Marvel's Speedster

Everyone who knows something about society should know that New York is not always as glamorous as it looks, and there are always bigger shadows buried under the bustling: bad law and order, promiscuous street girls, Vendors selling dubious drugs, graffiti art all over the place... All the above messy and dirty things are poured into the furnace and mixed together to form the notorious Harlem District.

In the eyes of many New Yorkers, this is synonymous with poverty, homelessness and black people, but in fact it is roughly the same: when you leave the subway and walk into it, you will soon see the specialties here---- Crowds of homeless people, addicted smokers, residents who love weapons... If the black people on the street suddenly yell at you, please don't mind, maybe they are just expressing kindness and friendship to you in their own way. Affection.

In this sinful place, many well-known villains have been bred. Among them, Mr. Bloom is called the Son of Chaos. Instead, enjoy the honor of his status at the moment. In the past, this time is always when Bloom and his confidantes patrol the territory, but today he gave up this hobby, but brought a large number of gunmen in a pawn shop in a remote neighborhood, wearing red leather armor and wearing iron helmets weirdoes at war.

"Don't be afraid, this guy has already taken anesthesia, and the effect will take effect soon, stay where he is and don't run away until he collapses!" The gang leader exposed half of his body, waving a pistol to threaten the retreating young man Hey, shouting hoarsely.

"This mutant bastard is the one wanted by the higher authorities. If he is allowed to escape, I will definitely put you all in concrete jars and throw them into the Atlantic Ocean before Mr. Jin Bin's pets tear me up and eat me! Listen to me! Have you arrived yet?"

"clear".

"Follow orders".

The subordinates all had bitter faces, but they had to bow their heads and work hard.

Who doesn't know the name of the underworld emperor Jin Bin? Compared with the super criminal who used blood and black money to control the gangsters across the country, Bloom is just a dog in his captivity. He messed up the mission assigned by him, so he probably won't die It was very enjoyable. If I want to keep myself and my family alive, I can only risk my life and rush forward.

The huge roar roared like a thunderbolt over everyone's heads, and the gunshots like roasted beans couldn't cover up the screams of human beings. The gunmen watched as the walls and cars appeared like a wall in front of that unusually burly monster. Broken like a piece of paper, this kind of fear almost makes people crazy. Fortunately, the gangsters made sufficient preparations in advance and received unexpected assistance. Therefore, after paying a heavy price, the huge figure finally collapsed, falling heavily on the ground and sleeping soundly. rise.

With lingering fear, Bloom stepped over a pool of bloody corpses, commanded his men to push the special container nearby, and then lifted his heavy body into it for restraint. After all the work was done, he was in the mood to wipe off the sweat on his face , sneaked into a nearby intact house and secretly made a phone call.

"Mr. Phil Coulson, this is Bloom from Harlem." He whispered, and then a gentle male voice rang from the other end of the phone.

"Hello Bloom, can you call me now, it seems that the plan has been successful---Is the Adamantium bullet useful?" The man asked, and there was an inexplicable affinity in his voice, which made people feel cordial involuntarily amiable.

"It's very effective. Without it, we'd be doomed. Definitely, there's also those medicines in the food. Fortunately, Juggernaut only remembers to eat without suspicion, and eats them all in his stomach... You know, he's an idiot", reserved in front of people Bloom was incoherent at the moment, and replied with great gratitude.

"It's really stupid, but it's also an extremely powerful idiot. Even if these anesthetics are diluted multiple times, they are enough to overwhelm a group of elephants. They were originally prepared for another big green guy, and now it seems that the effect is good." The voice slightly Somewhat delighted, Bloom took the opportunity to inquire.

"Now that Juggernaut has been locked in the restraint cabin, where is Mr. Jin Bin..."

"We will negotiate with him. Now you'd better stay where you are. A car will pick you up in ten minutes, and then everything will proceed according to our deal."

Putting down the phone, the gang boss was relieved, no matter how conceited he is in his own territory, compared to these real big shots and powerful institutions, he is still just a bug in front of the titan, without any resistance. All he can do is to carefully maintain the relationship between all parties and avoid offending any party. Fortunately, this time he has dealt with it...

Putting down the phone, Bloom lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. Before he could catch his breath and order his subordinates to assemble, a shadow appeared beside him silently.

"Who are you?" The frightened Bloom was about to draw out his gun and call out, a hand cut through the space and grabbed his throat, pushing him abruptly into the shadow of the corner.

His sweat-soaked back was pressed against the wall, feeling icy cold.

"Mr. Bloom?" A strange voice sounded from under the mask, like a wave formed by some kind of resonance, completely indistinguishable from gender or age.

"What do you want?" Bloom's question was tightly stuck in his throat.

"Thank you, thank you for helping me, it saved me a lot of energy." The strange voice was soul-stirring, and amidst the deep laughter, a glimmer of light flashed before Bloom's eyes, and then there was a thick, fiery, hot liquid The body bursts out of the embankment and rushes out from the throat.

Outside the room, the gangsters knew nothing about what happened inside. They didn't even know that the boss had died. At the moment Juggernaut had woken up. The drug enough to numb a group of elephants was just for him to take a nap. It was only a few minutes, and it did not cause any damage at all.

The only problem was that his hands and feet were firmly locked by special alloy restraints, like a gecko stuck in a crack in the wall, with no room for movement.

If you can't move, you can't exert destructive power. As strong as Juggernaut, you can only watch a group of Jokers arrogantly in front of you.

"Let me out, let's fight again," he yelled, and all he got was laughter and cursing.

"Go ahead and dream, I'm not a fool." Someone laughed.

"He almost killed my younger brother, I'm going to find an electric drill to drill his skull!" Someone threatened.

"He's so muscular, I love him." Well, this is the weird guy.

"Aren't you very powerful, come and hit me, hit me, crush my head like crushing someone else..."

The last guy was jumping and screaming on the coffin-like bondage cabin, and suddenly there was a soft sound, and people saw bright red and milky white flowers blooming on his shoulders.

Juggernaut was the closest, staring into bull-like eyes, watching an erratic shadow pass by above, and then a few drops of liquid splashed on his face.

The taste is slightly salty.

The crowd immediately exploded like ants scalded by boiling water, yet they faced an unimaginable monster, even more terrifying than the unstoppable Juggernaut.

With a "poof", a gunman just aimed at the trajectory of the shadow, a hole was opened between his eyebrows, and he immediately fell to the ground on his back.

Almost at the same time, the breeze bypassed the lasing bullets and lightly brushed over the chest of another thug. Before the man could react, his companion saw blood drenching his body.

what is this?

Spider-man?

The uniform is wrong...

The thug's last thoughts stayed in the unanswered thoughts, and then the whole world spun and sank into eternal darkness.

In just one minute, the gang's losses have far exceeded the previous assassination of Juggernaut. Now they finally know how weak they are and how lucky they were before.

When the shadow finally stopped, there were not many people left in the field, and only then did they see clearly the appearance of this deadly killer.

This is a strange man nearly six feet tall. His face is covered with an impenetrable veil, and his upper body is wearing a vest-like soft armor. Pieces of gray-black polymer armor are densely arranged like fish scales. The black armor was wrapped section by section, and two rows of small holes were cut right behind the leg armor. String-like silk threads stretched out from the small holes and stretched tautly, adorning it like a Greek harp.

Used alone, these super-elastic silk threads are cobwebs comparable to the Spider-man logo, but when they are skillfully combined, they have more functions, which can give the user super power, making him gently With one leap, you can be as fast as lightning.

"What's your name?" The weirdo patted Juggernaut on the shoulder sideways.

"Coyne Marco," said Juggernaut in an assertive voice. "Let me out quickly, I need to pee."

"Follow me from now on, I won't treat you badly." The weirdo solicited as if no one else was around, and the remaining gunmen took advantage of his distraction and moved cautiously towards the door.

Just a few more feet to escape the gate.

They were dreaming sweet dreams when they suddenly heard a few crisp sounds behind them.

Then a giant jumped up and raised the restraint pod with one hand.

Bloom's deputy is one of the survivors. He swears that he has never seen such a terrifying monster before today. Juggernaut's face is full of tyranny and fury, just like a prehistoric giant bear.

Behind him, there is a shadow standing leisurely on the wall.

***

"Qin, can you see something?"

Not long after the two of Juggernaut left, several people in black uniforms came looking for them following some kind of guidance.

A cold-faced man wearing special goggles asked the red-haired beauty beside him. The woman nodded, then half-knelt down, closed her eyes, and pressed on the forehead of a corpse.

Under the detection of her spiritual power, scenes that happened not long ago loomed in her mind.

"It's Juggernaut...he came here to sell dirt, the shopkeeper betrayed him, Jinbin's people got him under control..."

"How did you do it?" Before the man could speak, a black woman with long white hair in the sky asked the riddle in his heart on his behalf.

"Strong narcotics, a sonic device I've never seen before...and bullets, very strange metal bullets, which penetrated Juggernaut's skin and injected anesthesia directly into his body...then someone rescued him, a No one left behind." The red-haired beauty tried her best to explore, but she got less and less information, and beads of sweat soon formed on her forehead, so she had to let go and give up.

"Sorry, Scott, that's all I've seen." Jean said apologetically.

"It's okay, don't use too much force." The man Scott quickly supported her.

Just when a few people were wondering, an invisible force hung down from the sky and connected to Qin's consciousness.

"Let's go, the people from S.H.I.E.L.D will be here soon, the professor told us to go to Canada, where our compatriots have just been discovered."

As Qin said, she boarded the flight device hidden nearby with others. When she was about to board the plane, she suddenly turned her head and looked into the distance for a moment. Focus on yourself.