Is this Marvel world a bit weird?

"Morning news. According to police investigation, a laboratory of Osborne Enterprises was invaded by criminals last night. One of its researchers was brutally murdered. Whether there will be huge losses is still being calculated."

The TV screen flashed with images, and the host's serious voice came, announcing the shocking news.

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2011 1 Month 2 Day.

Life goes on as usual.

For most ordinary people, nothing special is the best news. They long for peace and tranquility, away from disturbance and danger.

However, people often say: "In free America, there is gunfight every day."

This statement is not without basis.

In this country, all forms of criminal activities are common, ranging from petty theft to armed robbery, and even the use of heavy weapons such as AK.

Especially in the Hell's Kitchen area, gunfights occur frequently.

Every night, the sound of gunfire was terrifying. Many wounded were admitted to the hospital. The sound was even more continuous at night.

There were quite a few people who went to the hospital, and George led the team on several occasions. Therefore, under George's leadership, the police arrived in a timely manner and played a role in stopping the losses in time.

early morning

Osborne Building.

Harry went to his father first. He hadn't seen his father for some time.

When he arrived at his father's office, he found the door wide open, and then he saw Norman lying on the ground, motionless.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Harry's voice was filled with a hint of fear and concern. He casually dropped his backpack and quickly ran to Norman, gently shaking Norman's shoulders.

"Oh, Harry..."

Norman's voice was a little weak.

He opened his eyes and seemed not fully awake yet, but he found himself lying on the ground. He propped himself up and tried to stand up. Harry lent him a hand and breathed a sigh of relief, as if his father was okay.

"Dad, why are you lying on the ground?"

Harry was a little confused.

"I do not know."

Norman half-supported himself, unable to get up, and resting his elbows on the ground, thinking for a moment, but not knowing why.

"You're not going to lie on the floor all night?"

Harry could also feel that his father was not in good health.

"I... last night..."

Suddenly, a strange picture flashed through Norman's mind.

In the picture, he is naked from the waist up and wearing a mask with a painful expression.

seem……

He seemed to know what happened...

This thought flashed through Norman's mind, making him tremble all over.

Norman suddenly raised his head and looked straight at Harry, his eyes revealing a complex emotion.

Harry was frightened. He asked cautiously, "What's wrong?"

"I forgot."

Just then, there were hurried footsteps and quarrels, and then a person in charge under Norman broke into the room.

Harry looked at Norman's "security guard" and the person who broke in without permission with dissatisfaction.

"My dad is not feeling well right now!"

The "security guard" said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't stop him no matter what. He said he had something important to report."

The man panicked and reported the tragedy to Norman. Dr. Shi was murdered in the laboratory, and the glider and flying suit were lost.

Norman's heart skipped a beat. All this was confirmed...

He showed a little shock, then anxiety and sadness, but he was actually very calm in his heart.

It's no use, he still has things to deal with!

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At night, when the lights come on, the hustle and bustle of the city is gradually covered by the darkness.

As soon as he left the bar.

A man wearing glasses and looking rustic was walking on the street.

He was also dressed slovenly, his hair was messy, and he had his head down and his back hunched.

People around him, regardless of gender, age or status, felt uncomfortable at first sight and basically avoided this person.

They instinctively avoided the man, as if he exuded an unpleasant aura.

If you look closely, you can see that he has some Japanese features.

The man just walked aimlessly, as if he was accustomed to being avoided.

He didn't know how long it had been before he arrived at the door of a pet shop. He stopped and after hesitating for a moment, he pushed the door open and walked in.

When the shop owner saw a customer coming in, he wanted to entertain him, but when he saw the man, he gave up. The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he just let the man look around.

However, the shop owner did not just let the man look around. She would glance at the man from time to time.

This is a dog shop, and the man is looking at one pet dog after another.

The pet dogs in the window started barking like crazy as soon as he entered the store. The shop owner was actually very puzzled because these dogs were usually very gentle. Even the larger and more ferocious ones were not as restless as they were today.

Especially when men approach, these dogs will bump into the windows, or put their front paws on the windows, barking wildly in ups and downs.

The man ignored the dog's madness and looked at all the windows.

Unexpectedly, the display window was not a dog, but a rare North American red fox! Its fur was as soft as silk and shone with a charming luster, which was extremely beautiful. The man was deeply attracted by this unique fox in front of him, and he couldn't help but stop and stare at it.

Compared with the noisy barking of other dogs, the fox seemed particularly quiet. It just lay there quietly, like a noble princess, exuding a unique temperament.

The man slowly moved his face closer, and the fox stared at the man with its two dark pupils.

One man and one fox, each other's figures were reflected in their pupils.

The amazing thing is that the fox actually moves along with the man when he shakes his head left and right.

The man stopped shaking his head and just remained in this half-bent position, staring at the fox, without moving.

"Sir, if you like it, you can buy it. No one likes this North American red fox, so if you really like it, I can give you a discount."

The shop owner was getting a little impatient and didn't want the man to interfere with her business. Plus, the barking of dogs in the shop was so loud that she felt like she was about to faint.

"it is good."

The man didn't stand up, he simply uttered a word.

Finally, the man counted the bills one by one, each of which was crumpled by him, and handed them to the shopkeeper without losing a penny.

He took away the North American red fox that attracted him.

"I will take good care of you, don't worry."

"okay, I trust you."

The man seemed to be talking to himself. No matter how much people around him avoided him, he would not feel anything. The fox would accompany him.

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