Marvel: The Greatest Hero Era

In Izumi Shion's home, in the bathroom.

Various cosmetics and plaster models were scattered all over the ground, lying in disarray.

He put on the hood, poured on the dye, and turned on the hairdryer to dry it. Izumi Shion looked at herself in the mirror; under his makeup artistry, she was gradually transforming into a Black woman.

Finally, after several hours, Izumi Shion, whose appearance had been completely transformed into that of a black woman, emerged from the bathroom.

Back in his room, he pulled out all sorts of gadgets he had painstakingly prepared over the past few days from under the bed.

One Nepalese kukri, two M1911 rifles, two submachine guns, a dozen magazines, and at least a thousand rounds of ammunition.

She put on camouflage clothing, then layered a thick down jacket over it, and packed her gun and magazines into a shoulder backpack. Finally, Izumi Shion carefully took out five aluminum cans. These weren't filled with soft drinks, but rather a mixture of ammonium nitrate—it would explode!

After completing the preparations, Izumi Shion left home.

On the train to Shinjuku, Izumi Shion pulled up the hood of her down jacket and took out a pair of sunglasses to put on her face.

Gazing quietly out the train window, Izumi Shion reached into her pocket and touched the black sphere that gave her hope, yet was utterly cold.

Meanwhile, at the entrance of a shopping mall outside Shinjuku Station.

A nervous Hiroto Sakurai held a Jump magazine, leaning against the wall.

His attention was no longer on the magazine, but rather scanning the crowd. He was waiting for someone…

Suddenly, someone quietly tapped his shoulder from behind.

Sakurai Hiroto hurriedly turned around and immediately saw the quiet girl wearing a knitted hat. "Hello, are you... Charlie?"

The 'Charlie' the girl was talking about was Hiroto Sakurai's online name.

Since this girl knows his online name, she must be the person he's been waiting for!

Overwhelmed with excitement, Sakurai Hiroto blushed slightly. He quickly put down the magazine in his hand and began to introduce himself: "That's right! That's me! Hello! My name is Sakurai Hiroto, nice to meet you!" "Yes, nice to meet you too. Oh, by the way, my name is Shiraishi Nadeshiko, you can just call me Nadeshiko." Nadeshiko's smile was so warm that Sakurai Hiroto unknowingly fell for her.

Shiraishi Nadeko, who also had a good first impression of Sakurai Hiroto, felt she could get along with him. "Well, the reason I asked you to come here is actually because..."

"Wait a minute, don't say anything yet. I know a very popular coffee shop in Shinjuku. Why don't we go and sit down?" Compared to the straightforward Hiroto Sakurai, Nadeshiko Shiraishi was clearly much better at handling interpersonal relationships.

Unable to refuse, Hiroto Sakurai nodded. He and Nadeshiko Shiraishi walked side by side down the street, their hearts pounding.

This feeling, this atmosphere... are they... on a date?

The traffic light turned red, and Sakurai Hiroto, who was looking down and not paying attention, strode across. "Hey kid!"

Feng Daemon grabbed Sakurai Hiroto's shoulder, waking him from his reverie.

Once he came to his senses, Hiroto Sakurai looked up at the red light across the street and realized that he had almost been in a traffic accident.

So they quickly thanked Kaze Daizaemon. Shiraishi Nadeko, who had been too startled to react earlier, joined Sakurai Hiroto in bowing and thanking Kaze Daizaemon as well. ...Please give me flowers.

The green light came on, and pedestrians began to cross.

After bidding farewell to the kind-hearted Kaze Daizaemon, Sakurai Hiroto and Shiraishi Nadeko, thanks to this incident, had grown a little closer together—truly a match made in heaven. "Yo! Sakurai!" "Sakata-sensei!?"

"Haha, why are you calling me teacher? Aren't you stupid?"

The two people, who were shopping, suddenly ran into Sakata, which surprised and delighted Hiroto Sakurai.

Sakata looked at Shiraishi Nadeshiko next to Sakurai Hiroto and teased, "Out shopping and watching a movie with your girlfriend?" "No, no, teacher, it's just that Nadeshiko and I..." "Wow, her name is Nadeshiko, that's a lovely name." "Thank you." ...0... Faced with the compliment, Shiraishi Nadeshiko lowered her head shyly.

In the following period, the two of them became a trio.

Before, when it was just the two of them, Hiroto Sakurai and Nadeko Shiraishi didn't talk much to each other, but now that Sakata is constantly providing assistance, the two of them are starting to have more opportunities to talk.

Meanwhile, at the train platform of Shinjuku Station.

As soon as the tram came to a complete stop and the doors opened, Izumi Shion strode out of the carriage.

He slung his backpack over his shoulder and took the elevator out of the underground station.

Upon entering the station hall, Izumi Shion stood silently on the steps.

He looked around and saw people coming and going, cars and horses flowing by; Shinjuku was a bustling and prosperous place.

Stepping onto the street, Izumi Shion suddenly stopped and began taking deep breaths. He was about to make his move…

GANTZ!

He absolutely had to go to that room!

No one could stop him today, no one could! So, Izumi Shion pulled out her M1911 pistol from her bag, panting heavily, and pointed the gun at a middle-aged man waiting for a bus at a bus stop. The middle-aged man noticed Izumi Shion out of the corner of his eye, and he subconsciously turned his head away.

The next second, a gunshot rang out.

The bullet, with an initial velocity of 243 m/s, instantly pierced the middle-aged man's head and ripped off a piece of his skull.

Crimson blood and white brain matter sprayed everywhere.

The moment the gunshot rang out, and the first person fell dead, the crowd in front of Shinjuku Station instantly lost control!

Chapter 293 Izumi Shion is on a killing spree!

"Kill them all! Murder!!!"

"Everyone, run away!"

"Call the police! Police! Call the police quickly!"

"Waaaaah~ Mommy! Mommy!"

After the first shot was fired, all of Izumi Shion's tension, fear, hesitation, and even her humanity vanished!

Izumi Shion paid no heed to the screams, wails, cries, pleas for mercy, and curses around her.

Firing, spraying bullets, killing, reloading—these steps were all done in one smooth motion.

Regardless of gender, age, or age, anyone who appears in Izumi Shion's eyes becomes a target!

In just a few minutes, the plaza in front of Shinjuku Station was littered with corpses and rivers of blood, a truly horrific sight.

He fought his way through, and Izumi Shion didn't choose a direction; he just went wherever there were many people.

On the street, Izumi Shion, wielding a submachine gun, was like a demon. With a single shot of her 307mm pistol, a group of fleeing people fell to the ground.

The death fueled panic and riots.

Countless people were swept up by this momentum, joining in and inciting even more people to panic.

Like dominoes, the riots are escalating and spiraling out of control! Gunshots are still ringing out, and people fleeing for their lives are crying and blaming their parents for not giving them more legs.

After emptying one magazine, Izumi Shion quickly reloaded.

Just as he was about to continue his pursuit, a tall man walked out against the flow of people.

Seeing this, Izumi Shion couldn't help but sneer inwardly. He picked up his submachine gun and pulled the trigger at the man.

The instant Kaze Daizaemon saw Izumi Shion raise her gun, he grabbed a corpse from the ground and used it as a shield.

Using the corpse as a shield, Kaze Daizaemon swiftly approached Izumi Shion. Once he felt close enough, he forcefully flung the corpse in his hand at Izumi Shion.

With her view blocked by the corpse, Izumi Shion instinctively tried to dodge to the side.

But unexpectedly, Feng Daemon suddenly lunged forward, delivering a powerful backbend that slammed into the corpse's back, propelling it towards Izumi Shion. Caught off guard, Izumi Shion was sent flying by the impact of the corpse.

She fell into a pile of garbage behind her along with the corpse. Feeling that she was not seriously injured, Izumi Shion scrambled to her feet.

Seeing this, Kazedaizaemon felt a chill run down his spine.

He couldn't help but curse himself for being a coward; his martial arts skills had actually weakened in the face of firearms!

"not good!"

Seeing Izumi Shion raise her gun again, Kaze Daizaemon rushed towards her in shock and anger!

However, no matter how well Kazezaemon practiced Bajiquan, his speed was still no match for a bullet.

A series of gunshots rang out as Kaze Daizaemon successfully grabbed Izumi Shion by the neck, but he also took four or five shots to the chest and abdomen.

At that moment, Kazezaemon forgot the pain he had felt after being shot.

He raised his hands, preparing to increase the force and snap Izumi Shion's neck, ending this terrible nightmare.

Those passersby who hadn't had time to escape saw that Feng Dazaemon had subdued the murderer, and they all became quite cheeky, taking out their phones to take pictures and watch. Some even boldly tried to get closer.

At the same time, feeling like she was about to suffocate, Izumi Shion gritted her teeth and pulled the trigger.

The gunshots rang out again, and the passersby scattered in terror.

Forgotten by everyone, Kaze Daizaemon suffered a horrible scream as both of his legs were mercilessly shattered by bullets, and he collapsed to his knees.

Having breathed in the fresh air, Izumi Shion gave Kaze Daizaemon no further chance to attack her. She raised her gun, aimed it at Kaze Daizaemon's forehead, and pulled the trigger!

In the crowd that was desperately fleeing.

Hiroto Sakurai pulled Nadeko Shiraishi along, with Sakata following closely behind.

The three of them drifted along with the current for an unknown distance before Shiraishi Nadeko stumbled and fell to the ground.

I sprained my ankle.

"You guys run first, don't worry about me, I'll play dead."

"No! If that madman finishes off the corpse, you'll be in danger!" "Hey! There's a barbecue restaurant over there, let's go!" Sakata was more concerned about the safety of the three of them than about arguing.

The gunshots are getting closer and closer!