Meiman Killer Daily

8

"Mr. Mai Weir, why are you here at this time? What's the matter?"

At around eleven o'clock at night, a somewhat sleepy Pastor Mulder opened the door of the church. Outside the door, a muscular man smiled awkwardly and called out the other person's name as a gesture of invitation. May Weir explained as he walked.

"Well... I have some things to deal with in New York recently, so I haven't returned to the army for the time being. Mr. Mulder is in trouble."

He was carrying heavy gifts in both hands, and it seemed that there were a lot of them and they were all high-quality products. Recently, the children were very fond of this uncle who suddenly appeared and kept spending money to buy things. Perhaps he grew up under Potts's strong self-help.

The environment is so good that New York is the only place on earth without orphans and homeless people.

All the orphans were sent to the orphanage here by waves, and received perfect care. They could go to school for free until they were eighteen years old, and they would also be assigned jobs. Of course, they would not be protected if they left, and they would have to live a normal life.

You have to rely on yourself, but this is obviously okay, because the orphans have been teaching the children to be self-reliant since childhood, and while protecting them, they have not been overly dependent on the orphanage.

It was under such circumstances that the sudden appearance of Mai Weir was very interesting. Pastor Mulder could clearly feel that Mai Weir was very concerned about the girl named Carol Danvers.

With a slightly guilty mentality, unlike other families who care about children in an orphanage, they only pay attention if they want to adopt them.

"Your behavior is completely kind. How could I feel troublesome? But why didn't you adopt the child?"

"I... don't deserve it."

The sentence "I'm not worthy" filled the air with a bitter feeling. Pastor Mulder heard this word for the second time. Different people had completely different feelings. The last person who said this and was unwilling to listen to his own advice to become the director of an orphanage was

Peter, the sarcastic reply under his smile, "I'm not worthy" was a sarcastic response to himself, but now May Will's state is really ashamed and helpless.

"We have never been able to control the outcome of what happened to Mr. Mai Weir. We are just ordinary people, so you don't need to feel such guilt."

Many people have their own secrets, and these secrets may not be known to others until they die. This is the case with Peter and now May Weir. He can only use simple words to enlighten him, but Pastor Mulder knows very well.

My own enlightenment will not make any sense. These people's will is too firm, and there is no possibility of any change in what they have determined.

"If I had been earlier or given up on some things, maybe their family wouldn't have been through what they are now."

If the word "if" is just the bitterness represented by two letters, how can others know that his persistence in fighting evil and his decisiveness are rewarded with the enemy's brutal counterattack? Mike Will hates his own incompetence and hates his own

Not fast enough, hate all the damn bad guys in this world.

The child's parents died tragically, and the child's perfect family was shattered. If I hadn't been so persistent and confident in choosing to continue fighting the enemy, that damn killer wouldn't have bitten the Carroll family. It's a pity.

It was already too late, and May Weir shook his head with a sigh of deep self-blame.

"Maybe this is fate."

"..."

The words of the old priest rang out again. Mai Weir glanced at the other party and was speechless. Destiny may be something people on earth say when they face helplessness, but he was different, and his state at the time was also different. It was just that he was too confident.

It would lead to tragedy. After a while, the two of them came to the outside of the room in the leisure area and looked at the children who had fallen asleep through the glass. One of the girls seemed to be sleeping with a smile, May Weir.

He stopped in his tracks.

"Aren't you going in?!"

"No, just take a look and it'll be fine. It's so late now, so there's no need to wake the child up."

Pastor Mulder asked from behind, but May Weir shook his head and refused. The two quickly came to the storage house and put all the gifts inside. Then May Weir asked again

"Pastor Mulder, actually, the main reason I came here this time is to ask you about one thing. That is, a few months or a year ago, did you have a volunteer named Peter here?"

Hearing Peter's name, Mulder frowned subconsciously, because for more than a year, many people have come to him to look for each other. The child who was persuaded by him and given a Bible had a helpless smile when they met for the last time.

It is still vivid in my mind. He is also a person with a story...

"Peter?! Are you his friend?"

"We haven't seen each other for ten years, and I suddenly got news about him, so I came to you a little excited to see if I could contact him or tell me where he lives."

May Will's excuse is no different from other people's excuses, but Mulder doesn't think this is a person with ulterior motives. It just depends on May Will's attitude towards children. Although he has been a pastor for more than 40 years,

It’s not that he has countless experiences, but he is still quite accurate in judging people. He is a good person, a person with good moral character. Maybe it is not a bad thing for him to find Peter.

But at the last moment, Mulder still didn't tell May Will the phone number specifically for contacting Peter. He was too lazy to call and didn't need to give it to anyone else. Anyway, Peter would probably come again in the future, so he shook his head and answered.

"I'm sorry, Peter hasn't been to church for a long time. I don't know where he is at the moment."

"Forget it, but I hope that if he comes here, you can contact me as soon as possible and don't tell him the news of my arrival. We used to be the best comrades in arms, but it's a pity that we haven't seen each other in ten years. I think

I want to give him a surprise!"

Sighing with some disappointment, Mai Weir suddenly received a call from SHIELD yesterday. Fury told him the name of the killer he was fighting against, and also told him some information about the other party.

The pastor in front of me had done some research when he came here three months ago. He had never done anything bad in his more than 40 years of life and was a truly good person. And that Peter suddenly appeared two years ago and one year ago.

The volunteer who suddenly disappeared was very fond of donating money to improve the lives of children. Later, with the help of Stark Industries, donations gradually stopped appearing.

The only person who may still be in contact with Peter, Pastor Mulder's character makes it impossible for May Will to start. This is a person who deserves respect and can never be hurt. May Will really wants to take revenge and solve the problem.

The only way to make a mistake is to kill the person who caused the mistake. You must find that killer when you come to New York!

"All right."

"What is that?!"

I could only smile and nod reluctantly, but at this moment, a white light suddenly shot from the sky to the ground, and the whole of New York seemed to have turned into daytime. The scorching air waves rushed towards my face, spreading from top to bottom, May Weir

He took quick steps towards the outside world and disappeared from Pastor Mulder's sight.

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"Look at how you look now, like a group of scrapped cars waiting to be recycled. It's very uncomfortable to look at!"

He passed out due to exhaustion. Iron Fist's arms shattered and fell aside. Luke Cage knelt in front of Stark. He looked miserable with blood oozing from all over his body. Captain America's arms were twisted like twists and blood flowed like pillars.

The scene was extremely scary. Faced with Stark's sarcasm, the other arm began to break the twisted arm bones.

Click...

"Stark, you know very well that everything you are doing is wrong, but why do you continue to be paranoid? Peter stopped you from saving your parents. That is because when history is changed, it is likely to cause more troubles.

When a tragedy occurs, you should understand it better than anyone else!"

His forehead was covered with sweat, and he stood up again with gritted teeth. Stark slapped Luke to the ground, activated the rocket thruster on his back, and hit Captain America like a cannonball. His mecha was still a little uncomfortable.

Stable, so just one word of waste was enough. Captain America crossed his hands on his chest without any meaning, flew backwards a hundred meters and hit the wall.

Cough cough cough...

"Stark, you should be a superhero who protects the world, not the devil who drags the world into hell like you are now. Whether it is the terminal virus or the mecha army, are these really protecting society and maintaining law and order?

, you want to become the president of the United States, Stark, I really know you too well..."

His chest was sunken, his hands were disabled, and Captain America kept coughing up blood. Stark's powerful new energy source was completely different from the previous Stark mecha, especially the energy-based power.

, shocking and terrifying, the yellow gem shines on the chest, Captain America has only seen the same power in one substance, if it were not for the wrong color, Captain America would have blurted out the name of that piece of shit.

The opponent is too powerful. Shang-Chi Iron Fist's dragon fist was easily torn into pieces. Luke Cage's body that can withstand missiles is also vulnerable to Stark's attack. Captain America is very self-aware. This kind of

He can do nothing but assist in the level-level confrontation. Now everyone, including the Hulk, has completely failed, and the United States has lost hope in the future.

"This is the gap between you and me. I want to better protect the world, but you are only thinking about how to balance. I admit that becoming the president of the United States is only part of my plan. It is me who rules the entire world..."

boom……

Before Stark could finish his show off, a laser blew Stark away. Captain Marvel appeared in the sky and turned into a sharp arrow and swooped down. Stark climbed out of the pit and looked up with a sneer.

The energy condensed in both hands turned into shock waves and shot out.

"Go to hell!" (To be continued)