Marvel, the beginning of the fusion thunder fruit

Las Vegas is a city in the desert. The sun is blazing in the sky and the sun is scorching the earth. Cars are driving on the road. Yesterday's mud has long been turned into dust.

The city of sin during the day has completely lost its bustle at night. Many gamblers have returned to their rooms to recharge their batteries. During the day, it has become a tourist attraction in the hearts of tourists from all over the world.

If it weren't for the occasional police cars that appeared on the roadside, raising clouds of dust, it would be easy to forget the madness of the night.

Kyle, who originally wanted to welcome the morning, slept until noon. The scorching sun and night became two contrasts. The god of hell abdicated and the god of the sun took over the power.

Kyle slowly got up on the bed. He was completely drunk from champagne, brandy, and whiskey yesterday, and finally fell asleep in a coma in the room.

After getting up and ordering lunch, Kyle walked to the window and looked at the scenery outside the window. There was a swimsuit party going on in the pool below, which seemed to never stop.

After lunch, Kyle blocked the dazzling sunlight, put on some clothes, and lay comfortably on the sofa nearby, while major news events were played on the TV nearby.

For some reason, General Ross of the military suddenly proposed to deploy a missile launch base capable of carrying nuclear warheads in Turkey, aiming directly at the Soviet Big Brother.

Not only was an emergency meeting held, but missiles carrying nuclear warheads were located on the coastline. As long as the meeting was approved, they could be deployed in the shortest time.

There were reports about this in the news all day long. Many people were happy and happy that the country could threaten Big Brother, without thinking of the consequences of this incident.

Kyle naturally knew what was going on. The Black Emperor had begun to exert his efforts and wanted to start a nuclear war to baptize mankind. If the Black Emperor finally knew that his genes were not turned on by nuclear radiation at all, he didn't know whether he would collapse.

The news on TV has come to an end. There will be a summit meeting tonight, and a group of military leaders will discuss it again. Kyle knows that this bill will definitely be passed, but he just doesn't know when.

But it would be useless if he passed. When the time comes, the Black Emperor will be pinned down on the beach by the two future leaders and beaten violently. He will also have to help out. There is no way he can escape this beating.

After that, he switched to a TV show, a medical show, and Nygma, as a famous doctor in Las Vegas, naturally appeared on it.

While explaining the prevention and control of infectious diseases, the host would occasionally make jokes about AIDS and black people, but Nygma just responded with a standard smile.

Kyle held the information about Nygma sent by David in his hand and flipped through the pages.

Nygma is not from a medical family. On the contrary, he came from a very humble background. He was just an orphan in a slum. He relied on his own talents to gradually become a medical genius.

His adoptive parents both disappeared before Nygma graduated from university, which became an unsolved case. After Nygma inherited a meager property, he officially became a doctor.

The strange thing is that although Nygma is moving forward as a doctor, it is recorded in the file that Nygma often has some medical accidents.

Although these are small things, they often cause some damage to people. From time to time, the patient's body will be scratched on the operating table. Fortunately, it will not affect the results of the operation.

With this information in mind, Kyle then opened Nygma's report on the adoptive parents' family. His father had been drinking alcohol for many years and had poor interpersonal relationships. After he disappeared, no friend even cared about his well-being.

The mother was born in poverty and worked as a maid for a wealthy family before being fired. According to the information, she had mild mental illness, paranoia, and fantasies.

Kyle put down the information in his hand and looked at Nygma talking on the TV with an intriguing smile. His guess about Nygma was not wrong at all.

Antisocial personality: This kind of person has difficulty empathizing with others. The most common manifestation is abuse, seeking stimulation in abuse or other hobbies.

It is difficult to have feelings for the things around them and they have quick thinking. Most of them are geniuses. In order to cover up this situation, some people pretend to be more normal than normal people.

This is a talent that Kyle doesn't want to let go. Compared with mutants, such talents are the most rare. Mutants' power comes from genetic mutations, and this kind of person's power comes from themselves.

Leisurely time is always short, and before you know it, it's night, and mandrills are in and out.

Nygma didn't come today for some reason, and only his assistant Kelly came to do some examinations for Kyle.

And Kelly has been staying in the hotel. I don’t know what kind of magic the dancer used to make Kelly, a serious-looking beauty, linger there all the time.

Regarding Nygma, Kyle always felt like he wanted to run away, as if a lie had been exposed, and he was running away from Kyle, the exposer, not daring to face his true self.

"Mr. Xiao! I'm here to see you off!"

Just as Kyle was about to go out, Victor's subordinate David came to Kyle's room, dressed in combat uniform and a windbreaker covering the two guns at his waist.There is just an extra dagger on the calf.

"Private car transfer, are you afraid that I won't fulfill my promise?"

Kyle looked at the dagger on David's leg and wondered whether this send-off was David's idea or Victor's.

"Of course not, it's just that I think it's necessary for me to see Mr. Xiao off."

David reached out and took out a pair of keys, shook the car keys and said to Kyle.

In Las Vegas, under the dim street lights, a car was driving on the street. Kyle was sitting in the back seat, holding a golden dagger in his hand.

"Mr. Xiao, Victor revealed your information to Colt, which is very detrimental to you!

And Victor said there are people like you around Colt!

If you are willing, I can take over all of Victor's forces without risking Colt's place at all! "

David drove in front and gradually reached the suburbs. In the distance, a black castle stood in the shadows.

"At first I just wanted to rob a hotel, and then I wanted the Flamingo Hotel. Finally, I negotiated with Victor and wanted to control the underground world of Las Vegas. Now I have a bigger goal, which is All of Las Vegas!”

In the back seat, Kyle looked at David through the rearview mirror and understood David's kindness. Then as he approached the castle, Kyle asked David to stop the car.

"Be careful. Colt's place must be heavily guarded, and the mutants Victor mentioned will also be there!"

“Don’t worry about me David, I will kill him quietly and no one will know who did it!

If you really want to help me, go back and catch my doctor, all you have to do is wait for me at the Flamingo Hotel! "

After getting out of the car, Kyle stood beside the car and lowered his head and said to David in the car.

"By the way, what's your superpower? Mutant David?"

"I'm so accurate!"