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Chapter 125

Words:2625Update:22/06/22 12:11:16

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In the suburbs of New York City, in a waste car recycling plant. Li Jie's group of four and Iron Fist White Tiger are here because Li Jie has too many questions to ask the two.

"So, Ms. Tiger, if you promise not to fight with Iron Fist later, I can let you go," Li Jie said to White Tiger.

"Unless this guy promises not to fight." Although he couldn't see White Tiger's face under the mask, White Tiger's voice was very nice.

"Don't worry, I promise he won't hurt you. There are four of us here." Li Jie said and cut the spider silk for White Tiger.

"So who the hell are you?" Iron Fist is now being pointed at by three big men in Power Armor with Gauss Rifles, which makes him very unhappy.

It's like he's a prisoner.

"Maybe you've heard my name. My name is Nightwalker. These people are my partners, Punisher, Big Daddy, and Raider." Raider is Mike's new nickname, since he is a Vigilante in the dark.

Especially if he doesn't want to be found by S.H.E.L.D. or the relevant departments, then he can't use his previous name. In the records of the federal government, Mike has died heroically.

"Are you really Nightcrawler? Why are you dressed differently? "White Tiger said with some doubts. "Didn't you always wear a gray hood? When did you start wearing armor?"

"Is this sponsored by Tony Stark?" It seems that Iron Man's name and his signature armor have been widely known.

"This is a woman specially equipped to cope with the worsening situation in New York City." Li Jie naturally can't say that Tony did sponsor a considerable part of the equipment and materials to make the armor.

"Well, if you have any questions, please ask them later. Now I have some questions to ask you two. "Li Jie gestured to stop Iron Fist who wanted to say something.

"Iron Fist, why did you attack the White Tiger? Your battle has seriously affected the lives of ordinary people, and I don't see the point in that," Li Jie asked.

"Good question, because she stole Kunlun's treasure, the Tiger Head Amulet." Iron Fist pointed at the three pendants hanging on White Tiger's chest.

They were jade talismans with two tiger paws and one tiger head respectively. This set of talismans seemed to have mysterious powers. It emitted a peculiar energy fluctuation.

"You are talking nonsense. This Tiger Claw Talisman is my family heirloom. It has been passed down for at least 150 years." White Tiger argued. "I found the Tiger Head Amulet under the guidance of the Tiger Claw Amulet. I found it in New York. Not the Kunlun you speak of. "

"All the White Tiger Protective Talismans belong to Kunlun. I am here to look for the White Tiger Protective Talismans that Kunlun had lost." Iron Fist ignored White Tiger's explanation.

"Even if it is a family heirloom, it is probably obtained from the Kunlun Realm."

Seeing that the two of them were about to fight again, Li Jie immediately intervened to stop the conflict.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen. Put away your violent tempers first. You better resolve this matter properly. I don't want the water to suddenly stop when I am cooking in my own house. "

"If you have any problems, please solve them through communication and not with your fists."

This matter was simply bullsh * t to Li Jie. They actually fought for so long over such a trivial matter. Couldn't they just sit down and talk about it?

Or did the two of them fight as soon as they met?

Li Jie's thoughts were not wrong. When Iron Fist first met White Tiger, he did not give her a chance to speak. He immediately attacked her.

The White Tiger was baffled. The White Tiger, who originally wanted to figure out what was going on, became really angry as the fight went on.

Later on, it became a fight every time they met, regardless of the reason. Of course, fights were common in Marvel. Many heroes preferred to communicate with their fists instead of words.

Basically, the stronger the hero in this world, the stronger their ability to fight.

"Alright, Iron Fist, I have something more important to ask you. Big Old Man, tell him what you just discovered," Li Jie said.

"I'll briefly explain what happened just now. We didn't see the monster you were fighting," Big Old Man said.

"All the readings were normal, but we found something strange in the park behind."

"A lot of homeless people died. There used to be a lot of homeless people spending the night in this park," Damon said and shook his head.

"Not a lot, but all of them. All the homeless people died. Although the weather in New York is very cold, it is not enough to freeze everyone to death at night, "Frank said.

"The way they died is almost the same as the mysterious attack I mentioned before. It is very suspicious that the invisible monster you fought before has something to do with it. "

"Yes, that is also what I suspect. Iron Fist, did you feel anything special about that monster? "Li Jie asked because only he and Iron Fist could see the monster at that time.

"Yes, a strange feeling, as if my whole body felt very uncomfortable. I had to use all my internal energy to ensure that I could resist this feeling." Iron Fist also recalled the scene just now.

"Yes, it was demanding the soul. I could feel it, it was a very strange feeling. I could feel its hunger, the feeling that it wanted to devour human souls. "Li Jie said it in disbelief.

This was because the soul was an illusory existence to him in the past.

Although he had the system now, he had never felt the real feeling of the soul. It was not until this time when he faced this monster that he really felt it.

"My feeling is not as real as yours, but there is a feeling that my body will be sucked out," Iron Fist said as he looked at his hands. If it was not for the power of the Dragon on him, he felt that his soul would definitely be sucked out.

"This should be a soul-devouring monster. The main reason I looked for you is because of this Iron Fist." Li Jie's words were very serious.

"Do you know the East Ocean Ninjas in New York City? They are sucking human blood, what are they doing? Do you have any clue about these Ninjas and this monster? "

"I have dealt with the Japanese Ninjas in China's Kunlun. According to the ancient books of Kunlun, there was once a former Iron Fist who dealt with the Japanese Ninjas," Iron Fist recalled.

"That was more than 400 years ago. At that time, the coast of China and Japan were at war, and many Ninjas joined the battle. They slaughtered a lot of civilians and extracted their blood as you said."

"As one of the guardians of China, Iron Fist participated in that war. When Iron Fist returned to Kunlun, he was already seriously injured and died before he could reveal more information. "

"He only left a sentence, Hand and Society, Snake Root Grass and Black Sky."

"Hand and Society again?" As someone who had only watched Marvel movies, Li Jie was confused by these forces that he had never heard of.

"Snake Root Grass, Hand and Society, what is Black Sky? Why do they suck human blood?" Frank asked on behalf of Li Jie.

"I don't know. The only clue is Black Sky. They were in China to look for Black Sky. As for what Black Sky is, I don't know. "Iron Fist waved his hand.

"When I was in Kunlun, I didn't really like to read those ancient books, except for martial arts."

"Alright, then what about this monster?" Li Jie was trying to find out as much as he could. According to the current clues, the current situation was completely out of his control.

Just when Li Jie wanted to ask some other questions, Ceng Chu's urgent voice came from his communicator.

"You … Where are you! Spider … Spider-man is going crazy! Come back quickly! "

Li Jie instantly thought of the Spider going crazy at the Blood Farm that day. The situation was getting more and more unpredictable.

What happened to everything?

Inside Osborn's manor, the only light source in Norman's private study room, a lit candle, was extinguished. The study room was plunged into darkness again.

"It's dead." It was still the same unpleasant voice.

"I know." Norman's answer was nonchalant.

"Sacrifice." The unpleasant voice continued.

"I know." Norman was still nonchalant.

The unpleasant voice only said two sentences before leaving the room, leaving Norman alone playing with a pocket watch. His expression was unreadable. No one knew what he was thinking.

S.H.E.L.D. Sky Carrier. This was a strategic weapon that had just been built by S.H.E.L.D. not long ago. A familiar person was imprisoned in a top-secret cell, Dicken Fess.

He was imprisoned in a magical space. There was no time, no up, down, left, or right. This was a gap in space, a dead end of the universe.

There was no life or death here. Everything was still and empty.

This was a by-product of S.H.E.L.D.'s research on the mysterious item. Inside this space, Dicken Fess could stay in a state of neither life nor death.

Nick believed in Roland's prophecy. She had never made a mistake. Since there was trouble, he had to nip it in the bud.

However, the future was called the future because it was made up of countless pasts, including Roland's prophecy.

Three giant blue chains locked down the Earth, protecting the fragile golden future. All the golden futures were made up of the past and the blue past.

When history began to turn, everything would move forward according to the predetermined path, unless the chains were broken and the past was destroyed.

Dicken Fess was already a human. He had stayed in this place where there was no life or death for a very long time.

Because there was no concept of time here. A second, a minute, a year, or a hundred years made no difference. There were no visitors here, no scenery.

It was as empty as nothingness. He couldn't even mutter to himself, because there was no sound in this place.

Until an old man wearing a hat walked in with a smile on his face. He could actually speak in this soundless world. "Hello, Dicken Fess. Do you want to make a deal?"

"Who are you?" Dicken asked in surprise, but he still didn't make any sound.

But it was obvious that the old man knew what he was talking about. "Don't care who I am. You only need to know that I work for death."

(Thank you to my book friends: Aston Fan ~ Yuehen Su Mu ~ New Self ~ Nicknames Are Not Numbers ~ Drifting Wind ~ Reject Illusions ~ Stupid to the Point of Exploding ~ The World of Books ~ Xingxing and other book friends from afar ~ Thank you O (∩ _ ∩) O Ha!)

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