Overlords in the Marvel Universe

Fighting world, massacre town.

This is a place of exile. Of course, compared to the legendary Great Wall in the South, this dirty place full of villains and criminals looks more like a paradise. At least the people living here have "freedom" ".

T-ROY'S, this is the only bar in the town of Slaughter that dares to stay open all night. Every day, many drunks come here to brag and fart, or are kicked out by the bar owner because they can't pay the bill.

In the noisy bar, a burly figure in a leather jacket opened the door and walked in slowly.

"...so there was a pair of nasty Thors on the border between War Zone and Beyond Sanctuary that kept bugging me."

Waving the wine bottle in his hand, Max Dillon stepped on the wine table resolutely, his neck and complexion became extremely rosy due to the alcohol.

"Those Thors looked at people with their nostrils. They told me condescendingly: Do not cross the line without permission, otherwise I will be sent to the Supreme Court and other incomprehensible words, as if they dare Touch me like Electron!"

There was a burst of laughter from the drunks around them, nothing excites these bastards like being able to deflate Thor's lackeys at the top.

In the eyes of these villains, the Thunder God Legion is equivalent to the "two devils". The daily work of these guys is to patrol the entire fighting world, but as long as the residents of the fighting world do not violate the rules, members of the Thunder God Legion are not allowed to do anything at will, otherwise will be punished.

So some people are very good at grasping this kind of "speed", and are willing to test wildly on the verge of death.

Max Dillon, who was on top of alcohol, drank the last half bottle of vodka, held up the empty bottle in his hand, and continued to tell his "heroic experience" vividly.

"By the way, I seem to have mentioned that the only law I will abide by is the Red Skull's. They seemed to be irritated at that time, and this matter suddenly became troublesome."

Max Dillon beamed, "But you know I couldn't help it, so I looked that stupid Thor in the eye and said..."

Max Dillon's voice was getting weaker and weaker, he made a fool of himself, then suddenly raised his hand high, and yelled loudly in his mouth.

"...Long live the Red Skull!"

The drunkards in the bar burst into laughter, obviously, they appreciated Max Dillon's boldness.

But when a group of drunks greeted each other in a "friendly" quality, no one noticed that the burly figure in a leather jacket had walked behind Max Dillon.

The leather jacket stretched his hands behind his back, and calmly pulled out two submachine guns.

Da-da-da-

As soon as the shuttle shot down, many of the drunkards at Max Dillon's table returned directly to the embrace of death.

But I don't know if it was luck, or the leather jacket avoided it on purpose. In short, Max Dillon was surprised to find that he was not injured.

"Ah! You—what did you do!?"

"I was going to wait outside for you to come out slowly, Electric Man."

The leather jacket fastened a silver collar around Max Dillon's neck and dragged him out of the bar like a chick.

"But you just won't keep your mouth shut, and we're in a hurry right now."

"My neck... hurts to death!" Max Dillon struggled restlessly, then he realized something, looked at the leather jacket with a frightened face, and asked in a trembling voice, "Why is my... My ability is gone..."

For mutant super criminals, losing their superpowers is tantamount to a death sentence. Thinking of this, Max Dillon immediately tried to destroy the collar around his neck, but soon he realized that he was doing useless work.

The leather jacket didn't care about Max Dillon's small movements at all, but silently brought him to a huge spaceship, and then pressed him to a seat in the cabin.

"Sit down for me." The leather jacket said in a low voice, "Then... take a good look at your new teammates."

Max Dillon turned his head and looked to the side, and soon found five unlucky people who were pressed on the seats like him.

"You don't need to sit too comfortably, we'll be there soon." The leather jacket smiled sullenly, "And if you make some small moves in the back, then I'll turn around and go back when I get there."

The warning in this sentence could not be more obvious.

"Why do you want me to stay with these idiots? I don't want to stay with them!"

Max Dillon was full of resistance, he was not blind, and the five guys sitting there were all ruthless characters...

"What do you think, kid?" The white-haired old man in silver-white armor gave Max Dillon a disdainful glance, "We who sit here have all committed the crime of resisting the Transcendent."

"That's right." The leather jacket scanned the cabin, "Because you all thoroughly angered the Transcendence God."

"Max Dillon, the electric man, is charged with crossing the border without permission, and he is also a partisan of the Red Skull."

"Magneto, Max Eisenhardt, demolished a statue of the Transcendental King in Mutant Utopia."

"Moonstone Kara Sofin, held a secret meeting to preach disloyalty to the Transcendence."

"Pumpkin Jack, blew up a building in Beyond Sanctuary."

"Ms. Death, suspected of killing three Thors."

"Winter Soldier Bucky Barnes, I won't talk about the crime, it's the death penalty anyway."