Marvel's Descendants Of Gods And Demons

When the sun sets from the sky, night covers the entire town of Bulu.

Jones, a ragged homeless man, wandered aimlessly on the streets. Because it was almost evening, the entire street was almost deserted.

When passing by every trash can, Jones would stop and rummage through the trash cans, hoping to get some filling food from the trash cans.

In a small town near the international metropolis of New York, there are countless homeless people like him. Behind the glamor of a modern city, there are always many people who have been eliminated and abandoned by the times.

They are homeless people who cannot keep up with the times and are unwilling to do hard labor. So I can only go around begging every day, or looking for something that can be used among people's unwanted garbage.

When they need a rest, abandoned subway stations, parks, and sewers are natural refuges for homeless people. They are tenacious mice that can survive in any harsh environment.

"Damn it! Still nothing!"

Maybe it was because Jones was unlucky today. He searched more than ten trash cans in a row, but he couldn't find anything that could fill his stomach, not even a crumb of bread.

"If 03 stays like this, I will starve to death sooner or later!"

Jones complained, covering his stomach that kept ringing and protesting due to hunger, and walked towards the next trash can.

"Brother, don't you want to have a big meal?"

Under the dim street lights, a young man in black clothes with a hood covering his face suddenly grabbed Jones who was walking next to him and said in a sympathetic tone, "I can see that your situation is very bad, you are very of hunger.”

"That's right, I'm almost starving and have no energy left. Are you willing to give me some food?" Jones had a smile on his face and was secretly happy in his heart.

It seemed that he was not unlucky today, but rather lucky.

He had met such kind-hearted people before, and each time they treated him to a large meal of delicious food.

In Jones' view, those people are as easy to deceive as fools. He only needs to pretend to be pitiful during the meal and tell some sad stories he made up, and he can still get a considerable sum of money after the meal.

I can live happily for a while again!

Thinking of this, Jones' smile became even brighter.

"Definitely, come with me, and I will give you a good meal." The young man in black took the lead and walked away, making a follow-up gesture to Jones, "I have often been in situations like yours before. So I understand how terrible hunger is.

When Jones saw that the young man in black was taking him somewhere else, he became a little hesitated. He had heard that there were always reports of homeless people missing recently.

Could the young man in black in front of me be one of those people who specializes in targeting homeless people?

"What’s wrong with you?"

Seeing Jones standing there without making any move, the young man in black turned back to Jones and asked doubtfully, "Aren't you going to follow me?"

"Where are we going?" Jones looked rather confused, with a hint of vigilance in his tone. He wanted to enjoy a big meal, but he was also afraid that he would disappear and have his corneas and organs removed by unscrupulous gangsters.

"You are really weird." The young man in black looked a little angry and said angrily, "This is definitely a place to eat. Do I have to bring food with me at all times when I go out?"

"Okay, I'm sorry that I overthought it." There was a battle between heaven and man in Jones' mind for a moment, but hunger finally defeated his reason.

Although the young man in black seemed to have many unreasonable things, he still chose to lift his feet and kept up with the pace of the young man in black.

After walking with Jones for more than ten minutes, the young man in black suddenly turned into a dark alley without street lights without saying a word.

Jones, who was following the young man in black, hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and walked into the alley.

"Where are we going?" Jones shouted at the young man in black walking in front of him. His heart was beating wildly, and he wanted to turn around and leave, but he was reluctant to take this opportunity.

You must know that he has been a homeless man for almost ten years, and he has met a total of four or five such generous people who are willing to provide him with a lot of food.

It took less than ten seconds for Jones to finish asking the question.

"I'll take you here for a banquet." The young man in black suddenly stopped in front of an old bungalow, turned around and smiled strangely at Jones, "I guarantee you will have endless delicacies from all over the world. It allows you to keep eating until you are full."

Jones swallowed, nodded heavily, and followed the young man in black into the brightly lit old bungalow.

As soon as he entered the old bungalow, Jones was stunned by the sight in front of him.

In the spacious hall on the first floor of the bungalow, four or five crystal chandeliers hung on the roof emitted bright light, making the entire hall as bright as day.

The tiles on the walls of the hall are as bright as mirrors. There are famous paintings hanging on it, and each frame is inlaid with a circle of shining diamonds. Even Jones, who doesn't understand paintings, can clearly feel how valuable those famous paintings are.

On the marble-paved floor, there are rows of long metal tables that look like they are made of gold and are extremely exquisite and luxurious in workmanship.

On these long metal tables, there are delicious dishes that are constantly emitting a strong aroma. Dozens of homeless people like Jones, dressed in shabby clothes, were devouring food in front of the long table.

"My God, this must be heaven!"

Jones never dreamed that the interior of this old bungalow, which looked unimpressive on the outside, would be as luxurious as a single apartment!

"You can join them now and enjoy the delicious food." The young man in black took off his hood, revealing a pale face, and said to Jones with a smile.

After hearing the instructions from 037 Black and Tsing Yi, Jones rushed towards the metal bench without saying a word!

The aura was like that of a wolfdog with eyes red from hunger.

"Boll, you can always bring new blood food." A tall and thin man, also wearing black clothes, walked up to the young man in black, Bol, and said in a playful tone. I couldn't wait any longer. Woolen cloth. "

"Don't be anxious, wait for them to eat first." Boll looked at Jones's back coldly, the smile on his face gradually turned into a grin, and it's our turn to eat!"

"That's right, after eating enough blood food." The tall and thin man narrowed his eyes, looking like he was enjoying it very much. "Their blood is more delicious."

Something similar to Tramp Jones's experience is happening in another corner of Blue Town.

"Brother, do you want to have a good meal?" A man in black clothes grabbed a big boy with extremely weird and wrinkled clothes.

"What's the matter?" the big boy asked slightly stunned. He was thinking about the poor quality of the clothes just now, and did not hear clearly what the man in black clothes in front of him said.

"I was just like you." The man in black glanced at the metal glove on the big boy's right hand, with a look of sympathy on his face, and said in an extremely professional manner, "I can tell you The situation is very bad, you may need some food."