Meiman Killer Daily

139

"I just let you come out to play, I didn't tell you to kill people, right?"

When the day and night of play is over, Susan still has to deal with Doctor Doom's work in Boston, and temporarily concentrate on her work, but the separation time is only during the day. After all, with the mental refreshing effect of psionic energy and its strengthened body, Susan's speed in handling work was also very remarkable, but at this moment Hellstorm and others caused trouble for John.

"Boss and the others... are also pitiful people."

One black, one white, a man and a woman. They were as thin as poles and haggard as if they could be shattered by the wind. Hellstorm defended with heartache. John stood in front of the two of them with his arms folded. He knew These two, it's just that these two don't know themselves now.

"We will not have any influence on you, we will leave!"

The black man had a low self-esteem, so when he found out that John was complaining, he immediately responded. The white woman was a little weak and speechless. John shook his head and said

"Whether it affects you or not is not your decision. I'm just unhappy that my subordinates are not doing things cleanly. He, an idiot, didn't realize that he was being followed at all!"

When he entered the door just now, John noticed something was wrong around him, and he was very dissatisfied with Hell Storm's behavior. He wanted to cut the roots and send Buddha to the west. If Hell Storm really wanted to save people, then he shouldn't be so easily killed. track.

"Are you talking about them?!"

Satana's voice came from the entrance. The three unconscious men in black suits were carried in by Luke Cage and thrown to the ground. Satana put one hand on his brother Hellstorm's shoulder to challenge John.

"We are fishing. If they weren't following us, how could we pursue their identities!?"

She looked very proud, probably still resenting John for using psionic energy to purify her. Although she had restored her human nature, Satana's character was still quite out of touch, in a very youthful and energetic state. He was very specific about small things against John.

John gave a thumbs up and didn't take it to heart at all. Anyway, it wasn't him who hurt him at first. Now with Satana's behavior, she will still be the unlucky one in the end. As long as she doesn't touch her bottom line, she will overthrow herself. Don't care.

Squatting down and pressing a man's head with one hand, the nether energy penetrated and read the memory, and a face appeared in his mind.

"Wearing a white coat, with silver hair and brown skin, and about 1.87 meters tall, Simon Marshall must be your enemy!"

When she stood up and said the name of the man in her mind, the white woman's expression was horrified and the black man's expression was angry.

"That's Simon Marshall. Damn that bastard. He is so inhumane. He uses living people to do experiments developed by people with superpowers? Many homeless people in Boston have been killed by him!"

John stood up and looked at Satana and said

"Each of the three of them is carrying at least three lives? So now according to your plan? What are you going to do with them!?"

"Isn't this simple!?"

Satana answered and drew a magic circle with his finger in the air in front of him. Hellstorm reacted and wanted to block it. But the magic circle flashed away and three ghost claws stretched out from Satana's feet. Instead, Satanna blocked Hellstorm. He took action? Let the three ghost claws drag the bodies and souls of the three stalkers into hell.

"The best destination for them, I think, is hell!"

"You can still use hell energy!?"

"My dear brother? I just went astray at first, but now I'm completely fine!"

Rolling his eyes, Satana complained about Hellstorm? Seeing Hellstorm's angry look and even smirking, John gave a thumbs up again speechlessly? Satana is really awesome, if it weren't for the fact that he had it first

Susan? Maybe you will really find a girlfriend like this, who is fierce but also quite clean and individual.

"Then there's only one goal left!"

John took out the phone and dialed Misty Knight's cell phone.

"Simon Marshall is from Boston. He should be a scientist. He has silver hair and brown skin and is probably over fifty years old."

"I'll give you an answer in half an hour!"

After hanging up the phone, he turned around and looked at the black and white people.

"I don't care what your abilities are or who you were before. I saved you and you don't have the money to repay my kindness? Then you have to work for me? There will be no discount on wages for five years.

But you absolutely cannot refuse any tasks from my company, and let Luke help you adapt to the rest."

"Luke, take the two of them and call the Weasel to ask for money as usual. Let them eat well first. Look at how they look now. I'm even afraid that the ultrasound will hurt them if I make a louder sound!"

"Where are you going?"

Hellstorm answered and asked, but John walked out of the room without explanation.

"This boss of yours is much more cruel than you."

That last smile had already explained its purpose. Satana was very familiar with John's demeanor because she had seen too many demons hiding knives in their smiles in hell. All of them were Oscar-level actors, and their ferocity could be understood with just one expression.

"Come upstairs with me, wash up first and I'll order food for you."

Luke Cage is not surprised. He has accepted John's killing behavior very early, and John's killings are often not targeted at ordinary people. Some damn people really shouldn't use the law to solve their problems. He looks at the black and white with distress.

The two of them seemed to have seen their past selves, but they were much happier than them at the time. At least they were not treated as experimental subjects and escaped immediately.

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"The Sword of Twilight...the weapon of Muspelheim Surtur who lived within the nine realms of the God's Domain in the mythical age. It was a weapon capable of destroying the entire Asgard God's Domain. It swept everything and burned everything, leaving

All living creatures turned into bones."

In front of Morgan Le Fay, a piece of diamond-shaped metal the size of a thumb was dim and dull, but it could flash with dark red energy fluctuations under Morgan Le Fay's touch. Opposite him, Ultron and Wanda stood side by side, looking at Morgan Le Fay.

Fei led and pushed the fragment in front of Wanda

"Ultron's precise analysis, and then use your power to modify reality and chaos magic to reshape the Sword of Twilight, transform it according to our needs, and then when it falls into the world, everything will be different!"

Wanda used her hands to magically link the threads passed by Morgan Le Fay. She frowned slightly but did not resist or refuse. Ultron raised a series of parts with his left hand and reassembled them in front of the three of them. Vision was instantly assembled by Ultron, but this was just a body.

An empty shell, without any consciousness or hallucinatory thinking.

"I'm definitely not lying to you, but it takes time for Vision to recover his mind. It took you about three days to create the Sword of Twilight, and it only takes me ten hours to restore Vision. If I can't revive Vision in ten hours,

You can stop cooperating with us, you are in control of everything in Wanda!"