Marvel's Antiheroes

New York, Stark Tower.

Tony Stark was sitting on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in one hand and swiping back and forth on the virtual screen in front of him with the other hand.

Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and said to Cap, who was sitting on the other sofa: "Hey, Steve, according to Friday's analysis, it seems that a vigilante has appeared in your Brooklyn. Wow, special killer." Gangsters only use fists and daggers, leaving no one alive. They are really ruthless characters."

"Well," Steve shrugged and said, "First of all, Brooklyn is just my hometown, not mine. Secondly, the vigilante affairs are not our business."

"Don't be so ruthless to your little fellow countryman. I think you can observe it. If the opponent has good skills, you can absorb him into the alliance to avoid being recruited by Hydra first." Stark continued: "For example, what I just said The little spider recruited was originally a vigilante."

Steve Rogers stood up and walked to the glass wall, looked at the steel jungle in the distance, and said, "We don't have time to worry about this now. Let's talk about it after we finish the matter at hand."

Uncle Jerry's Pizza.

This is an old ancestral pizza shop with a history of thirty-five years. Duke is currently sitting in the car opposite the shop, looking at the familiar face of this shop.

It's not because the store is famous or because its pizza is popular across the United States.

Duke worked here five years ago.

He was a college student at the time, attending college in New Jersey.

However, the Duke of this universe obviously focused more on physical fitness and strength, so he was not very good at studying. He was not admitted to Duke University of the Du family, which his grandfather longed for. Of course, he was not good at studying. Not bad, but he is half Chinese.

He did not go to prestigious schools such as Princeton and University of Pennsylvania in New Jersey, but Ryder College.

In his grandfather's words, although it is not well-known, it is a serious school.

Ryder College is actually not that close to Atlantic City, only one-third less than the distance back to New York.

At first, he went to Atlantic City with his classmates to see it. As you can easily imagine, the result was that the two of them lost all their money.

Fortunately, the kind-hearted Uncle Jerry took the two of them in and allowed them to work in his store to earn living expenses and travel expenses.

The last time Duke heard about this store was from a gang of gangsters.

As they chatted freely at the police station, they mentioned the innovative business model of Atlantic City drug dealers.

Control a pizza shop, and people who want to buy drugs just need to call the pizza shop and order a pizza.

They will send people to deliver pizzas, and the gifts are white powder, blue ice or small balls.

Of course, the tip is also very high, at least much higher than the value of the gift.

And the name of that pizza place is Uncle Jerry's Pizza.

Hearing the news, Duke felt chilled and immediately called Uncle Jerry's number, and then called Little Jerry's number, both of which were mistakes.

After that, he rushed to Atlantic City and asked the owner of the fried chicken restaurant not far from the store.

Because Duke and his classmates often went to eat fried chicken, the boss could still recognize him.

As for his question, the shop owner didn't answer, but just sighed deeply.

At the beginning, Duke was unable to take revenge and could only return to Brooklyn sadly.

And now, Duke came from Brooklyn, naturally to seek justice for Jerry and his son.

"You still have five hours to live." Duke looked at Da Fei on his wrist. It was now past seven o'clock in the evening.

Around twelve o'clock in the evening, it was the time when the drug trade was most rampant. That would be the time when there would be the most people in the store, and it was also when he was ready to take action.

Duke watched for a while, then started the car and drove to a back alley two kilometers away. He found a dark corner without surveillance and stopped.

After going to the fast food restaurant next to the supermarket at the entrance of the alley for a quick bite, he went to the supermarket to buy two bottles of water. After walking around and figuring out the location of the camera, Duke returned to the car and quietly Waiting quietly.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, Duke, who was recharged, stuffed a glass bottle into his pocket, walked out of the car, and walked along the shadows to Uncle Jerry's pizza shop.

Duke is very familiar with this store.

This is a three-story building with three rooms. When Duke was working, the first floor was a pizza shop, and the second and third floors were the warehouse and the residence of Jerry and his son.

Now, the entire building has become the property of drug dealers.

The first floor is still a pizza shop, but it no longer handles dine-in business, and the dining area has been turned into a rest area for guards and delivery people.

The second floor is where drugs are weighed and packaged, and the third floor is where the gang leader rests and an entertainment venue, where exciting dance music is currently being radiated.

Duke came to the back of the pizza shop, pulled a trash can under his feet, then jumped suddenly, grabbed the bottom of the rusty iron wall ladder with both hands, and started to climb up with only his hands, and the speed was not slow. , when both feet stepped on the wall ladder, the speed became faster.

As he crawled, the sound of the dance music became louder, making Duke feel happier.

The exciting music can effectively cover up the sound of gunfire, which is very beneficial to his hunting operations.

After climbing to the rooftop, Duke pulled out the mad dog knife stuck in his thigh, carefully stretched it out, and used the silver blade of the mad dog knife as a mirror to check the situation on the rooftop.

Using the street light shining from the door of the pizza shop, Duke spotted the two guards on the rooftop.

It seems that these drug dealers are very careful, but considering the current situation in Atlantic City, no one can be too careful.

It's a pity that no matter how careful a drug dealer is, he is still a drug dealer, and his quality lies there.

The two guards were now cursing and slapping their exposed skin.

Even if they applied mosquito repellent, there were still countless mosquitoes attacking them on this summer night.

When Duke saw that the two men's attention was no longer on his side, he took out his Glock pistol and gently screwed on the silencer.

There were two crisp sounds of "ta, da". Both guards were shot in the head and fell directly to the ground.

One of them even made a small "ah" sound, but it didn't attract anyone's attention.

Duke was not careless. He fired two additional shots at each of the two corpses, carefully checked the situation on the rooftop, and then turned over and jumped up.

"Two augs, the drug dealers in Atlantic City are really rich."

When Duke saw the weapon dropped by the drug dealer at his feet, he couldn't help but admire it secretly and started looking for it on the drug dealer's body.

Unfortunately, he didn't find the submachine gun barrel he wanted. Looking at the long rifle barrel, Duke shook his head helplessly and put the gun down again.

AUG can carry 4 different barrels, which can be loaded into any receiver in a few seconds and become 4 different weapons: rifle, carbine, light machine gun, and submachine gun.

Unfortunately, although the light machine gun barrels currently installed are not the longest, the rifle barrels that are more than fifty centimeters long still make them lose the chance to fight indoors.