miss White Spider's graceful figure gradually disappeared with the swaying spider silk.

"Why did you get another one?" Ivan smiled bitterly and shook his head. He really had enough troubles.