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These guys took drugs.

The girl, still wearing the clothes of a supermarket salesperson, had just returned home from a long day's work when she was targeted by the group of addicts.

She was struggling, and the man slapped her hard, then pressed her against the trash can, grabbed a handful of dirty trash and stuffed her mouth to keep her from screaming.

Another man took out a switchblade knife, and amidst the laughter of his companions, he cut open the girl's jeans and tore them open, revealing her fair buttocks...

Dio was even hungrier.

Maybe it was because of the cold, or maybe it was because of fear, the girl was trembling uncontrollably, which made the men even more excited. One of the strongest guys pushed his partner away and tore off the girl's panties.

He leaned over and was about to enjoy it...

His head fell off.

"Dropped??" Zhang Ming interrupted Dior's narration.

Dio rolled his eyes, not wanting to answer the question.

"Don't you feel very relieved for a rapist?"

"Are you still listening?"

Zhang Ming made a please gesture, indicating that he would obediently shut up next time.

"Being dazzled by my appetite, I killed those four bastards on the spot. While sucking their blood, I looked at the girl who was almost stripped. I thought about sending her home when I was full. , and as soon as I said a word, she fainted from fright."

The girl's blood is definitely more tempting than a few men taking drugs. Dior tried his best to resist the urge to take a bite, and sent the fainted girl to the gate of the police station. After she was discovered by the police, he left with peace of mind. .

From that day on, Dior felt that he had found his direction in life.

His parents were killed by bad guys, and his current power is like the responsibility and mission God gave him.

Following the example of Zhang Ming and Captain America, Dior designed a uniform for himself. He continued to practice fighting skills in the castle during the day, and at night he changed into a uniform and came to London to fight criminals.

"All right, London Batman."

"Not a superhero." Dio shook his head and said, "My goal is to be the savior of the wicked."

"Savior?"

"Yes, since God has given me this power, I will use this power to save kind people and help wicked people wash away their sins."

The way Dior helps others wash away their sins is simple:

Send them to hell early so as not to cause more crimes, so that they can go to heaven earlier.

How simple.

"It was during this process that I met that mage for the first time."

That night, Dior patrolled as usual. Because of his unremitting efforts during this period, various horror stories spread in London. There were fewer pedestrians at night, and some malicious guys would weigh it before they took out their knives. It's really because of a little money, is it worth putting your life on it?

Although it is because of fear, the tranquility of the city is always a good thing.

As soon as Dior came up with this idea, he smelled the smell of blood soaring into the sky.

When he rushed over, there were a total of seventy-nine corpses lying on the ground. They were wearing similar uniforms, and they could be seen as members of an organization.

In the pool of blood, a small book floated up, and Dio picked it up, with the logo of S.H.I.E.L.D. on it.

They are all S.H.I.E.L.D. agents!

The tragedy at the scene cannot be described in any language. There are human remains everywhere. What is even more incredible is that judging from the wounds, most of these people died of killing each other.

Dio smelled blood.

Different blood, under his unimaginable sense of smell, turned into lines, and one line was moving into the distance and slowly fading away.

The person who left was either a survivor or the murderer.

Dio immediately chased after him.

After crossing three streets, he caught up with each other.

It was a tall and thin figure from the back, the whole body was covered in a black robe, only a pair of eyes were exposed.

When he saw those eyes, Dio knew that the other party was the murderer.

In order to gain stronger power, Dio practiced terrifying expressions in front of the mirror again and again, and his practice results, compared with the owner of those eyes, are pure like a little angel.

Dior immediately launched an attack.

But in the next second, he lost control of his body.

Then, the opponent raised his wand, and a sub-yellow magic bullet hit Dio, piercing his chest.

"He thought I was dead, but the vitality of the vampire kept me alive. I climbed to the blood bank of the hospital and recovered with a lot of blood. This was the first time I fought. To be precise, I was beaten unilaterally After recovering, I looked for his traces, I can't let this kind of person in London. But he seemed to disappear until the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. reappeared."

"You mean, his target is only S.H.I.E.L.D.?"

"That's right." Dio said, "so I also started looking for people from S.H.I.E.L.D. After exchanging information, I didn't expect the mage to come here too. Then..."

He pointed to the screen on the phone.

"It's what you see."

"Where's Natasha?"