The Collection of The End

—Marvel, 2010—

New York, Brooklyn.

A cordon has been set up around the smashed Salia restaurant, and serious-looking police officers and men in suits and sunglasses who don't look like ordinary people are patrolling around the accident site.

The huge black robot that fell from the sky earlier has been removed, but there are still people equipped with various strange instruments, and people who look like scientists are surveying the scene.

Although the whole scene looked like strangers were not allowed to enter, this aura could not suppress the human instinct to watch the fun.

On the periphery of the crowd, the real parties are pointing at the ruins.

"Think about it now, what Xiaojing did was right," Caroline said.

"Yeah." Max nodded.

"We don't need to be in a hurry for weapons and equipment. Pack a backpack with daily necessities first. Even if you are thrown into outer space, you can probably survive."

"really."

"The only good thing is that this time the vest comes with a driver's license and a bank card, but is the $0.14 balance in it a joke? How much is yours?"

"$0.13."

"Very good, sisters go together for life, whoever gets rich first is the dog."

"...I shouldn't have any hope that the 'bankrupt sisters' have savings."

"On the bright side, the restaurant was smashed by Stark. Maybe we can get compensation?"

"Didn't you find out? Our salaries are all cash, and that stingy proprietress doesn't know our bank card number at all, and even if she gets compensation from the Stark Group, she won't give us a share."

"Then..." Max pointed to the sunglasses suit wandering on the edge of the scene: "Is that someone from S.H.I.E.L.D.? Let's show off our special abilities and sneak in as an agent?"

"That's the 'Snake Shield'," Caroline shook her head. "Isn't the side quest clearly stated? If the organization you join is S.H.I.E.L.D., it doesn't count."

"Snake Shield Bureau?"

"winery."

"understood."

"Our current location is Brooklyn to the north, Manhattan where heroes gather to the north, and Queens where there are many ruthless people to the northwest. Although I don't know which universe this is, no matter how you look at it, the grass on the side of the road can be at any time. A superhero pops up, so don’t think about breaking the law.”

"So the job and the house are all over. In this case, why don't we finish the latter first? Find a crime scene, kill the criminal, and then go to the victim's house for a night under the threat of life-saving grace?"

"The word 'blackmail' is really good. After all, it is impossible for ordinary people to invite superheroes to their homes, right?"

"Then what do you say?"

"You can find a crime scene, but you don't have to have a 'victim'," Caroline said, nudging her mouth to the north: "Find a local gang stronghold, beat the people inside, throw them at the police station, and borrow them from their house. Stay one night."

"Is there a possibility," Max tilted his head to look at her: "These gang members are the victims."

"Stealing books can't be considered stealing, and robbing gangsters isn't considered robbery either."

"Yes, they are plagiarism and black eat black."

"…"

"I don't really care about the morality of these behaviors," Max shrugged. "The point is, what if the Lord God does not judge the behavior as 'stop the crime' after we've done it, but instead judge it as 'complete the crime'?"

"One road to black?"

"…"

"In short, we must find a place to live as soon as possible, and I don't want to hang up a 'weak' or 'fatigue' DEBUFF tomorrow."

"Then you decide."

——

New York, Clinton District.

This area, known as "Hell's Kitchen", is the most chaotic place in Manhattan. The gang controls almost everything here. The influence of the police department can't even go out of the block where it is located.

Everyone knows that this is the site of the "Golden Merger" that controls all the gangs in the United States. Whoever dares to make trouble here will only disappear silently.

But today, someone has broken this iron law.

It is said that two outsiders made a big fuss near the pier and were caught in Jin Bing's lair. People who heard about this even shook their heads - not looking for death.

"So, this is the reason why you started a spice warehouse for me, and then killed the other five teams that went to support?" Jin Jing, wearing a white top hat and a white suit, sat behind the huge wooden long table, with both hands Covering his mouth, he narrowed his eyes and stared at Max and Caroline: "Just to find a place to live?"

"Uh..." Caroline blinked: "Yes."

"What's the reason for choosing there as a target?" Jin Jing asked again.

"Uh, the hero is righteous? After all, there is absolutely nothing wrong with playing gold in Marvel." Caroline twitched the corners of her mouth.

"Did you not inquire about the information beforehand?" Jin Jing raised her forehead: "'Kingpin' has retired and is now his daughter, 'Richer Fisk', also known as 'Kingjin' )' is in charge."

"Didn't he give birth to a son? It's called Richard Fisk, because his son was assassinated, so the retired Jin Ning came back to take revenge and reunite the American gangsters." Caroline expressed doubts.

"Richard's female name is 'Richer,' which is a good name," Max praised.

"Hey... I don't need to explain the difference in the world line to you, right?" Jin Jing sighed, "I'll make them disappear from the world if they are replaced by lesser-known NPCs. If they are superheroes, they will be thrown out. The result is you two, you said to yourself, what should I do?"

"Recruiting?" Max replied.

"Would you like to listen to what you are saying?" Jin Jing tapped her with a small cane: "It has to be called 'pulling into the water' no matter what?"

"Whatever you want to call it, since you've imported such a powerful identity, there shouldn't be any problems with the next side quests, right?" Caroline giggled: "Provide a job first?"

"This is not 'import'... Forget it, I shouldn't rush to buy that restaurant," Jin Jing shook her head and rang the bell on the table: "Matt, the two of them will be handed over to you, first of all, the residence, the work Looking at the arrangement, if anyone disagrees, let them live the whole life."

A man wearing a mask covering his eyes walked in from outside: "Okay, Miss."

"Darebolt?" Caroline had a ghostly expression on her face.

"No," Jin Jing put on her hat with a cane: "He's Bullseye now."

"I always feel that your experience after we separated was a little too exciting, and you can have a good chat when you have time." Max looked at her.

"If you have time, yes," Jin Jing shrugged. "Now, I have to appease my dad who was furious because he was offended."