American comics: This guy is crazy

Who is Warren?

Orm looked at the strange-looking neurotic man with a blank expression.

Suddenly, several strangers came in and threatened to rescue him. Orm's first thought was whether it was Neptune's conspiracy.

"There's no time to explain. We'll talk about it later when we get out."

Allen grabbed the chain and struggled to pull it out. Seeing this, Nanaway followed suit.

"Don't waste your efforts. The chain is made of special metal, and the other end is connected to the mechanism transmission shaft."

Orm weakly explained: "I designed and built the prison myself."

He was wondering why he didn't design some escape mechanisms in the first place, otherwise he wouldn't have ended up like this.

The dignified former King of Atlantis had his throne taken away and his wife snatched away. He seemed disheartened, but he thought about making a comeback whenever he got the chance.

Ding!

Before he could express too much emotion, he suddenly discovered that Allen cut the chain with a knife.

"It seems my knife is better."

Allen cut off another chain with a knife and ordered: "Nanawi, carry Sea King's brother Kelp on your back, let's retreat."

The entrance blocked by yellow sand continued to flow out, forming a thrust that prevented the Lost Clan's mounts from getting in the way.

At this time, Nick turned around and released Huangsha's control.

In an instant, yellow sand rushed in like a tsunami.

While waiting for the cell to be filled, he controlled the yellow sand to form sand waves and carried everyone out of the crypt.

The Lost tribesmen who surrounded them along the way were completely unable to stop the rushing quicksand and could only watch them escape.

"Clan leader, do you want to give chase?"

The warrior of the Lost Tribe asked a taller Lost Tribe.

"No need, let the ocean kingdoms pursue you."

Obviously the Lost Tribe has its own thoughts.

In the past, during Orm's reign, he promised many agreements and waited for Neptune to take over. All previous agreements were invalidated, leaving the Lost people with little respect for the Kingdom of Atlantis.

What's more, the King of the Sea ignored the government affairs, leaving the leading power in the hands of the nobles.

And the nobles are a group of greedy people, and they don't even recognize the legitimate seat of the Lost Tribe in the United Kingdom of Atlantis, which leads to a situation where they are both obedient and secret.

On the golden desert.

Yellow sand rises from the ground to the sky like a fountain.

Everyone followed Sha Quan and escaped from the territory of the Lost Tribe.

Allen truthfully informed him of his purpose, and in view of the life-saving grace, Orm resolutely agreed to help once.

Of course, it was limited to one opportunity. He wanted to regain the throne and was unwilling to give up the royal power.

Because he is of pure Atlantean blood, Orm has the contempt and rejection of mixed bloods that traditional nobles have.

Get on the helicopter and go straight to the nearest quantum teleportation location.

…

In the noisy city, people are walking on the streets, enjoying their rare weekend break.

In particular, young people playing wantonly symbolizes the vitality of the city.

Of course, it must be full of criminal tone, and correspondingly, a righteous hero is born to punish rape and eliminate evil.

A hooded man walks alone through a chaotic neighborhood.

An anxious expression appeared on his face from time to time, and he didn't even dare to look at the passers-by, and he didn't dare to look at each other as he passed by in a hurry.

Suddenly, a strong black man dragged him into an alley, took out a gold-plated pistol, and threatened: "Boy, hand over the money you have, or I'll be rude to you."

"I've been waiting for my prey for a long time."

Under the hood, a pale and thin face revealed a pair of fangs, and his eyes were filled with scarlet blood.

The dark night doctor Morbius has been living a wandering life since his body changed.

Originally, he used artificial blood to suppress his bloodthirsty thoughts, but as time went by, the effect of artificial blood became worse and worse, until now it is of no use.

By chance, Morbius tasted the blood of a living person and found that the suppression effect was particularly obvious.

Therefore, he often wanders the streets at midnight waiting for prey to take the bait.

Although he felt disgusted every time he drank blood, once the bloodthirsty thoughts emerged, if he could not suppress them as soon as possible, he could not imagine entering a state of losing his mind.

"Shet, what the hell are you?"

Black criminals don’t hesitate to pull the trigger.

boom!

The sound of a gunshot echoed through the alley, and plumes of white smoke rose from the bullet holes in the wall.

The moment the gunfire rang out, Morbius turned his head slightly to avoid it, and he couldn't wait to get ready to take the shot.

Zhi…

The black criminal's body was suddenly filled with electric current, and his whole body convulsed on the spot.

Morbius looked at the red-haired woman in tight black clothes in surprise.

"Natasha, Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D., nice to meet you Dr. Morbius."

Black Widow introduced herself straight to the point, and then explained her purpose: "SHIELD has been paying attention to you for a long time and is willing to help solve the problems that trouble you."

Sharp nails seeped out, and Morbius didn't believe in SHIELD's so-called good intentions.

This organization is outside the country, and its style of conduct is generally not very good in the anti-hero circle. It is too domineering.

Due to his own problems, Morbius was destined not to be a hero who wandered the city in a tight-fitting suit, so he joined the ranks of anti-heroes and often took on commissions against criminal forces.

Morbius flatly refused: "Thank you for your kindness, I don't need it."

"I hope you make the right choice." Natasha reminded.

If Morbius didn't harm ordinary people, it wouldn't be Black Widow who would come to his door, but a team of heavily armed agents.

"Only children make choices, I want them all."

A black shadow fell from the sky and lay between the two of them.

"Batman?"

"Alan?"

The two of them spoke at the same time.

Looking at Allen's costume, Morbius thought he was Batman at first glance.

And Natasha, who knew a little bit of the truth, frowned.

According to SHIELD's watch list, Allen should be active in Gotham and cannot wander to other cities for no reason.

"Sister Widow, I have a very high status in your heart. You can tell it's me at a glance. It's so touching. Please kiss me."

Allen pouted and stepped forward.

Natasha immediately drew her gun and warned: "If you take one more step forward, I will break your front teeth."

"Then I have to show off my skills and catch bullets with my mouth."

Allen bared his front teeth and opened his mouth, signaling Natasha to grab quickly.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Natasha couldn't guess what Alan was thinking, and every time she did something was puzzling.

"Aba is on vacation recently. There is something wrong in Gotham. I am recruiting a team. Sister, are you interested in helping me? Let's agree in advance. There will be no salary and you will work voluntarily." Allen said calmly.

"Who will do it without a salary?"

Natasha grabbed the point and asked, "You mean Batman is missing again?"

"It seems that it's no longer a secret that A-Ba often works as a miner." Allen sighed.

"It's up to you. I'm leaving. Gotham is under the protection of Zhenglian. It's not convenient for me to come forward."

Natasha walked straight to the alley.

She naturally knew that Gotham was in trouble again, but within the scope of the responsibilities of Zhenglian and Tianyan, there was no need to interfere.

Might as well provoke a dispute between the two major alliances.

Besides, the vampires were not something that an ordinary person like her could handle.

"Sister Widow, don't abandon me. Can you bear the thought of a mentally ill person wandering around outside? What if you meet a gangster who wants to do something cruel and inhumane to me? My pure and beautiful body has been reserved for you. On."

Allen stretched out his hand in the air, with a sad expression on his face, and exaggeratedly said: "Sister Widow, how can I live without you, Sister Widow..."

Natasha clenched her hands into fists, frowned, and couldn't help but quicken her pace.

Wait until Natasha's figure disappears from the alley.

"Another woman who dares not face her feelings and has a fragile heart. What a sin! How can I, a mentally ill person, have such a peerless appearance that so many people covet?"

Allen looked at his right hand affectionately and said, "Unfortunately, I am only loyal to Xiaoyou."

As he spoke, he put his right hand to his nose and took a deep sniff. Allen said intoxicatedly: "Xiaoyou, you smell like me."

"Xiao Zuo, please keep your distance. I don't like disconnected ambiguities. Please give up your unrealistic ideas."

Acting in a triangle scene alone, he was so absorbed in it that Morbius felt chills running down his spine.

Suddenly, Allen looked at him.

"what you up to?"

Morbius was so nervous that he pressed against the wall, fearing that the psycho would go crazy without any logic.

Snapped!

Allen slapped the opponent with his hand and said domineeringly: "I think you are very pleasing to the eye. Do you want to come to work in my midnight bully team? I guarantee that you will be happy."

So cool! ?

Morbius looked disgusted and regarded them as an irregular team.

"What's your expression?"

Allen said righteously: "The Midnight Bullies are responsible for solving the crisis in Gotham. They are a serious team. If there is no accident, they will punch Zheng Lian and kick the reunion. Of course, there will be accidents."

"Can I not join?"

Through spectral vision, Morbius saw the blood vessels flowing in Allen's neck and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

I was just about to drink the blood of black criminals, but something happened and I didn't drink the blood now.

puff…

A syringe stuck in Morbius' leg.

For a moment, his expression showed shock, as if a steady stream of power was flowing through his body.

Allen asked triumphantly: "Do you feel like you're going to explode?"

"What did you inject me with?"

Morbius looked at the back of his hand in disbelief. The blood vessels and meridians glowed red, which was not the effect that ordinary blood could bring.

"Does the spirit know?"

"God!?"

Regarding Allen's question, Morbius seemed to have thought of the key and asked excitedly: "Is this the blood of God?"

"Of course it's impossible. I can't defeat the gods. The old gods are hiding in the mountains and forests. I don't have time to catch them."

Allen said truthfully: "Actually, this is the blood of demigods. My pet shark pepper is the son of the shark god. When I changed my teeth a few days ago, I collected some tooth blood for research."

"If you can always provide demigod blood, I can join your team."

Morbius clearly sensed that the bloodthirsty thoughts were gone.

This feeling was far beyond the first time he drank human blood. The most important thing was that it could improve his abilities. He couldn't wait to get more to study, and looked forward to creating more to solve physical problems.

"Don't ask too much."

Allen put a hand on Morbius's shoulder and said confidently: "I will also provide you with a second plan. Do you want to listen to it?"

"Speaking."

"..."