Superhero Comic – Overlord’s Path

Bad weather is always uncomfortable, especially for people who have not healed. This kind of cold weather is better to rest at home, but there are always many things in life that you need to deal with, even if it is painful, some things Still have to do it.

In a street in New York, in an office building with a very normal appearance, Agent Silverett handed the umbrella in his hand to the tall bodyguard next to him, and then followed the swaying secretary lady into the quaintly decorated office in.

It can be seen that the owner of this office knows life well and is very artistic. The entire office is covered with wooden floors. An antique-style fireplace was built next to it. There is a large bearskin carpet beside the fireplace. Two people Sitting there chatting happily.

One of them has a large body, like a fat bald, wearing a white suit and red pants, looks a kind of joy, but from the iconic sapphire cane in his hand, it is not difficult to see his identity, this is New York. The gangster emperor, the guy who monopolized the New York drug X trade.

Kim Bin Wilson. Fix, the idol of all the gangsters in New York.

And another person sat opposite him, leaning on the luxurious sofa very relaxedly, holding a small glass of whiskey in his hand. He was full of white hair, with a pair of old-style round eyes, and elegant clothes. The rationale is neat and tidy, with that kind of temperament, just like a person who walked out of history.

He didn't seem to notice the entry of Agent Bald at all, until Agent Silverett gave a light cough, and he whispered:

"Mr. Daniel, I'm here to assist you in your work."

"Oh, Fix, look, our capable assistant is here."

Daniel Whitehall put down the wine glass in his hand, stood up, and adjusted his clothes. He looked like he was in his 60s, but he was almost as energetic as a young man. He walked up to Agent Silverett. Gentlely stretched out his hand and shook hands with Agent Silverett.

"Thank you for your contribution to our cause, Mr. Silverett, Pierce recommended you to me. He said that you are his best and most loyal agent. Do you think you are?"

This kind of question with a little scrutiny is undoubtedly a kind of temptation. Agent Silverett straightened up, put his left hand on his chest, and shouted:

"Long live the Hydra!"

"Ok"

Daniel Whitehall no longer loses control of his emotions because of this passionate slogan. He just rubbed his chin and circled Silverett. He reached out and took off his eyes and looked up at Hill. Witte, the gleaming light in the eyes made the bald agent feel a hint of malice.

It seemed that what he was facing was not an ordinary old man, but a guy who could penetrate his heart.

"Ahem"

Whitehall suddenly coughed twice. He took out the handkerchief in his pocket and covered his mouth. When he took it away, Silverett saw the blood stained on it, which made his eyes shrink, and his observation gaze was also Whitehall noticed that another executive of the Hydra casually threw the handkerchief into the trash can. He patted Silvert on the shoulder and whispered:

"You have a secret in your heart, but this is normal. You have a profession of keeping secrets. But I hope that you can give everything to our cause, come like our pioneers, and give it to me and my friends. Fix tell us what you are going to do."

Agent Silverett's heart was a little ups and downs. For a moment, Ruiwen even wanted to kill the old man in front of her. She instinctively felt that there was some incongruity in him. It was not a movement or expression, but a breath. Bloody, weird, like a shadow curse.

This is an executioner with bloody hands.

But when it comes to disguise, Ruiwen is professional after all. She is very stable, and almost instantly makes herself unwavering. He coughed and said softly to Daniel Whitehall who was sitting by the fireplace. :

"If nothing goes wrong, Congress will pass a resolution to abolish the Mutant Registration Act within three days, and the united mutant society will be broken up again, and the unstable factors will restore the original threatless situation. Lost in the Devil Gang. After threatening the government's important bargaining chip, we will clean up the Devil Gang entrenched in Hell's Kitchen."

The bald agent pushed his glasses:

"S.H.I.E.L.D. will lead the cleanup work. After this round of expulsions, New York will return to its original calm."

Jin did not hear the series of words that made him dizzy, and he didn't react for a while, but he was not a fool. He soon realized that these people were planning to use the force to force the Devil Gang to exit New York, and they could use 'S power sounds very powerful, which makes Jin, who just swore to join Hydra, feel somewhat relieved.

There was a smile on his face, but Whitehall gave a cold snort:

"Well, it sounds beautiful, but how are you going to deal with Cyber ​​Hawke? He is the real soul of the Devil Gang. You can't expel him. Just don't think about expelling the Devil Gang. Unfortunately, according to my research, Sai Ber Hawke has undoubtedly stood at the top of this civilized force, and the quantitative superiority is just a joke before his eyes."

"So to deal with monsters, we can only use another monster."

Agent Silverett lowered his voice: "From this bill, don't you think of a person who has been almost forgotten? That person can fight against Cyber, and we don't need him to defeat Cyber, as long as we maintain a top-level The situation of confrontation of power, but in the comparison of lower-level power"

The bald agent pushed his glasses and said confidently:

"We have the advantage!"

At this moment, Whitehall finally had a smile on his face. He took the wine glass in his hand and shook it in front of his eyes: "Very well, I believe you are Pierce’s best agent now, but our brother Fix still has some small "troubles" to deal with."

After he finished speaking, Jin nodded, squeezing the jewel cane in his hands, and nodded on the ground:

"Recently, my trading premises have always been looted and attacked by some "superheroes" who have severely damaged my business. Mr. Agent, since I am already a brother of the same organization, I will simply clarify the words. "

Jinhe pondered for a moment, then reported a series of numbers:

"Every time I sell 1KG of goods, a quarter of the money I get will be put into the organization. According to Mr. Whitehall's statement just now, this has become a very important financial source for the organization in New York. You see, if I I can’t sell the goods. If the sales of my goods plummet because of those damn fleas, we will directly suffer losses.”

Whitehall also said:

"The insignificant money that Pierce drew from S.H.I.E.L.D.'s public funds is simply not enough to provide for the expenses of the rapidly growing organization. In this case, the Fix brothers shouldered this important mission, Agent Silverett , I know that Pierce is currently seeking to promote you to the management of the organization. This requires the approval of two or more executives."

"Look, the approval ticket in my hand is here!"

Whitehall reached out and clicked on the empty table. He looked at Agent Silverett: "The faction in the organization is severely divided. As Pierce’s confidant, I won’t fully believe you, and I don’t need you to help me fill the world. Run to find a test product, I only ask you to do this well and nothing more."

Whitehall's remarks were very straightforward and unrelenting, but it made Agent Silverett relieved. He nodded, looked at Jin Bin who was sitting on the side, and asked:

"Then Mr. Fix, who are those people?"

"Oh ha ha, that's too much."

There was an awkward smile on Jin Bin’s face, and he reported a long list of names: “The Spider-Man who started going crazy recently, the racer with flames all over, a blind man who claimed to be a Daredevil, and a security company’s The invulnerable Hercules, well, there is another woman, Jessica, who is a private detective, and finally a retired special soldier who claims to be a punisher."

Whitehall's gaze became weird. Jin did not have so many opponents, which really surprised him. He suddenly felt that maybe it is not a good thing to rush Jin into the organization, which will lead to these unrelated guys. We unite against Hydra.

However, Agent Silverett just nodded:

"Okay, Robbie Reyes will not harass you anymore. I am sure of this. Private detectives and security companies can solve it through official channels. Special soldiers are also easy to handle. The only problem seems to be the spider. Xia and Daredevil are on him."

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Silverett's mouth:

"Leave it to me, I will take care of these issues."

In the next few days, the wind was calm, the day was the day of ordinary people, and the night was the night of heroes. Over the city, a dark figure flashed away. He ran on the roof above the city vigorously, from the top of the building. The sky jumped down, all the way towards Queens.

Peter didn't feel that something was wrong with him. On the contrary, he felt that he was in great condition. He broke the legs of a thief with his own hands just now. Seeing that the wicked person got the punishment he deserved, he felt that his hard work was obtained. In return, shouldn’t superheroes protect citizens from evil in this way?

"This suit is really easy to use."

After pinching the spider silk on the railing and rolling a curtain, Little Parker saw himself from the glass. He was covered in black, with scarlet spider patterns on his clothes, and his head was originally red and blue. His hood turned black and white, looking hideous and mighty. The most important thing is that this self-aware creature can strengthen his response, his strength, and his agility, making him a stronger incarnation Spiderman.

Yes, he can feel that the strange life that covers his original battle suit has self-consciousness, but he doesn't think it will affect him, and that consciousness is also very smart, it inherited some from the former host The evil and gloomy negative emotions, it has learned to think, it knows that if it shows more intelligence, it will be abandoned again.

So it is intelligent and quiet, covering Little Parker’s mental fluctuations with the lowest level of consciousness, quietly stimulating him, and getting closer to the most primitive instinct little by little. In fact, this consciousness from a foreign land doesn’t know anything. Called darkness, it is only driven by biological instincts, driving the host to fight and hunt instinctively.

Very old-fashioned method, but unfortunately, Parker is unsuspecting about it. This is the first time he has been induced from the heart, and he is naturally immersed in it.

Just like a hypnotized person, he never remembers when he lost himself.

"Hi, Gwen!"

He found a remote place, took off his battle clothes, put on his casual clothes, stood at the intersection, waiting for his girlfriend to leave get out of class. As a lady of a high-ranking official family, Gwen’s schedule was very full. Even during the holidays, she has to devote a lot of energy to classes.

Soon, Gwen, wearing a light blue sweater, walked out of the private class with her classmates and saw the little spider waiting on the side of the road. She happily waved to Parker, and then ran towards Parker quickly. Coming over, Parker opened his arms, ready to give his girlfriend a warm hug.

"boom"

The wall next to Gwen was suddenly torn, and a huge blue monster rushed out of it. The collision of machinery and gears was creepy in the dark, and between a few jumps, the cold sharp blade slammed down at Parker.

The smile on Parker's face hadn't disappeared, but the girl's body had been spewed with blood, and fell into the bricks farther away.

"Do not!!!"