Infinity of flame

Chapter 118 The plot is still progressing rapidly

() Hell's Kitchen is not a kitchen, but a synonym for a slum in a three-way zone.

It's as if where there is light, there must be darkness. Even in this era when mutants are in power and productivity and science and technology are extremely developed, there are still such things as slums.

However, unlike the previous slums where poor people simply lived, Hell's Kitchen has an astonishingly large number of villains, bastards, drug addicts, whores, sex addicts, robbers, thieves...etc. Etc. There are criminals you can think of and more perverts you can't imagine.

To say it's filthy like sewage is a hypocritical compliment.There are even some radicals who believe that the entire Hell's Kitchen should be humanely destroyed.But obviously these radicals are ordinary people, and those in power don't think much about it. For some reason that everyone doesn't know, even if everyone knows the source of all evil and the place where the filth is hidden, Hell's Kitchen It still exists.The people inside still spread evil and chaos.

——The above are the perceptions of most of the people, and one-sided opinions of mutants.

In fact, Hell's Kitchen, beneath its filthy surface, is one of the most important bases of the Human Resistance.Here gathered the brave and elite among the human beings who were unwilling to submit to the mutants, as well as a small number of mutant rebels.They may have extraordinary intelligence or abilities beyond ordinary people, but they are not mutants, so they are unfairly suppressed, and angry people gather here, secretly planning to fight against mutants.

But it seems great to say that they are part of the chaos and darkness of Hell's Kitchen.

The reason is simply that the difference in overall racial power between them and mutants is simply too great.Perhaps due to various reasons, they can possess the wisdom and strength beyond most mutants under the identity of human beings or the identity of themselves.But so what?They are already the elite among the elites of human beings who have the courage, blood and backbone to resist, even if they surpass the power of mutant civilians, so what?So what if even one or two strong mutants can compete?

In the eyes of those mutants with truly powerful power—whether it is the top-level future high-tech power, or simply top-level superpowers, they are still vulnerable.Not to mention, compared with the three most powerful behemoth-like monster organizations in the world, the X Royal Research Institute, Sky Shield, and the Joint Council of Mutants, and the royal family that leads the entire race of mutants in these three organizations.

despair.

Only despair.

Although they know they are desperate, they still struggle, but their mental pressure is extremely high, so it is natural...the grumpy ones even kill themselves to relieve their pressure; even the better ones can't escape drug paralysis. Seek that little moment of illusory happiness to escape the heaviness of heavy reality.And the desire to have time and space and seek pleasure.

So please don't think of these human fighters as model gentlemen and saviors, they are just a group of people who know they are desperate but still fight for their dignity.

......

"Do you think our battle is meaningful?" A bottle of high-concentration spirits was poured down his throat. The hot taste made this man with thin cheeks but a very strong body take a deep breath.

"The meaning of fighting is not the final result." It looks fat, but in fact it is just an illusion at the first sight. Under the illusion of obesity, the black man who is actually extremely muscular blew out smoke rings: "The process Do you know the process? Clint. It’s like you’re pursuing a woman, and you’ve already had fun in the process of pursuing it, but when you actually get this woman, you’ll find it boring.”

"Tsk." He smiled contemptuously.The lean-cheeked, straight-figured man known as Clint clearly dismissed the notion of blackness.

"You see, you can't choose life, but you can choose how to face life." The black man paused and said, "God has made arrangements for the final result and the final outcome. But even if everything is arranged, but We still have to do it, don’t we? Because we have to do it, and if we don’t do it, no one will.”

"I really doubt whether you are a gang leader or a crappy teacher who keeps telling students some bloody truths?" Clint mocked his companions mercilessly.

"Actually, I am a peace-loving person." The black man stood up from the table full of wine bottles as he spoke, the muscular muscles under his tall figure exuded the violent beauty of strength: "Oh, My Helena is here, don’t you want a companion?” <The wine and dance hall is shining with colorful lights and deafening rock songs.On the stage not far away, two naked strippers were performing pole dancing.The plump, snow-white flesh trembled against the cold steel, stimulating the visual nerves of the men, and frivolous whistles came and went.

And in some dark corners, some people are taking drugs in a trance, and some people even have sex with the people around them without shame.It's really a state of dancing wildly with no morals or etiquette.

"No." Clint said angrily.Watching the black companion walk towards a woman with a hot figure and revealing clothes, they embraced each other and kissed fiercely, rubbing their bodies ambiguously while kissing.

He suddenly felt that everything was so boring, so hopeless, so making people want to die.Whether it is a gloomy future with no bright future, or a desperate battle, and the loud and loud heavy metal music in his ears is no different from noise to him, those eyes that are addicted to drugs or addicted to sex are empty and blank Indulging and sexually stimulating figures are like wriggling maggots, and everything is like a very humorous satire.

Immediately afterwards, the surroundings seemed to be lightly tapped by a magician's magic wand, and some kind of magic was applied, and slowly disappeared without a trace, leaving only a huge emptiness that no one can bear.In the huge and boundless emptiness, Clint suddenly felt extremely lonely, in this crowded place that should be bustling and noisy.

This feeling of loneliness lasted for several minutes before Clint slowly returned to reality from the illusion.

"Tsk, depression? Who would believe that a cold-blooded killer like me would have depression?"

Clint, who came back to his senses, taunted himself for the first time.I don't know how many people died at his hands, but he himself suffered from depression...

But at this moment, Clint notices something...something that fascinates him.

This scene is not about the stripper on the stage being loved by a few rough and reckless men in the spotlight**; nor is it that my self-proclaimed peace-loving black companion cut off each other with a knife because of a little conflict neck...it was a little girl that attracted him. < The teary-eyed little girl holding a cute doll appeared in the ren wine.

In this hell's kitchen, there is no law at all. For example, Clint's black companion just now is basically a blatant murder, but everyone is extremely numb to it. It's been a very common thing. < In the erotic entertainment venues for drinking, even if there are some children who are seriously illegal, it is not impossible.But Clint knew that this little girl was definitely not a child.That kind of childish innocence is definitely not something that a Tongji who has experienced many vicissitudes of life can possess.

Sanity fades...

As if a magnet attracted iron, Clint stood up staggeringly, and walked towards the little girl...

getting closer...

The head began to ache, and the forehead of the temple was struck violently by an awl...

The vision began to blur, and the sound began to fade away, but in this incomparable pain, an invisible membrane was broken, and something began to flow out...

Memories, like a flood that came out of the gate, swept away......

......

How to make others believe that the world is not real, it troubled Iron Man and others for a day, but the matter was resolved the next day. < Inside the wine, a six or seven-year-old girl holding a doll appeared.Her appearance was very strange. After investigation, it was found that no one knew how she got into the wine, as if she was supposed to be there.And it also confirmed that this little girl is just an ordinary human being and does not have any superpowers.This thing seems a little weird.

But compared to her abilities, these weird doubts can be completely ignored.

——As long as you stand within a certain range beside her, you can restore memories... those real memories from another world.

That's how Hawkeye, aka Clint, regained his memory.

Then things are very simple.Iron Man found his subordinates and asked them to bring the little girl here.After that, he quickly used this little girl to restore the memories of those captives in Tianshield.This is undoubtedly good news for Iron Man and Wolverine.In the future, as long as the person in need is subdued and brought to the little girl's side, her memory can be restored, and she no longer needs to expend all her efforts to explain the powerless explanation that the other party probably won't believe.

But for Ye Guanhuo, this is not such good news.

Although using this little girl, the memories of Luo Li and Alex have been restored, but...

Misaka Mikoto's memory also recovered.

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