The Unrighteous God In Marvel

At the funeral.

Uncle Wolf, wearing a black suit all over, is much more handsome than his sloppy and sloppy look before.

It has the taste of elite business people.

If you don't look at the two little ears in his hair.

…

Uncle Wolf, an important guest, stood with Mariko in a black kimono. If you change the color of your clothes, it looks like a different scene.

Mariko, dressed in traditional Japanese clothes, stood silently, with her head bowed solemnly, with her hands folded in front of her.

At this time, she gave people another feeling.

Quiet, but steady and mature.

It may be that it is not good to stare at the female relatives in the deceased's home on this occasion, especially, the deceased is still his own friend and peer. Uncle Wolf turned his gaze and placed his gaze in the mourning hall.

Uncle Wolf is accustomed to life and death, but he is still very reluctant to participate in such things.

Funeral, lowering the coffin, saying those nostalgic, reluctant, and sad words.

He will only witness the life and death of others.

Family, friends, enemies, and lovers.

He watched them grow old, watched them gray hair and dim eyes.

Immortality is really the greatest curse in the world.

…

"Are you OK."

A female voice interrupted Uncle Wolf's emotion.

Not Mariko.

Instead, she was standing on the other side of Uncle Wolf, a blond woman wearing a black lady's suit and glasses, Doctor Theron.

It may be that she was in a trance that made Miss Theron, a doctor, found out that she asked like this out of professionalism and politeness.

Uncle Wolf thinks so.

Shaking his head, he whispered: "I'm fine, thank you."

He turned his head and stopped talking. Dr. Theron lowered his head and closed his eyes. Uncle Wolf looked at her slightly pursed lips, always feeling...

I seem to have seen this face somewhere.

"What's wrong, is... Is there anything uncomfortable."

The meditation was interrupted again.

Uncle Wolf turned his head and looked to the other side, without noticing the imperceptible smile on Doctor Theron's mouth.

Mariko had already noticed that Uncle Wolf's expression was a bit wrong, as if she had been worrying about what was going on, thinking about something.

Uncle Wolf shook his head and signaled that he was okay. Mariko felt a little strange and leaned forward and glanced at Doctor Theron who was standing on the other side.

She just stood there calmly, her eyes closed.

Dr. Theron and Mr. Logan don’t know each other...

Without seeing anything, Mariko withdrew her gaze, and restored that solemn expression.

…

The funeral is still going on.

As a newly emerging family in recent decades, the Yashida family has been built into such a huge business empire by their own efforts. The biggest heroes come to the funeral of the old ghosts of Yashida.

Politics, business, and at a glance, are the kind of vigorous social organizations, with people from all walks of life coming in one wave after another.

The longer he stood, the more anxious Uncle Wolf's mood became.

Not because of anything else, but because he is standing behind him at this time, keeping his eyes closed, listening carefully and there is a snoring sound, Leon...

The clone.

What do you do as a clone to learn how to sleep with normal people! !

Is this a good place to sleep?

Compared to the one that can be seen at a glance, it is a clone of Lyon who is honestly (?) as a guest to attend the funeral. Where is this kid's body and what he is going to do is what Uncle Wolf really cares about.

Never, because I really hate the old ghost of Yashida, I will make a clone to deceive people.

Uncle Wolf knew that if Leon was thinking about it for this reason, then he wouldn't have to spend so much thought, just pretend not to come, excuse something urgent, or just play and disappear.

This is Lyon's habit and style of doing things.

Looking back at the avatar who was still incomparably devoted to "sleeping", then turned around and looked at the people from all walks of life who were still filing in and bowing to the mourning hall. Uncle Wolf had some bad premonitions in his heart.

Lyon... shouldn't plan, just in such a big day... let's play art!

After all, it’s rare that there are so many people here. The leaders of the political, business, and various groups in Kyoto have come to express their condolences in person. One of these people is counted as one. Kill first and then ask. There is absolutely no wrongdoing!

Thinking of Lyon’s unparalleled "love" for villains and criminals, and of what he once said when chatting with himself: Art is a big star... No, art is an explosion!

Uncle Wolf frowned slightly, looked back at Leon's clone again, and kicked the stone bricks on the ground with his foot.

probably not.

There are still many innocent people here.

Lyon never involves innocent people for his hobbies.

Mariko discovered the strange behavior of Uncle Wolf again. She had been faintly excluded from the funeral by her father Xinxuan. Otherwise, she should thank the guests in the mourning hall at this time.

But this is also good, standing in this unobtrusive place, she is a lot more relaxed.

Mariko can do the hypocritical politeness with those hypocritical guests who are grieving only this minute, and he has the ability to compete with his father for the title of "hosting family affairs". However, whether it can be done and whether it is willing to do it are completely different things.

Looking down and seeing Uncle Wolf kicking the stone bricks on the ground, Mariko whispered to Uncle Wolf: "Mr. Logan, please bear with me for a while, I..."

Uncle Wolf shook his head: "It's not because of this."

"That..." Mariko was a little unclear, and Dr. Theron, who was standing on the other side, also opened his eyes. He also looked back at Leon, who was always a "wood man".

"Marriage." Uncle Wolf whispered: "If..." He also looked back at Leon's clone, turned his head and continued: "If something happens later, don't panic, follow me!"

Mariko raised her eyebrows when she heard Uncle Wolf's words. He looked left and right, raised his eyebrows, and glanced behind him.

Behind him, Mr. Lyon, who was still standing there with his eyes closed and pretending to sleep, no longer knew when he opened his eyes, and nodded gently at himself.

She didn't notice anything strange, but since Mr. Logan said so, he must have found something.

Mariko looked at Uncle Wolf, and just about to nod his head to speak, Mr. Lyon's horrified "scream" came from behind him, lowering his voice: "Oh, my God! Those people...what are those people doing!"

Following Mr. Lyon’s orchid finger, a bunch of guys dressed in red clothes and swords, dressed as ninjas, are jumping into the Yashida family mansion from all directions, drew their swords, and slaughtered them!

"It's fucking... hand-to-hand meeting!"

Uncle Wolf scolded in a low voice.

This red ninja suit, and this fighting style, the way of playing...

Uncle Wolf is really too familiar.

As a pioneer who is a troublemaker, resolutely not to surrender, to eat soft but not hard, Uncle Wolf and Shouhehui have also had quite a lot of fights.

Although Uncle Wolf's claws are fast and cruel, but how can they be, there are so many people who are holding hands together!

There were many people from other organizations, but thirty or fifty people surrounded them, and more than ten were hacked to death by Uncle Wolf. The rest were naturally afraid and timid. So they will run away.

Kill a few more times and this organization will no longer exist.

But the gang of **** are different, they are all brainwashed dead men who kill a wave, and the next wave rushes over, and they still dare to cut you!

Although the battle between Uncle Wolf and Shouhehui was generally won by himself, Shouhehui was not unbeatable.

When the five fingers were still there, in order to study the "not old gene" in Uncle Wolf, the hand-healing club did not help to trouble Uncle Wolf.

Uncle Wolf knew that all the hands of the hand-healing club in Amelika had been killed by Leon and his friends, and even the five fingers were killed by none of them.

Uncle Wolf is still at ease when Leon does this kind of thing.

In other words, these **** ninjas appearing now should be the native members who stayed in the island country.

It seems that after they lost their "heads", they were not gradually being annexed and dissipated as they had expected.

It's more like...

"They are very purposeful, they are quick to move, and they are well organized and disciplined. Look, you see! The people of the Yashida family have been specially taken care of! It looks like they have been taken in by someone. Come on. This is the task, this is!"

Behind him, Leon's clone stretched out his head and put it on Uncle Wolf's shoulder.

nonsense! I still use you to tell me!

You have the time to be squeaky and crooked here, but you are going to kill people!

Uncle Wolf glared at Leon.

…

The entire funeral scene has been messed up.

The scarlet-lettered ninja slayed everywhere, slashing at the sight of people, working hard to add more dead to this grand funeral.

Those people in business and politics before have lost their demeanor and temperament, yelling and running for their lives everywhere. Pretending to be dead, crawling on the ground, kneeling down and begging for mercy...

On the contrary, the people from social organizations who looked energetic at first glance resisted.

The same is true for the Yashida family. A large number of subordinates and relatives from all over the world have become the main objects of care for the red ninjas, and they have been slaughtered.

Only a few people, such as Xinxuan and Xuexu, took up weapons and were fighting.

Outnumbered.

It's actually easy for Uncle Wolf to want to leave, but he has to take care of the Mariko who desperately suppresses himself and doesn't want to cause trouble to others.

And Dr. Theron.

When escaping with the two women, Uncle Wolf and Doctor Theron separated in front of a porch in a panic.

He wanted to go back to find her, but the group of ninjas who were not afraid of death could not be killed no matter how they were killed.

No way, Uncle Wolf had no choice but to take Mariko and retreat in a fight, moving hard towards the front of the gate.

As for Lyon's clone, he yelled and ran around the field, and his acting was so exaggerated that he would only call for help.

"Fuck... Lyon to the end..."

"Ah?! Hands together! Hahahaha!"

Uncle Wolf was cursing, and there was a burst of laughter in the sky.

When he looked up, who else could be Lyon.

This guy...

It came with a bowl of noodles!

"You ride a horse...!"

Uncle Wolf just wanted to ask him if he didn't eat noodles, he would die sooner!

Suddenly I saw that he was still running around the ground, picking up a kunai on the ground, and stabbing it on the back of a certain unlucky ninja, and then pulling out the waist with his backhand.

Throwing Kuwu and full of blood, he continued shouting: Killing~ Killing... and then continue to run around, for fear that others will not see him!

Uncle Wolf suddenly figured out Leon's intentions.

He thought, hiding himself.

It doesn't seem to be Lyon's style to cut people like this in broad daylight.

He is used to doing things at night. Get used to hiding yourself.

Although he has been hiding it all the time.

Although that is the case, it’s not easy for Uncle Wolf to shout directly: Leon! Why are you here!

The curse was suffocated back in his stomach.

Uncle Wolf wanted to slash a few more people with Leon, but compared to other people who would only run for their lives, the red ninja corpses on his side were too conspicuous.

In addition, it may be that the woman standing next to him is Mariko of the third generation of the Yashida family, and the group of ninjas who are in a gang of hands are even more frantically killed towards two people.

Feeling helpless, Uncle Wolf had to continue to run away with Mariko.

Gradually, I got farther and farther away from Lyon.

...

Landing on the ground, he slammed the porcelain bowl with only noodle soup in the face of a ninja, and kicked the neck of another ninja who was holding a knife next to him about to slash ninety degrees.

Leon grabbed the noodle soup and sprinkled his face on the ninja who wanted to stab him with a knife. A big mouth beat him up and shook his body vigorously. Leon yelled: "Fuck me! This **** bowl was okay with as many crews as it was. Liang Feifei didn't break it. It's rare that I saw a good thing in a nearby store! You pay for my bowl! Fuck!"

Back hand is another big mouth!

Did not control it.

died.

"If you can run, the monk can't run to the temple! All of you in red clothes have to give me a bowl to bury it!"

Fingerprints were squeezed with both hands, and after the white smoke had dispersed, more than a dozen identical Leones appeared everywhere.

"Enclose! No one can run!"

Not far away, a big tattooed man who took off his suit and wore a dark red shirt was blasting a red ninja with a stick removed from the wreath. He tore his shirt to pieces with a hard hand.

He could beat these lunatics, but he didn't dare to provoke the neuropathy that slapped everyone's head into a gourd.

The avatars were also very excited, and the nonsense spread out.

"Ou Lao La ~!" The despicable imitator.

"The former does not turn and the latter turns to Smecta!" A despicable Japanese...Korean imitator.

"What are you looking at! What are you looking at! What are you looking at..." a despicable but extremely ruthless dialect imitator. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"Sapris! It's numb... Yo! Isn't this Mr. Lyon? Where are you running for your life recently~" He took the initiative to speak plastic in English and accidentally ran into an "acquaintance" who was starting to **** the fisherman.

More than a dozen avatars, with different conditions.

Gradually, in the huge courtyard, the offensive and defensive are in different positions unknowingly.

The people who had fled for their lives stood in stunned mouth.

The people who used to chase and kill others are now being chased and killed by others.

This scene also proved that the brainwashed ninja might not be afraid of Uncle Wolf, but they would be afraid of Leon after all.

The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of the horizontal, and the horizontal ones are afraid of death.

Then, these people are all afraid of neurosis.