Back to the day before, on a rainy night, people were hurrying to their warm, dry homes, except for other special occupations, such as Maurice Bench.

This strong guy used to be a sailor, but he was fired for stealing the ship's cargo, and then mixed into the gang, and became a small boss with the body he trained on the ship, which can be considered a mix.

However, the good times did not last long, and the stinking water of New York City's shiny surface changed, and at some point, a new profession sprouted here, and the people who engaged in this profession also liked to appear at night, they were called superheroes.

At first, it was okay, due to the high requirements for entering the profession, there were only a few people in New York, such as Spider-Man, Daredevil and the Punisher, with the strength of their three people, it was difficult to gain the upper hand in the competition with the gangsters, so New York is still their gangster's paradise, at most a few unlucky people eat the Punisher's gun every day, get hit by Daredevil's fist, or meet Spider-Man, and travel to prison.

But slowly the situation changed, a novice called the Dead Whisperer joined the new industry, and very immorally chose the style of the Punisher, countless men who worked hard to make a living at night died at his hands, and even Billy, the model worker of the underworld, was mutilated by him, and the bullseye of Tong Suo Wu disappeared with him.

Since then, superheroes have sprung up in New York City, including the super-rich (Tony. Stark), there are soldiers who have been transferred from the army (scorpions), there are professors in the laboratory (lizardmen), hunters who survive in the wilderness (Kraven), and even the legendary demon vampire, people also call it Batman, is there still a reason in this world, everyone shouts and beats the vampires who say they are good, and the masked people who say they are happy to set up lynchings will be wanted by the police, why are they always the unlucky ones who are the bottom bitter haha.

Now the days of the underworld in New York are getting more and more difficult to mix, the gangsters at the bottom have washed their hands, and would rather be a food delivery person than transport white powder, and even some gang bosses have begun to wash their hands and prepare to emigrate abroad, pity them, the middle-level underworld personnel, in order to make a living, can only go out to transport drugs or arms on a rainy day.

"Hey." Morris stood on the street and sighed, originally he didn't want to come out today, but unfortunately the rent has been in arrears for two months, and the landlord gave him an ultimatum, if he can't pay it within a week, he will move to Central Park.

"Hey, Maurice, what's the sigh?" An arm suddenly rested on his shoulder, and a man's voice rang in his ear.

The sudden sound startled Morris, and he turned his head to see an ugly face full of scars.

"Oh hell, Wade, you bastard scared me to death." Morris breathed a sigh of relief and complained that he had been to the Hellfire Bar a few times for the boss and had a few exchanges with Wade.

"What's wrong, why is there such a big reaction?"

"You don't know? Now there are a group of guys called Night Knights in New York City, they are inhumane, extremely vicious, and they are specifically looking for us to mix with the underworld. ”

"Night Knight? How did I not know? ”

"You don't know, my God, where have you been all this time? Spread throughout the New York underworld, it is said that this group was started by the Dead Whisperers, and its members include Daredevil, Scorpion, Lizard Man, Justice Hunter, and the famous Batman, these people are elusive, and I have a brother who was hit by a car the day before yesterday to escape Batman's pursuit. ”

“... Is there no Spider-Man? ”

"Of course not, he is a good neighbor of our New York people, and when he sees him, he sees hope, I tell you, if you are hunted by the Night Knight, you must shout Spider-Man's name loudly, as long as he can appear in time, your life will be saved, although you may be imprisoned for a few years afterwards, it is better than dying on the spot."

“... Well, you've been miserable lately, by the way, it's just right to meet you here, let me ask you, do you know where the Hand has been hiding lately? ”

"Hand Clan? What are you looking for them, it's useless to look for them now, the headquarters have been demolished by the Night Knights and the government, and their bosses are hiding from these superheroes. ”

"Oh? Maurice, it seems that you really know where they are going, come, tell me, there is your good. ”

"What do you want to do?" Morris looked at Wade warily, he did know a little bit about the Hand Meeting, but his boss Joseph the Hammerhead strictly ordered them not to say it, and he didn't dare to disobey it.

"Come on, tell me, $200, how about it, that's all I have on me, I'll give it all to you, just buy an address, that's interesting enough, right?"

"No way, $2,000 won't work, Hammerhead Boss said, this thing must be rotten in the stomach, Wade, you go find someone else, you know Hammerhead Boss, I haven't lived enough." Morris waved his hand and stepped back.

Seeing him like this, Wade would not let him go, he smiled and took out a mask and put it on his head, and said to Morris: "Then aren't you afraid of me, let me tell you the truth, I am also a member of the Night Knights, and the ones you said came out of the same training camp as me." ”

"Oh, no, no, spare me, I'm going to change my life from today, I'm going to be a good person..."Looking at Wade's mask that was obviously not just made, Morris was a little convinced, those legendary humanoid Night Knights were all wearing masks, and they were on par with Wade in terms of ruthlessness, and the fear that had been in place for days exploded at once, making him crouch in the corner and scream again and again.

"Come on, we are old friends, I won't kill you, address, I just need an address, the $200 is yours, don't worry, I won't..."

Boom! With a loud bang, a green shadow swept through the air, whistling and crashing into Wade.

Morris secretly opened his eyes and saw that a guy in dark green armor and stepping on a high-tech aircraft scolded Wade angrily: "Scumbag with a hidden head and tail, I want to send you to prison, where is suitable for a masked pervert like you." ”

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