Infinite Possession of Beauty

"... Regarding the damage caused by the city center, the Avengers, Stark Industries stated that the issue of compensation has also been properly handled, and the damaged building will be rebuilt on top of the original ruins as the property of Stark Industries. In the new building, some nearby residents still protested against Stark Industries’ guarantee, and demonstrations were launched in front of Stark Industries..."

Dim, messy room.

An old television set is constantly playing the latest reports about New York City.

"The Avengers ruined my life and my job. I had a stable income from working in this building, but it was because of Iron Man and his weird accomplices that everything was messed up!"

At the scene of the parade, reporters interviewed the people who were marching.

Reporter: "However, according to the statement of Stark Industries, they have paid compensation for the loss, and even promised to provide unemployment funds to the building employees who suffered."

Interviewee: "..."

Interviewee: "Well, maybe the Avengers made compensation, but this is far from enough. I have three children to raise. This is a big burden. My life is very difficult, and the Avengers make this The hard life has become more difficult. I need Stark Industries to compensate me for a stable job and follow-up compensation. Don’t think that those unemployment funds are enough, not enough. The Avengers are superheroes and they should be more generous. !"

Reporter: "Excuse me, madam, what work did you do in the building?"

Interviewee: "What does this have to do with my work? The Avengers have made mistakes and they must be held accountable for this. This is a right granted to me by the government. What I do is not only for myself, but also for the United States. ,for freedom……"

"Exclusive report. According to the intelligence of witnesses on the scene, Spider-Man also participated in the battle of the New York City building, and Spider-Man needs to take most of the responsibility for the collapse of the building. I suggest that the New York City government sue This wall-climbing pest, let him make compensation for the collapse!"

On the blurred TV screen, J. Jonah Jameson, the editor-in-chief of The Daily Horn, is making a so-called exclusive report on the collapse of the building in downtown New York.

In the dim room, Chang Emil's thin face was reflected by the light of the TV, but his expression looked a little hideous.

During this time in New York, the plan did not go as smoothly as Chan Amir had originally expected.

His purpose in coming to New York is to find the power that can subvert Wakanda.

I originally thought that with the power from [Scarab], I would be able to travel unimpeded in New York City, but I didn't want to be very unlucky and caused a big trouble when I came.

"Ghost Rider!"

Thinking of what happened to him hiding in Tibet under the tracking of the Ghost Rider during this period of time, a look of hatred flashed in Chang Amir’s muddy eyes, but he thought of the [Judgement Eye] that almost killed him before. , Chang Amir subconsciously produced a trace of fear deep in his heart.

The terrifying power that burns the soul, even if protected by the power of the high priest [Scarab], Chang Amir is unwilling to endure the second soul trial.

With a wave of his hand, the image of J. Jonah Jameson chattering on TV disappeared.

Chang Amir touched the conspicuous claw marks on his face and stepped open the door of the room.

The dazzling sunlight outside the door made Chang Amir subconsciously squinted his eyes.

In order to avoid being hunted down by the ghost rider, Chan Amir deliberately chose a slum in the Queens area as a hiding place.This is one of the poorest areas in New York. Because of its topography, it has not been included in the city’s tap water and sewer system, which means that even in the bustling New York City, most residents here still live everyday A poor life that must fetch water outside.

Because of the evils that poverty breeds, more than 60% of the people in Queens are social bad-credit people and even criminals. Even in the daytime, few people dare to come to Queens.

Walking through this slum area with a "city pit", the surrounding unemployed people cast a look of fear towards Chang Amir.

This skinny old black man confirmed his prestige on the first day he came to Queens.

The evil means of manipulating insects is the power that the devil possesses.

Ignoring the gazes of these nomads, Chan Emil crossed the streets of Queens to the slums of Brooklyn that bordered them.

After this period of escape, Chan Amir has probably figured out the actions of the evil spirit rider. During the day, the burning skeleton will not appear. Only when the night falls, the burning skeleton will Will drive a motorcycle through the streets of New York to track his tracks.

Walking in the slums of Brooklyn, the scene here is no different from the former Queens area hidden by Emil Chan. The messy environment, skinny vagrants, and tattooed gangs make up almost the entire slum. Scenery.

A cold eye swept over these numb-eyed guys. After walking in the slums for a while, Chang Amir finally stopped in front of a tavern full of graffiti trash.

"Fuckyou!"

"Haha, give me a drink..."

"...Do you know what you are doing, B..."

Pushing open the door of the tavern, a lot of noise and curses poured into Chan Amir's ears immediately.

Ignoring the noisy situation in the tavern, Chang Emil went straight to the bar counter of the tavern, looked at the man in the bar who was constantly wiping the wine glasses, glanced over the conspicuous scars on his face, reached out and knocked on the bar. .

"Why do you always come during the day?"

Attracted by the knocking sound, the man stopped his actions in wiping the cup and looked up at Chang Amir in front of him. He couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "The night is the busiest time here."

"I have my own reasons."

Without explaining his own situation, Chan Amir raised his head and glanced at the man on the other side of the bar, and reminded him in an indifferent voice: "Rather than this, I hope you can tell me what I want. Ok?"

As the only tavern in the slum, not only wine is sold here. A large number of gang members living in the slum will also use it as a place to trade stolen goods. At the same time, the tavern owner will also sell some prohibited items part-time.

"What you want is not cheap. In fact, it took me a lot of effort to find a little bit of this thing."

Hearing what Chan Amir said, the man deliberately said the direction of the wine glass he wiped in his hand.

"As long as you can give me things, money is not a problem."

Facing the man's meaningful words, the expression on Chang Emil's thin face did not change at all. He stretched out his hand and took out a lot of banknotes from his pocket and placed it on the bar under the greedy gaze of the man.

As Chang Amir said, money is no difficulty for him who masters the power of [Scarab].

"You wait."

He couldn't wait to receive the banknote in front of him. The man turned his head and warned everyone in the tavern with a fierce look, and then turned and walked in the direction of the kitchen behind the tavern.

A few minutes later, the man came out of the back kitchen and handed a hideous-looking object to Chang Amir.

After receiving the item handed by the man, Chang Emil immediately put it away a little impatiently, and at the same time subconsciously touched the scar on the back of his hand.

"Although I don’t know what your purpose is for this thing, I have to tell you that the collection of this thing has become more and more difficult. I spent a lot of effort on this piece of your hand to get from a gang. The other party originally wanted to implant this thing into his body..."

Looking across the thin face of Chang Emil before him, he paused for a moment on the conspicuous claw marks on his face, and the man couldn't help speaking in an obviously regretful tone.

"I can give you more money."

Hearing what the man said, Chang Amir paused with the palm of his hand on the [Scarab Seal], frowned and said.

"This is no longer a question of more money and less money."

Hearing Chan Emil’s words, the man suppressed the greedy color in his eyes, but shook his head even more pity: “This thing was originally difficult to get started. After the New York War, although there were a lot of wreckage all over the city center, most of them were It has been jointly collected by the government and Stark Industries. At present, the black market is only those who are insignificant or lucky. I know that there is a guy who was responsible for handling part of the alien wreckage before. The job has gone bad, but there are still some things left in his hands, but the guy has a very close look at the wreckage in his hands, no one knows where it is hiding."

"Tell me who that guy is?"

Hearing the message revealed by the man, Chang Amir subconsciously asked.

Alien wreckage, this is something that Chan Amir came into contact with accidentally. He found that the high priest in the [Scarab Seal] seemed to be very interested in these wrecks, so in order to please the high priest, he began to look for them. The remains of aliens who died in the battle with New York, and dedicated these remains to the high priest for greater power.

"Vulture, I know that guy's nickname."

At the gaze cast by Emil Shangchang, the man's heart tightened, and he subconsciously revealed the information he knew.

"Vulture."

Listening to the message received from the man, Chang Amir couldn't help but mutter to himself with his head down.

However, before he could further question the question of the vulture, there was a huge roar of motorcycles outside the tavern.

boom--

Driving into the tavern on his motorcycle, Johnny Blazer looked at Chang Emil in front of the bar and said with a cold expression: "I finally found you."

"Evil Knight, why are you here!"

Seeing Johnny Blazer or the Ghost Rider who appeared in the tavern, Chan Emil's expression was wrong.

In order to avoid the hunting of the evil spirit knight, he has always remained quite hidden from his whereabouts.

"Your concealment method did cause me a lot of trouble, but it obviously ignored the people around me."

Faced with Chan Amir’s question, Johnny Blazer answered without hiding.

The ghost rider's obvious reminder made Chang Emil react instantly. He turned his head to look at the position of the bar, and he saw the figure of the man sneakingly trying to escape.

"You betray me!"

Seeing this scene, the expression on Chang Amir's face was suddenly distorted.

He didn't expect that what eventually exposed his whereabouts would be the little person in front of him who he had never cared about.

"I just made a transaction. After all, we are only a simple transaction, and this transaction is obviously our last transaction."

At Emil Shangchang's angry gaze, the man couldn't help but twitched his mouth to show a reluctant smile.

Such a far-fetched reason, naturally, could not pacify the angry Chan Amir. He looked at the man in front of him and said with a distorted expression: "If this is the case, then how about we make the last deal? Life as a price, as compensation for your betrayal of me!"

The scarab beetle imprint on the back of his hand flashed red, and Chang Emil raised his palm, and a large number of black scarabs emerged from his body, screaming and rushing towards the man.

Wow!

Seeing, the scarab was about to swallow the man behind the bar.

Along with the dragging sound of the iron chain, a long iron chain shot out in the direction of Johnny Blazer, wrapped around the man's waist and rescued him.

"Quickly leave the tavern, the next battle is not something you can participate in."

Loosen the chain that was entangled with the man and re-wound him on his body. Johnny Blazer looked at Chan Amir in front of him, and a little hell fire wrapped around his body, burning his flesh and blood in the blink of an eye. Exhausted, turned into a skeleton figure wrapped in flames.

In fact, Chan Amir’s inference is somewhat wrong.

It's not that the ghost rider can't come out during the day, he just can't show up under the sun. After all, the power of the ghost rider comes from the Mephistopheles contract. In theory, it is also a power belonging to the devil, so he is afraid of the power of the sun. Unable to use the power of hellfire under the sun.

"Ah, ah, evil spirit knight..."

Everything that happened in the tavern, as well as the transformation of Johnny Blazer, instantly caused everyone to flee from the scene with exclamations of exclamation.

Looking at these escaping figures, the fire of hell in the empty eye sockets of the evil spirit knight throbbed, looking at Chan Emil in front of him, opening his skull mouth and making a hoarse voice: "Ready to be judged by me again ?"