The strongest in the United States

The deafening gunshots in the alley caused a little commotion on Charles Cross Street, but it was quickly calmed down by the Russian gangsters who hurriedly arrived. The surrounding guests quickly returned to normal. The gangs were fighting over land, which was normal. .

A corpse with an expression of fear permanently condensed on its face.

The air was stuffy, and the thick smell of blood was pungent and unpleasant, but no one spoke, and everyone looked solemn. Vladimir, one of the top thugs arranged by the Russian gang on Charles Street, had an exaggerated body shape and terrifying strength, and a pair of hands. A thug who had broken countless people's necks and was a notorious gangster in the New York underworld was stabbed through the throat with a sharp weapon, and it looked like it was most likely him who fired the gun.

What kind of person could make Vladimir die so neatly.

In the end, the person in charge of the Charles Cross Street business, a man with dark eyes, a thin body and a beautiful mustache, covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief and said with an unlucky look on his face: "Before the police come, hurry up and get this for me." Get rid of the unappetizing corpse. If the police see it, my business will be affected again. Jerry, go and inform the boss that Vladimir has been killed."

After arranging these, the man sighed meaningfully and said, "Damn, has the chaos started again? This is my business?"

Time went back to 5 minutes ago. The man looked at the nervous and serious little girl in front of him. She was short, thin, and had stains on her face. She looked like a homeless kitten. It was hard to imagine such a little girl. The girl actually asked him to kill someone.

Her nervous eyes were still flashing with fear, hatred and perseverance. After several years of miserable life, Lyanna no longer feared corpses, but a man who deflected bullets and killed giants with his bare hands, the experience of street life in recent years told She should stay away from men like this.

But

Lyanna thought of the days and nights when she endured hunger, punches, kicks, and even cigarette butts on her belt, and those days and nights when she dared not sleep with fear and hunger. If this man could kill the giant, he must also be able to kill Jaime. As long as Jamie died, she would be free.

Fear then turned to hatred. That kind of look was unimaginable for children living in happiness. Lyanna said firmly again, "Sir, if you want to thank me, please help me kill someone."

She was too thin to look like, with big eyes and messy hair like a little beggar. The man seemed to see his own shadow in Lyanna. She had experienced dark years, and it was not difficult to see the scars and bruises on the exposed parts of her body. Speculate what kind of life this child leads.

The man tilted his head and looked at Lyanna, who also looked up at him, with a firm and stubborn expression. He reached out and touched the top of Lyanna's head. The very soft hair, he could feel the child's body shaking.

Just like the scene in his memory, on that gloomy and rainy day, he was held down in the cold muddy water by several knife-wielding gangsters. If that man hadn't appeared, maybe he would have died that time.

The man smiled and said in a slow tone, "Brave child, you just saved me. Let's leave here first and fill our stomachs first, and then I will take you to realize your wish."

Lyanna looked at the man's hand. The fingers were long and the nails were neatly manicured, but the back of the hand was covered with thick calluses and there was almost dried blood on it.

Lyanna was in a daze. She didn't even know how long it had been since anyone had spoken to her like this. She didn't even know it in her memory. For a moment, Lyanna looked at this man who was not handsome. His warm smile was like the sunshine in winter. So warm.

She stretched out her hand, a hand that was cracked and covered with wounds. She stretched it out tremblingly. The man gently reached forward and held the little hand in his palm.

He is very brave and fierce, and never thinks that he is a good person. His master told him that he should keep a thin line in his life and never punch all the way. But when necessary, he does not hesitate to kill people, but he threatens and beats children like this. , scumbags who use violence and fear to coerce children to make money should not live in this world.

The man walked up to the killed Russian man, reached out and skillfully took out his wallet, and pulled out about a few hundred dollars in cash.

He proudly waved the banknotes in front of Lyanna's eyes, stretched out his hand to scratch her upturned little nose, and then said with a smile, "Look, we are rich now, do you know what delicious food is nearby? I am very interested in this place." Not very familiar."

The gunshots had caused a commotion outside. The man did not go out of the alley. Instead, he pulled Lyanna deeper into the alley. The precocious little girl resisted a little at first, but soon, she followed him. The man looked down at her and whispered,

"My name is Wang Zang."

Lyanna led the way. Even if she held Wang Zang's hand, she would always look up from time to time. If everything in front of her was a dream, it would completely destroy a child's last inner defense.

The two people, one large and one small, walked in silence. In fact, Wang Zang was really not familiar with this place. He had only been in New York, or New York in this world, for only two days.

Originally, he thought he had appeared in New York for unknown reasons after becoming seriously ill, and English was not difficult for him. However, some information he obtained immediately allowed him to easily judge that he was not in his original world.

The time was wrong. When the locals communicated, some completely unknown historical events and figures were revealed. In the past two days, major radio stations, newspapers, and all media were frantically tracking the story of billionaire Tony Stark who was kidnapped by terrorists in Afghanistan. case

Tony Stark, Iron Man, was a guy who was so famous in the previous world that even the "ignorant" Wang Zang discovered the problem.

Marvel

A world that is different from the previous life, crazy and bizarre, full of technology, mutations, evolution, and even gods and devils.

Wang Zang is not familiar with the Marvel world, and his only knowledge is just from listening to the names and events mentioned by some young people while chatting enthusiastically between boxing exercises. But one thing is certain, that is, this world has enough What a powerful guy, even powerful enough to destroy the entire universe.

His heart that was supposed to be failing was beating powerfully. No matter how hard he didn't believe it, something magical had already happened. In his previous life, he had defeated all his opponents and passed away without regrets.

But now he has a new goal, and the warlike blood is burning in his veins.

Since God has given him another opponent, let's kill them all.

After bidding farewell to the past, Wang Zang began his wandering life on the streets. While learning more about the world, he also looked for targets to test his current strength. He was like a beast that came to a strange jungle and had to hunt and kill it. To determine one's position in the food chain, of course, taking this opportunity to obtain some living expenses is also one of the main purposes.

With a few hundred dollars in their pockets, Wang Zang and Lyanna filled their bellies at the girl's dream restaurant, bought some clothes for Lyanna, and freshened them up. She finally looked like a normal little girl, just skinny. Unfortunately, the bruises all over his body attracted unkind looks from many people around him.

But to Wang Zang, this obviously didn't matter. As the two of them walked forward in silence, Wang Zang was thinking about a question, a question that jumped into his mind when the Russian man shot behind his back just now.

In fact, Wang Zang's master, Wang Wu, was a boxing master of his generation. He took advantage of other families to form his own family. He defeated countless famous masters in his life, but he never killed anyone in his life. The master's boxing always left room for success. He was a master. His magnanimity is also the principle he teaches Wang Zang every day.

As a result, Wang Zang would always limit himself to leaving room for action, but what happened just now told him that today is different from the past. This place that is not like the original world is more dangerous than the original world.

"After all, this is an extremely dangerous world. Bullets flying from nowhere, inexplicable abilities, endless layers of superheroes and villains, there are countless things that could kill me."

Wang Zang clenched his fists hard. Today's encounter was a complete accident, but fate is so magical. Just like his former master, he also became a child's hero.

Wang Zang was quickly freed from such complicated thoughts. Worrying about gains and losses would only make his fists hesitant. No matter who the opponent was, just defeat him.

Lyanna carefully led the way. The surrounding environment became increasingly bad, with chaotic graffiti on the walls, stinky garbage on the streets, and garishly dressed bastards and villains everywhere. After putting his hand into the guy's hand in his pocket and kicking his dagger-wielding companion five meters away, no one around dared to provoke their strange pair.

"That's why I like to be a villain."

Looking at the fearful eyes around him, Wang Zang, who had calmed down, muttered in a low voice.

As the destination gradually approached, the little girl's expression became more and more nervous. Wang Zang could even feel her little hands trembling slightly, and she was about to resist the most terrifying nightmare in her heart. As a ten-year-old child, she couldn't do it without fear. of.

Rubbing Lyanna's soft pale golden hair with his hand, Wang Zang said slowly, "Child, don't be afraid. One day you will not understand that when you have the will to conquer everything and the ability to take action for it, Determination, you will find that fear is actually just a layer of window paper that can be broken when you poke it, just like Jamie who scares you now. When you defeat him, when you look back in the past, you will find that he is just garbage. , has no right to make you fearful."

Wang Zang's inscrutable teachings to himself clearly had no effect, because as the destination gradually approached, Lyanna was so nervous that she could hardly breathe, panicking like a dog surrounded by vicious dogs. Surrounded by kittens.

"Little girl, you will understand in the future."

When the nervous Lyanna stopped, there was an abandoned car recycling plant more than ten meters away. Wang Zang scratched Lyanna's little nose, held her nervous and wet palm, and smiled slowly. "Let's go, let's conquer fear."