The God of Injustice in Marvel

Leon naturally turned into a black bee and had already been lying on top of the red tank's head and followed him in.

Of course, traveling expenses are also paid.

Judging from the performance of the various "mercenaries" here, it seems that their level and strength are not very high.

Leon had some doubts about why a super thug like Red Tank would hang out in such a low-level "mercenary hall".

At the same time, Leon patted the other shoulder of this guy in a suit, wearing sunglasses and hair gel, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't know he was an agent: "I seem to know who you are. So, here's the question.

"

Anyway, wearing gloves, Leon pinched the guy's head, turned his face to his side little by little, and asked kindly: "Why do people like you appear here~"

Reaching out and taking out the handkerchief from his coat pocket, and gently wiping his sweat, Leon continued: "Don't be afraid."

Sweating more.

"I won't kill you just yet."

After balling up the crumpled handkerchief and stuffing it back into his pocket, Leon pulled over a chair.

"Sit down, sir."

The guy in the suit sat dumbly on the chair.

With his hands behind his back, Leon walked around the chair twice in a decent manner to the soundtrack of the red tank sitting over there, crunching and chewing ice cubes, and returned to the face-to-face angle again.

Still holding his hands behind his back, Leon bent down little by little until he was parallel to the seated man in the suit, looking at each other.

"From now on, answer my questions."

Suit guy: "Yeah."

"If you lie, your death will be a very slow, very long process."

Suit guy: "...Hmm."

"For every question I answer, you have to give me 200 yuan."

Red Tank turned back: "Huh?"

"What's the matter with you! Eat your ice cubes!"

Red Tank scratched his helmet, sighed, shook his head, muttered something, and started eating ice cubes again.

Leon lowered his head again, looked at the man in the suit who was sweating coldly, took off his sunglasses, wiped them off and put them on himself.

"...Well, I seem to be missing an erhu. Forget it, that skill is also a scam!"

Putting the sunglasses aside, Leon said: "Look at my face and tell me, what do you see?"

"The bushes...the clouds...and the fangs."

Wow, so honest!

[Rorschach's Ink Blot Mask (Advanced Edition)]

Effect: The ink will swim on the mask at any time, changing various patterns randomly.

Passive effect: The wearer can resist any form of spying on the host's face by people with intelligence attributes lower than himself.

Passive Effect 2: When the enemy looks directly at the mask, the deepest emotions in his heart will be reflected.

Passive effect three: When the mental power value is lower than the wearer's, the person staring at the mask will be [soul shocked]. The specific effect depends on the mental power gap.

Passive effect four: If the host actively reflects, the enemy will definitely see the pattern reflected by the host.

Grade: purple

Quality:Excellent

Note: Remember, I am not forced to be locked up with you, but you are forced to be locked up with me!

Note 2: Never compromise!

…

In the end, Leon chose to use the mud used to upgrade the equipment on Rorschach's mask.

First of all, this is his earliest piece of equipment, and it has become a piece of equipment that Leon will wear every time he goes on a mission since the first lottery.

Many times, in the eyes of other people, this face with the moving ink is Lyon's true identity.

Secondly, Rorschach's ink mask is really useful. Even if it has no attributes, just based on its swimming effect, it is still a very powerful piece of equipment.

In the end, it's actually a matter of selfishness.

Therefore, after thinking for a long time, Leon decided to upgrade this veteran equipment.

The result was unexpected, it actually turned into purple level equipment!

Comes with four passive effects!

Compared with the previous effects, it is undoubtedly enhanced in all aspects!

The immediate effect was to give Leon a layer of insurance. In the future, he would be able to protect himself from other people who wanted to pry into his thoughts or appearance.

Equivalent to a spiritual protection stance?

Half of it.

Effect two and effect three can be regarded as the differentiation and enhancement of the previous attributes. There are no big changes.

As for effect four, that’s interesting.

Not only can this thing serve as a lie detector like it does now, but it can also be used in conjunction with certain other equipment and skills to create more interesting effects~

However, those will definitely not be used on this guy in the suit now.

Leon just used several functions of the mask to lie on him.

Yes, he is a person who is afraid of death!

……………………

Back to topic.

Leon asked the first question and after getting the answer, it was basically certain that this kid was really afraid of him. Then he probably wouldn't lie when asked questions in the future.

Stretched out his hand: "Give me 200. What are you looking at!"

Red Tank stood up silently, walked to the bar, took out a lot of ice cubes and started chewing them.

(￣～￣).

Fortunately, this guy still had another 2,000 yuan that he planned to give to Red Tank. Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to give the 200 yuan.

"Okay, next question."

Leon deliberately pretended not to see the secret look in Red Tank's eyes, and looked at the two Franklins over and over again...

"Ahem! The next question is: Are you an agent of SHIELD?"

Who wouldn't be able to tell if he wears the same suit all day long?

He raised his head with difficulty: "...Yes. I am a level four field agent of SHIELD. I..."

"Hey, hey! Don't talk too much, I have to pay you."

Leon stretched out his hand to stop the sweaty Level 4 agent from confessing, and continued to enjoy the game.

"This note..."

Leon opened the note handed to him by the red tank and read out the content: "Excessive self-confidence will produce destructive arrogance. This is not a word you see when eating chocolate jelly beans, this thing

Son."

Leon shook the note in his hand: "Who gave it to you?"

The agent shook his head: "I only know that he is my superior. He tells me through a one-time key and phone number to go to the designated place to pick up things."

"Then what did you get?"

"A box containing three notes. The first note contains an order, asking me to find the red tank in this club and ask him to... assassinate you.

The second note contains another key and an order for me to deliver the third note to you."

Leon nodded: "It's very rigorous. Is that all?"

"That's all, I..."

puff……

The agent with a small hole in his head fell slumped on the chair.

The red tank glanced at the agent, and then at the thoughtful Leon. His brain full of wisdom had a brainstorm, and he continued to eat ice with his head down.

After thinking for a while, Leon said to Red Tank: "I have to do something first. Will you stay here in the future?"

Red Tank shook his head and nodded again.

What does this mean?

"I might stay here, or I might not."

Look, what is wisdom? Listen to this perfect "blocking at both ends"!

Shaking his head helplessly, Leon took out 200 yuan from the space.

"Let me hire you. Stay here forever. In the future, I might hire you for other tasks. Deal?"

The money disappeared from his hands in an instant, and Leon didn't even see why he didn't get the money!

"Deal. I'll stay here until no one hires me."

Leon nodded, opened the curtain, and left here.

After Leon left for a while, Red Tank, who had been chewing ice cubes, walked out from behind the bar with a smile.

He opened the curtain and took a look outside.

Leon is indeed gone.

"Hahaha...hahahaha! I was deceived!"

Red Tank walked to the side of the dead agent.

Red Tank put his hand into his arms.

Red Tank took out something.

From that thing... took out...

The remaining one thousand dollars.

Delightful!

………………

The streets late at night.

A man with a bald head and glasses finished a busy day at work, carrying a briefcase and tiredly opening the door of his home.

Turn around, close the door, and put down the briefcase.

Untying his tie and taking off his suit, he felt like he was going to die.

I sat down on the sofa and didn't even want to turn on the light. I just wanted to rest here quietly for a while.

"well……"

The bald man with glasses sighed dejectedly: "Instead of waiting for death in such fear, I might as well die now and save myself the pain!"

A hand quietly patted his shoulder and placed it on his shoulder: "It's useless to complain."

The shoulder on the other side was also covered by a hand: "Why don't I do this for you? How about~"

Leon released a [Fire Release Phoenix Immortal Fire Technique], and the floating fireball lit up the house.

Reaching out and knocking the bald man on the forehead, Leon said slowly: "Tell me, is it okay, Agent Sitwell~"

Forcing a smile, Sitwell turned around and said with a smile: "Li...Teacher, what a coincidence, you are also at my house..."

………………

The person who came to assassinate him was hired by an agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Don't think about it, it must have something to do with Hydra.

Leon can't find the peak of the fourth-level agent, but he can find a higher-level Hydra!

For example, this veteran double-dealer, whose ability to jump left and right is invincible in the world, is a good apprentice: Agent Sitwell.

"Don't be nervous. Why are you standing up? Sit down! Just like your own home!"

Leon asked Sitwell, who was smiling stiffly, to sit down, and waved his hand to release the fire escape: "Where is the light?"

"I'll come, I'll come!"

Sitwell stood up hurriedly, walked over to turn on the light, then walked back quickly and stood in front of Lyon.

"Oh~ sit down, I think you're nervous, I'm just here to check on you.

How are you lately? Are you under a lot of work pressure? Do you have a partner? When do you plan to get married and have children? How much is your current salary per month?"

As he spoke, Leon slapped his forehead: "Oh! By the way, I have something to ask you. Look, my memory almost forgot the main thing!

that……"

Leon moved forward, Shu put his elbows on his knees, crossed his fingers, and asked calmly: "I heard that you want to find someone to kill me. Is there such a thing?"

Sitwell's shoulders shrank and he couldn't laugh anymore.