Marvel's The Force Awakens

This...

Peter's mind went blank and he could hardly believe what he was seeing.The goal they had been chasing for so long... died just like that.

However, everything he saw before his eyes confirmed this absurd fact.A gap with a diameter of five meters was blown out of the side of the building, and the cold night wind continued to penetrate into the room.Jinji's body, which looked like a rag bag, was blown away by the explosion to a cement pillar seven or eight meters away from where he stood, lying motionless in the gradually spreading pool of blood. inside.

A generation of heroes died in such a miserable way.

All the controlled policemen in the building stiffened for a moment, as if they were not used to the disappearance of the voice that dominated them.However, the next moment, a more terrifying consciousness once again occupied their bodies.

Kilgrave, who had been standing next to Kingpin before, slowly got up from the ground.The cement fragments ejected from the explosion opened a large wound on his left arm, but at this time, he didn't care about it at all.With trembling hands, he tore off the cloth bag that had been covering his face, revealing his features underneath.

At this time, he could no longer see his original appearance when he met Peter.That handsome face has now turned into a face that can only be seen in horror movies.His skin had numerous bluish-purple spots the size of copper coins, many of which looked completely rotten, looking like dyed zombies.A piece of metal that looked like a claw was also firmly nailed to his Tianling Cap, and two of the claw tips pierced into his temples.

"Ahhh"

Kilgrave didn't hesitate to grab the instrument that seemed to have become a part of him.As he howled in pain, the instrument that looked like it was made of some high-end alloy was constantly twisting and deforming in his hands, and his scalp was torn open by himself in this brutal move. .

This move is enough to make any onlooker feel numb as if it lasts for a century.In the end, Kilgrave finally tore off the instrument that restricted him and threw it to his feet. The horrific wound on his head began to squirm at this time, healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.The extremely ugly man covered his face, and the images of the cruel torture he had suffered in the past few weeks flashed through his mind one by one.However, after being silent for a few seconds, he laughed heartily.

Freedom, nothing is sweeter than freedom.

Kilgrave stood up and moved his familiar yet unfamiliar body.He casually picked up a ceramic coffee cup from the desk nearby, and with little effort, it shattered into pieces in his palm.A few drops of black-red blood oozed from the cut palm, but it was mostly healed in just ten seconds.

Kilgrave's smile grew wider and wider.Even though I had been a transcendent existence before, I had always been disdainful of those physical powers.But after experiencing so much, he has deeply realized the preciousness of every ounce of power.

Although the human experiments Kingpin conducted on him again and again did give him a way to control himself, they also seemed to awaken some kind of power hidden deep in Kilgrave's body.Sure enough, if you survive a disaster, you will be blessed later. Everything Jin Wei did to himself only made him more perfect.

At this moment, his hand unconsciously touched a decaying purple spot on his face, and he was also paused.

Okay, maybe not that perfect.Kilgrave thought so, but he didn't have much trouble in his heart.As long as he can find his bastard parents, these innocuous little problems should be solved.

Of course, my primary goal is to preserve my hard-won freedom.

Kilgrave looked along the gap opened by the explosion. A number of police helicopters had already begun to arrive less than 50 meters away from the building.

Lingering, the high-power searchlights above them also lit up the building through the windows.The hastily organized storming teams also picked up their anti-riot shields and rushed into the police headquarters.

To run away, to run away, to run away.

This thought screamed in Kilgrave's mind.Kilgrave no longer dared to underestimate the power of these ordinary people. Since a mere gang boss could defeat him, the state machinery was naturally not something he could compete with.

He rolled his eyes and immediately gave the puppets he controlled his first order after regaining his freedom.

"Launch a suicide attack and buy me at least 15 minutes."

On a building more than 100 meters away from the police station building, Barnes put away his rocket launcher again and handed it to the assistant standing next to him.

"The mission has been completed, we will evacuate now. The police have noticed our location, and we must clean up all traces of this place before they arrive."

"As ordered," his assistant responded briefly and succinctly, and the voice coming from under the mask was a female voice as clear as a wind chime.

But inside the police station, Matt's ears twitched and he looked in the direction of Barnes.

That's... Erica

No, this is not possible.Matt kept denying this absurd conjecture in his mind, but the doubts in his heart still lingered, shrouding his mind like a dark cloud.However, no matter how hard he listened, the familiar voice did not appear again.

"Matt, what's wrong with you?" Peter also noticed something was wrong with Matt.Faced with this concerned inquiry, Matt just shook his head.

"It's nothing, maybe I just heard wrong." Matt didn't want Peter to worry about one more thing. After all, there were already enough things on the young man's mind.

George's unconscious body was lying in front of Peter.The explosion just now dealt the final blow to this unyielding middle-aged man.Although he was not hit directly, a piece of blown iron pierced his lower abdomen, and the blood from his injured tongue began to flow back into his trachea, blocking the inflow of air.

Peter's left hand was pressed near the wound on George's abdomen, constantly injecting healing energy into his body.And his right hand slowly pulled over the wound, trying to use the Force to pull out the iron piece embedded in George's body.

However, this supposedly simple move turned out to be quite difficult for the current Peter.The anxious thoughts in his mind kept destroying his concentration.

He cannot die, George must live well.Otherwise...how should I explain to Gewen?

A feeling of despair that made him powerless continued to grow like a virus, spreading to all parts of his body.And inside his own body that he couldn't observe, the source of the force that was already stained with a layer of gray began to gradually boil and transform.

At this critical moment, a cool breath came out of Peter's own mind, dispersing the negative breath in his body without him knowing it, and Peter himself suddenly entered an ethereal state. , the force docilely surrounded his fingers, allowing his own power to continue to grow.

And less than three seconds later, Peter suddenly withdrew from this state.And George's wound in front of him had mostly healed, and his blood was no longer draining.Although he was still unconscious at this time, he was just falling asleep due to dehydration.

As for Peter on the side, he raised his hands in surprise.Not only did this treatment not consume his mental energy, the fatigue accumulated before had been swept away, and he felt that his whole body was full of strength.

How is this going