The days when I was making trouble in American comics

The night falls, but Manhattan is still brightly lit and bustling.

Outside the Fisk Building, groups of homeless people have occupied all the nearby streets. Night is the beginning of their new day. Drug and sex transactions are everywhere. This is something that can only be seen in the dark night. , and many of the so-called elites also joined this carnival.

More than half a year has passed since the fall of the Kingpin and the reshuffle of gangster forces in the United States and New York, but there is still no one to take over the Fisk Building that stands here, and it has become a vaguely forbidden place that those gangsters can't avoid.

Even though they don't know the specific reason, people active nearby understand the benefits of this. In their eyes, this place has become a detached zone where no one cares.

"Candy, this is money you don't bring with you. But it's really too expensive for you, so can't you give me a discount next time?"

"Discount? Then can you give me a discount when discussing business? There are so many, why not a few?" After taking a few rolled dollar bills handed over by the man, her wavy blonde hair stopped wiping her body, and she skillfully He pulled down the rope tied up with the dollar bills, reached out to his mouth, dipped some saliva in his mouth, and counted them carefully. After confirming that they were correct, he stuffed all the money into a bag on the ground.

She took out her cigarette case, lit a slender cigarette with a lighter and put it between her index and middle fingers. After taking a long puff, she waved to the customer with a normal expression, indicating that he could leave.

"Candy, next time I come to see you, you should still be here, right?"

"Pfft! Is there a next time? Why, aren't you afraid that your wife will find out? Look, I am expensive for a reason. Isn't this much more fun than when you go to the club to have fun?"

Standing there leaning against the wall, the blond man with wavy hair quickly finished a cigarette, smiled, bent over and took out the makeup box, and patted his face with powder.

But before she could get up, rapid footsteps echoed from the alley where she was.

Thinking that the white man had left, Candy looked up lazily and looked around, her face suddenly changed. In the empty street, her regular patrons actually disappeared at this moment, disappearing here, and in the darkness Something was approaching her.

"It can't be that..." Thinking of the recent rumors near the Fisk Building, Candy's already weak legs were now as if they were filled with lead and it was difficult to move.

Not caring to pick up the underwear she had dropped on the floor, she lifted her bag and put it in front of her chest to cover her exquisite curves. She twisted her stiff body and was about to leave.

"Humph!"

Suddenly, a cold snort scared the frightened Candy so much that she trembled all over. She didn't dare to look back at the other person, nor did she dare to stop her steps. She just moved forward and ran towards the street light.

"Which one? Miss, please stop and tell me what the situation is like here now!"

The familiar voice continued to ring in her ears. Candy trotted all the way to the streetlight, and finally dared to turn around and look at each other.

"You are?" She looked at the bald and sturdy man standing in front of her in disbelief. She covered her mouth in surprise, and then continued, "Wilson Fisk? Kingpin?! You're not Already dead?"

"It seems that New York is still the same, you still recognize me..." Jin Bin sighed, his eyes turned from the dark alley to the towering buildings, moved slowly, and finally stopped in the pitch black on the Fisk Building.

"Who has the final say in New York now? The Stripes or the Italians?"

Kingpin asked calmly. He was wearing a black vest and sweatshirt, revealing the knotted muscles on his arms. No one would have any doubt about the explosive power contained in his body.

"None of them..." Looking at the former underworld emperor with trepidation, Candy patted her bare chest. She recalled the previous news. She did not think that the New York government officials would spread rumors about Kingpin's death unintentionally at that time. However, when Kingpin stood in front of her in real life, looking exactly like what she saw on TV, news and newspapers, she had to believe it even if she didn't believe it.

A heavy sense of oppression spread from Jin Bin towards Candy. Jin Bin replaced all the sharp words like swords with silence. He just looked at Candi, his eyes did not contain any desire between men and women, but they were still hot. .

Kingpin is not dead yet, it seems that the dark side of New York is going to cause another bloody storm. Thinking about it, Candy lowered her eyebrows and told everything she knew. As one of the legends of Fallen Street, what she knew There is a lot of information, and many people in the same industry have close contact with her, forming an invisible network in which things are constantly passed on and shared.

This time, she chose to help Jin Bin, which was actually helping herself out of trouble.

"I know." Jinpin gently touched Candy's head, followed her hair down, and gently pinched her neck from behind, with a hint of madness in her sharp eyes, and a hint of madness in the corners of her mouth. A touch of bloodthirsty arc.

But Candy still didn't feel the feeling. She hugged one of Jinpin's arms with her hand and said with a charming smile, "Master Jinpin, where is the person from before? He was my last guest."

"Your guest? What are you talking about? When I saw you, there was no one else here... Don't pretend to be a fool!" Jin Bin slowly put his hand down, frowning, he shook it off and leaned towards himself. Candy, he also recognized the other party's identity, but so what.

Whoosh!

At this moment, a gust of wind howled past, and neither of them noticed the pale shadow appearing and disappearing in the alley.

"Impossible, this is the money he gave me!" After hearing this, Candy's face turned a little paler, and she quickly took out the dollar bills that had not lost their curls from the bag she brought. Passed it to Kingpin.

However, Jin Bin looked at Candy with a half-smile. What he took from Candy were several slightly rolled business cards of Candy's own, with the services, prices and contact information she provided written on them. , he flicked his business card to Candy, "Are you sure?"

"This is impossible?!" Candy collapsed a little, and as she said that, she opened her long skirt in front of Jin Bin.

But what made her even more desperate was that those things didn't exist at all.

"Ah~" Suddenly, a scream sounded from the other end of the alley. The deep darkness hid everything, and the two of them had no idea what was happening at the other end.

After the screams and tiny rustling sounds, there was deathly silence.

Jin Bin looked around with a solemn expression, looking in all directions and making some postures with his hands.

"It must be a ghost. The ghost is here! It turns out that what they said is true! There really is a ghost in the Fisk Building!" Candy lowered her head and murmured. She began to believe this rumor, but the ghost was not Kingpin. , but other “people”.

"It's useless, I'm ready." His hands exuded a heavy and hard luster like jet black iron, Jinpin sneered and walked forward.

Zizi!

Two heat visions cut deep marks on the ground, and the scarlet light was dazzling in the darkness. Steve Rogers fell from the sky, with the stars and stripes cape flying behind him. He looked at Kingpin standing in front of him, with the expression on his face. It was like opening a dyeing workshop, and I was so happy.

[The value of making trouble from Steve Rogers...]

"Kingpin, tell me where you sent Peggy!"

In the blink of an eye, Steve Rogers stood in front of Kingpin. He pressed the edge of the shield in his hand against Kingpin's head, intending to give him a bloody head if he made any move.

"Paige, who is that? Captain, it's great to see you again. I'm back from hell. New York is still mine!"

Letting go of Candy in his hand, Jin Bin's face showed a look of confusion. He said arrogantly, and a faint black energy came out of all the muscles on his body, as if he was wearing it. As if wearing a special battle suit, he could easily produce thunderous effects when punching.

Then he pushed Steve Rogers away, and Kingpin punched him with a ferocious smile, "I climbed up from hell to tell you that what belongs to me is not so easy to get! "

Flying back, Steve Rogers looked at Kingpin in front of him, and some fragments kept flashing in his heart and mind. When he thought of the life and death arena, he already understood that this "Kingpin" was not the "Kingpin" from last time. And", and all of this is almost caused by the life and death arena, which makes people doubt its purpose.

"Impossible?! How can you still fly?! Could it be that... you also went to that place?" Looking at Steve Rogers floating in the air, Kingpin growled, his expression still serious. With a hint of playfulness.

Raising his finger and shaking his finger at Jin Bin, Steve Rogers swooped down like a hunting hawk. He was in front of Jin Bin in an instant, reaching out to crush Jin Bin's head, but his voice was in the air. Floating away, "Which place? Are you talking about the Arena of Life and Death?"

"The Arena of Life and Death? It seems to be such a place." With black energy flowing all over his body, Kingpin nodded, narrowly avoiding Steve Rogers' catch from the sky.

With the force of his legs, he smashed the ground into a large crater with tiny cracks as dense as a spider web, but his body was like an arrow from a string, heading straight towards Steve Rogers from bottom to top.

Fierce fighting raged from the sky to the ground.

Pressing Jin Bin under his body, Steve Rogers stretched out his hand to break Jin Bin's sternum, and grabbed his powerful heart that beat like a bell. The blood sprayed out as if it was free of charge. When it comes out, it's as appalling as the shower in the bathroom turned to its maximum limit.

"The Arena of Life and Death? Those are places only for the weak. Kingpin, or a certain clone of Kingpin, please rest in peace. After all, I am a stronger person who has been transformed by the emperor. .”

Steve Rogers was laughing maniacally with one hand on his hip, and the markings on his chest were getting hotter. Although most of them had turned black, the golden meaning still occupied a small number of places.

Grasping Kingpin's heart and squeezing it, Steve Rogers put Kingpin through it and hung it in the air with one hand. The other hand stroked the wound caused by his arm. His hands suddenly exerted force on both sides. It seemed like I want to tear the Kingpin in half.

Suddenly, Candy, who was forgotten by the two of them and stood shivering by the wall, only felt a white shadow flash in front of her eyes, and her eyes immediately closed.

After a moment, her eyes opened again, but this time, her eyes were completely dark, without a trace of white. There was also a strange and inexplicable aura about him.

[The value of making trouble from Steve Rogers...]

[The value of making trouble from Nick Fury...]...

Looking around, "Candy" stretched out her hand and sent out a weird light wave towards Steve Rogers. The twisted spiritual power brought with it the ultimate sense of disharmony, making Steve Rogers almost start fighting with his own people.

Snapped!

Soon enough, the heat vision cut off "Candy"'s life like a scythe. Her body was broken into two parts, and the fresh flesh exuded bursts of meaty and burnt stench under the high temperature.

Steve Rogers took a closer look and saw that the monster in front of him, which was most likely the target of this mission, was covered in a white leather sheath with a strange black and green logo printed on it. Its face was ferocious and terrifying, and its head was It reveals its big purple eyes that rotate around, and its sharp gaze reveals the spookiness. In addition, its eyes can move, slide or protrude along the blood vessel-like lines on its body. Its two claws can stretch and contract freely, and its lower body can Wavy tapered tail.

Facing Steve Rogers' gaze, the alien monster named "Ghost" suddenly disappeared into the air, quietly.

boom!

"Is this your attack style?"

Shaking away the gold and blood in his hand like a rag sack, Steve Rogers raised his shield to withstand the first wave of attacks from the ghost, which was a kind of energy ray. He was calculating the total number of weapons this alien monster had. There are so many ways to attack, hoping to find the best plan to deal with this "ghost".

But in the next moment, Steve Rogers' expression suddenly changed. He looked at "Peggy Carter" who appeared in front of him, wearing a Umbrella company combat uniform, with a curvy figure, as if he had returned to a gas station in New Mexico. , this thought becomes more and more intense.

However, when "Peggy Carter" gently put her hands on Steve Rogers' shoulders, Steve Rogers showed a ferocious expression. His brows were filled with boiling murderous intent, and his hands were aimed at "Peggy Carter"'s neck was then twisted hard, causing her head to rotate 360 ​​degrees.

Crack clap!

The illusion was completely shattered at this moment. Steve Rogers looked at Candy's corpse in his hand and the wavy golden head that he had twisted off. His fists clenched and his blood surged.

Taking a deep breath, Steve Rogers moved his ears slightly. At the same time, his eyes emitted blazing lasers towards somewhere in the void. However, as the "ghost" disappeared after appearing, it could only be seen in the void. A large hole was cut into the ground.

[The value of making trouble from Steve Rogers...]

"xhishdia! Hahaha!" Inexplicable language and sarcastic laughter emerged from another place in the dark alley. The "ghost shadow" slapped its belly with its paws, and the energy light waves in its big purple eyes were brewing, and it shot straight Shot at Steve Rogers.