Marvel's Kamen Rider Chronicles

"Boy, if you want to blame, you have to blame yourself. You don't know how high the sky is, but you should give birth to a good child in your next life." The drug dealer's younger brother pointed at Dave, who was lying on the ground unable to move, with a knife and spoke.

Realizing that he was really going to lose his life for his recklessness, Dave couldn't help but regret a little. He shouldn't have been so presumptuous about causing trouble for these desperadoes.

"Wait a minute, don't use a knife. There will be blood all over the house, and it will be troublesome to clean up." Suddenly, a drug dealer next to him who had just finished taking the medicine said in an erratic tone.

"That makes sense, let's strangle him with a rope." The drug dealer boss nodded in agreement and casually gave instructions.

The drug dealer boy shrugged, put the knife in his hand on the table, and was about to find a rope that was strong enough.

At this time, the lights flashed and suddenly went out, plunging the whole room into darkness.

"What's going on? There's something wrong with the circuit? Go check it out personally." The drug dealer boss asked with some dissatisfaction.

Even if a boy goes to check the circuit.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of breaking glass, and under the light of the lights outside the apartment, one could vaguely detect a figure quickly breaking into the room.

"Someone has come in, looking for trouble. Everyone, get your weapons..." the drug dealer boss shouted.

However, he became a target as soon as he spoke out. Big Daddy immediately targeted him and shot him. He suffered several holes in his body and fell to the ground.

The drug dealer who had a gun in his hand immediately picked up his pistol and opened fire in the direction of the gunfire. Those who did not grab the drug naturally hid in place, not daring to move at will, lest they make any noise and become the target of attack.

However, after Big Daddy fired, he had already left his original position, leaving the drug dealer's attack empty.

Then he skillfully identified the location with gunfire and hit a drug dealer with one shot.

Seeing that these drug dealers not only failed to hit the intruder, but also exposed their position, they did not dare to open fire at will for a while.

The situation was somewhat stalemate for a while.

Big Daddy whistled and the lights suddenly turned on. The drug dealer was suddenly dazzled by the bright lights in the darkness and fell into a short trance.

But according to the plan, Big Daddy, who had been prepared for a long time, was not affected. He seized the opportunity to locate several drug dealers and shot them one after another.

The most threatening gun-toting drug dealers in the room were all shot dead, but Big Daddy's pistol just ran out of bullets.

The remaining drug dealers saw the corpses of their companions at this time. After a brief daze, they made two different choices.

Two of them rushed towards Big Daddy brandishing their sharp knives, wanting revenge, while one was frightened and ran towards the door, wanting to escape.

The drug dealer who rushed towards Big Daddy was knocked down in three blows. After replacing the magazine, one of them was given a bullet.

As soon as the one who wanted to escape stepped out of the door, he was tripped by a foot that suddenly stretched out, and was stabbed cleanly by the super-killing girl with the long knife in her hand.

"Are you okay?" Super Killer wiped the katana that was almost half her height and asked Dave.

"You are the legendary superheroes. I am Dave...you can call me Kick-Ass. My wish is to become a superhero." Dave looked at the two of them and cleared them up.

The extremely vicious drug dealer spoke with some excitement.

"I am Super Killer Girl, and he is Big Daddy." Super Killer Girl Zhunti introduced with a smile, but she found it quite interesting.

"If you have nothing to do, go home quickly and stop dreaming about being a superhero.

This time you were lucky and happened to meet us to deal with these drug dealers, otherwise you would be dead by now." Big Daddy said to Dave lukewarmly.

After Dave was silent for a moment, he mustered up the courage to ask: "I want to be a superhero, can I join you?"

Big Daddy sneered: "Superheroes?! We are not the superheroes you call us. We want to be superheroes. You have found the wrong person.

Or you can try to go to Avengers Tower to find Iron Man and join the Avengers."

Then they rummaged through the boxes and started collecting the loot.

Dave smiled sheepishly. Even though he was a middle school student, he knew how powerful his abilities were. He understood that it was impossible for him to join the Avengers. He had always wanted to be a street hero who would do justice.

"What are you doing?" Dave looked at the actions of the two men, one large and one small, with some confusion.

"Pack up the money and weapons of these drug dealers." The super-killing female Zhunti said matter-of-factly.

Dave felt something was wrong and immediately asked: "Shouldn't these things be left at the scene of the crime until the police come to deal with them later?"

Big Dad glanced at the confused Dave and said, "Where do you think our weapons and equipment come from? Did they fall from the sky, or did they start an arms company like Tony Stark?"

Sundi smiled innocently and answered: "The money we use to purchase weapons and equipment is all collected from the criminals we kill."

Dave felt that this was very different from the superhero he imagined, and his face was full of confusion.

Big Daddy snorted softly: "So I told you, we are not the glamorous superheroes you may have imagined."

"But isn't it wrong to do this?... It should be illegal?" Dave said weakly.

The big daddy was too lazy to pay attention to the innocent boy in front of him and continued what he was doing.

"I don't think there's any problem, but the drugs should be destroyed directly." A slightly hoarse voice came from the door.

"Who is that?" Big Dad suddenly became alert, loaded the bullet, and pointed the wound towards the door.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not the enemy." Frank slowly walked out from behind the door.

"Are you...the Punisher?!" Big Daddy's pupils shrank, and he recognized Frank's identity from Frank's iconic costume.

"It's actually the Punisher?!" As a fan of superheroes, Dave had heard about the Punisher for a long time. He didn't expect to see him, and he couldn't help but be very excited.

Frank nodded slightly to acknowledge, looked at Sundi who was collecting unsold drugs from the drug dealer, and frowned.

Big Dad reacted immediately and explained: "The purpose of collecting these drugs is to lure out the big drug lords behind these drug dealers, to deal with these small drug dealers, and ultimately to destroy the gangs that control the drug business behind them."

Frank nodded and looked at the skilled Superkiller, with a slightly complicated look in his eyes and said: "This little girl..."

"My name is Super Kill Girl!" Sundi emphasized.

"How could you let such a young child participate in such a dangerous action?" Frank just stared at Big Daddy and spoke in a somewhat unkind tone.

"Don't underestimate me, I deal with these criminals absolutely cleanly." Sundi said unconvinced.

Big Daddy sighed softly: "I actually hope that Sundi can go to school like a child of her age and live a normal girl's life.

But now that I have chosen to take this path, Sundi would have been even more dangerous if she were just an ordinary girl. My wife was brutally murdered by the revengeful gangsters because she was unable to protect herself."

Big Daddy was originally a policeman with a sense of justice, but he offended the gang because he couldn't tolerate it, causing the gang members to take revenge.

As a result, the gentle and virtuous wife was killed in the gang's revenge, but the real murderer could not be brought to justice through normal legal channels.

So he quit his job as a police officer and decided to take revenge on the gang in his own way.

Naturally, the daughter Sunti, who was so dependent on each other, could not be raised according to the normal methods of raising children. She once considered entrusting her daughter to a former police colleague.

However, after consulting Sunti for her own opinions, Big Daddy began to teach her the use of various weapons and fighting skills, and trained her to become her assistant in her actions.

Sunti is indeed very talented in this area. She has mastered the use of weapons and fighting skills in a short period of time at a young age.