Stand User in Marvel Universe

Chapter 28: The Devil's Feast

A few minutes later, Dior walked out of there with no expression on his face, and although he had long anticipated the day with whom he would do it, killing... still made him very uncomfortable.

If, for the first time, he had died simply because he had failed, he had chosen to end the sinful life of a white man with strong arms just after a fierce struggle in his heart.

He learned the truth from various film and television novel books that, once a hostile relationship had been formed, mercy could only bring untold disaster to himself and to those around him, and that the eradication of grass was the greatest responsibility for his life.

Dior never denied that he was a selfish man, so if he chose this path, he had to go on.

After taking a few deep breaths and suppressing the feeling of nausea and guilt after the murder, he quickly disappeared into the night. With the cooperation of the white man with the arms, he had already learned the cause of the incident and where Will was.

Simply put, in fact, a group of gangs flowing out of the Hell's Kitchen saw the Black Bear Gang's territory, so if ‘negotiation’ fails, go ahead!

The gang that could survive in the Hell's Kitchen for some time and not be cleaned up naturally didn't just mix in the Chinatown station, but the Black Bear gang on a street could resist, almost all the venues of the Black Bear gang were swept away in the afternoon, with the exception of Boss‘ Black Bear ’Bayer, who saw a bad escape, and all the remaining members, including the small rollers in charge of bulk cargo, were arrested.

This was done to force ‘Black Bear’ Bayer to show up and solve this problem once and for all.

Second, after all, this is Chinatown, not the lawless Hell's Kitchen. If too many people die at once, the police will definitely intervene in the investigation, and this is exactly what they don't want to see, so just grab them first, compile them if you can, if you don't want to hang with them, just wait for the end of the matter to break a leg and throw them out.

And what Dior is looking for, Will, is probably in the enemy's nest, waiting to be compiled or his leg broken and thrown down the street like a dead dog.

Knowing this information, Dior injected corrugated energy into his legs and quickly rushed silently toward the questioned spot.

Though my enemies are small, this is not a good thing. If Dior is a big man, he may be able to release them in one sentence, but unfortunately, Dior is powerless and poor, so all he can rely on is his corrugated Qi Kung and his killer [World]!

Tonight, it's destined to be bloody!

In a wrecked factory a few blocks from the Black Bear Gang territory, 3,40 injured black people were hanged like pigs, surrounded by a group of white people laughing at them with a reckless amount of malice in their eyes.

There are about 50 of them, but they were a small, well-known group in the Hell's Kitchen, with over 200 members at one time!

However, suddenly a guy called himself the [Punisher] began to hunt them, scattered among the members of the various places, one after the other was massacred, causing people to be extremely nervous, and people were scared to become their next prey, so they gathered and tried to kill the bastard.

Then on a night like today, [the Punisher] broke into their home camp, slaughtered dozens of people indiscriminately, and they didn't even see what each other looked like, and then they collapsed!

All the surviving guys fled, and Boss‘ Butcher 'Rexton barely assembled a bunch of people to escape the Hell's Kitchen overnight before embarking on a wandering tour.

Hell Kitchen, they dared not go back, their land had long been taken over by other forces, not to mention a demon who lived in the dark, so they targeted Chinatown, not far from Hell Kitchen, and the Black Bear Gang was just their first target, and when they grew up, they replaced those big gangs that were trapped in Chinatown, and then completely occupied it.

“Hey, look here, punch! ”

“Oh, FXXK! You didn't learn Bruce Lee at all! This should be it.....”

Boom, boom, boom!

The sound of boxing to meat kept coming out. At this moment, 'Butcher’ 's men were beating Will and others for fun, and all sorts of weird screams kept coming!

“Watch your step. Don't overdo it. I don't want to be stared at by cops just coming out of there.” Vodka's ‘butcher' Lecton sits on a couch he doesn't know where he got it from, ‘reminding’ the bastards to go.

Though the death of a few people in the United States is nothing, especially when gang fighting, even the police can't see these guys bite dogs, it's better to die clean together.

But everything is about one degree, and in general, as long as it doesn't involve ordinary people, it's not a big deal, and the police are lazy to intervene, and everyone knows exactly what's going on.

But if too many people die, under the influence of public opinion, even if they don't want to.

“Don't worry, boss. We all have a point, at most, to leave a disability behind. ”

If the voice goes down, just listen to the scratch. The talkin 'short haired white man breaks the arm of an unlucky bastard with a cruel raw face!

“Ahhh! ”

Severe pain made him scream a terrible scream.

Not only did this fierce scream fail to stop the thought of pleasure, but it even made the laughter louder, as if a bunch of demons climbing from hell were throwing a banquet under the reflection of the light.

As the original fighter, Mao Xiao white man is very satisfied with his masterpiece. He enjoys the shouting and howling of those around him with pleasure. Naturally, the most ‘delicious’ is the screaming and moaning of this guy in front of him!

“FXXK! Shut him up!” The ‘butcher' Lecton shouted unhappily that somehow he always felt something was going to happen tonight, which was not a good feeling, making him unable to get into the heat of the surrounding atmosphere, even if it took them just one afternoon to wipe out the Black Bear Gang.

The boss spoke, the hairy white man had to shrug his shoulders regrettably, and then a big fist gradually amplified in the sight of that loud, bad luck bastard, bang, the nose beam bone was smashed, screaming stopped, the whole person passed out.

The guy was already breathing too little air in his eyes, and the big white man barely let him go, and then looked at the others.

With his sickening gaze, almost no one dares to look at him, which gives him immense pleasure!