When Valoran meets the hero of American comics

When Jhin opened the door and came in, he didn't attract much attention until he took out a short-handled pistol from his windbreaker and shattered some of the lights on the ceiling. !

"Bang bang bang-"

Three consecutive gunshots broke the peace in the bar, and scoldings and shouts rang out one after another, mixed with the screams of several women.

With a flick of his wrist, Jin put away the weapon in his hand and walked lightly to the stage.

The few remaining white lights shone down on him, and against the dark bar, it really felt like a theater.

"Please keep quiet, everyone, you should be in awe of art!"

Without any amplification equipment, Jhin's voice penetrated clearly into the ears of everyone in the bar, including some cowards who had quietly touched the door handle and planned to escape from the bar.

No one paid attention to him. The fierce gangsters were looking for guns in the dark, and the timid guys had gathered around the glass door of the bar.

However, they soon discovered that a god's power had affected this place. The firearms had lost their original power, and the unlocked glass door was tightly closed, and it would not move at all no matter whether it was pushed or pulled.

The low-quality glass installed on the door is so strong that the rounded chair legs cannot leave the slightest mark on it, and even specks of dust are not stained.

"Become... a mutant..."

In the darkness, someone shouted out their guesses, and greater panic instantly broke out in the crowd.

In the final analysis, the "Black Hawk Gang" is just a low-end illegal society, and its members are all low-level gangsters. There are also many amateurs like Jimmy who have new tattoos after joining the gang. Not many have the courage.

As for those criminals who treat kind residents like hungry wolves, they are actually not much more courageous. Anyway, not one of them dares to stab the "mutant criminals".

"I said - be quiet -"

The noise made Jhin a little unhappy, so he solemnly repeated his request. This time, he used his mind.

In an instant, all the noise stopped, and everyone froze in place, looking horrified.

"Very good," Jhin clapped his hands twice and greeted with satisfaction: "Everyone, everyone, the show is about to begin."

After hearing his order, the frozen crowd began to move around in the darkness, moved chairs in an arc to surround the stage, and then sat down on their own, as obediently as children waiting for candy to be distributed.

"Adri, please come over!"

A chant-like tone sounded, as if he was greeting his assistant naturally.

Hearing Jhin's call, a strong white man stumbled onto the stage. The muscles on his face were twisted, obviously resisting the external will that affected his actions. However, the battle at the conscious level is not won by pure violence, so Even if he twisted his facial features into a ball, he couldn't escape the other party's control.

"I've heard you, Adri, you're a piece of trash."

"But it doesn't matter. What I am best at is making flowers bloom from the mud and become my works. You will be sublimated. When people see you again, they will no longer spurn you, but will shed tears because of your beauty. !”

As he spoke, Jhin took out a bundle of slender metal wires.

Without using any hands, the other end of the silk thread flew up automatically under the control of consciousness, and was wrapped around the chandelier and tied into a tight knot.

"You... don't mess around, boy. I have accepted the bounty mission issued by Kingpin and become the boss's man. I am no longer a low-level gangster with no background!"

Adri suddenly found that he could speak. He squeezed his face hard to make his frozen body move, and at the same time made threats to buy himself time.

"Jin Bin?"

Jhin asked. He seemed to have heard someone mention this name.

"Yes, I am Jin Bin's subordinate. Kill me and the 'Dark Emperor' will not let you go!"

Adri is not just a young boy who came out to hang out on his first day. He knows that there are real ruthless people in the underground world. Villains like himself are as harmless as little white rabbits in front of others.

Although the other party seemed to be mentally disturbed, Adri could feel that the Russian he had seen was much more dangerous, so he decisively picked up Jin Bin's tiger skin. As for whether he would incur revenge afterwards, for He couldn't care less about saving his life.

Jhin ignored his shouting and wrapped the silk thread around his body.

"What do you want to do, what do you want to do!"

Adri, who lost control of his body, did not lose his senses. The cold touch brought by the metal wire made him feel fear. He shouted loudly, but the person in front of him ignored him.

"You will soon understand what true beauty is."

Patting the other party's shoulder, Jhin's tone was filled with unconcealable fanaticism: "Go, face the crowd, and cry for them!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the metal wire tightened suddenly. Adri's eyes bulged out, his veins popped out, and he wailed loudly at the top of his lungs.

The end tied to the chandelier gradually pulled the bound white man into the air, and the loosened remaining threads piled together, as if there was really an invisible person exerting some kind of force on them.

The dragging speed was very fast, and the tightened wire just cut into Adri's flesh, and his head hit the rickety chandelier.

The pain caused the leader of the "Black Hawk Gang" to scream and beg for mercy at the top of his lungs, just like the innocent people he tortured.

The moment it reached the top, the pulled wire suddenly lowered, and the metal wire that cut into his flesh slid parallel.

Layers of flesh and blood were ground down and spread on the ground. The scattered blood turned into blood beads under the influence of invisible forces, and fell into the heart of the red lotus to become a lotus pod.

In the blink of an eye, a piece of work was completed. The silk threads slipped away from Adri's body and all shrank to the ceiling, hidden behind the light and glass.

The glistening white bones without any trace of flesh and blood were as clean as if they were carefully polished marble products. It slipped from the binding of the metal wire and fell in the center of the lotus made of flesh and blood, kneeling down.

"This audition is called 'Redemption'!"

Jin bowed and saluted, like an actor taking his last breaths. With the kneeling skeleton and red lotus beside him, it had a coquettish beauty.

……

"Snapped--"

What do you think? Turning off the player in front of him, Nick Fury asked several capable men beside him.

"Cruel, callous, sick."

Hill was the first to express her feelings. Even though the video had been turned off, her frown still did not ease.

"He's a dangerous person, and most likely a mutant."

The speaker was Clay Quarterman. Different from Hill's speculation on the other party's psychology, his focus was on the other party's methods. The ability to automatically control the human body with silk threads was obviously not something ordinary people had, so he deliberately proposed This is so that when dispatching an action team to go on a mission, they can prepare well in advance and be targeted.

"Director, I think he may have discovered this video equipment." Coulson thought of the other party's performance when he bowed, as if he was right in front of his eyes. It was completely impossible to simulate it by looking at the video secretly shot from a remote angle. "It's not so much that he finally That sentence was meant for the audience who couldn’t move off the stage, it might as well be said for us.”

"You think he's being provocative?"

Nick Fury recalled the scene in the video and nodded: "It is indeed very similar."

"Whether it's a provocation or not, such a dangerous person cannot be allowed to roam around freely," Hill said with a cold face: "He mentioned an 'audition', so there will definitely be a 'formal performance'. With the other party's ability, , if the performance is placed in a downtown area, it is difficult for us to estimate the harm caused."

"Quitman," the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. looked at his highly regarded subordinate and ordered: "You will lead this operation. I will give you partial access to the regulatory satellites, and then notify the police to cooperate with your work. "

"And what you have to do is, find him and catch him!"

"Director, if..."

Before Quitman finished speaking, Nick had already guessed what he meant: "When necessary, life or death!"

"Yes!"

Looking at Clay Quarterman who followed the order, Nick focused his attention on Coulson: "I heard that Tony has made progress in improving the palladium reactor?"

"The replacement of the new reactor has been completed and he has thrown four rave parties for it."

Coulson was extremely familiar with Tony's progress, and he was the person in charge of relevant intelligence.

"I thought he would come to my place to show off, but he didn't. It's really rare."

Shaking his head, Nick put aside Tony Stark's matter and asked Hill: "Have you investigated the relevant information of the 'Black Hawk Gang' clearly?"

"The investigation is clear," Hill skillfully told the piece of information: "The predecessor of the 'Black Hawk Gang' was the 'Tri-City Black Hawk Support Association'..."

"Wait a minute," Nick stopped Hill's report and asked doubtfully, "Why doesn't this name sound like a gang organization?"

"That's right, the 'Tri-City Blackhawks Supporters Association' is a fan group of the team 'Tri-City Blackhawks'. At first, they just went to the stadium to pull banners and dance flags. They didn't do anything too outrageous."

"Later, as the results of the 'Tri-City Blackhawks' got better and better, a large number of fans became their fans, and many emerging groups were spontaneously formed by enthusiastic fans, and the earliest established 'Tri-City Blackhawks Supporters' The club has also attracted a large number of enthusiastic fans to join."

"Soon, the 'Tri-City Blackhawks Fan Club', instigated by more and more fanatics, was no longer content with soft support methods such as printing jerseys and bunting, but began to cause trouble outside the hotel where the opponent team was resting. , fighting with fans of other teams, and gradually transformed from a legitimate fan group into a hooligan group."

"A gangster group can't gain a foothold in the Rim District." Nick thought of the skeleton kneeling on the lotus of his own flesh and blood, and frowned: "It seems that this 'redeemed' guy gave the 'Black Hawk Gang' It has brought about quite a change.”

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