Marvel: I Have Severe Mental Disorder

"Fuck!"

The bald head looked at the intact Xiao Zizai with a shocked expression, scolded and roared, raised the RPG in his hand, and pulled the trigger again.

The black brothers around him also raised their AK47s and shot at Xiao Zizai frantically!

"boom!"

"Da da da!"

The 66mm shells fired from the RPG and the 7.62mm bullets fired frantically from the AK47 hit Xiao Zizai like a metal storm.

In the alley, a violent fire broke out, and the smell of gunpowder was choking.

Xiao Zizai looked at the gorgeous fireworks in front of him and smiled, the red light in his eyes getting brighter and brighter.

He turned his body to one side, then slowly stretched out his right hand, pushed it forward lightly, and said in a low voice, "Great mercy and compassion!"

"boom!"

A huge golden palm print flew forward.

The 66mm shells and the sky-filled 7.62mm bullets were all smashed into pieces!

Xiao Zizai dodged and came to the face of the bald head in an instant, stretched out two fingers to clamp the bald head's throat, and said with a smile: "Donor, the poor monk will send you to hell."

"Crack!"

The neck of the bald head was directly pinched by Xiao Zizai, and with a sound of "Kuilu", his head rolled to the ground like a watermelon, and his eyes were full of shock and fear.

Xiao Zizai turned his head to the side, looked at the black boys with beards, grinned, and said, "Oh, I almost forgot, and you!"

Seeing this extremely bloody and cruel scene, the black brothers who were surrounding them threw down their AK and turned around and ran away!

horrible!

This person is not human!

He is the devil! It's Satan in hell!

terrible!

Oh God come and save me!

Xiao Zizai shook his head, his eyes were scarlet, he stretched out his hands towards the black people who were running away, and quickly hit him forward, with a very happy smile on his face!

"Boom! Boom! Boom..."

One after another huge golden palm prints flew forward quickly.

Five minutes later, Xiao Zizai stopped his hand, the scarlet color in his eyes dissipated, and he regained consciousness. Looking at the scene in front of him, he reached out and patted his face fiercely, and said very reproachfully, "I can't hold back! Still can't hold back!"

The alley was full of flesh and blood, and there was not even the slightest corpse. It was all shredded flesh, with fresh blood all over the place, like a crimson river with broken bones floating on the river.

Among the broken bones were several sculptures of black human heads with wide eyes and fear written on their faces.

"what!"

Jane Foster looked at the hell-like picture in front of her and let out a piercing scream!

Her face was pale, her heart was beating wildly, and there was a paralysis of water under her body, and she was scared to pee.

When Xiao Zizai heard the cry, he turned his head suddenly, his eyes were scarlet, and he slowly walked in front of Jane Foster.

Then he squatted down, smiled, and asked, "Miss, are you alright?"

Jane Foster first nodded, then shook her head fiercely, with a lot of tears in her eyes, and said with great fear: "Mr. Satan, can you let me go? I'm only twenty-four years old. I'm still young, I don't want to go to hell, and I didn't do anything bad!"

"Mr. Satan, my name is Jane Foster. I'm really a good man, and a good man shouldn't go to hell, right?"

"Mr. Satan, I know you can't deal with God and his old man, but look at me, I can't do anything, and I can't help you if I go to hell!"

"Mr. Satan, can you spare me?"

When Xiao Zizai heard the words, he was stunned for a moment, then heaved a long sigh, pushed his glasses, smiled, and said in a very gentle tone: "If most normal states are called normal states, I,

is a pervert. "

"In order to survive, people will kill, but I just fell in love with it. Killing, killing other people is not good, only people."

"This is a disease, and I have no cure."

"I'm not Satan, just a sick man."

Jane Foster's face turned even paler and more tears flowed after hearing this. She twitched her nose lightly and asked with a weeping voice, "So, Mr. Satan, are you still going to kill me?"

"When you kill me, can you be kinder, I don't want to become a pile of minced meat..."

Xiao Zizai smiled and said, "I'm full and I don't need to eat any more. Although they are hard to eat, and I am a patient, I am also a good person."

Jane Foster blinked and asked shiveringly, "So, Mr. Satan, are you going to let me go?"

Xiao Zizai nodded and smiled: "Miss, it's time for you to go home, I'm going to find the next dessert. Remember next time, don't appear in Hell's Kitchen at night. This place is very dangerous for you!"

After that, Xiao Zizai stood up slowly, twisted his neck, and prepared to eat dessert.

Jane Foster stretched out her hand and grabbed Xiao Zizai's clothes, with a stiff smile on her face, and begged: "Mr. Satan, can you please take me home? You also said that the night in Hell's Kitchen is very difficult. Danger."

"Mr. Satan, please! Those people are really scary!"

"If you leave, I'm afraid..."

Hearing this, Xiao Zizai nodded and said with a smile, "Good! Saving one life is better than building a seven-level Buddha. The Lotus Sutra says: spread all lamps with one lamp, and eventually all lamps will be bright."

Jane Foster was very happy to hear Xiao Zizi's words. Although she didn't know what this Mr. Satan said, her fate was saved tonight.

With Mr. Satan, all those demons will go back to hell!

Xiao Zizai smiled, the World Honored One's method, leading the world to be kind, saving one's life today can be considered as accumulating merit.

He stretched out an arm and smiled gently: "Miss Jane, there is too much blood on the ground, don't get on your body, please hold my arm."

Jane Foster nodded, carefully hugged Xiao Zizai's waist, and said, "Mr. Satan, I live in Central Park on Fifth Avenue in Manhattan."

Xiao Zizai hugged Jane Foster's waist and asked while flying over the eaves and walls, "Oh? Then why did you come to Hell's Kitchen, it's a long way from your home!"

Jane Foster felt the strong wind blowing on her face and the fading scene, her heart was pounding, it was really exciting, she took two deep breaths, calmed down, and smiled: "There is a new A colleague who came to live in Hell's Kitchen was sick and I went to visit her at night when I got off work."

"I plan to stay for one night and leave in the morning, but I just received a temporary notice from the laboratory that a very well-known senior will come tomorrow, so I have to sort out those difficult questions and ask him for advice."

"Then what happened just now!"

Xiao Zizai nodded, sighed deeply, and said blankly, "Miss Jane, remember not to appear in Hell's Kitchen at night next time."

"The World-Honored One has said: The world is impermanent, the country is in danger and fragile, the four great emptiness are suffering, the five yin have no self-birth, death and variation, hypocrisy and no master, the mind is the source of evil, and the form is the scapegoat of sin."

After hearing this, Jane Foster frowned, looked at Xiao Zizai's profile, and suddenly asked, "Mr. Satan, you must be in pain! When you kill people, you won't be happy at all!"

Xiao Zizai shook his head without saying a word.

Am I in pain?

well enough!

At least better than Mr. Doctor.

Much better than Mr. Clown.

I have faith in my heart and the glory of the World Honored One, but I am just a somewhat ordinary patient.

They are sicker!