I'm the Demon King in Marvel

"Who makes us friends?" Thor smiled and jumped out of the hotel window.

Steve gave a genuine smile.

He turned around and looked at the Wu Xinmo who was bound by magic, and added a few more magic chains to him before he felt at ease to go out.

The duo started in nearby apartments and residential areas.

As expected, a large number of residents were trapped in their homes, with black skeletons wandering in the narrow corridors, scaring the residents so much that they dared to lock the doors and windows and not come out.

Not everyone has the courage to fight monsters head-on, and most people just want stability.

They were waiting for the military and police to come in to rescue them, but they did not expect to receive a notice from the state government asking them to flee on their own.

"Fuck! Let us escape on our own. There are monsters everywhere outside. How can we escape?"

"Don't worry about them, we'll just stay home and save on food. Houston is a big city, and if it stops for a day, the big guys will lose more."

"It's too dangerous to go out, just hide at home, the big shots will send someone in sooner or later!"

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Since the Black Skull outbreak happened at a still early stage, there were not many people in the office building. Even if there were poor souls working overtime all night, Steve could only choose to ignore them. He had to rescue more people in the shortest time.

Holding a green magic light shield in his left hand and a green magic sword in his right hand, Steve continued to clear out the black skeletons on each floor.

At the same time, he shouted: "Residents, the black skeleton has been eliminated, everyone run!"

"Wow, a new superhero?" Many residents saw a green light in the corridor through the peephole.

"Mom, should we go out? There are no monsters outside."

"Ignore him, just stay at home. Even if there are no monsters in the corridor, there will be monsters on the street."

Steve cleaned several floors in a short time and looked back, but no one ran out of the door.

He was so angry that he shouted, "Hurry up! The government has sent bombers and they are going to bomb the city soon!"

This time, a few doors were finally opened.

"Who... who are you?" Several heads popped out from behind the door, staring at Steve cautiously and asking, "Is what you said true?"

After a moment of silence, Steve chose to restore his original appearance, and even used magic to put on a star-spangled tights for himself, and the shield in his hand became real.

"I'm Steve Rogers, Captain America."

Unexpectedly, his confession not only failed to win trust, but the doors that were opened with great difficulty were also hastily closed.

Steve didn't know that during the days he was studying magic in Asgard, the American government was widely publicizing the existence of a fake Captain America and taught everyone how to identify him.

The method is very simple. As long as someone appears alone and there is no team of agents wearing SHIELD uniforms around him, he is an imposter!

Besides, the counterfeit will disguise himself, so does the genuine Captain America need to disguise himself?

"Fuck!" Steve was quite depressed.

But he didn't have time to deal with these people, so he could only clear the black skeletons layer by layer according to the original plan. After cleaning up, he jumped directly from the top floor, used green magic to weave transparent wings for himself, and flew to the next apartment.

Regardless of whether the residents believe it or not, Steve can only work hard and clear out the black skeletons besieging the apartments and residential areas. There will always be people willing to leave.

At the end of the day, Steve worked without sleep, while Thor was relatively casual, not slacking off but not being very active either.

The two cleared out a lot of apartment buildings and residential areas, and some people bravely escaped, but compared to the whole of Houston, it was still a drop in the bucket.

Finally, the countdown is over.

A group of black ghosts flew over the southern sky. A total of ten "B-2" bombers set off from the Gulf of Mexico and arrived in Houston in almost the blink of an eye.

When the bombs fell, the Houston people who were hiding at home and unwilling to go out finally realized what the government was doing.

The bombers did not drop bombs on the buildings right away, but instead carried out carpet bombing on the streets, intending to clear out the black skeletons on the streets first.

Such a plan can relatively reduce public pressure.

But for the people of Houston caught in the crossfire, it made little difference.

In order to inflict maximum damage to the Black Skulls and to prevent Houston from becoming a sea of ​​fire and increasing public pressure, the Air Force used shock wave bombs.

The shock wave tore the thin skeleton of the Black Skull into pieces, but it also caused damage to the tall buildings on both sides of the street. The residents hiding in the buildings were even shocked to the point that their eardrums ruptured and blood flowed from all their orifices.

Steve, who had been fighting all day this time, dodged the bombs that kept falling from the sky and yelled to the sky: "Damn it! These are our compatriots!"

Steve was not the only one who felt this way, the Texas consortium was equally angry.

Texas is their base, and major cities such as Austin, Houston, and Dallas are the most important areas in their hands, especially the southern port city of Houston, whose importance to the Texas consortium is self-evident.

However, several other major financial groups took advantage of the accidental death of their leader and the situation of being leaderless, and brazenly approved the bombing plan, obviously out of strong personal grudges.

The Texas financial group is a latecomer, and because it condones the "rednecks" who advocate independent thinking, its relationship with the old financial groups has always been unharmonious.

It doesn’t really matter whether it is independent or not. It is just a means for the Texas consortium to express its attitude.

The other party seized the opportunity and obviously severely weakened the strength of the Texas consortium, making them lose the capital to advocate independence, and they can only obediently follow the arrangements in the future.

The decision-makers of other consortiums are all shrewd and calculating guys, and there is no harmony between the consortiums. After all, there are only so many resources, and who wouldn't want to fight for them?

You have to create opportunities even if there are none. What’s more, this is a godsend opportunity when all the top executives of the Texas consortium are wiped out?

Can you still be called a monopoly capitalist if you don’t seize the opportunity?

Chapter 164 Purgatory on Earth

The Air Force's bombing of Houston is still continuing. According to the plan, the Texas authorities have set up large signal blocking devices around the city to ensure that people who are still alive in the city cannot pass on the news.

The Texas consortium was still in chaos, but now that things had come to this, they could only follow the consortium's past practices and order the state government to block the news.

The most important thing for the Texas Consortium right now is to elect a new board of directors and nominate a new person in charge. Only by restoring the high-level command structure can the strength of the large consortium be brought into play and can it compete with other consortiums and avoid being bullied again.

After more than ten hours of bombing, the Black Skeletons could no longer be seen on the main streets of Houston. The military released a large number of drones to check one by one and confirmed that only a few Black Skeletons were still wandering around in confusion on the streets.

These fish that slipped through the net were eventually wiped out by the "integrated detection and strike" drones.

After eliminating the hordes of Black Skeletons on the streets, the question facing Texas authorities became whether to send teams in to search every building.

"The Pentagon and the White House want us to deal with the Houston problem as soon as possible. Their meaning is very clear. We must prevent the skeleton monster from spreading to other areas even if it means destroying Houston."

"Asshole! We have already agreed to their bombing plan. Do they have to destroy the entire Houston before they will stop?"

Although Houston suffered heavy losses after the bombing and many houses became dangerous, the high-rise buildings on both sides of the main roads were relatively earthquake-resistant and the walls were not seriously damaged. They only needed to repair the glass curtain walls to restore their former appearance.

Almost all of the buildings that have become dangerous are privately built homes, and their own insurance companies are responsible for handling the matter, so the state government does not need to worry about it.

"Hasn't there been any result from Richardson Manor yet? If they don't step up and take the lead, we'll be wiped out!"

Big and small financial groups control every aspect of America. Anyone with a little bit of cognitive ability knows that in America, the financial group bosses are the real kings, and state legislators and congressmen are just lackeys pushed to the front by the bosses.

There is not only one Texas consortium in Texas. There are many lower-level consortiums or capital entities that also control some seats of lawmakers and administrative positions. However, these lower-level capital entities must unite behind the Texas consortium to be able to compete with the other nine consortiums.

"According to the news just sent, the final election for the chairman is already underway, and the result will be known by tomorrow at the latest."

Financial groups named after families such as Rockefeller, Morgan, and DuPont all have a powerful family with a long history as their backbone. They have a strong ability to resist risks. Even if the person in charge dies unexpectedly, they can quickly elect the next generation of people in charge, and there are very few disturbances.

Because there is no need to choose, the leader of the main family is assumed to be the boss, and other small families that join in are simply unable to compete with the big family.

But consortiums named after places such as Boston, Chicago, Cleveland, California, and Texas are very troublesome, as they are often composed of multiple families with similar strength.

This kind of regional consortium often comes together to integrate resources and fight against the encirclement of the old big conglomerates.

Every time a new person in charge is chosen, there will be a lot of open and secret struggles, and every transfer of power will be kept strictly confidential to prevent other financial groups from taking advantage of the opportunity.

Often the term of office is random, and the date of selection is also random. Several family patriarchs sit together and discuss for a night, and the result is almost certain.

The main focus is on being irregular to avoid interference from other financial groups.

Such a blatant change of leadership as that of the Texas consortium is extremely rare in the history of major consortiums.

With such a good opportunity, how could other wolves, tigers and leopards not pounce on it and take a bite?

Hearing that they only had to hold out until tomorrow, Texas lawmakers and administrative officials all breathed a sigh of relief.

"Now that the skeleton cluster on the street has been eliminated, the danger has been reduced. I think we can send people into the city to lure the skeletons out of the building."

"Yes, these skeletons are obviously chasing the scent of living people. They are hiding and won't come out. We can throw out some bait."

"Agreed, we can go fishing."

The reason why they were reluctant to send in the army and police was because there were too many Black Skeletons on the streets, and long-range bombing was more efficient and caused less damage.

Now that the black skeletons are hiding in high-rise buildings and refusing to come out, we must lure them out. Otherwise, will Houston become a ghost town from now on?

The American top leaders have never changed their position. They always stand on the side of capitalists. Ordinary people can enjoy full "freedom" as long as they pay taxes and do whatever they want.

Free to be robbed, free to enjoy the consequences of the disaster.

Therefore, the military and police stationed on the defense line outside Houston finally received the order. They pushed aside the roadblocks and walked towards the city with weapons in hand under the strict orders of their superiors.

The originally intact streets had been destroyed by the shock wave bombs, becoming cracked and broken roads, and black skeletons that had been shattered into pieces could be seen everywhere.

"Boss, are there any living people in the city?" Ryan, a young soldier from Fort Worth, asked his captain in a low voice.

They are the local Texas National Guard.

The United States National Guard is a second-line reserve force that is primarily responsible for responding to domestic disasters and unrest.

"Don't ask questions you shouldn't ask." Captain Kent reprimanded in a low voice: "If you really meet a living person, listen to the orders from above first."

Soldiers like them who have experience in dealing with disasters understand very well how their compatriots will react when faced with disasters.

If it is a flood, fire, mudslide or other disaster where they cannot stay and must be evacuated immediately, they will definitely run.

But if it is a blizzard, hurricane or other type of disaster that is inconvenient to evacuate, they will definitely hide back home, lock the doors and windows, take out their weapons, and wait for the disaster to pass.

The black skeletons in Houston came suddenly this time, and many residents were still sleeping in at home. In addition, the black skeletons' destructive power was not strong. Seeing that the monsters could not break through the doors and windows, the residents would definitely hide in the house with peace of mind.

There is no need to think about it. There must be many people in the city right now, and it is hard to say whether they are alive.

"Stop, there's movement!" The captain in the front raised his fist.

Sensing the presence of living people, the skeletons in the high-rise building couldn't wait to rush out. Some even jumped directly from the broken outer wall, fell to the ground and turned into broken bones.

"attack!"

The sound of gunfire rang out across Houston.