Dimensional demons mixed in with Marvel

"Ahhh..."

It's the closest one.

Ma Xiaoling faintly heard a scream, but by then it was probably too late to run.

The raging thunder roared in front of Stark Tower, tearing the evil spirits apart in an instant.

In the midst of a busy schedule...

Ma Xiaoling glanced back.

"Hmph, you're such an unlucky fellow, who told you to follow the wrong master?"

She couldn't help but let out a mischievous smile.

From the moment she stepped out the door, Ma Xiaoling noticed that a long-haired puppet dressed as a maid had followed her.

Ha ha.

That faint, elusive evil aura was just like the one emanating from Yue Qiluo.

Ma Xiaoling knew that there must be something wrong with the dead cargo that Jessica had taken in.

but……

She wasn't in a hurry to turn against him.

He wanted to see what Yue Qiluo was really up to, whether she was after him or Jessica.

As a result, when making an appointment at Stark Industries, he wanted to meet the newly born Demon King of New York.

By sheer coincidence, I ran into a senior from Maoshan.

Moreover, this senior was in a bad mood, and such a powerful thunderbolt caused the soul puppet that had been following Ma Xiaoling to vanish into thin air in the blink of an eye.

It seems...

"I have a very good temper, but the Taoist priest of Maoshan can't tolerate you."

Ma Xiaoling knew very well.

The evil energy was so powerful that the puppet was struck by lightning and its soul was scattered.

She could already imagine how ugly Yue Qiluo's face must have looked.

Serves you right, you damn green tea b*tch.

"Just fill in my information for the appointment; this Taoist priest is with me."

Ma Xiaoling tapped on the front desk, indicating that she needed to register her appointment information.

"Um?"

Shi Jian had originally planned to leave in anger, but his gaze fell on Ma Xiaoling.

"senior."

"I am Ma Xiaoling, the 40th generation descendant of the Ma family of the Exorcist Dragon Clan!"

"I came specifically to kill the Demon King who slays gods!"

Ma Xiaoling bowed respectfully and gave a very formal self-introduction.

After listening, Shi Jian nodded.

"Maoshan!"

"Shi Jian".

Despite the two incredibly simple words, Ma Xiaoling nodded knowingly.

"In the north there is the Ma family, a clan of exorcising dragons, while in the south there is the Maoshan lineage of zombie Taoist priests."

"But now they've all gathered here, it seems..."

Ma Xiaoling's gaze shifted slightly as she noticed that Shi Jian had something identical to her own.

really……

Transparent, 17-fold design, the latest Apple model.

"It seems that Senior Shi was also tricked into coming here by that bastard surnamed Zhao."

"They actually stood us up so easily..."

"The so-called 'southern hair and northern horse' doesn't seem to matter much to that ghost messenger."

Ma Xiaoling spoke with complete naturalness, but in a way that was incredibly provocative.

really……

"snort!"

"I don't care about any ghost messengers. If they dare to look down on my Maoshan sect..."

"Let alone this newly born demon king, even... I, Shi Jian, will teach him a lesson!"

……

Meanwhile, on the top floor of the JPMorgan Chase building.

"..."

Like dark clouds looming overhead, Yue Qiluo's small face was filled with gloom.

She felt as if she were being electrocuted.

Just as Yue Qiluo had guessed, she turned the maid who had once served her into a soul puppet.

And they allowed it to spread its evil energy and kill people.

At this moment, she was countered. Under the righteous law of Maoshan, Yue Qiluo could not possibly escape unscathed.

"You damned old Taoist priest!"

"I haven't done anything to you, so why are you making things difficult for me!"

I'm so angry!

Yue Qiluo was absolutely furious.

It doesn't matter if a soul puppet dies, but it just so happens to be one I like.

Moreover, it was clear that they had already trapped the Western ghost messenger.

The two from the Underworld Police Department were powerless to resist, and the sweet-smelling soul coins were about to fall into their hands.

just now……

This thunderous righteous law disrupted his own aura, ironically giving them an opportunity.

"Bang bang bang!"

The firearms, designed for use against souls, come from the Underworld Police Department; each shot can take away Yue Qiluo's paper doll.

Breaking through the impasse is only a matter of time.

"You old Taoist priest, I'll never forgive you!"

In this situation, Yue Qiluo was so angry she wanted to grind her teeth.

"She's angry!"

"She's not going to make it!"

"Hurry, Roy, give it your all!"

What's even more annoying is Wade's constant chatter, which is reminiscent of Deadpool.

Wade and the old cowboy kept changing magazines, trying their best to empty the bullets.

Meanwhile.

The dead guy who had been sitting in the corridor as a background figure finally remembered to run away.

"roar!"

A roar that was completely unlike that of a human.

His entire body was surging with flesh, taking advantage of Yue Qiluo's distraction.

He charged straight at the wall of the corridor.

boom!

The entire glass facade of the 50-story JPMorgan Chase building shattered instantly.

As the fat ghost escaped, his rotting flesh, which stretched horizontally across his body, surged with scattered underworld gold nuggets, including the most important pure gold nugget.

The gold coin, containing the soul of Tony Stark, was swallowed whole, with all its might.

Then, like a giant meatball falling from the sky, it leaped out with an extreme bouncing motion.

Snapped……

The building that fell from the sky crashed onto the street, causing even bigger chaos.

No one could ignore the lump of flesh that had expanded to seven or eight meters.

A living monster weighing over a ton crashed down from the top of the bank building like a heavy truck.

"Ahhh..."

Amidst the rising and falling screams.

More people are paying attention to the problems that have emerged inside the bank building.

The sounds of sirens and noise have already begun to fill the air.

……

"hateful."

Looking down through the broken floorboards, Yue Qiluo saw that the fat man had already run half a street away.

Are you really going to jump down and chase after him?!

Ugh, it doesn't seem to fit her ladylike image at all, how annoying.

"Roy, jump!"

"She's too scared, she's afraid of heights. We've won now, hahaha!"

Wade was very happy.

He had already tried it before, and he had already died. He would never die again from a fall from a great height.

There was absolutely no hesitation.

He grabbed the old cowboy and chased after the fat bastard from the height of a 50-story building.

He leaped into the air...

Whoosh, snap!

After a few seconds of falling, it landed on the ground like a burrito.

"Where is that bastard?!"

When Wade pulled his head off the road.

They completely ignored the screams of passersby.

Instead, looking ahead, one could see a huge, terrifying ball of flesh moving with the grace of someone scaling walls and rooftops.

It rolled and bounced between the buildings, and was now almost a block away.

"You vermin from the Underworld Police Department, you can't catch me!"

Far away...

The voice of a dead man actually came from inside the fleshy ball, and he seemed extremely smug.

"asshole!"

The old cowboy got up, and just as Roy and Wade were about to continue the chase...

Sudden……

Sizzle.

A sickening screech of skidding followed as a black Jeep drifted in from the other end of the street.

A perfect home run!

The fleshy, dead body collided violently with the front of the jeep, and with a thud, it actually sent the fleshy mass flying back towards the bank building.

"They're here, they're here."

"Roy, shouldn't we catch him? Hurry, hurry..."

After witnessing this, Wade cheerfully rushed over.

"Newbie!"

"That's some scoundrel who's come to steal our things."

Roy twisted his neck in frustration; the bone that had just been flattened was finally put back in place with great difficulty.

He was just about to draw his gun...

Bang!

With a loud bang, the double-barreled Soul-Destroying Gun fired.