The God of Death in American Comics

At 514 Bailey Street, there was chaos around the street.

Ordinary people have long been awakened, and some young people who come out at night are chased and killed by crazy mutants.

As for the police.

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Sound waves visible to the naked eye passed by, and a police car with its siren lights flashing was blown up. Also buried with it were the New York City police officers hiding behind the vehicle. .

John Jaa, a mutant, has the ability to emit ultrasonic waves through his mouth, causing explosions at targeted targets.

But a few hours ago, his ability was limited to lighting a cigarette.

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bang

John Jia, who lost the target of the police car, randomly found a car to vent his anger.

John was very satisfied with the destruction he had caused. He didn't know why, but now his mind was full of destruction, destruction, including murder.

"Um"

A similar person whose whole body was wrapped in a light white frost appeared on the opposite side.

He smiled nonchalantly. He would not show mercy to his kind. Just now, a fellow mutant who could only spit bubbles was killed by him.

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He opened his mouth and shouted loudly, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye quickly moved forward.

A moment later, a huge explosion spread out from the street, and thick black smoke covered the other party.

But just when John Jia thought he had killed the opponent and was about to continue the destruction, an ice pick shot out of the smoke.

wow.

A tearing pain came from his face, and John Jia knew he was injured.

The violence in his eyes kept flashing, and the blood would only further arouse the current manic state.

The smoke generated by the explosion also dissipated at this time.

A huge wall of frost appeared in the middle of the street. Although the ice in the middle had been torn apart by its own explosion, the one behind it was intact.

As soon as the Komamura Zuozhen walked out of the gate of the base, they saw these two people standing in the middle of the road, looking like they were in a life-and-death battle.

"Please listen to me!" As he waved his hands, the white feather fabric fluttered in the wind, and Komamura Zuozhen shouted loudly.

After a brief silence, Komamura responded with an ice pick that shone with cold light and a sonic attack.

Under the influence of the potion, these mutants who were forced to strengthen would not stop with a word.

Inside the closed helmet, Komamura Zuozhen's eyes narrowed, and his face became serious for a moment.

"Such a weak and powerless attack cannot defeat me."

With a casual wave of his hand, the ice pick, which seemed extremely fast to ordinary people, was shattered at will.

As for John Jia's explosive ability, a powerful force field detonated around Komamura before he even got close to him.

The captain-level Haori rose and fell with the wind, and the air in the street became heavy in vain. Johnja and Iceman finally showed expressions of fear on their faces, and Komamura's already tall voice expanded infinitely in their eyes.

With a movement of his feet, he arrived in front of the mutant who could create ice cones and ice walls in an instant.

A wall of ice rose suddenly and quickly from the ground, wrapping the opponent.

"Defense? At this strength." Komamura left the formation.

There was a crisp sound of ice breaking. To Komamura, the ice wall of this strength was almost like paper.

At the same time, the ground began to shake slightly, and an evil spiritual pressure suddenly enveloped the surrounding streets.

There was a monster-like roar on one side of the intersection, and a humanoid figure as big as a hill broke through a wall and rushed out.

After casually knocking out the mutant who was still making ice in front of him, Komamura Zuozhen looked aside.

Maybe it can no longer be called a human form. It is almost two stories tall and cannot be hit with a human being with eight sticks.

Although John Jia was afraid of the oppression brought by Komamura, he instinctively sensed that this might be an opening.

While Komamura was paying attention to the monster that just appeared, Johnja launched a sonic attack and opened his mouth wide.

Komamura's left formation's eyes turned under his helmet, and the feathers behind him were swaying majestically. The air around him suddenly distorted, and the spiritual pressure in essence came out through his body.

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With just one look, John Jia's eyes instantly turned white and he lost his ability to fight. He fell on his back and fainted.

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Turning his head in the direction of the suddenly appearing Ningyo, the Zanpakuto was drawn out from his waist and slashed into the air in front of the target.

Roar, damn it.

A huge samurai sword appeared across the sky, and following Komamura's movements, it pressed forward, unstoppable.

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The road surface seemed to be shaken by a violent earthquake.

A howl of pain came out, and the human form was still alive.

"Is that why I kept my hand?" Komamura Zuozhen looked at a huge 200-meter-long ravine that was split. This was the result of his withdrawal of strength.

"It's just right, I don't need to do it myself."

Three figures quickly approached the humanoid figure who was still struggling on the ground.

In an instant, the sword flashed, and the already seriously injured humanoid was directly killed by several Death clones.

The base door opened, and Ye Feng walked out with Oh Maeda and a dozen cloned Shinigami.

"Deputy Captain Omaeda, I leave it to you to clean up the mutants and humanoids who are destroying the streets around you," Ye Feng ordered after listening to the commotion around him.

"Don't worry, we'll be invincible at the front," Ohmaeda assured, slapping his chest, then waved his hand and shouted, "Let's go."

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In an instant, Ye Feng was the only one left in the same place.

I looked at the messy and damaged municipal facilities around me.

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Ye Feng noticed that not far away, an SUV was approaching quickly.

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There was a screeching sound of brakes, and a large amount of white smoke floated out from the hood.

Looking at this SUV that seemed to have been rushed back from Afghanistan, Ye Feng's lips curled up.

The car door opened and a familiar face appeared.

"Gu, Mr. Consultant." Sitwell, a bald Indian agent wearing plain glasses, barely put on a smile and greeted listlessly.

One hand was still covering his stomach, and it seemed that he was pulling on the wound while speaking. Sitwell grinned in pain.

"It's you, Agent Sitwell, are you being hunted?" Ye Feng looked at the other party's appearance.

He was attacked on the way to seek help.

"Absolutely. It's just that I'm closer to here, so the director asked me to come here first." Sitwell's injury was caused on the viaduct.

After the mission was messed up, he was simply bandaged and was called out by Nick Fury again.

However, Sitwell did encounter a lot of attacks along the way. If it weren't for the unit's special vehicle and the lack of people on the street at this point, Sitwell might have been blocked by a mutant who could control flames at the last intersection. .

His eyes subconsciously glanced at the destroyed streets around him and the mutants lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead.

"Do you know what this is going on, Agent Sitwell? I don't know why these mutants suddenly attacked us. If Captain Komamura wasn't pretty skilled, maybe you wouldn't even be able to see me." Ye Feng opened the door A joke.

Sitwell naturally selectively brushed over Ye Feng's joking words, "We are also investigating this matter. In short, it is quite serious. The entire city has fallen into large-scale turmoil."

"I already know that Deputy Captain Ohmaeda has led our rescue team to start the cleanup task. I believe it won't be long before the turmoil around the streets will calm down."

Sitwell smiled bitterly, "Advisor, the entire city is in big trouble now, and we need the power of Soul Society."

S.H.I.E.L.D. doesn't want peace and quiet around the streets.

Although the police department has joined forces with the military to suppress mutants in these cities, the proportion of ordinary people killed in battles with such superhuman beings is too high.

Unless the National Guard can open fire at will in the city without any scruples, groups like mutants will have too many diverse forces.

They need super strength.

The first thing Nick Fury thought of was Ye Feng's Soul Society forces.

Although Xavier's School for Gifted Youngsters wanted to participate in this reinforcement operation, how could Nick Fury still trust the power of mutants under such circumstances.

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