Marvel, the beginning of the fusion thunder fruit

"I'm old now and want to retire! I need a suitable heir, so I didn't hide."

Colt said lonely, like a lone wolf waiting for Kyle's verdict, watching quietly as Kyle dropped the last piece of apple peel on the ground.

"What are you doing? Do you want to accept me as your heir to survive?"

Kyle put the bloody apple in his mouth and took a bite, slowly chewing the crispy and sweet flesh in his mouth.

"Rather than survive, I want to see what the future underground king will look like?"

Colt spoke slowly, the shadow of his brow bone made Colt's eyes hidden in the darkness, so deep and unfathomable.

"Make a review!"

Kyle took the core in his hand, stood up and walked towards Colt. The golden dagger penetrated the core and pointed at Colt's head.

"I'm very disappointed, he turned out to be a lunatic!"

Colt laughed contemptuously, and then did not resist. He held his hands on the table, but his heartbeat was slowly speeding up.

"Then you will be even more disappointed. I will not be the underground king of this city in the future!"

Kyle placed the apple sideways on Colt's mouth, put it in Colt's mouth, and made a funny cat sound in his mouth.

"Your superpower? Victor said you have someone like me around you? Why aren't you here? I still want to have a good chat with him. He will definitely be influenced by me!"

Colt closed his mouth tightly and frowned at the apple core in front of him. This was undoubtedly an insult to an old wolf.

"Hellfire is making big moves and they don't have time!"

When Kyle heard Hellfire's name, he suddenly stopped what he was doing, put the dagger aside, and spoke to Colt seriously.

"Hellfire? You joined the Hellfire Club?"

"I provided some funds to Hellfire, and they introduced me to many important government officials. As for joining, I am not qualified yet!"

Colt looked at the dagger he had put down and spoke to Kyle seriously. Seeing that Kyle no longer had such a strong desire to kill, he slowly stood up and took out a piece of information on the side.

"These are some lists, the contact information of gang leaders at home and abroad, some public figures I cultivated and my army, politicians' handles, and records of the flow of underground funds in the city."

After saying that, he took out a notebook from the bottom of the information. Looking at the wrinkles on it, he thought it had been used for a long time.

"Well, the list that Hellfire contacted me is on it. The Hellfire Club doesn't allow me to leave any information, but I have a habit of keeping a diary. If I master these things, I can take over my position overnight!"

Colt placed the information in his hand in front of Kyle, pushed it gently, and then leaned against the table and looked at Kyle.

"I just want to retire and welcome death in peace. I wonder if these things can buy my life!"

"What you said is so good, I suddenly don't want to kill you anymore."

Kyle picked up the information and looked at everything inside carefully. This is the artifact that can truly restrict Las Vegas, like a jade seal.

"How can these armies of yours listen to me?"

According to Colt's information, the army he recruited consisted of 300 people, who were well-trained, and each one of them was a master of killing. This was also Colt's capital in the upper-level game.

"I know I was stupid for staying, but not that stupid. They just listened to me and I will stay here until I die and that army will be yours.

Now you can only direct through me! "

Colt didn't care about his life or death, but he didn't care that much either. His family had already been sent away, and he was prepared to die if he stayed here.

Colt was pushed onto the stage by Hellfire to help those politicians and gangs wipe their butts. Although he was in the spotlight, his life and death was not up to anyone if he ran away.

Then the gangs below will see Colt's decline, and Hellfire will support another person to rise to power.

Those politicians will pursue them desperately, and only by finding an heir can they earn a chance of survival.

But the heir is not up to him. At this time, Kyle is the best heir. As long as Kyle accepts his conditions, he can survive.

Because Hellfire will never exclude a mutant from succeeding him.

"Wow, you gave me so many things, but you are so stingy with these subordinates."

Kyle said this, then said to Colt exaggeratedly, and then patted the information in his hand.

"This is different. Those people only know me, and they may not accept it if you suddenly ask them to listen to you. And I will also help you succeed me, let those gang politicians trust you, and let the small gangs in the city support you!"

Colt spoke slowly, then took a bottle of whiskey aside, opened the bottle and poured a glass for Kyle.

"I can help you become a decent person, wear a decent suit, drink old wine, and taste rich and mellow cigars!"

Kyle looked at the wine glass that was handed to him, picked it up, and gently touched Colt's glass. His face was as gentle as possible, and he said to Colt with a smile.

"I believe you, Colt!"

"a wise decision!"

Colt watched Kyle drink it all in one gulp, and held the wine glass in his hand to celebrate that he was still alive.

Kyle, who had just put down his wine glass, casually picked up the dagger on the side. The dagger stained with red spots flashed a yellow light in the air, and slashed towards Colt's neck that was raised because of drinking.

"You madman, do you know what will happen if you kill me?"

Colt on the side saw Kyle's actions at a glance, then threw the wine glass at Kyle when the dagger slit his throat, and grabbed Kyle's dagger with both hands.

Drops of blood followed the dagger and fell to the ground on Colt's hand. Then one hand became free and he punched Kyle on the head.

"I suddenly remembered that I still had red bean porridge at home and didn't turn off the fire, so I regretted it!"

The wine glass penetrated Kyle's body and hit the ground. Kyle blocked Colt's right fist with his left hand and pulled out the dagger with his right hand. The gold on the handle of the dagger turned into a finger.

A small blade protruded from the top of the finger tiger and stabbed straight into Colt's throat. Blood flowed along the finger tiger and left Kyle's hand.

When Colt was stabbed, his body instantly became weak. His trachea was pierced by the finger tiger, and blood flowed into his lungs along the trachea, slowly suffocating Colt.

Kyle then hugged Colt with his left hand and covered Colt's mouth with one hand. Colt's hands struggled to cover Kyle's right hand, and his feet kept struggling.

"Sleep, sleep!"

Until Colt stopped struggling, Kyle pulled out the fingernail. The wound, which was originally like a broken water pipe, had no pressure, and blood just flowed out along the ground.

Kyle walked to the table next to him and carved a few big characters with all his strength.

"Edward Nygma."