The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 72, The Demon King

Goodbye, Natasha.

Goodbye, Mr. Victor.

At the entrance of Stark Tower, after watching Li Xingzhou and Emma leave, Natasha pondered for a moment, then took out a special cell phone and dialed a secret number:

"Clint, help me investigate someone. His name is Leonardo Victor, chairman of MASA Corporation, who just won the contract for the Rex Island prison..."

"Yes, this person is very suspicious. He is very young and has not even graduated from college, but he can talk and laugh with Tony Stark and even persuade Stark to design and manufacture a personal exoskeleton system for him..."

"He and Stark seem to be very close friends, but you know, we know Tony Stark's background perfectly well, and none of his records show that he has a friend like Leonard Victor..."

"That's right, Leonardo Victor could indeed be Stark's new friend. However, given Stark's personality, not just anyone can become his friend."

“We all know that there are many people around Stark, and countless people try their best to curry favor with him, but apart from Pepper Potts and Happy, the only person Stark can regard as a close friend is Colonel Rhodes.”

“Stark appears arrogant on the surface, but is actually sensitive and suspicious, and doesn’t easily trust anyone. Yet, that young Leonardo DiCaprio seems to have gained some degree of his trust…”

……

the other side.

Li Xingzhou was driving Emma when an SUV pulled up behind them shortly after they left Stark Tower.

"Boss, we've been followed, and the other party seems to have ill intentions."

Emma noticed she was being followed, and even vaguely felt a prickling unease—a warning from the mind's secret demon, indicating that the SUV behind her had ill intentions and a clear threatening intent.

"I know."

Even Emma sensed the threat, so Li Xingzhou naturally perceived the sharp killing intent even more clearly.

He didn't even glance at the rearview mirror, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, and said calmly:

"Perhaps it's a follow-up to yesterday's assassination attempt."

Emma expressed her confusion:

"Was it someone from the Punishment Group? After losing a powerful mutant and a team of elite gunmen, the Punishment Group still dares to send someone to assassinate us?"

Li Xingzhou smiled slightly:
"They may not be members of the disciplinary group."

It's more likely that Ajax is the real owner of Dust Angels.

The Sand Angel's assassination attempt failed, and she was captured and imprisoned by Li Xingzhou. Of course, her boss, Ajax, would not let the matter rest easily.

"Boss, do you need me to take out that car?"

Emma licked her lips, looking somewhat eager.

Her abilities are well-suited for assassination.

When the Mind Image Demon is intangible, it is invisible and formless. Even if it kills someone in public, no one will know that it was her.

Li Xingzhou said calmly, "Don't accidentally hurt pedestrians."

Emma nodded, took off her glasses, rolled down the car window, turned around and stared at the SUV. She gently pressed her finger to her brow, and the mysterious demonic energy in her mind transformed into an invisible stream of yin energy that surged from her brow, flew out of the car window, and crashed into the rear windshield of the car.

The SUV's windshield was instantly covered in frost and cracked in a spiderweb pattern.

The cold wind then seeped in through the crack in the windshield, slapping at the driver, who was instantly covered in frost and frozen into an ice sculpture.

Boom!

The car went out of control and crashed into a flower bed by the roadside. The windshield shattered on the ground, and the driver, frozen solid, hit his head on the steering wheel. His neck snapped with a crack, and his head rolled off the wheel.

Emma, ​​who witnessed this scene through the Mystic Vision, felt a slight urge to breathe, a blush rising to her cheeks, her eyes narrowing, and a smile of pleasure and satisfaction curving her lips.

This was the first time she had killed someone with force rather than scheming, and the feeling of taking a life in the blink of an eye deeply captivated her.

Li Xingzhou let her savor the afterglow of the killing until her heightened emotions gradually calmed down, then he spoke in a calm tone:

What would you like to eat for dinner?

Emma smiled sweetly:
"I'll follow the boss's instructions."

"Then I'll take you to Chinatown for Chinese food."

"Okay. But is it really appropriate for us to go have dinner like this? I didn't kill everyone in that car; what if they follow us again?"

"Keep killing as soon as they catch up."

"That disciplinary group?"

"No rush. Let's have dinner first." Li Xingzhou smiled slightly. "I believe there are people who are more eager than us to cause trouble for the Punishment Group."

During their conversation.

A man of medium build, slightly thin, with short hair, got out of the SUV.

He glanced at the departing vehicle, then at the driver's bizarre death, and frowned, saying:

"Mutants? No wonder the Dust Angels failed..."

"Boss, what should we do next?"

A tall man asked in a low voice.

"Get out of here first."

"Are we no longer tracking the target?"

"The target is a mutant with dangerous and powerful abilities. Our employer gave us wrong information and misled us. Dust Angel is likely dead. We need to go to our employer and get an explanation first."

The man of medium build said this as he shoved the driver's body aside, got into the driver's seat, and drove away from the scene before the police arrived.

……

dinner time.

Inside a private room of a restaurant in Chinatown.

Li Xingzhou was teaching Emma how to use chopsticks when he suddenly received a text message.

He glanced at the text message and smiled slightly at Emma:
"How about we do some exercise after dinner to help with digestion?"

movement?

Emma blushed slightly as if she had thought of something, and looked at Li Xingzhou with sparkling eyes, "Here? Or... somewhere more exciting?"

Li Xingzhou liked this about Emma.

Although she had just become a woman last night, she quickly got into character, not only cooperating actively but also eager to learn and try new knowledge, which made Li Xingzhou very happy.

However, what Li Xingzhou is talking about now is clearly not the same thing Emma is thinking.

"There will be a killing spree tonight."

Li Xingzhou smiled and said:

"You can freely command your secret magic to slaughter and reap."

Emma's eyes lit up:
"Go and cause trouble for the disciplinary group tonight?"

"Do not."

Li Xingzhou shook his head, a smile playing on his lips:
"Tonight's event is going to be even more interesting. Heard of vampires, right?"

"Vampires? Those legendary dark creatures?"

“Excellent. Tonight, we will hunt those creatures that have fallen into darkness.”

Li Xingzhou said leisurely:
"You see, we're not bad people. Occasionally, we can use our abilities to be superheroes."

Hearing that the target was a legendary vampire, Emma was a little nervous, but more excited.

If it's a vampire, she doesn't need to have any scruples; she can go all out and kill indiscriminately, fully enjoying the pleasure of slaughter.

"In addition, there will be people who will act with us."

Li Xingzhou looked at Emma, ​​his dark eyes calm and deep, like a bottomless abyss that could steal your soul:
"She and I are close, and I don't want you to have any bad thoughts about her, understand?"

"..."

Looking into Li Xingzhou's calm yet dignified black eyes, Emma felt a surge of emotion.

The keen senses granted to her by the Mystic Demon made her feel as if she were facing a demon king standing on a throne of bones, with his feet on an endless sea of ​​blood, radiating boundless oppression.

She felt that any action that went against his will, even just a thought, would plunge her into an abyss of no return, making her the most insignificant drop of blood in the boundless sea of ​​blood beneath his feet.

"Is a man like that really someone I can conquer?"

She began to doubt her own ambition, yet she was also deeply captivated by his imposing presence and power, even harboring a subtle feeling that it would be an honor to be trampled under his feet.

So she got up, knelt down, and crawled to him like a puppy, gently rubbing her cheek against his knee, and whispered:
"Your will is my mission."

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