Marvel: All those years I lived with the Lord

"Child, do you long for power?..."

Seeing the frightened expression of the black young man opposite, Li Ang, who was hiding under the black robe and pretending to be a ghost, couldn't help but smile proudly. It seemed that he was also very talented in being a villain.

It’s no wonder that Li Ang has such a strange idea. It’s really that the boundaries between heroes and villains in the Marvel world are too blurred. Maybe he was a superhero praised by everyone one second, and then he became a shocking one the next second. The despised devil; the same is true for villains. It is possible that the villain who was fighting with superheroes just now has directly become a positive character.

Anyway, as long as you can't think of it, there is no character that they can't change; as long as conditions permit, they can also clear your name.Regardless of any controversy, everything is for the needs of the plot.

What's more, Li Ang only made an occasional guest appearance, but before he could be happy for a while, the black young man opposite him coughed anxiously, then rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

……

The air became inexplicably quiet, as if only the mysterious man played by Li Ang was left in the entire alley to amuse himself. The embarrassment in capital letters made Li Ang's face twitch uncontrollably.

Li Ang looked around for the first time. Fortunately, no one else saw this embarrassing scene. Otherwise, Li Ang could only consider whether to destroy the world directly.

Seeing this, Li Ang simply stopped pretending, took off his disguise, grabbed the black young man who fainted from fright, then took out the potion and drank it directly.

"You have such courage to come out and join a gang. You really insult the term gang. And don't Americans always like to hear and see devils? Emotionally, so many cults in the United States are just a joke!"

Li Ang complained while feeling the atmosphere around him. Looking at the unscrupulous gang members, he couldn't help but sneered:

"As expected, they are all a group of guys who deserve to go to hell. If that's the case, then it's easier for me. Let me test the effectiveness of this potion!"

After saying that, he disappeared directly on the spot, but the black man who had been given the magic potion by Li Ang suddenly woke up immediately, and the wounds on his body were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It's just that his current situation is obviously abnormal. His eyes are red, the veins on his forehead are bulging, and his face shows unbearable pain. But even so, there is still a mysterious aura that keeps wandering around his body, trying to Soothe the raging power within him.

But it obviously didn't work, not to mention the chaotic noise on the street that was still irritating his nerves that were about to go berserk.

"roar~"

The black young man let out a roar, and then sprinted towards him like a cheetah. Deep footprints could even be clearly seen on the hard asphalt road.

As the black man left, Li Ang's figure gradually emerged. Listening to the screams coming from the street, he couldn't help but frowned and said:

"Is the material used this time a little too strong? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like the power explosion potion that dad mentioned. Especially the blessing of righteousness magic, it looks more like the bloodthirsty and violent black energy."

Li Ang felt a little confused. He carefully recalled every step in the configuration process. After a while, he suddenly realized that he might have made a small mistake. He still seemed a little unfamiliar with the proportions of materials. It doesn't matter, this is easy to solve, practice makes perfect.

What's more important is that he needs more experimental data and records, which will help Li Ang study the most suitable preparation plan, instead of just creating a madman who only knows how to fight like now.

Looking at the black youths who were killing people on the street, blood and limbs were flying in front of him, but this not only did not extinguish the aura of violence in his body, but instead fueled the blazing fire in his eyes.

The two gangs on the street were directly stunned by this sudden critical attack. Looking at the man who was as violent as a beast in front of them, their men were picked off by this guy like melons and vegetables. Some people recognized the man on the other side. The man's identity called out his name, but what greeted him was only that inhuman roar.

Someone tried to kill the monster with a firearm, but they watched helplessly as a bullet from a magazine was shot into the opponent's body, but it had no effect except leaving bullet holes in the opponent's body.

In particular, although the wound is still bleeding, it is obviously constantly healing, but not at the terrifying speed before; more importantly, apart from shooting the opponent for the first time, the black young man has learned to be smart, and with his The speed far beyond that of ordinary people makes all firearms become fire sticks in the hands. Of course, they may not even be as good as fire sticks.

In fact, it’s not their fault. As people at the bottom of the society, they have no money and no education. Besides, who would join a gang if they have the ability? Before coming, let’s take some “washing powder” to cheer up, and then fire a few shots casually. , whether it can hit the target at that time can only be determined by God.

That is to say, the black young man who was poured into the potion at the beginning was not clear-headed, so he was hit by the other side's bad luck. If he really became alert and had the same hit rate as before, it would be really difficult for the gang members. After all, they are really not trained elites. What's more, with the ghostly speed and physical strength of the black youth, it would be equally embarrassing for a whole team of SWAT to end up.

However, although these gang members have no brains, the little leader they lead still has some knowledge. They look at the black people who are obviously different from ordinary people and have unscientific self-healing abilities, especially when one of his subordinates was beaten repeatedly by the opponent. After folding in half, they realized that they had encountered an iron plate.

Thanks to the American people's enthusiasm for conspiracy theories and lack of trust in the government, they instantly thought of superhuman beings who escaped from military laboratories, large companies and even the government's secret experimental programs, and it was obvious that they were unlucky enough to become This time the test product.

Don't blame them for their big imaginations. In fact, their country is like this. The Hulk a few days ago is the best example, and they won't be surprised by anything that happens in this ghost place.

Because this is the center of crime in New York, the city of crime. It is the most famous slum in the United States, famous for its messy and backward living quality, serious ethnic conflicts and high crime rate.It's a small eight-street street, but the evil here is probably not comparable to that of eight Satans.

Even in broad daylight, there may still be a hooded black man walking up to you at any time, holding a cold object against your lower back, and asking you to borrow some money.

Even the local police department and government agencies have completely given up on this place. They bluntly describe this place as a cancer in the entire New York because this is Hell's Kitchen!