Marvel Comics: Starting with the Ability to Replicate Superhuman Talents

Familiar underground conference room.

Compared with the splendor of last night, the chandelier above the head of the conference room was turned off today. The loss of light made the room slightly dim.

In the darkness, a man with a mask on his face, a suit, and a golden show pin on his chest was walking anxiously. He said to his companion: "This is not right!"

"It's been a day and a night and the claws haven't returned yet."

"I am afraid."

He didn't finish what he said, but he believed that his companion had understood what he meant.

"yes."

The gray-haired guy sitting on the chair sighed: "Go and inform the members to move the location."

The Court of Owls has been able to exist from its inception to this day because of timidity and caution.

Now the Talon Assassins are likely to fail their mission, which creates some sense of urgency within them.

"I'll go right away."

The standing guy stepped toward the exit, held the door lock and pressed lightly.

"Kacha."

The heavy blast door opened and he stepped out with his right leg.

However, in the man's eyes, a bloody head suddenly enlarged.

The neckless head suddenly hit the man's face. The strong skull shattered the mask, and then hit the man's head with a roaring wind and strong force.

"Bang!"

A dull sound sounded in the secret room, and the man sitting on the chair was obviously startled by the sudden sound.

He stood up from the chair in a panic and looked towards the exit.

Then, he saw the most terrifying scene since his birth.

The two heads collided with each other under the push of a big hand, and the powerful force crushed both heads, just like throwing a pig's head on a hydraulic press and crushing it.

The man's acquaintance had his brain shattered, and indescribable objects sputtered along the air against the wall.

Only a headless corpse was left, flying upside down and smashing into the wall, twitching wildly, but it soon calmed down and fell limply on the floor.

"Huhu."

Nervousness and fear made the President of the Court of Owls' heart beat faster and his breathing quicken.

He simply couldn't believe what kind of power it took to crush a living person's head! ?

He saw the metal door being roughly pushed open, and the hand just pushed it gently. Then the iron door flew away like a cannonball, causing deep cracks in the wall opposite.

A joking voice sounded: "Headshot!"

The arm retracts and returns to darkness.

"Whoosh."

The sound of armor clashing echoed, and dozens of fully armed Assassin Alliance warriors filed in.

They formed a silent circle around the entire conference room.

Then, the owner of those arms slowly walked out of the dark passage.

With his long blond hair and handsome appearance, the most important thing is that he is wearing a black samurai uniform, which makes him look dark and gloomy.

The masked man stared blankly at the young man who swaggered out. He saw the young man smiling and said, "To be honest, this ghost place is really hard to find."

I don’t know what the guys who originally designed Gotham’s underground traffic pipelines thought. The entire city’s sewage treatment system is even wider and more complex than Gotham’s.

Jino stood at the entrance with his hands behind his back. A brown-haired beauty stood beside him soon. The woman had a bad smile on her face and was staring with interest at the president of the court, the only person in the hall who was not one of her own.

"Tsk, tsk, Court of Owls." Gino looked at the guy standing there blankly, and casually glanced at an assassin, who immediately said, stepped forward and pulled off the guy's mask, revealing a frightened old face.

The old guy looked pampered, and there were obviously no calluses on his hands.

"You, you are Geno Luther."

The old man spoke in a hoarse voice, then looked at the assassins around him, with a hint of bitterness on his face: "It turns out that the Assassin's Alliance is standing behind you, no wonder you dare to go against our Court of Owls."

"The League of Assassins is standing behind me?" Gino laughed, glanced at Thalia and said, "Go tell him the truth."

Thalia looked at the old man with no expression on her face and said, "It is Mr. Gino who is standing behind us."

The assassins she brought were all her loyal subordinates, and they were not worried about informing Lei Xiaogu.

Moreover, Thalia also hopes to use Jino's power to overthrow Lei Xiaogu and become a dutiful daughter.

"You." What the old man wanted to say was stuck in his throat, but soon, a trace of madness appeared on his face, knowing that he would die: "So what if you kill me? If I am missing from the Owl Court, there will be someone else to replace me. Get in my place.”

"Yeah?"

Listening to the old man's words, a flash of sarcasm flashed across Jino's face.

What does Hydra say? If you cut off one head, there will still be nine, right?

The young man didn't intend to kill the old guy now, so Jino just snapped his fingers.

The next second, two assassins slowly walked into the hall carrying a sack.

"Bang."

The heavy object that only two people could lift was easily thrown onto the conference table by Gino.

Jino pulled out a sharp samurai sword from the waist of a samurai, and said without looking at the old man: "Open it and take a look, so that you can understand your death."

A haze flashed through the old man's heart, and he stretched out his hand tremblingly, as if the bag contained nothing else but a countdown to his death.

"Wow!"

As the sack was opened, when the old man saw the contents in the sack, his eyes suddenly darkened.

"Pfft!"

Before he could speak, a samurai sword pierced the old man's heart and killed him with one blow.

"Plop."

The lifeless body slowly fell to the cold floor, and soon a warrior came forward to search for his clothes.

Gino sat on the chair and threw away the bloody blade in his hand.

Thalia glanced at the surrounding warriors and waved them to disperse and search the stronghold.

The warriors left the conference room, and only Gino and Thalia were left at the huge round table.

"Ah."

Thalia chuckled lightly, her eyes rolled around, and she quickly walked to Kino's side, then gently bent over and let her beautiful butt sit on Kino's lap.

"What do you mean?" Gino's expression showed no emotion or anger, he just glanced at Thalia's warrior costume silently.

"This organization called the Court of Owls must have some treasures, right?"

Thalia's charming eyes stretched out her hand to hook Gino's neck. Since her last confrontation with her beauty failed to seduce Gino, she has practiced with Tina many times. Her strength has improved significantly. At least she knows how to move her butt belt from time to time. Give Keno some excitement.

"so?"

Gino did not answer the woman's question. He knew the character of Talia, a woman who was ambitious but addicted to food. He wanted to know what Talia wanted to do.

"So, can you show me what valuables the Court of Owls has?"

Thalia is not a fool. She knows that the Owl Council must have some precious treasure that can make Gino care.

"Since I've helped you so much, is it okay?" Thalia pretended to be pitiful, changing from her usual queenly demeanor.

"certainly."

To Thalia's surprise, Gino agreed without hesitation, which made the woman a little happy.

"We are friends, aren't we?" Gino smiled and gently hugged Thalia's slim waist.

Of course, this is not because Mr. Jino is kind-hearted, but he will still have some use for this woman in the future.

So, give her some benefits first~