Peel's residence is not far from Daddy Mark's antique cottage, and within a 10-minute walk of Kodak, Peel's residence can already be seen.

Kodak's eyes were constantly looking at the surroundings, it was a dilapidated two-story building, the skin on the walls had begun to peel off, and in front of the building was an old car, although old but cleanly cared.

Apparently, Mr. Peel lived in considerable poverty and could barely cope with his own life.

If you are in a high-martial world, it is quite incomprehensible for a man with extraordinary abilities like Peel to live such a poor life.

It's a pity that this is Marvel, a world where mutants and enhancers are everywhere, but the status is quite low.

Ordinary people dominate the world, and for mutants who are far more capable than themselves, they have jealousy, resistance, fear, and other mentality, and these bad mentalities want to merge, making mutants extremely ostracized.

This also leads to the fact that most of the mutants are living in a very difficult situation, especially those with pure personalities, who are even more miserable, carefully hiding their abilities, and working hard to complete those tasks that ordinary people can't do, but with a small salary.

This is a deformed development trend, and it is also the development of this deformity that has led to the fall of many mutants into darkness and embarking on the path of anti-humanity.

Suddenly, Kodak, which was steadily advancing, slowed down his pace and looked slightly gloomy.

A permanent house must not lack footprints in front of the door, but there are no footprints in front of the door of the Peel house.

Was it deliberately cleaned before, or was someone .........

This strange point attracted Kodak's attention, and Kodak looked around with a little more scrutiny.

The more you look closer, the more details you can see.

The doorknob reflected a bright glow, as if it had been carefully wiped by something.

The windows on both sides are tightly closed, you must know that the weather is now scarce and mosquitoes, and the weather has been a bit dull in the past two days, in order to maintain ventilation, the average family will open the windows a crack.

The intermittent discovery made Kodak's gaze a little more dignified.

Raising his head, he glanced at Peel, who was leading the way in front.

"Accomplices? Or is this guy's opponent? ”

Reaching out and pulling it around his waist, a miniature frying pan that Kodak had made into an ornament appeared in his hand.

With the pan in hand, the confidence instantly becomes full.

"Crunch!"

Peel, who walked to the door, pushed open the old door, and the pitch black room looked like a devouring monster.

Peel walked in with a big grin, and Kodak didn't panic at all and followed in.

"Let's go!"

The bright lights turned on, and Peel gestured to the couch beside him.

"You sit down for a while, and I'll go find the things."

Kodak had no objection and sat on the sofa with a big grin and waited.

Peel didn't pay much attention to Kodak and walked upstairs to the storage room.

As soon as he arrived at the door of the storage room, the big hand that was about to push the door open suddenly stopped in mid-air, and a startling light flashed in the eyes of Peel, who had a decadent and lazy face.

Like the revival of a sleeping tiger, a powerful sense of oppression began to release from Peel's body, and the muscles in his arms bulged high with his big hands, and the surging power of a volcanic eruption seemed to be hidden in the blood-flowing arms.

With his left hand, he scooped up a chair from his side and slammed the door.

"Whoosh!"

The moment the door of the storage room was pushed open, a cold light tore through the air and slashed down at the door.

Fortunately, Peel had been prepared and had already tried to stay as far away from the door as possible, and when the sword shadow fell, Peel held the hand of the chair and smashed it the enemy's arm that was exposed.

"Bump!"

The chair shattered on the spot, the shattered arm made a clear sound of bones breaking, and a wail of pain into the bone marrow could be heard in the storage room at the same time.

Peel was unforgiving, his right hand was as fast as lightning, and he grabbed the arm that was smashed by himself, and like a doll, he directly pulled out the person hiding inside.

With the other hand, he quickly clamped down on the opponent's head, and pressed the opponent's head to smash it into the ground viciously.

"Boom!"

The ground made a dull clattering sound, and the mysterious enemy who attacked him went limp and collapsed to the ground, scarlet blood staining the floor.

Peel didn't even look at the poor creature he had stoned to death, snatched the katana in the other party's hand, and looked around with a cautious face.

"Come out! You annoying scumbags, you can't just do it alone. ”

"Let's go! Let's go! Let's .........."

In the storage room, in the bedrooms on both sides, and in the toilet not far away, there were killers holding katanas and killing intent boiling in their eyes.

…………

The sound of Ding Lingdang's impact kept coming from the second floor, and Kodak, who was sitting on the first floor, was not only not nervous, but wanted to swallow a few melon seeds.

That's what he thinks, and that's what he does, but it's a pity that Peel's family doesn't have melon seeds, and Americans don't eat melon seeds, but not many people like it, and obviously Peel is not one of them.

However, although there were no melon seeds, there were pecans and macadamia nuts on the table, and Kodak simply copied the fruit bowl and swallowed it leisurely.

The reason why he is so unscrupulous is naturally not worried about the above situation.

It doesn't take much strategy to be able to crush the opponent's battle, and according to Kodak's previous observations, the guys who fought with Peel were quite cautious and carefully hid and sneak attacked, obviously the strength of that group of guys of unknown origin could not crush Peel, and they might even be much worse than Peel.

Thinking of this, Kodak is still afraid of a ball, he is not even afraid of Peel for half a point, not to mention a group of rubbish who have no strength and only know sneak attacks.

"Boom !!!"

The ceiling exploded, and a figure fell from the second floor, smashing not far from Kodak.

Kodak had just pried open a pecan and was about to stuff it into his mouth when he met this uninvited guest.

Kodak didn't raise his head or keep his eyes open, and continued to deal with the pecans in his hands, and the lazy voice shook the air and reached the ears of this uninvited guest.

"Don't bother me to eat dried fruits, your business has nothing to do with me."

The mysterious man who landed on the ground got up from the ground with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slashed at Kodak without saying a word.

Kodak, who was busy dealing with pecans, raised his head and looked at the guy opposite with a knife with an unhappy expression.

"Hey, hey, aren't you stupid! Having said that it has nothing to do with me, your opponent is on top. ”

I don't know if it was because I didn't understand it or for some other reason, the mysterious man with the knife didn't stop for a minute, and the katana cut through the air and cut Kodak's head mercilessly.