The Unrighteous God In Marvel

"Lyon, Leon? Leon, where are you looking, don't laugh like that anime villain!!!"

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On the street late at night, the whole body was pitch black, leather clothes, sunglasses, black boots, and even the special code skin was black, hiding in a broken alley, looking down at his watch from time to time, and then looking up at the sky.

Basically settled the vampire family, completely laid the stamp of humanity for his life, and after avenging his heart, the blade was silent for a period of time.

That period of time was not short, and he was not afraid of the sun's blade shutting himself up in the room all day long without seeing the sun, and often did not leave the house once for more than ten days.

Because he was so confused, he couldn't find his goal in life, and he didn't know where to return from a distant journey.

Later, it was Leon who helped him.

Also, Leon, who didn't even show an inch of skin, pulled the blade off the bed as soon as he entered the door and beat him firmly.

Not to mention, after the fight, people will be energetic.

He was not decadent anymore, he also had a goal. Leon gave him a "painting" and told him that in this "painting", there is the oldest vampire in the world, and there may not be one of them.

This guy is the Count Dracula they discussed before. As long as this guy is still there, the blood clan will always be there, and his career is far from over.

Moreover, Leon immediately left after beating him cleanly. Before leaving, he said to the Blade Warrior: "Since you consider yourself to be human, you are also obliged to remove some people in human skin." Scum borers or something."

The blade felt that it made sense!

Since then, the blade has never seen Leon, and even the legend of the night watchman hidden in the night has gradually faded.

However, Dao Feng had never worried about the safety of his friend.

I haven't been in contact with Lyon for a long time, but the blade is still very concerned about Lyon's methods.

How could a cautious, powerful and shameless person die so easily.

It must have done harm to others. Instead of worrying about Leon, it's better to worry about people who look like bad guys.

Blade will investigate things, and even has his own "homicidal addiction." Isn't Leon Kete not? He doesn't necessarily have many unjust deaths in his hands.

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Life has become more rhythmic. Although the blade is not afraid of the sun, it is still used to doing things at night. Maybe it is that people who play with the sword always feel a little bit of repulsion. There are several times that the prey of the blade has been killed by the knife of Leon. His superb daughter was snatched away. Seeing the little girl still come out to perform operations on people every day, Dao Feng was completely relieved.

It's just that he didn't expect that Leon would actually have the day when he asked him for help.

...

"I told you to stop laughing, the guy on the motorcycle is the one you're looking for."

Blade didn't quite understand why Leon had to practice that kind of uncomfortable laughter.

In Leon’s own words: “I’m working for the Lord Yan now, and of course I have to laugh in the underworld!”

Although what he said was very clear, the blade just couldn't understand it.

Maybe, this is the difference between a normal person and a mental illness!

in addition……

"Lyon, I remember, you used to fly. Why... you want to sit with such a thing?"

With a sneer (double infallible), Leon sat on a half-stripped eggshell, covered with something "looks like" an airbag-like line, and flew over in the air.

It's pretty stable.

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After Leon returned from the **** side, he communicated with Tony for a long time, and repeatedly confirmed the fact that the Silver Glider never appeared on the earth again.

So, no matter what the intermediate process is, the level of the Silver Glider and the possible Star Devourer is temporarily passed.

Well, for the time being.

Just like the earth is plagued by disasters, I will run into Uncle Tun in the future.

Maybe they came to look for their daughter~

...

Now that Mephisto has fulfilled his promise, Lyon does not want to owe the big brother's favor and promise.

In terms of playing yin, Mephisto and the others came out of hell, but they were born masters.

Either this betrayed the soul, or the one who dedicated his life, Leon didn't want to be inexplicably justified.

Leon decided to get an emissary for Mephisto as soon as possible.

Moreover, Leon really can’t stay at home, and seeing that he can draw a real top ten company, he seems to have seen the blood of the Kryptonians beckoning to him, just a little less purification value, definitely Go out and find some kind people to help me together!

So that night... Leon couldn't help but smoked a shot first.

What you got...

Quite interesting.

[Flisa's flying vehicle]

Grade: blue

Quality: Sophisticated

Description: A small single-man aircraft that uses the intelligent system to determine the fully automatic idea and voice control two-in-one. It has a top speed of Mach 2 and has a certain defensive ability without windshield.

Remarks: Frieza's favorite stroller, it is rumored that Frieza will maintain a short stature in one form and the final shape, the main reason is that he likes this stroller too much.

Note 2: Panoramic surround sound, intelligent anti-air disturbance, so that you can enjoy wonderful music even when you are moving at full speed!

...

Leon almost smashed this thing when he first pulled it out.

This thing doesn't even have a windshield, so what kind of special panoramic sound effects have been spent on it? !

Snapped.

Leon sat in the stroller...in the aircraft, he pressed the only manual button in the car.

"...Zi~~...what's the name of father's father, father's father's name is grandfather, mother's mother's name is..."

The beautiful music instantly filled the whole room.

In the flying machine, Leon's face is longer than a donkey.

...This special...

He buckled a box with an iron plate overnight to buckle the only button. Leon suddenly died when he didn't want to be having fun in the future.

To be fair, although this thing is useless, Leon's own flying speed has long surpassed those two Mach, but such a big figure, there is still a kind of real effect, Leon still quite likes it.

However, if you want to sit on this thing and go out to help find the messenger of hell, you can't trouble Tony.

It's strange to say that Leon has drawn so many prizes from the system prize pool. Basically, the equipment and skills are half-and-half, but there are a lot of equipment in hand, but there are not many that are truly technological.

The more distinctive one is the air knife four-wheel drive, which was borrowed by S.H.I.E.L.D. and Tony every day. The thing was really useless, but Leon was reluctant to say no to borrow it.

This thing must not be seen by Tony.

otherwise…………

Leon thought of the "beautiful music" that came with that thing. If Tony discovered this, it would be laughed at for years if it was not said.

SHIELD...

Nor is S.H.I.E.L.D., and Fury is not a good person either!

Tony can’t, nor S.H.I.E.L.D., if Leon wants to find someone himself, he’s not good at it. He can kill people, but that’s also random!

After thinking about it, Leon wanted to seal the baby carriage... The aircraft was sealed for a while, and then he suddenly remembered in a casual chat with Sophia. If he is familiar with these street news, find someone to find a place or something, the knife blade is also the same. Good hands!

For such a hidden stronghold of vampires, didn't Blade find them one by one? Even the true and false nests of the thirteen clans were kept on record. It should be easy to ask Blade to help find someone.

There is a name, an approximate age, and a career. If the blade can't even do this, Leon decides to beat him again.

Sure enough, I went to find Blade the first day, and the next night Blade's phone called.

People have been found.

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"Johnny Blazer, seems to have another name. He moved from a small town to work in motorcycle stunts. The characteristic is that he is not afraid of death, um...or good luck.

In short, this should be the Johnny you are looking for. "

Blade stood at the alley and watched a heavy motorcycle drive past the street with Leon, explaining it to Leon.

Next to him, sitting in the infant... Leon in the aircraft said with a weird and shrill voice: "Well~ yes, my lord...cough! I mean, good job, blade, this is indeed the person I'm looking for. ."

Although the eyes are hidden behind the wide sunglasses, the details are not clear, but the raised eyebrows and the twisted eyebrows still betray the blade.

"Hey! Turn your neck to see what I'm doing!"

The blade didn't want to talk to Leon, this kid must have been ill again.

"What are you looking for him for."

Blade asked.

Just as Leon wanted to add a laugh with his throat, he turned his head and saw Blade's slanted head frowning and looking at his shape, his heart was relieved, and he returned to normal: "Ah...I'm going to Send him to the original script to act in his true colors."

script? Starring in true colors?

The blade nodded, indicating that he had understood it.

Leon smiled: "You nodded, do you really understand what I want to do to him."

"Of course." The blade said: "You want to pit him."

Lyon: "..."

The special code is really right!

Not as rare as the blade, Leon thinks he should have a large number of adults.

"Then I'll go to him first, hey, Daofeng, these days, you help me find some comparisons, um... the sinful large block or group, I..."

"Well, yes."

Leon scratched his head: "Uh...you don't ask..."

The blade lowered his head slightly, and through the upper edge of the sunglasses revealed a pair of white and black eyes: "Apart from itchy hands and want to kill, can you give me any other answer."

Lyon: "..."

I just say that these street messengers are the most annoying!

"Goodbye! I'll hit you again in the middle of the night!"

Leaving a harsh word, Leon was sitting on the baby...the flying machine, which flew away in a hurry.

Dao Feng kept looking up at the direction Leon was leaving. After a long time, he took out an old mobile phone from the pocket of his leather jacket, blindly pressed a series of numbers, and quickly connected.

Daofeng put the phone to his ear, still looking at the night sky, and whispered: "Lao Hui, I will go to your place for one night today...

No...no task...I just haven't seen you for a long time. Didn't I miss friends? "

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Johnny returned home tiredly without turning on the light, so he walked to the refrigerator position skillfully, found the refrigerator door skillfully in the dark, and skillfully reached in and took out a can of cold beer.

He was the only one in the house, and the furniture was few and it didn't get in the way. Johnny couldn't remember how long he hadn't turned on the light anymore.

Throwing himself on the sofa, leaning against the position of the hand guard, twisted his body a few times, changed a comfortable posture, stretched out his hand to the side to make a model, the TV remote control was in hand.

...

Johnny also got nothing today.

As usual, he rode a motorcycle to cross the obstacles that were not too long, but the degree of danger exceeded the standard. He earned a large bonus and dividends, but the money disappeared as soon as he changed hands.

Other motorcycle stunt performers leaped over ramps, rulers, and at most gimmicks with a few stationary cars. At the same distance, Johnny was flying a helicopter with a roaring propeller.

The other stunt rider Xiangqi beauty, after the performance, went directly to the hotel with his arms around the model, Johnny rode home and went home.

Other people have made money to enrich themselves or their families. At the worst, they buy wine and drink to relieve their worries. Johnny's money is used for private investigators, ancient writing professors, private libraries and spending money to find people. NS.

If he lives like this, he may die every day in performances, earning life-threatening money, but life is flat like stagnant water, which is also rare.

What my father told me before he died kept flashing in his mind.

That surname passed down from generation to generation, that ancient curse, that mysterious old man who appeared at his father’s funeral, those riddle-like words...

Johnny didn't know how long he was looking for, he didn't know what he was looking for, even he didn't know why he was looking for it, or what he would do after he found it.

He just wanted to know, wanted to know why. It's unclear why he and why his family died every generation.

The thoughts in his mind were chaotic and mixed, and fragments and flashbacks that were not systematic, caused his brain to become more and more sluggish under the stimulation of alcohol and fatigue, and mixed into a pot of porridge.

The TV was bright and dark, dark and bright, and Johnny unconsciously pressed the channel-changing button mechanically.

Annoying variety shows, animations, soap operas, bikini pageants, news, advertisements...

Um?

Johnny's thoughts suddenly returned to his mind. The female reporter who hosted the news on location... seemed to be...

After changing his sitting posture, Johnny put down the empty beer can, rubbed his eyes, and sat up straight.

This female reporter was his former lover.

At that time, under that tree, Johnny didn't keep the appointment in the end.

"Go back and change the channel, what news are you watching!"

The sound that suddenly appeared behind him made Johnny jump directly from the sofa in surprise, and the remote control flew out of his hands.

In the darkness, a hand stretched out and caught the remote control.

Pressing the finger, the TV show changed back to the bikini show, and the hand holding the remote control was gently waved, and the remote control was thrown back into Johnny's hand.

Forced to be calm, Johnny moved carefully: "You...I didn't see your face~www.NovelMTL.com~ There is cash in the key bowl at the door, you can get it by yourself, I promise..."

"You promise that you won't get the Shuangtong shotgun over there."

Johnny was startled, and stood still.

The voice in the darkness said again: "Step aside."

"……what?"

"Step aside. You're blocking me from watching TV. I'm almost finished on the 96th!"

Johnny turned his head and saw a broad-minded model on TV, with the number 96 on her waist.

"What's so...what the **** is going on..."

Don't sleep in the middle of the night, break into a private house without stealing money, grab a special code remote control? !

(Ps: That little white flower, it tastes good. Do you have any good wine recommendations. Don't white wine. Don't high-quality wine. Otherwise, I might not be able to make it even more.)