under one man in marvel

Because it was daytime this time and he was just looking for Rosie, Blow did not put on his battle uniform. However, just to be on the safe side, Blow still put the eye mask in his pocket before leaving.

Walking on the road of Hell's Kitchen again, looking at the closed doors and the sparse crowds on the road, Blow couldn't help but sigh. He didn't expect that his actions would have such a big impact on this place.

Shaking his head, Bullo pushed these thoughts out of his head. For now, it was more important to find Rosie's location first.

He raised his head and glanced at the demonic aura above his head. The demonic aura arrow was pointing straight in front of him. It seemed that he was walking in the right direction. After thinking about it, Buluo quickened his pace and ran forward.

It is worth mentioning that the demonic energy released by Bai is very vague. It is very obvious to a warrior like himself, but to ordinary people, it is like water mist, blurry, so walking on the street , Buluo is not afraid of others seeing this arrow.

After walking two streets, the arrow changed direction. Blow stopped and looked around, finding that he had arrived at the slums of Hell's Kitchen. The people living here were basically old people or children.

After turning a few streets, the pedestrians on the road slowly disappeared from Blow's sight. At this time, Blow was the only one in the path. He was walking slowly along this dirty and disgusting path. After a while, , a dilapidated two-story villa appeared at the end of the road.

The arrow on the head had slowly faded away, which meant that Rosie was in this house. Just as Blow was about to walk over, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps. Out of habit, Blow turned around and hid.

As soon as I hid, footsteps came to me. It turned out to be a few young black men who looked like they had just grown up. There were seven of them, all holding various weapons in their hands, such as steel pipes, knives, etc., and they hurried towards Go to the villa.

Looking at the group of black guys, Bullock frowned slightly. He didn't know what these people were going to do, but when he thought that Rosie was in that villa now, and these guys were holding so many weapons, they didn't look like them. Went to give gifts.

"Could it be that this girl Rosie is really in trouble?"

Looking sideways, Blow carefully walked around to the side of the villa, looked around to make sure there was no one around, and then quietly climbed in.

Blow didn't want to alarm the other party. He didn't want to take action when Rosie was not in danger. In addition, he was also a little curious about how Rosie behaved when she was alone outside.

Distracting his senses and listening to the quarrel coming from the first floor, Blow soon knew Rosie's location and slowly walked in from the balcony on the second floor. Blow opened the door slightly and looked at Everyone downstairs.

Although the villa looks very dilapidated from the outside, it has its own unique features inside. It seems that this place has been abandoned for a long time, and over time, it has become a residence for homeless teenagers like Rosie.

There are three people downstairs, plus the seven people who came in before, there are ten people in total. Except for the seven black boys, the remaining three people are Rosie, a black boy and an Asian.

"Rosie, stop fooling around. Do you know what will happen if you do this? The Hand is not comparable to those guys in Hell's Kitchen. If you ask about them, you are looking for death." The Asian young man stared at Rosie, snapped.

When Rosie heard this, she immediately replied. "Of course I know this, but Imura, do you know what the Hand did? They detonated bombs underground in New York, which is no different from terrorists."

"Okay, stop talking so much nonsense, Rosie, I really don't want to do this, but you really shouldn't choose to come to us. Maybe you don't know yet, but people from the Hand found Imura and I yesterday, and You also invited the two of us to join the Hand, do you know what a great honor this is?"

The black young man interrupted the conversation between the two, and then said in a deep voice with no expression on his face.

"We have been hanging out in Hell's Kitchen for so long. There were six of us at first, but now there are only three of us left. Anyway, I've had enough. Rosie, we all know that you are in the Hand. Wanted list, so I’m sorry and hope you can forgive us.”

After saying this, the black young man waved his hand, signaling for others to quickly take action and catch Rosie.

"Wait a minute Martin, you also said, aren't we companions? Have you forgotten the oath the six of us swore when we were together? We must unite together and share joys and sorrows." Rosie said angrily.

"Of course I haven't forgotten it." The black man known as Martin smiled and continued.

"It is precisely because I have not forgotten that I did this. Jingcun and I now have the opportunity to reach the sky. I hope that you, our companion, can help us and take you back. People with good skills will definitely give us a higher position."

Seeing that Rosie wanted to say something else, Martin added.

"I know what you want to say, and I also know that what I did was wrong, but there is no way. This is the law in Hell's Kitchen. Whoever has a stronger gun can ascend to the throne. In order to avenge the three dead brothers and sisters, I need the power of the Hand, so I'm sorry."

Rosie's eyes widened and she stared at Martin. She opened her mouth again and again, but nothing came out. She couldn't believe that her friend she had grown up with had turned out like this. For the sake of his own future, he even sacrificed his friends around him

Turning her head, Rosie looked at Imura aside, hoping that the other party could say something for her, but she was disappointed. The guilt on Imura's face disappeared with one move, and turned into determination and viciousness.

Nodding slightly, Rosie smiled desperately.

She knew that her two friends had a history with the Hand, and had never known each other's identities before. After learning that the other party was a dangerous Hand, she immediately found them, hoping to find them before they fell into a conspiracy. Pull them out.

But I didn't expect that these two friends had long since decayed, just like their own parents...

Taking a long breath, Rosie lowered her head and stood there motionless. Looking at the silent Rosie, Imura and Martin looked at each other, and then Martin nodded slightly, indicating that his seven younger brothers could start.