Chapter 448: One Night in New York (2)

The summer night breeze gently blew through the Hell's Kitchen neighborhood and invaded every room. **New York at night is like a dazzling pearl on the land of America, radiating the light of civilization.

Since the Rank Hero Registration Act came into effect in the United States, the number of Ability Crimes has been reduced to a minimum. After Iron Man took charge of the reorganized Aegis Bureau, both the level of heroes and the level of criminals were severely hit.

A large number of registered heroes registered with the government roam the streets, tasked with cracking down on these capable criminals. But this does not mean that in this deep and dark metropolis, there is no other ugliness.

Countless criminals with no level abilities cheered in the night, and without the meddling of street heroes like Spider-Man, they could set up their own crime to their heart's content.

These criminals may be petty thieves, but they are most relevant to the lives of ordinary people. Criminals like sandmen and vultures may choose to rob banks, but they will never rob ordinary old and weak women and children.

But those ruffians and hooligans in Hell's Kitchen don't care about these things, for them they don't have the ability to rob banks, so they have to bully the weak.

No serious person would be on the streets of Hell's Kitchen at night, and when night falls, it's the stage where all the members of New York's underground society gather to party. In the distance, the occasional NYPD patrol car sped by, but before it could get close to Hell's Kitchen, it turned around and left the place.

Sin was like a troll shadow that hung over the entire neighborhood, and almost all of the conformist residents were now asleep at home with their doors and windows closed.

The things that have come into being these days. Nothing seems to have changed about the policing of Hell's Kitchen. If you really want to talk about it. But after leaving Daredevil's protection. The crime has become even more unscrupulous.

At night, Ymir sat on the balcony of one of Hell's Kitchen's apartments, watching three or five sneaky figures haunt the corners of Hell's Kitchen with gloomy eyes. He was reborn in this world, his first residence was in this Hell's Kitchen block, and after gaining the ability to be a ghost, he used to haunt the streets like a hero of any other level.

So, for every nook and cranny of this place, Ymir is very clear. Even. His eyes could see that the sneaky figures, with the large bags of money in their hands, fled into some dark alley with a shout.

Dr. Otto appeared behind Ymir and watched in amazement as a group of foreign tourists were knocked out of the head with baseball bats by the alleyway hooligans.

Despite his experience of criminal sprees, Dr. Otto would not have been seen on such streets and alleys, and had never seen anything like it in his world. He couldn't help but moan under his breath: "God bless New York, does it mean that criminals from all over America have gathered here?" I mean, they're too bold to do that."

I don't know if they didn't see the New York tourist warnings, or if they were deliberately driven to Hell's Kitchen by the black car driver. They were unceremoniously stuffed into the sewers by the side of the road by these little hooligans, and God blessed that they would be able to return to their country alive after waking up.

Ymir's face was expressionless, and he fell into a state of half-thought. The ghostly light in his eyes appeared from time to time: "This is what the old order looks like after it is broken, balance, all for the sake of damn balance." The U.S. government is powerless to care about the ugliness of this place for various reasons, and in the past there were heroes like Daredevil to maintain it, but now it is obvious that everything has changed. ”

Dr. Otto looked at the life in front of him in disbelief, and asked with some puzzlement, "Could it be that Tony. Didn't Stark ever think about these issues? ”

Ymir shook his head repeatedly: "No, Dr. Otto, I think that our big man thinks about those big things related to national security, and he doesn't bother to care about the lives of these ordinary people." It's ridiculous that Iron Man sees himself as the patron saint of the American people, but he never really understands what the people really need. ”

This has something to do with the birth of Iron Man, among the enemies that Iron Man dealt with, there were highly intelligent terrorists and rich arms dealers. There are capable people, mutants, and even alien armies, but there are no street thugs and hooligan ruffians.

By about two o'clock in the morning, the hooligans who were still working diligently and persistently carrying out their criminal plans were already extremely active. What an intoxicating thing it is to freely humiliate the weak and squeeze the last dollar from the hands of those old and weak women and children without the supervision of high-level heroes!

Just as Ymir spoke, a black shadow was jumping between the high-rise buildings in front of him with great speed, with the help of the high-tech equipment on his body, often this black shadow only lightly touched the wall, and his figure had already broken through to Hell's Kitchen for more than a hundred meters.

Two thugs, who were squatting on the roof of an apartment building to share the spoils, filled the area with the looted goods, enjoying the thrill of violent crime and counting the night's gains.

"Harvest well, American Express bank card" The young thug in a denim suit picked up the bank card and imitated the tone of the TV advertisement: "Don't forget to bring this card when you go out"

His American humor earned him a snickerer from his accomplices, who, after putting his bank card in his pocket, continued to rummage through his wallets all over the floor. His accomplice watched with some helplessness as he put a handful of bills into his pocket, and said with a wry smile: "To be honest, man, I don't like it here"

"Why, you have a fear of heights?" The young gangster, who was immersed in the pleasure of a little money, had not yet figured out what his accomplice meant, and the accomplice frowned and said, "I don't know, what happened to Jin Ji scares me." Think about it, he is the most powerful overlord in the underground world, but he was pulled out of his lair by Spider-Man and Daredevil in a silent way and sent to the judgment seat. ”

The thug raised his head from his wallet and said dissatisfiedly: "Enough, the world is different now, thanks to Iron Man, he has incorporated all the level heroes." He waved his hand and emphasized, "There is no Spider-Man, and there is no Spider-Man." Now, in the future, there will be no more level heroes. Man, enjoy our happy time, just those New York police officers who get paid and mess around won't catch us for a hundred years! (To be continued!)

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