Dimensional demons mixed in with Marvel

JPMorgan Chase Bank was in complete disarray.

It should have been sunny and bright, but the bank lobby was pitch black.

as if……

Ju-on has arrived!

From the outside, the elderly man in the gray coat, holding a banana, is confronting another mentally ill person in a red bodysuit, wearing a mask, and wielding two knives.

Blood dripped from the blade onto the smooth tiles, and terrified screams filled the air as people panicked.

"Hey, Roy."

"I can't breathe because of the smell of death."

"You don't care about this madman in front of you, and you don't care about the little brat in the corner either?!"

Amidst the mournful howl of the ghost, Wade's expression appeared somewhat distorted.

He was engaging in a passionate sword fight with Deadpool while yelling at the old cowboy.

He saw both Yue Qiluo and Saeki Toshio.

They don't care about the living?!

The underworld police should at least be in charge of matters concerning the dead, right?

"Rookie, why are you always concerned with tasks that have nothing to do with you?!"

"Don't forget, we're partners, I'm the boss!"

Roy slowly pulled a small notebook from his cowboy hat.

He flipped through it carefully twice, then gestured towards Toshio Saeki.

"There's no record!"

"And it's obviously an outsider, a transnational case, not under the jurisdiction of our district police station."

Roy glanced at Saeki Toshio, then stared at Yue Qiluo for a while.

Ok……

Feeling bored, he turned his head away.

"If you really want to meddle, go back and write a report to your superiors."

"Then there will be some wrangling with the Eternal Affairs Department and the department specifically responsible for handling international cases. I don't think it will take too long."

"It will take a few years at most. Once the arrest approval procedures are completed, you can go and arrest him."

"Pooh!"

This time it was Wade's turn to spit.

He kicked Deadpool away and then smacked him in the kidneys, cursing under his breath.

"If I could write reports, I wouldn't have been a mercenary while I was alive."

"several years?!"

"By the time the arrest warrants are issued, it'll be too late!!"

Wade's world has collapsed. Why is he still alive or dead? These organizations always have these kinds of questions.

There's something he can't figure out right now.

"She killed me before I was alive, and now you're telling me I can't even care about her after I'm dead?!"

Wade glared angrily at Yue Qiluo.

"I was mistreated before I became a member of the Underworld Police Department, and I'm still mistreated now that I've become one."

"I didn't die in vain!!"

……

"This is JPMorgan Chase. I'm in an emergency and need assistance."

"Repeat……"

"I need a lot of support."

By the time Misty realized something was wrong, the whole scene was already in complete chaos.

People were screaming and running around.

around……

A strange darkness filled my vision, and visibility was rapidly decreasing.

And in front of me...

She heard the old man holding the bananas shouting something loudly.

Words like "death" and "ghosts" were completely incomprehensible to me.

"Bang!"

Without any hesitation, Misty fired a warning shot into the ceiling of the hall.

"Stop!"

The gunshots were still quite clear in that environment.

But the moment the surroundings quieted down, the opposite happened; people screamed even louder, trying to escape.

"Everyone!"

Bang bang bang!

Misty emptied the magazine in one go, firing all 15 bullets.

"This is Misty Knight from the NYPD. I suspect there is an unusual threat here."

"Now, everyone, put down any weapons you may have and put your hands behind your heads."

"Anyone who dares to move will regret ever being born!"

"you……"

……

"New York Police Department!"

First came a series of crisp gunshots, followed by Misty's voice.

Eric Savin had originally entered the bank lobby and was about to take the elevator to the second floor.

He was immediately drawn to it.

"What's going on?!"

He blocked the elevator door, chewing gum, and peered out.

It was pitch black...

It was as if a layer of cold mist enveloped the entire bank lobby, and the ambient temperature was dropping.

"It's a ghost I don't recognize!"

A rude voice came from behind him. Savin turned his head and saw a big, fat man.

This guy is all fat, and his appearance is too distinctive.

"What the hell?!"

Savin didn't understand what it meant.

However, he understood the other person's gesture; yes, it was the same person the boss had mentioned.

The black briefcase he brought was meant to be traded to the other party.

"It's the Underworld Police Department. Something's happened. Stop the transaction."

When the fat man spoke, his pig-like nose kept bulging out as he inhaled.

He smelled a very unpleasant odor.

They are law enforcers from the underworld, and the stench of the underworld police station.

"Retreat quickly, we can find another safe place..."

Before the fat man could finish speaking, Savin, already impatient, shoved the black briefcase into his hand.

"That completes the transaction!"

"Don't make such a fuss. The stuff's inside. You retreat first, I'll cover your retreat!"

"good!"

The fat man was slightly taken aback, then picked up his suitcase and ran upstairs.

Savin, on the other hand, stretched his wrists and casually unbuttoned his shirt collar.

"ha……"

As he exhaled, his body temperature rose sharply, unlike the cooling of the surroundings.

"Police station?!"

"No matter where you're from, none of you are leaving here alive!"

……

Under normal circumstances, a warning shot would have been fired and the magazine would have been emptied.

Very few would dare to charge forward again.

Misty was already considering whether to wait for backup or rush in and fight the bastard in the red bodysuit one-on-one.

wrong……

The old man, who originally looked weak, seemed to be quite something.

but……

Before Misty could figure it out, an unexpected situation suddenly occurred.

A bald head!

It charged toward him with an unreasonable speed and with extreme brutality.

Along the way, there were tables and chairs in the way, and a few unlucky passersby.

They were all sent flying...

When Misty realized what was happening, and then tried to raise her gun to fire...

It's too late.

"Haha."

Savin sneered, and he would grab the other person by the neck, like he was strangling a chick.

Then, using hands that generate high temperatures, completely char it.

It's absolutely perfect...

The power of the Extremis virus has begun to activate, and Savin is getting hotter and hotter.

in this way……

With godlike power, who can withstand it!

boom!

My thoughts pause here.

Just as Savin was about to touch Misty, he felt as if he were being thrown into the air.

A tremendous impact erupted around him.

He was like a thrown rugby ball, flying three meters off the ground.

"Jessica!!"

Misty slid and fell due to the close-range impact.

She struggled to her feet...

In the darkness, in the pit after her powerful leap, was Jessica, gritting her teeth.

"Purple Man!"

original……

Within Jessica's field of vision, everything turned purple.

You can't fool me!

"None of you can fool me, you're all going to die!"

Without pausing, Jessica lunged at Deadpool and Wade.

"What's going on now?!"

Wade shouted.

Roy's gaze remained sharp; he stared intently at the fat man who was running away with his briefcase.

"That bastard's trying to slip away!"

"That's our mission objective; ignore everyone else."

"Quick, after them!"