This Kryptonian is Too Steady

Hell's Kitchen, officially known as Clinton, also commonly known as West Midtown, is an area on the west coast of Manhattan Island in New York City, United States. A rectangular area of ​​the Sun River.

As the sin center of New York, the sin capital of the Marvel universe, the crime rate in the Hell's Kitchen area is firmly ranked first in the United States, and it has dropped the second place by a large margin.

According to statistics from an unknown person, a crime occurs on average every 5 seconds.

Addicts and pimps can be seen everywhere, and the powers of the Hand and the Jinbian are also looming, and even some organizations that worship sticky cold-blooded animals who shout to chop off one head every day and grow two more heads will also carry out some activities here. illegal activity.

Every time the gangs compete for territory, there will be more than a dozen unnamed bodies in the Hudson River the next day.

Human life is the least valuable thing here.

It is hard to imagine that such a 'spectacle' can exist for a long time in a place like Manhattan, which is considered realistic magicism.

Maybe this is the beacon of the world.

In an alley in Hell's Kitchen, a white woman wearing a short yellow skirt and carrying a small dark green cross bag walked alone.

Her pace was much faster than usual, goose bumps appeared on her skin, and the uneasiness on her face was hard to hide.

Heidi knew very well how dangerous it was for a woman to walk alone in Hell's Kitchen at night.

But she couldn't do anything. Today, the restaurant's business was booming and she couldn't keep up. In order not to be deducted or fired by the miserable boss, she didn't dare to ask to leave work on time.

After all, she is a single mother with two children to support, and this job is very important to her, and she cannot afford to lose it.

Thinking of her pair of sons and daughters with excellent grades, Heidi's expression finally relaxed a little.

Suddenly, two Nicolas wearing black hoodies rushed out from the side path, one after the other, holding a steel dagger, blocking Heidi's coming and going.

"Biaozi, give us the bag in your hand!"

'God bless me! ’

As a native of Hell's Kitchen, Heidi knew what was going to happen the moment she was surrounded, and quickly raised her hands to express her unrighteous resistance: "Take it with you, just don't hurt me!"

Hearing Heidi's words, the tall Niko behind her was not polite, he tore off the small dark green satchel, and then carefully rummaged for the belongings inside.

"He, tui..."

After taking away all the valuables, Nico angrily threw the small satchel on the ground, stepped on his feet hard, and spat a mouthful of phlegm on it, cursing, "It's only twenty-eight dollars, what a shame. Poor man."

After hearing this news, the short Nige in front of Heidi also felt unlucky. He thought that if he did this vote, he would have money for fun in the past two days, but he didn't expect that this guy was even poorer than them.

Taking advantage of the darkness, he carefully looked at Heidi from the bottom up.

95/67/102

The short Niko swallowed hard, his eyes lit up, his breathing stagnated, showing a hungry wolf-like expression, and winked at his accomplices behind.

Hearing the hint from the short Nico, the tall Nico nodded, put the dollar in his pocket, and then suddenly took two steps, grabbed Heidi's hands suddenly, and twisted them behind his back.

Seeing this, the short Niko showed a lewd smile, put away the dagger in his hand, took out a stack of scotch tape from his pocket, and walked slowly towards Heidi.

"No, no~ help! Who will help me!"

The moment she was caught, Heidi knew something was wrong and began to cry out for help.

Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the short Nige to seal his lips with tape, and he could only make a 'woohoo' cry.

"Biaozi, it's better to serve our brothers, otherwise everyone will see your naked body in the Hudson tomorrow!"

After dragging Heidi to the dark alley, the two Nico couldn't wait to start holding hands up and down, and at the same time they did not forget to threaten with words.

Hearing the short Nige's threat, Heidi's blushing face turned pale instantly. Thinking of her two children waiting at home, her resistance gradually weakened.

"Beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep, beep..."

Just as the two Negos unbuttoned their belts and prepared to do something indescribable, a burst of rhythmic music suddenly came from the night sky.

"Walter Jaffak! What idiot is playing so loudly?"

Interrupted by the sudden strange music, the short Ni Ge was furious and looked around angrily, trying to find the source of the sound.

'Ding--'

'Ho...ho...'

Seeing that no one paid any attention to him, the short Nico turned his head angrily, his pupils shrank suddenly.

His companion was clutching his bleeding throat and fell to the ground, panting hard, with a triangular dart stuck to his side.

Before he could even put on his trousers, Nico hurriedly took out a dagger from his pocket, looked around in horror, and said sternly, "Who is it? I warn you, we are under Boss Jin Bing!"

"Pearson Webster, born on April 22, 1986 in Brooklyn, New York, has been arrested 13 times for theft, 4 times for robbery, suspected of being involved in two murders, and now plays for the Clinton Area Leopard Gang, There is no explicit connection with the forces that Jin Ping belongs to."

Taking advantage of the opportunity of the reshuffle of the underground forces after the Battle of New York, Jin Bing has completed the unification of the underworld forces in New York, and now he is a gangster who can be said to be Jin Bing's subordinate~www.novelmt.com~ A man dressed in black The figure of the mecha emerged from behind Nico, telling his crime in a low, hoarse voice.

After being told his details, Webster turned around tremblingly, saw this sci-fi battle armor, and asked uncertainly, "Iron... Man?"

Looking at Nico who kept retreating, an ugly smile appeared on the face of the armor: "No, be bold, but Tony Stark is not the only one who can create this kind of thing."

"Could it be, aliens?"

In the brains of low-level gangsters like Webster, the only people who can have this kind of high-tech, except for Tony Stark, are the aliens in various blockbusters.

'Pfft—'

"You know too much."

A dart slid across Webster's neck, making him follow in the footsteps of his companions.

Stepping over the bodies of the two, the triangular darts on the ground turned into a pool of liquid, and automatically crawled back to the soles of the armor's feet, merging into one.

"Uh-uh-uh-"

Seeing the black 'devil' approaching, Heidi's eyes widened in horror, her legs and buttocks worked together, and she kept squirming backwards.

The fingers of his right hand transformed into a knife, cutting off the tape that bound Heidi's hands, and the black armor got up and prepared to leave.

Seeing that the black 'devil' not only didn't hurt herself, but saved her, Heidi quickly tore off the tape on her mouth and summoned up her courage to ask, "Excuse me, who are you?"

The black figure did not make any answer and walked away.

After a brief silence, Heidi didn't care about the high heels that fell to the ground, ran two steps and said loudly, "Thank you!!"

The black armor paused, nodded sideways, and merged into the darkness.