Marvel's Don't Stop Me, I Want to Die

I tried several times, jumping from a distance above the seventh or eighth floor. Every time I would be hit by something for no reason or blown away by an evil wind. If the height was lower than the seventh or eighth floor, nothing would happen. Why? Just jump down and land.

"It seems that I have another cool trick." Stanley looked at himself who was completely fine after jumping from the roof of a six- or seven-story building. He couldn't help but feel a little proud. He no longer had to envy those who jumped out of the window. People who jump out can also land very handsomely.

Now that the way to commit suicide and become stronger is blocked, there is only one way left, and that is the way to commit suicide and then be killed.

I've been here for a long time today. Although I didn't suffer any damage, the clothes on my body don't have any special abilities. They have been messed up by several experiments, and the whole person looks particularly bad.

We mentioned before that the protagonist has a little bit of mysophobia, so when his attention was focused on himself, he was startled and immediately ran out to the mall to buy something while others looked at him like a madman. A suit of clothes.

He returned home with a new set of clothes and severe pain. The pain in his body slowly subsided over time. Fortunately, Stanley had experienced being burned alive once, so his tolerance was still good.

After resting for a long time and waiting for the pain on his body to really disappear, Stanley put on a hooded coat and came to a relatively chaotic place in Jamaica to start his own death plan. Of course, although he had the ability to resurrect, he didn't want to just do it casually. Die, so he needs to take a good look and find a fat sheep to mess with.

Because in this way he can not only verify some details of his resurrection ability, but also collect intelligence. After all, although he will die, his memory still exists. In this way, it may be possible to make up for some of the weaknesses in intelligence.

He did it as soon as he thought of it. Stanley was completely unwary and casually asked passers-by if there was any information about the famous BLACK BANG. Because he had no worries and knew that he could be resurrected, he had no worries at all.

So he was quickly noticed by a group of people and followed Stanley quietly, but Stanley didn't know this and continued to ask the roadside stall owner for news about those people.

"Hey, are you looking for the local BLACK BANG?" A person suddenly stopped Stanley and asked him.

"That's right, I'm looking for the local boss." Stanley didn't look wary at all.

"Why are you looking for them? It's very dangerous for you to do this." The man looked considerate of you.

"No, I have something important to talk to them about." Stanley seemed to be confused.

"You can't look for people on the street, come with me." The man looked around, as if he was afraid of someone.

"Um, do you know the news about these people?" Stanley asked very naively.

"Some things cannot be said here!" The man said, then took Stanley's hand and walked to a relatively remote path, and kept telling Stanley that these people's minions were everywhere. Talk about these issues on the road and you may get caught.

Stanley knew that with his

This guy of mine is a member of BLACK BANG. Of course, he can only be a peripheral member at most. After all, the insiders will not stand on the street, but watch the show in a certain venue.

"Where are we going?" Stanley looked at the fewer and fewer people around him, pretending to be worried.

"We're almost there. Aren't you looking for those people? I'll take you there directly!" When they arrived at this place, the man did not continue to conceal his identity and directly dragged Stanley towards the other side.

Stanley struggled for a few times pretending to be frightened, and then was beaten several times by the opponent. Then he was caught by a group of people in a room. Perhaps because Stanley was too 'weak', they did not trap him and threw him directly in a room. Among the crowd.

Stanley pretended to be in great pain, but in fact he secretly opened his eyes and looked at the whole room. This room was just an ordinary private house. He was in the hall at the moment. The decoration in the hall was not much different from that of ordinary homes. The TV was placed on the TV cabinet in the middle, surrounded by a group of seven or eight shirtless guys playing cards. On the table in front of them was a pile of money, at least tens of thousands of dollars.

Opposite Stanley was a guy wearing an army uniform with short hair. He seemed to be the head of the group, because his expression changed immediately when he saw his men walking into the room with Stanley.

"Who is he? Why was he brought here?" the man in military uniform asked the guy with Stanley.

"I don't know who it is, but they have been snooping around for information about us. They thought it was a scam, so they brought him here." The guy who brought Stanley in shook his head, saying that he didn't know Stanley's identity.

"You brought a person whose identity you don't know to us?" The man in military uniform got angry and kicked his men away. Then he said to another boy: "Take off this guy's clothes and see." Check to see if there are any trackers or bugs."

After hearing this, Stanley knew that he could no longer pretend. After all, he was unwilling to let a group of men take off his clothes. If it was a group of beauties, it might not be the case. So he got up from the ground, picked up the chair next to him and hit the guy in front of him hard, knocking the guy to the ground.

"It's true, come on!" The man in military uniform said, asking his younger brother to fight Stanley, and then he started to retreat.

Stanley smiled slightly and faced these guys with a chair that had just one leg left after beating a person. These topless guys were indeed no ordinary gangsters. Except for one who was knocked down due to a sneak attack before, the rest were very difficult to deal with. It took Stanley a long time to knock these guys out.

Three or four places on his body were hit by knives, and blood began to spurt out quickly, but Stanley's expression was very comfortable, because he already knew that he really couldn't commit suicide. Only when he was killed like this could he bleed. It is possible to be killed.

"Although it's a bit mean to think like this, this feeling of seeking death is really great. I really want to know what memories I can get after this resurrection." Stanley thought this way, covering his wound and starting to look for the man in uniform.

At this moment, a man in military uniform ran out from inside with a pistol in his hand. When he saw Stanley running toward him covered in blood, he subconsciously fired a shot and killed Stanley.