Marvel: Start with Hydra

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Mutants are also part of Marvel, but the one where Clark was before... There is no mutant race in the Marvel universe.

Clark didn't know exactly why.

But right now this world is a pure mutant universe.

Nothing S.H.I.E.L.D. here.

. . . . .

. . . . , and no Avengers either.

There was no one named Steve during World War II.

Rogers hero.

Here, only mutants and ordinary people! "It's a good place to brush damage points."

Clark immediately realized the greatest usefulness of the world to him.

That is - brush points!The only problem now is. .Does the system recognize that this world is destroying here, and will there be points to get it? Clark felt that he had to give it a try first.

Just as I was thinking, there was a sudden sound of footsteps at the entrance of the alley ahead, and it sounded as if many people were running towards this side.

Clark looked up.

I saw two people, a man and a woman, holding hands and running into this alley. Behind the two, there were a group of people chasing them. These people were holding all kinds of weapons. Great, some with brooms too.

Obviously just a bunch of ordinary people.

At this time, the female of the pair of men and women running in front suddenly stumbled and fell directly to the ground.

"Borkin, don't leave me!"

The woman who fell down shouted at the man, her face begging to be touched.

But the man looked at the group of people behind him with a panicked expression... who were already catching up, he ignored the woman's call for help on the ground, and ran towards the depths of the alley without turning his head.

"Borkin!!!"

The woman shouted loudly, struggling to get up.

But she obviously sprained her foot just now, not to mention running at this time, even walking is difficult.

"Monster, die for me!"

A man with a baseball bat ran in front, and he picked up the baseball bat. . .He slammed a stick on the woman's back.

The woman fell to the ground in pain.

She looked at the group of people behind her in horror, and kept begging: "No! I haven't done anything bad! Please let me go!"

In the face of the woman's pleading, a fat white woman with a broom slapped the woman's face with a broom, and said viciously: "Fart! You monsters are born... devils, and Satan sowed them in the world. Evil Seed!"

The fat white woman cursed and spat at the woman.

The broom just now also knocked off the woman's hat, revealing the end under the hat. . .Hair like a snake.

Among the group of people around, many people showed expressions of horror.

"And he said he wasn't a monster!"

The fat white woman slammed the broom on the woman's head again, and she shouted loudly, "Don't be afraid, there are many of us, and we will kill this monster together!"

Someone loudly echoed: "Yes, kill her! Monsters shouldn't be alive!"

The people whose emotions were mobilized seemed to have overcome the sense of terror in their hearts, swearing and waving the weapons in their hands, punching and kicking the woman on the ground.

"No! I'm not a monster!"

"Don't fight! Don't fight!!"

"I didn't do anything bad!!!"

The woman who was beaten was still there at first: defending, but gradually her voice became quieter, until finally she was completely silent.

Played for a while. . .The crowd stopped moving when they saw the woman.

Stopped one by one.

"Did we beat her to death?"

Someone said in a panicked voice.

"What are you afraid of, she's a monster! We kill her, that's a good deed!"

someone said loudly.

Many people joined in.

At this moment, someone in the crowd said, "By the way, aren't there two monsters? The other one?"

"I saw another monster running into the alley, should we catch up?"

"Will it be dangerous?"

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Chapter [-]: Since there is resentment, why bear it?

Some are eager to try, but others are afraid of danger.

After all, these people are monsters!At this time, a figure suddenly came from the depths of the alley, and it seemed to be dragging something in his hand.

"Are you looking for him?"

Bang!The shadow that was being dragged was thrown over.

Only then did they discover that it was a person! "It's the monster that ran away!"

Someone pointed at the man on the ground and shouted.

"He seems to be dead."

Another said.

The man on the ground had his neck bent in a very abnormal posture, his eyes rolled white, and there was a look of horror on his face before he died.

Clearly looking dead! "You killed this monster"

Someone looked at the figure in the dark.

"Monster?"

The figure in the dark seemed to be mocking.

This made these people frown.

That... white fat woman said directly: "What are you laughing at, are they not monsters or are they saying... you are also a monster!"

Hearing this, many people immediately showed vigilance and disgust.

At this moment, the figure in the alley came out from the darkness.

It's Clark!He first glanced at the woman on the ground, and then at the group of people in front of him.

"You Hate Mutants"

he asked.

"Monsters should die!"

someone shouted.

"There shouldn't be such a monster in this world!"

Everyone looked angry.

"Then...they hurt you"

After hearing this, the excited people were stunned for a while, and then someone said, "We are doing this for the good of this country, these monsters are the cancer of this country!"

When the others heard it, they immediately agreed.

As if to find a reason for his atrocities.

Clark shook his head amusingly.

"You are so sad."

He said, "It is obviously just violence, but I have to find a real reason for myself. I am different. I never find such a reason."

They still didn't understand what Clark meant by that.

But the next moment. . . . . .A piece of crimson was after the extremely brief screams that trapped them.

There was only a stump and a broken arm, and the survivor who Clark deliberately stayed behind fell to the ground with a look of horror. In an instant, a stench spread from her pants.

With a look of disgust in Clark's eyes, he walked to the woman lying on the ground.

"Aren't you up yet?"

He said, "I know you're not dead."

The woman's body trembled slightly.

Then struggled to get up.

"You...you're a mutant too"

There are several wounds on her face, and her dirty look, coupled with the long snake-shaped hair on that end, looks very scary.

But Clark did. . . . .Not frightened.

He just looked at this woman curiously, especially her long snake-shaped hair.

"You shouldn't be called Medusa, right?"

Clark asked.

The woman froze for a moment, then shook her head.