Marvel's Speedster

158th Street is Fat Tom's place.

Anyone who knows him knows that he is a cautious black man. Tom, who is about fifty years old, usually lives in an ugly but solid three-story building. This building used to belong to a local loan shark businessman. This respectable businessman has the same qualities as Fat Tom. In the age of the businessman, there were endless underworld forces fighting inside and the threat of nuclear bombs from the evil Soviet Union outside. To help himself escape from danger, the stingy businessman built this strong building as a refuge, and it fell into Tom's hands after his death.

Tom had never dared to hold out too much hope that the building would survive a nuclear bomb, but he had always been proud of having such a reliable lair. Concrete and steel bars make up his iron walls. Iron windows and iron doors can only be opened with his permission. Owning it is like owning an indestructible great castle. Tom, who was once known for his daring and hard work, has changed his whole life since he got it. His personality has changed, he would rather stay in this block forever and do his best, than leave his beloved castle too far or for too long

But the situation will always change. As the top bosses fall one after another, Tom gradually finds that he has become the most powerful gang leader in this area. After the shadow of speed enveloped Hamlet, he also considered whether to leave , but he has been dependent on this beloved building for too long, and he really can't leave it to go to the unknown field. In desperation 14, he had to take the lead to stand up against the fear from the darkness.

"Well, any news?"

That night, as soon as he heard the hotline being dialed, Tom hurriedly jumped off the bed and ran to the communication room next door.

The big black man holding the microphone raised his head slowly with a dull face. Although the temperature was not high, Tom was surprised to see that the other party was sweating profusely.

"Who called and what did they say, tell me quickly!"

Tom yelled impatiently, and suddenly realized something, and his voice immediately froze.

"...It's called from Extreme Speed, no, it's Black Lightning! He's coming..."

Tom's subordinates spoke incoherently. Compared with the code name of speed, the latter name seemed to express the hatred and fear in the hearts of gangsters.

In an instant, a cold snap hit Tom's heart, and the huge pressure almost made him lose consciousness.

Although he was well prepared, the sudden news still strangled his soul for an instant. After trembling for dozens of seconds, Tom finally recovered.

"Beast! He wants to tease us like hunting!" The middle-aged black man trembled with fear.

But after all, he has worked hard for many years. When he was young, he also struggled from the bottom with knives and pistols. He had several lives in his hands.

"Don't be afraid, we're ready." He pulled himself together and climbed onto the table to speak loudly to the subordinates who rushed in.

"Staying at home, we are protected by strong walls, have our own generator, abundant weapons and ammunition, smooth communication with the outside world, enough food and drink for us to eat and drink for a month, what can Black Lightning have outside, he will leave as soon as the police arrive, After he helps us clean up the miscellaneous fish outside, the whole Hamlet is ours, and we are the owners here!"

His words were quite convincing, and those who followed him for many years were all black compatriots from West Africa, who were soon inspired by him, raised their weapons and yelled, as if as long as Ross came, they could easily kill him. he catches.

The moment Tom's morale reached the peak, a loud bang exploded from outside, and the whole building shook violently like an earthquake.

As soon as the lights dimmed, the power was cut off, and then the generator automatically turned on. As the lights flickered on and off, gunshots and shouts outside the room mixed together.

"What's the matter, is it lightning?"

Tom squatted behind the sofa, not daring to raise his head, and shouted to the outside in embarrassment.

The big man who answered the phone just now was not far from him, but he just drew his pistol and never answered.

When the shock subsided, Tom's heart became angry, and he rushed over and kicked him hard, and the man jumped up like an electric shock.

"idiot!"

Cursing in his heart, Tom has nothing to say. For the low-level gangsters, whether it is Extreme Speed ​​or Black Lightning, they don't know too much. Only the top gang members know that there are many fewer familiar faces during this period. They were all in Ross' hands.

For Ross, he just took the opportunity to hone his reaction ability, so that he can adapt to faster and faster speeds, but for the underworld with usually brutal methods, what he brought was disaster.

Walking up the stairs with one foot deep and one foot shallow, Tom looked down from the highest third floor. Everything else seemed to be normal, but when he reached the innermost room on the second floor, he suddenly took a breath.

At the moment, the room was in a mess, four or five people fell to the ground in a mess, blood was all over the floor.

On the side of the room against the wall, a lone window swayed slightly with the wind, making a creaking sound.

Tom's men leaned over carefully, only to find that the iron window covered with metal plates was forcibly torn open from the outside. The man came in to kill and wiped out these companions silently, and then left through the window , No one found out before and after, until now Tom came to check in person.

At this moment, everyone present almost froze.

Then, Tom's cell phone rang.

......?"

"

He picked it up mechanically, and it took several times with trembling hands to open the call button.

There was a "sizzling" electric current sound from the microphone, and then a strange sound sounded.

"I heard you were looking for me?" Ross' voice came through the mask, carrying a strange eerie and shocking tone.

"Now that I'm here, what do you want to entertain me with?"

Tom's lips were trembling and he was about to speak when the phone was cut off.

At the moment, intense gunshots had attracted the attention of the police, and a distant siren sounded across the night sky, getting closer and closer to 158th Street.

"Thank God! Thank God!"

Just like when Genichi suddenly found water when he was lost in the desert, everyone present couldn't help but rejoice. If it wasn't for the difference in identities and opposing positions, they would almost want to dance a cheek-to-cheek dance to express their gratitude to the note that arrived soon--according to the experience during this period, it seems that as soon as the police car arrives , the shadow will retreat automatically.

It's a pity that they were too happy this time. Today is the last day for Ross to adjust his equipment. He no longer plans to stay here for a long time.

So, before leaving, he decided to use his own way to leave an unforgettable memorial to this chaotic fertile soil and sinful warm bed.

At the top of the small building, Ross stood quietly on the roof, the night wind blew, the dark clouds in the sky gradually dispersed, a bright new moon emerged from behind the clouds, and the silver moonlight filled the earth.

Watching the police car convoy approaching on the street, and the red and blue lights flickering rapidly, Ross's whole body seemed to blend into the vast night, and could turn into a ray of light anytime, anywhere to disappear.

But he didn't really leave, but moved around the rooftop.

His footsteps gradually accelerated, and on this flat high platform, he gradually increased his speed to the limit he could bear at present.

The air waves turbulent, tumbling outwards like a tidal wave. The waves surged, and in an instant, there was a strong wind around, like a real cyclone, which almost formed a Tongtian and clear long-winded storm, covering the whole body layer by layer from the midair. building ding.

The sound spread below, attracting people's attention.

"What's going on up there?" Tom, who was hiding with his subordinates in the most heavily guarded room on the third floor, asked suspiciously. The footsteps of speed movement.

"Maybe it's the sound of helicopters. I often see them flying by nearby recently." The men guessed. "I heard that the police paid close attention to a few streets near the neighborhood some time ago. It seems that MS-13 lost a lot of people. I don't know who did it..."

Speaking of this, the two of them suddenly realized something, and before they could speak again, there was a clicking sound from their heads.

When the light shines on, the crowd below suddenly finds that cracks are densely spreading from the center of the ceiling to the surroundings.

Before the frightened people had time to escape, a loud bang shattered the hard ceiling. The concrete and steel bars couldn't bear the huge pressure from the outside, and they were broken into pieces like a thatched cottage swept by a hurricane. Broken walls and bricks splashed everywhere.

In the cloud of dust, Ross's figure slowly appeared. Through the moonlight falling from the big hole in his head, Tom saw the blue lightning in the void blooming with breathtaking brilliance

six six six

The police sirens blew, and they surrounded Tom's lair from all directions. Helicopters in the air also arrived one after another, surrounded 158th Street, and several searchlights lit up the place. However, Ross, who was satisfied at the moment, had quietly left Hamm. Lai, take advantage of the darkness and head south all the way.

Running obsessively, feeling the fluctuations of the airflow and the surrounding of the night wind wholeheartedly, Ross was immersed in the beauty of extreme speed, completely unaware of the unexpected changes, just walking through the empty streets wholeheartedly.

Early morning is coming soon, the moonlight is gradually dimming, passing through the last darkness before dawn, the light on the eastern sea level is gradually brightening, and with the increase of brightness, the blue lightning that surrounds the body is no longer conspicuous, as if melting into the infinite light of the rising sun middle. At this moment, an unprecedented joy gushed out from the bottom of his heart, and quickly permeated his whole body and mind. When the sun finally jumped out of the sea, Ross' whole body entered an incomparably wonderful realm. .