Marvel's Chinese Superhero System

This morning, Andrew woke up from the dirty alley as usual. He lifted the newspaper covering his body, and then picked up the leftover box lunch from yesterday from the shopping bag Qin Shou gave him to fill his hunger .

Every time Qin Shou gave Andrew a lunch box, he would deliberately give it a lot more, which was almost enough for Andrew to barely eat two meals. Andrew knew this very well, and he silently accepted Qin Shou's kindness.

After putting the last grain of rice in the box into his mouth and licking off the soup, Andrew got up and packed the blankets and pillows under his body. Andrew cleaned up very carefully. He folded the blankets neatly and shook the pillows dust, and then put it in a shopping bag along with the newspaper.

For Andrew, the shopping bag and its contents are not only all his belongings, but also a warm friendship, so he cherishes them very much.

After packing up his things, he carried his shopping bag and walked out of the alley. Although it was still early to go to the food truck, Andrew was usually used to walking there, looking for some useful things in the trash cans along the way. Things, if you are lucky, you may be able to find something that can be sold for money, although Andrew has hardly encountered such good luck.

Unlike China, the junk collector in the United States must pay him before he can collect your junk. Therefore, most scraps cannot be sold anywhere, so there are very few things that can be sold for money.

But Andrew's luck seemed to be overwhelming today. Near noon, he actually found an old watch that still worked in a trash can in an alley. The style looked good and could be sold for tens of dollars in a thrift store. look.

Andrew was very happy. He looked at the sky and it was almost noon, so he was going to put his watch in his pocket and go to Qin Shou's fast food truck to help.

But he didn't notice that not far away, a black homeless man with a scar on his face who was also rummaging for something greedily glanced at the watch in Andrew's hand, and then he winked at the companions around him and looked at him. Andrew gathered around.

"Hey, boy, who asked you to pick up things on our chassis." The scar-faced man pushed Andrew behind him and said.

Andrew was unsteady on one foot, and his lower abdomen hit the edge of the trash can, but he supported it with his hand, then turned around and looked at the few people around him.

"You, what are you going to do?" Andrew asked timidly.

"What are we going to do? Boy, if you hand over the watch in your pocket, maybe we will be gentler when we beat you later." The scar-faced man smiled sinisterly.

"Why, why is this a watch I picked up, and I pick things up here every day? When did this place become your base?" Andrew had a hint of stubbornness on his face. He was not very experienced in the world and had not yet realized that he was The current situation of being inferior to others.

"You son of a bitch, you still dare to talk back. Today I will teach you what it means to know the current affairs." After saying that, the scar-faced man punched Andrew in the face, followed by a burst of punches and kicks from everyone.

Pain suddenly came from all parts of Andrew's body, but he couldn't feel the pain soon, because a more severe pain began to spread from Andrew's body.

He was too familiar with this feeling. The beatings of these people made the originally stable power in his body suddenly become tyrannical, rolling in his body like boiling water. Andrew realized that if the beating continued, something would happen. What,

"No, stop, please, stop quickly," Andrew begged hurriedly.

"Huh, now I know it's too late to be afraid. Brothers, keep beating me until he can't stand up." Naturally, the scar-faced man and others would not stop so easily. They took this opportunity to vent all the dissatisfaction they had accumulated in their daily lives. On Andrew.

But what they didn't notice was that a layer of bluish-gray keratin like stones had spread to Andrew's neck, and his eyes were bloodshot and started to turn red.

Andrew used his last strength to say to the person who was beating him:

"Stop now, otherwise, you will die."

But Andrew's reminder was actually too late.

"Boy, you still dare to threaten me. It seems you haven't suffered enough." As he said that, the scar-faced man punched Andrew in the abdomen with all his strength.

"Ah oh"

But the next second, the scar-faced man let out a violent scream. The veins on his forehead were exposed, and he was holding his broken finger with a painful expression. The scar-faced man felt as if the punch he just punched was not on a person, but on a hard stone. The powerful reaction force directly broke his fingers.

"I said, stop." Andrew raised his head, opened his blood-red eyes, and made a low and hoarse voice from his mouth.

Then Andrew punched the scar-faced man. The scar-faced man was knocked away and fell heavily against the opposite wall. At this time, the scar-faced man's chest was covered in blood and flesh, his ribs were all broken, and his internal organs were all broken. Broken, slipped from the wall, fell to the ground, blood flowed from his Qiqiao.

The remaining people stared at Andrew blankly, their feet moving backward unconsciously. They wanted to run, but their legs kept shaking because of fear, and they couldn't take a step forward.

At this time, Andrew's entire right arm, up to half of his lower jaw, had turned into rock, and his arm was more than twice as big as before.

"You, what on earth are you?" Before the man could finish speaking, he was punched out by Andrew.

For a moment, the alley was like a hell on earth, with flesh and blood flying everywhere and screams.

"Please, no, let me go, ah ah ah." Andrew grabbed the leg of the last homeless man and swung it on the ground, back and forth several times, until it was smashed to a bloody mess, and it was not human-like, and then he Throw it out.

The crowd on the street had long heard the screams in the alley, and now they suddenly saw a twisted corpse flying out, causing a burst of screams and panic.

Andrew stumbled towards the outside of the alley, and eventually there was a roar of struggle from time to time. He was sitting in the final struggle with the monster in his body, but it was of no avail, his body was constantly petrifying and expanding.

The patrolmen on the street also noticed that something was wrong in the alley. After a while, several police cars surrounded the entrance of the alley. A group of policemen hid behind the cars and pointed their guns into the alley. Suddenly, I saw Andrew walking from the alley.

"Help me" Andrew begged in a hoarse voice.

"Sir, please lie down on Shet with your hands on your head immediately." A policeman shouted to Andrew, but as he was about to speak, he was frightened by Andrew's stone monster-like body, and lost his temper with a shake of his hands.

Immediately afterwards, other policemen followed blindly and poured out bullets in their hands.

Andrew subconsciously blocked his arm in front of him. At this time, his arm was as thick as a human head, and the bullet hit it, except for a spark and a few small stones, which had almost no effect.

On the contrary, Andrew's body swelled a step further. After a while, Andrew's body was almost petrified, only half of his face remained human, and his body also swelled to a height of more than two meters.

"Roar"

With a beast-like roar, Andrew was no longer passively defensive, and he rushed toward the alley.

"bang"

The police car at the entrance of the alley was knocked away, along with several police officers who had no time to escape.

The streets were suddenly in chaos, with people running around, policemen at a loss, and cars exploding, like the end of the world.

To be continued