Summon the Villain: Marvel.

In a hidden abandoned apartment, the graffiti on the wall has long faded, the ground is covered with thick dust, and the whole environment exudes a dilapidated atmosphere. Abandoned furniture is piled up in the corner, and the dim light barely illuminates this shabby room.

The Heart of Fire, Anna Brest, her long red hair looked like burning flames under the dim light. Her orange-red combat uniform tightly wrapped around her perfect figure, and every curve showed her power and temptation. Her eyes revealed a fiery desire, like a burning flame that could not be concealed.

She looked at the "robber" in front of her, a tall, muscular man, with a hint of uneasiness and anticipation in his eyes. Anna giggled, her voice full of teasing and teasing, "What a nice figure, you'll have a hard time tonight."

Anna walked forward and pushed the robber onto the abandoned sofa. The sofa creaked as if responding to her strength. Her movements were hot and eager, with an impatient evil desire. Her tight combat uniform outlined her plump breasts and slender waist. She deliberately showed off her perfect figure in front of him, with a dangerous light flashing in her eyes.

"You know what?" Anna whispered, her voice low and sexy, "I like to have a special way to relax after a battle." Her fingers gently slid across the robber's chest, feeling his heartbeat, her eyes were hot, as if to burn him to death.

The robber's breathing became rapid. He felt Anna's power and temptation. His eyes were attracted by her fiery red hair and perfect figure. He couldn't look away. Anna's mouth curled up a wicked smile. Her hand slowly slid to his waist and gently unbuckled his belt.

"You'll like it." Anna's voice was low and seductive, and her movements were skillful and graceful, as if she was performing a well-choreographed performance. Her long, fiery red hair hung on her shoulders, swaying slightly, with a kind of enchanting beauty.

She slowly approached the robber, her face full of desire and conquest, her eyes revealing a strong possessiveness. She straddled her legs around his waist and slowly sat down, her movements graceful and full of teasing. She placed her hands on his shoulders, leaned forward slightly, and whispered to his ear, "You are mine tonight."

The robber's breathing became more rapid, he felt the heat and strength of Anna's body, and every movement of hers was filled with an irresistible charm. His hands involuntarily rested on her waist, feeling her perfect curves and tight muscles.

Anna smiled slightly, with a hint of evil in her eyes. She twisted her body slowly, bringing him an extreme enjoyment and torture. Her lips gently pressed against his neck, leaving hot kiss marks. Her breathing was hot and rapid, as if she wanted to devour him completely.

"Wow......"

Andre was wearing a punk-tech outfit, with metal chains and studs decorating his black leather jacket, making a slight jingle. His hair was dyed a dazzling blue, and his hairstyle was exaggerated and flamboyant, like a burning flame. He wore a pair of sunglasses on his face, hiding his playful and scrutinizing eyes.

He leaned against the wall, crossed his arms, and looked at Flameheart's figure unscrupulously. A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What a wonderful performance, Anna. I didn't expect you to enjoy such fun while fighting criminals."

Flame Heart suddenly raised her head, her eyes burning with anger. Her long red hair swayed with her movements, and her orange-red combat uniform tightly wrapped around her fiery figure. Her expression was full of displeasure and anger, as if her most beautiful moment had been disturbed.

"What on earth do you want to do, Andre?" Anna snapped, anger evident in her voice. "Shouldn't you be having your music party somewhere? Why, you don't plan to have your 'fun' today?"

Andre raised the corner of his mouth, revealing a teasing expression, "Hey, Flame Heart, why are you so impatient? I just came to see your performance. Don't you welcome me?"

Flame Heart sneered, with a hint of provocation in her eyes. She slowly approached Andre, her movements deliberately teasing, "What are you doing here? Do you want to have sex with me? But I'm not interested in wasting time with someone like you."

Her movements were hot and sexy, with her arms around her chest, her body slightly leaning forward, deliberately exposing her full breasts. There was a sneer at the corner of her mouth, and her eyes were full of provocation and disdain. Her perfect curves and hot breath made the atmosphere in the whole room more tense and hot.

"Andre, I don't have time to play this kind of boring game with you." Flame Heart's voice was low and magnetic, and her eyes flashed with a dangerous light. "If you want to have fun, find another place. This is not the place for you to stay."

Andre snapped his fingers, and fierce background music instantly rang out in the room, with cyberpunk-style electronic rhythms mixed with low detective lyrics, which sang "the dark night of the city, the symphony of sin, I am chasing light and shadows." His expression was cynical and his eyes flashed with provocation.

"What a wonderful performance, Anna." Andre said with a mocking smile on his face. "The bank that was robbed actually belongs to a shareholder of the Leviathan Group. Those robbers, haha, were just the security team you hired. Moreover, I watched the live broadcast, and the chief of the police station was obviously ordered to cooperate with your performance. However, he was not completely without resistance. There was no other way, you could only let the chief of police you planted in the police station attend the interview with the Statue of Liberty. It's really amazing."

Flame Heart's expression became complicated for a moment, but she responded forcefully, "What does it have to do with you? You Hawke Group has done a lot of 'evil' things, right? You are just a group of guys with some super powers." She looked at Andre with disdain, not caring at all about her body being exposed because of her anger. Her orange-red combat uniform became a little loose during running and fighting, revealing her fair skin and plump breasts, looking hot and attractive.

Andre smiled slightly and said lightly, "I admit that we are indeed evil villains."

A fiery desire burned in Flame Heart's eyes, and she shouted excitedly, "I'm going to beat you to the floor and then conquer you to be my slave!" As she said that, she suddenly rushed forward, and her fist with burning flames hit Andre's face directly.

At this moment, there was a popping sound, and Flame Heart's body suddenly shook, with a painful expression on her face. She turned her head and looked behind her, only to see that the "robber"'s arm had turned into a sharp bayonet, stabbing into her body. Blood flowed from her wound, staining her orange-red combat uniform red.

Andre looked at Flame Heart with an embarrassed look on his face and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be interested in the body of a clone. But inserting it this way also 'fits' your desires." There was a cold sarcasm in his words, as if he was enjoying it all.

Flameheart's body trembled slightly, blood dripped from the bayonet onto the floor. Her eyes burned with anger and pain, as if she was fighting against the severe pain in her body.

Andre stretched out his hand and activated telekinesis. The Heart of Flame was instantly hit by an invisible force. Her eyes went dark and she fainted. She fell to the ground helplessly, her orange-red combat uniform stained with blood, and her fiery red hair scattered on the ground.

Andre looked at her with disdain, muttering, "Why would I personally go out with this group of weaklings? It's really annoying. I've been busy with so many things lately, I really want to take a break."

He shook his head, turned to the clone squad sent by the Iron Guards, and ordered, "Take her away and deal with her."

The clones moved forward quickly and carefully lifted up the Heart of Fire. Blood splattered the floor, but they moved skillfully without hesitation. Andre glanced at the blood on the floor and frowned, obviously annoyed by this finishing job.

"Hurry up and get it done." Andre waved his hand, signaling them to speed up.

The clones quickly took Flame Heart away from the scene. Andre stood in the middle of the dim room, thinking back to the battle just now, feeling annoyed. He stretched and felt tired. "It's really tiring. I have to deal with such a small matter myself."

......

At night, the neon lights of the city flicker in the darkness, adding a touch of mystery to this city that never sleeps. The shadows of high-rise buildings cast mottled light and shadows on the ground. There are few pedestrians on the streets, and only a few cars pass by occasionally, breaking the silence of the night.

Deep in a dim alley, the night walker had just finished a "pleasant exchange". He stretched his muscles and a satisfied smile appeared on his face, as if he had just enjoyed a delicious meal. He walked out of the shadows, looking relaxed and confident.

However, when he reached the alley, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. Mie, the cold warrior of Shumagia, was standing there, holding a gleaming sword in his hand. Mie's figure was upright, like a statue, and his aura was strong and oppressive. His eyes were cold, as if they could penetrate every inch of the shadows in the night.

The Night Walker stopped, a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes. He stared at Mie, secretly thinking about his next move. Mie's appearance was obviously beyond his expectations, but he did not show any panic, instead he showed a hint of sarcasm.

"You're here again, you dog of Xiumagia." Night Walker taunted, with a hint of disdain in his voice, "Do you think you can stop me?"

Mie did not respond. He just stared at the Night Walker coldly, without a trace of emotion in his eyes. He raised his sword, and the blade flashed coldly in the night, like an icy snake. Mie's voice was cold and low, with an irresistible majesty.

"Your game is over." Mie said coldly, without a trace of fluctuation in his voice, "Today is your end."

Night Walker's expression suddenly turned gloomy. He knew that Mie was not an easy opponent to deal with, but he was no nobody. He raised his hands slightly, with electricity flashing between his fingers, ready to attack at any time.

"You think you can kill me?" Night Walker sneered, "Come on, let me see what you can do."