I'm the Demon King in Marvel

I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Author: Tian Gaochenyuan

Summary:

Weather Witch: "Director, are we really going to send Director Lin to the United States?"

Zheng Xian, Director of the Shenmao Bureau: "This is called fighting poison with poison."

"But, this poison..." The weather witch was still terrified: "Isn't it too strong?"

"Yes, the people of America..." Zheng Xian suppressed his laughter and said, "They are going to suffer!"

Thus, "The Book of the Sword of Exorcism" made American men excited, the Whitebeard Pirates started the "Top War" in New York, and Godzilla landed on the North American continent...

Iron Man Tony Stark: "Asshole, are we going to destroy America for the advancement of human civilization?"

Big Devil Lin Hao: "Tony, you finally discovered the truth!"

Chapter 1 The people of Americon are going to suffer!

Shenlei Bureau, Ring Fortress.

Lin Hao, wearing a white coat and black-framed glasses, looked gentle and polite as he walked into the office of Director Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian, who was fiddling with a pot of orchids, turned his head and said, "Please sit down. There's tea in the pot. It's freshly brewed Longjing tea."

Lin Hao walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup, thinking that after all he had to ask someone for help, and it was rare for him to pour a cup for Zheng Xian.

After Zheng Xian finished his work at the windowsill, he put down the scissors in his hand and wiped his hands with a wet towel. Then he walked slowly to the sofa and sat down on the left side of Lin Hao.

"Is there any result on my application?" Lin Hao took a sip of tea.

"Look, you're anxious again!" Zheng Xian glared at him.

Hearing this, Lin Hao seemed to be in a trance, as if he remembered something, and smiled and replied: "Zheng Zhiwu, I really want to improve!"

As he spoke, he began to laugh, reminiscing about the long-gone memories.

"You're not making sense again..." Zheng Xian couldn't do anything about him, so he could only sigh and said helplessly: "The higher-ups have approved your application. From now on, you will be the head of the Americas branch. Go over there and reorganize the intelligence network there."

Lin Hao suppressed his smile, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes behind his glasses.

He drank the tea slowly, put down the cup, and asked seriously, "What's the bottom line?"

Zheng Xian also put down his teacup, met Lin Hao's gaze, and said solemnly: "Remember which country you are from. Besides..."

"Nothing is forbidden!"

The joy in Lin Hao's eyes could no longer be concealed, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

"Okay, I'll go arrange the handover." Lin Hao stood up, looking a little impatient.

Looking at his cheerful steps, Zheng Xian laughed and shook his head.

After a moment, the office door was pushed open again, and a woman with a graceful figure and cascading black hair walked in.

She also sat down and poured tea.

"Are we really going to send Director Lin to the United States?" The Weather Witch still couldn't believe it.

"Since Nick Fury came to power, SHIELD has become more and more arrogant. Not only did they destroy our network in America, they even set up a SHIELD branch in Hong Kong Island, using our membership fees to help the United States."

"It's time to teach him a lesson." Zheng Xian said coldly with a straight face, "This is called fighting poison with poison."

"But, this poison..." The weather witch was still terrified: "Isn't it too strong?"

"Yes, the people of America..." Zheng Xian's expression suddenly became strange, as if he was trying to hold back a laugh: "You're going to suffer!"

There was a lingering sense of gloating in his tone.

boom.

The door of the conference room was pushed open forcefully, and a man in a white coat with messy hair rushed in, impatiently asking Zheng Xian: "Director... Director, is the director going out on a field trip?"

Zheng Xian glared at him and said, "This is not a question you should ask."

"Uh..." Yu Zhen immediately changed the question: "Will the director come to work tomorrow?"

Zheng Xian stared at him for a long time before he said, "Director Lin is going to take a vacation. While he's away, the Technical Development Department needs you as their assistant..."

Yu Zhen's shoulders were shaking, his hands and feet were trembling, and tears were streaming down his face. He didn't listen to what was said next and immediately took out his cell phone, impatient.

"Brothers, it has been confirmed that the big devil...he is gone!"

Even through the phone, Zheng Xian could hear the deafening cheers coming from the other side.

"Hahahaha, it's Quanjude tonight, it's my treat!"

He shouted and rushed out.

Zheng Xian chased after him and shouted, "You little bastard, if you fall behind, I'll hold you responsible!"

"Don't worry, don't worry!" Yu Zhen ran happily and waved his hands: "I will always ask the director for help if I have any questions. As long as the big devil stops arguing with us, my work enthusiasm will definitely double."

Zheng Xian shook his head and turned back to the office.

Lin Hao left the circular fortress that had temporarily landed in the north of Yanshan Mountain, drove back to his home in the capital, had dinner with his parents, and confessed that he would be on a business trip for a while and his return date was uncertain.

The next morning, Lin Hao boarded a plane to America. Twelve hours later, the plane landed at San Francisco International Airport.

Lin Hao, who is tall and well-proportioned and wearing a black windbreaker, walked out of the airport.

His facial features are soft and when he smiles he looks like a boy next door. The black-framed glasses on his nose give him a scholarly air.

A taxi stopped in front of Lin Hao, and the black driver tilted his head and asked, "Hi, sir, do you want a taxi?"

Lin Hao glanced at the young black man and smiled knowingly: "Okay."

The taxi started and headed towards the city.

The brightly lit city that never sleeps was shrouded in a hazy glow. Lin Hao boarded the plane at eight in the morning Beijing time. After twelve hours of flight, it was now four in the morning in San Francisco.

Along the way, the black driver was very talkative and kept trying to communicate with Lin Hao.

"Sir, are you from Japan?"

"No, I'm Chinese."

"Wow, that's a good country, I've heard of it!"

The black driver looked at Lin Hao from the rearview mirror and his smile widened.

Seeing that Lin Hao was admiring the street view outside the window, he smiled and asked, "Is this your first time in America, sir? San Francisco is a beautiful city, isn't it?"

"Welcome to Americon, this is paradise!"

The black driver didn't know what Lin Hao saw at this moment.

The resentment of the living beings floating in the sky above the city, the wailing of the weak echoing in the ears, and the lingering blood...

"Yes, this is my paradise!" The big devil smiled.

It was worth it that he applied for many years and finally got here as he wished - the devil's paradise!

The taxi suddenly left the main road, sped up, turned several corners and finally arrived at a dilapidated slum area, and finally rushed into an abandoned old factory building.

"Hey, guys!" The black driver slammed on the brakes, pushed open the car door very smoothly, and waved happily towards the factory.

The lights dimmed and a few pieces of clothing suddenly floated over.

"Hodi, don't tell me you're off work now." A floating piece of clothing suddenly made a sound: "It seems I need to remind you how much money you still owe me."

"Boss Ryan, I will pay you back the money I owe you right away." The black man named Huodi pointed at Lin Hao who had already gotten out of the car and said with a smile: "This kid just came from China, he must have a lot of US dollars on him."

"You know, people in that country are stupid enough to save money."

Ryan walked into the light and saw that there was a piece of farm equipment under the floating clothes.

"Not bad, you actually found a lone yellow monkey."

As he was speaking, all the farm tools in the abandoned factory gathered around and stared at Lin Hao with eager eyes.

"Yellow monkey, hand over all the valuables on you!"

"Boss Ryan might spare your life for God's sake."

Lin Hao looked around at the farm tools and smiled knowingly: "Sure enough, this is my paradise."

Suddenly, a thick black color surged out from Lin Hao's body and transformed into a tall figure in the horrified eyes of the farm workers.

A pair of big scarlet eyes suddenly opened above the dark body, there was a pair of horns on the head, and a black fork was held in the hand.

"Oooohhh.....Waterfake!"

"Mom...Mom...Mom, he...he...he is a devil!"

"what!!!"

A group of farm tools burst into high-pitched screams, but the area around them had already been shrouded in darkness and the sound could not be transmitted.

"Don't...don't eat me..."

"Yes...yes...sorry..."

"I still like the way you were just now, please recover."

Lin Hao stretched out his hand, and the huge demon head actually moved under his palm and rubbed it left and right, showing a comfortable expression, and its big red eyes narrowed.

"This way, my little cutie can be a little fuller."

Demons are scary enough, but the man in front of him who smiles like a boy next door has become even scarier than a demon... the Great Demon King!

Chapter 2: He is a gentleman when he wears glasses, but he is not a human being when he takes off his glasses!

Chapter 2: With glasses he is a gentleman, without glasses... he is not a human being!

Half an hour later, Lin Hao walked out of the abandoned factory, leaving behind several dead bodies of farm tools with distorted facial features. There was no wound on their bodies, and they died of excessive fear.

Within half an hour, the farm tools were severely damaged and squeezed dry by the big devil.