Marvel Fire Lord

Fiery red flames surrounded Xiao Shixuan's body, the astonishing hot temperature, and the frightening suffocation in the air.

In Xiao Shixuan's vision, there is the so-called sewer, the so-called weird ghost Spider-Woman Gwen, and the so-called venom.

They are all illusions, none of them exist.

"where is this place!"

The drastic changes before his eyes caused Xiao Shixuan's brain to freeze.

It was clear that Gwen was ready to take his life just now, and it was clear that he was still confronting Gwen in the sewer a moment ago. Why is he here now that he has restored the power of the revenge flame?

There was nothing around him except for an iron cage in which he was imprisoned.

What about the Gwen people?

What about Venom Man?

What about sewers?

Xiao Shixuan subconsciously wanted to touch his face with his hands, but found that his right hand was connected to the wall by a silver handcuff.

Possessed by the flame of revenge, Xiao Shixuan's fiery red eyes scanned everything around him.

Everything he saw before his transformation was completely unrelated to what he saw in his current state.

One is a dirty sewer, and the other is an empty cage.

The so-called black glove on the right hand, the so-called venom tissue on the foot, and the wound...

Everything is an illusion.

The so-called therapeutic glove on his right hand is actually a handcuff in an iron cage on the wall, and there is a pair of heavy shackles on his injured foot.

Was it a hallucination just now? Or is this just my hallucination now? !

Obviously I just got a power from Gwen to restore the flame of revenge, so Gwen just now must be real?

But what about the Gwen people now?

The flame of revenge was burning in every cell in Xiao Shixuan's body. Xiao Shixuan grabbed the handcuffs holding him with his backhand, and a terrifying temperature burst out from Xiao Shixuan's palms.

The pair of silver handcuffs turned into a stream of red-hot iron in Xiao Shixuan's hands and dripped to the ground.

There was a sizzling sound.

But when Xiao Shixuan wanted to melt the shackles on his feet, he found that although the thick shackles were burned red by him, there was no trace of melting.

"This thing!" Xiao Shixuan squatted down, grabbing the iron ring at his ankle with both hands, gritting his teeth and frantically mobilizing the revenge flame in his body in the palm of his hand.

In an instant, the temperature in Xiao Shixuan's hands rose to a terrifying level, and there was a burning and tingling sound in the air for no apparent reason.

As the shackles held by Xiao Shixuan's hands slowly melted, the ground beneath his feet cracked into a terrifying gray crack the size of a fingertip.

At the same time, Xiao Shixuan was in a monitoring room on the th floor above the prison.

Erickson was talking on the phone with General Ross from the U.S. government military, laughing happily, "General Ross, we are all businessmen. As long as the money comes to your account, I will give it to you right away. "

"That's natural. I, Erickson, have been doing this for more than years and I have never failed."

Just as Erickson and his business partner, General Ross, were having friendly business discussions one after another, the phone call hadn't even been hung up yet.

One of his men, Lorca, stumbled open his office door.

"Boss! Cargo No. just woke up! He is about to break free now!!!" Luo Ka rushed in, covered in sweat, his face twisted, as if he had just seen something that frightened him.

Looking at his embarrassed subordinate, Erickson didn't realize what happened for a while.

In other words, he had heard the report from his men and understood the meaning of this sentence in his mind.

But Erickson has been engaged in human trafficking for more than years. No one has ever been able to wake up so quickly under his hypnosis, and no one belonging to him has ever escaped from the prison he personally gave him.

"How is that possible?" Erickson frowned tightly.

General Ross, who had not yet hung up the phone, heard the voices of Roca and Erickson in the office. Before hanging up, he said to Erickson in a friendly manner: "Erickson, I am also happy to help you. It depends on whether you are willing to solve a little trouble."

Listening to the voice on the phone at hand, Erickson woke up from the brief shock and slammed the phone down.

Years of wandering on the edge of life and death have long since created Erickson's strong heart. His black eyes are free of shock, like a bloodthirsty python staring at the subordinate in front of him.

"Say clearly, what's going on!"

Locka, who was stared at by Eric, trembled and explained: "Just now, we moved Cargo No. from the New York base to the lowest prison, and put the hardest handcuffs and shackles on him in the base. , but when Ska and I put the shackles on him, his whole body was burned with flames... Then he seemed to wake up, Ska was close at the time, and was burned into a pile of black ashes by the flames."

After listening to the report from his men, Erickson stood up and walked to Luo Ka, kicked Luo Ka on the head, and kicked Luo Ka over who was lying on the ground with a trembling body, "Damn! Even for such a trivial matter. Can’t do it well!”

Luoka, who was kicked over by Erickson, lay on the ground and did not dare to raise his head. He cried and begged: "Boss! I really didn't touch him with my hands. He suddenly woke up on his own..."

boom!

Erickson put the pistol back into his pocket with a sullen face, picked up the walkie-talkie and walked towards the office door cursing, "Damn! It's not your fault, could it be that I made a mistake in hypnosis?!"

As a major expert on human trafficking that has been rampant in the world for more than years, Erickson has been involved in tens of thousands of missing persons cases.

His ability to go from an ordinary homeless man to the top of the world's largest human trafficker is closely related to his own hypnotic ability.

As the king of the dirtiest cause in the underground, Erickson is more conceited and more black-hearted than Kingpin, who ruled the New York underground.

He does not allow himself to fail, nor does he allow his failure to be seen by others, nor does he allow others to shirk the responsibility for failure on him.

Hearing the gunshots in the office, the seven or eight mercenaries guarding the door just opened the door, and Erickson walked out of the office with a cold face.

"Take people down to block all passages below the fifteenth floor, and transfer all goods above the fifteenth floor to base seven." Erickson walked towards the elevator and ordered the mercenaries around him. road.

Although Erickson is cocky, he hasn't let the surprise get to his head yet.

Anyone who has watched the news knows that the flame giant is terrifying. Among modern weapons, at least missiles and above are required to have such destructive power.

"Boss, there are at least people above the fifteenth floor. If they are all moved, they may be discovered by the CIA." A mercenary turned his head slightly and glanced at the body lying in a pool of blood in the room, and whispered to Erickson. road.

Erickson grinned back and revealed a sinister sneer, "Then select the important goods for me to transfer, and give each other goods a gun. Tell them that as long as they kill the man downstairs who is covered in risk, Those who are on fire, I will let them go."

"Let them sharpen that guy's strength for me first. My cash cow can't just run away." Staring at the flaming figure hitting the iron door on the monitor in the corridor, Erickson smiled happily. .

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