The Unrighteous God In Marvel

In the silent night.

Amidst a piece of rock, a stone suddenly "broken" and a big hole was opened.

From the inside came out an adult wearing a full-covering mask and wearing a matte metallic silver and black color mixture.

There was almost no sound between his footsteps. He stepped on fragmentary stones and walked flat on the ground. After carefully observing his surroundings, he sat directly on the ground.

...

This suspicious character who popped out of the "stone" had naturally escaped by plane: imitating the master.

As for why he, who had already escaped, came out of the stone at this point in time, it was naturally because of his extreme caution and deliberate "trap".

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Originally, the imitation master was just an ordinary SHIELD field agent. In a failed mission, he was shot to death. In order to continue his life, his superiors injected him with a replica of the super soldier serum that had not yet been fully successful.

The imitation master did not get the strength and vitality of the US team, nor did he get the super life span of Ferry, but he got super muscle control ability and **** reflex speed.

As a result, a new generation of imitators was released.

Since there was no obvious change, the ability to imitate the master was not discovered by his superiors and colleagues.

However, the master of imitation at this time already knew in his heart that as long as he was still in SHIELD for one day, his ability would definitely be exposed sooner or later.

The imitating master at that time was tired of doing tasks every day. He was born and died, but he never made any money and had no room for improvement.

As a result, he created a plan to escape from suspended animation, successfully escaped from the SHIELD system and acquired a new identity.

However, just as he was proud of his plan, Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D., discovered something wrong with his death.

S.H.I.E.L.D. determined that the serum he had injected worked, and that he did not die.

After that, S.H.I.E.L.D. launched a hunt for him for several years.

This is also one of the reasons for the formation of such a cautious side of the imitating master's character.

The original paper documents of S.H.I.E.L.D. that Leon saw in the database before existed for this reason.

In addition to the hunt by S.H.I.E.L.D., imitation masters are always unavoidable to offend many powerful figures due to their own abilities.

Maybe he can lie to everyone, but to pretend to be someone else’s ability to do things, he can’t always lie to the original owner.

As the imitation master lived longer and longer, he did more and more pretending to be the original owner. Gradually, many powerful people have learned that in the world, there is a way to imitate the ability of others, and it can be fake. The existence of such a number one person.

It’s just that, although they know there has always been such a person, he has protected himself too well, and no one has seen his true face, so no one knows whether this person is a man or a woman, or whether he is young or old. , In the end, he could only be nicknamed, and called him by the name of imitating the master.

As for this, I was tired of my past masters of imitation, and gladly accepted my real name.

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The master of imitation has the need to collect information about other enemies. After acquiring the ability to imitate others, this has become his habit, or obsessive-compulsive disorder is more suitable.

The imitation masters who have been in major cities across the country for many years will naturally not let go of the Big Apple City where many heroes gather.

That's it, it's not a coincidence, it's more like a destiny. When he was "collecting the wind" on the roof of a bell tower, he saw someone going out in the middle of the night to perform an operation...

Lyon.

Of course, Leon was not a night watchman at that time.

At that time, Lyon was just a young man who could only bully and bully ordinary characters. The imitation master just habitually recorded some of Lyon's abilities and some habitual behaviors.

After waiting for more than a year, when the master of imitation came to the Big Apple again, Lyon at this time had grown to a point where he could hardly believe it!

Whether it is a variety of weird, new tricks and various abilities every day, or Leon's super physical quality that is clearly beyond ordinary people, and can't even be regarded as a human, it makes the imitation master look very greedy.

Then, of course, the imitator took Lyon as a key target.

But……

The more you understand Lyon, the more doubts and incomprehensions imitate the master's heart.

The more you try to dig out his super secrets, the more desperate the imitator becomes.

This Lyon...

In addition to flying around every day to make trouble for others, other life that can be seen...

There is nothing but eating and drinking! !

Eat! Eat! Drink and drink!

Eat! Eat! Drink and drink!

It's nothing special. I heard that some people can increase their abilities every day just by eating and drinking!

But……

But he really has nothing special!

Since Lyon's travels are completely irregular, and his flying speed is amazing, the imitator feels that he may have missed some key information from it.

But after following Lyon for a month, the master imitator gave up thinking completely.

There is no trace of training, no blood awakening, no guidance from a famous teacher, and no such adventure, he has not even beaten a strengthened serum!

Could it be...

After a lot of eating and drinking...

Ok……

The imitation master followed Lyon's rhythm and tried it for a week.

After spending 120,000 in hospital fees, the imitator gave up.

So he sealed up all the detailed information about Lyon and forced himself not to think about Lyon anymore.

I thought that this little episode of failure in life would gradually become a trivial little fragment that faded in my memory over time.

But the master of imitation did not expect that one day, he would be counter-tracked by the guy who was tracking him!

Also found one of his lairs all the way!

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"It's not that you don't report, the time has not come..."

Imitating the master spit out a Chinese sentence.

Then, he shook his mouth one by one.

Learning Chinese was also learned by hard work in order to find out the secrets of Lyon.

Originally, the master of imitation thought that Lyon's secret might be related to his being an Oriental.

But the result...

It turns out that those Chinese spoken by Lyon every day...

It's all special curses...

"Making sin......!"

Leaning on his knees, imitating the master stood up, looked back at the old nest he had worked so hard to make, bit by bit, and his heart was dripping blood.

The fact that Leon will become a wasp, the master of imitation doesn't know, he only knows that Leon can become a cat and a tortoise.

The imitation master at this time is still regretting why he didn't make the vent smaller.

At least, it should be smaller than the tortoise.

...

Knocking on his helmet, imitating the master began to habitually analyze the enemy's ability and level.

Obviously, although he hadn't played against Leon just now, that guy definitely got stronger again at a speeding speed.

The imitation master couldn't figure out why he was still out there for the first few days and even almost stood on the opposite side of the entire human society. Lyon would have such a leisurely mind to come here to find himself.

As he continued to tap his helmet, the imitation master couldn't help getting upset.

Fight, he should not be able to beat Lyon. He knew this very well in his heart. Otherwise, I wouldn't have run away so decisively just now, and decided to buy time for myself by blowing up my lair.

He turned his head and glanced at the secret road he had built specially.

The plane was probably overtaken by Leon and fell into the sea. He should be safe now.

That……

escape?

But where do you want to escape?

Being blocked in his own home, this made the suspicious master mimicry dare not fully rest assured of his other strongholds.

Just stay here, don't leave?

Isn’t there a saying in the East that says: The most dangerous place is the safest place.

Right now, this place has just been "searched", and Leon has been led away by the plane that confuses the enemy. If he stays here, he should be safe.

The imitation master didn't want to be caught by Leon. He followed Leon for so long, and he had seen several scenes in which Leon had friendly exchanges with his enemies.

That's...

The master of imitation didn't learn any abilities from Lyon, but the methods of torture were a lot richer.

Those things, he didn't want to be used on his own body at all.

...

"Okay! That's it!"

The imitation master clapped his hands and said to himself: "First hide here for two days, then go abroad, hide for two years, and then come back with another identity!"

Leon is always doing things from the east to the west, and sometimes when the whole disappears from the earth for more than a month, it is not uncommon.

Two years, enough time for Leon to forget him.

Thinking of this, the master imitator completely gave up the idea of ​​returning to his other strongholds.

The secret road is at risk of collapsing at any time, and of course it is impossible to stay inside.

Moreover, this time the door was blocked, it happened too suddenly, except for putting on your own equipment, taking the emergency backpack that had been prepared in the safe for a long time, the imitating master couldn't bring out anything from it.

The most urgent thing is to find a place to hide as an ordinary person for a period of time.

It just so happens that there is a small river nearby. First go to the small river to take a bath, then use your hidden boat to go down the river, change into ordinary people's clothes when you are about to reach the city, and enter the city!

Like a drop of water falling on the sea, like a forest hidden in dead leaves!

Perfect!

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I discerned the direction and imitated the master, heading towards the direction of Xiaohe under the glow of the setting sun.

On the way, the master imitator was still thinking about Lyon's affairs involuntarily.

How strong is he now?

It would be great if the fire could burn him to death.

If I knew there would be today, I should double the number of bombs...

No! Multiply ten!

Just blow up this inhuman monster!

Speaking of explosions, is there such a possibility: the explosion just now killed Leon, and now I am completely scaring myself?

"Heh...what am I thinking about. Leon, that guy can eat bombs as snacks.

Want to blow him up... it's better to use food to kill him, and it's reliable to kill him with drunkenness. "

"Um... if you think so, I have no objection."

The heart stops. The body is stiff. Pupils earthquake.

The imitation master kept the move of stepping out, and the whole person froze in place.

Like a rusty robot, it turned its neck with a tremor. Through his data analysis helmet, the master imitator saw a fisherman sitting by the water with a metal fishing rod in his hand...

"...Lyon Collins...!"

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"Yo! How are you!"

He waved his hand and said hello, Leon said with a smile: "I was blown away by you a long time ago, and I happened to fall near here. My clothes are dirty. I just want to clean up, which of my clones, you know. They. Go chasing your plane.

Ha ha... I thought they lied to me, it turns out that you are really not on the plane.

That... I have a ruthless please, I don't know...

Eh! What are you running! ! "

Really!

Leon lifted his fishing rod, iron wire and iron hook, and a bottle of wine hanging from it.

"I just want to ask if there is any bait in the bag you are carrying...

Shouldn't anglers help each other? I won't take you to a nest...

What are you doing so fast? "

Carrying the fishing rod, Leon stood up, and a dozen clones "walked" out of his "shadow".

"Go and stop him coming back."

The clones disappeared in all directions. Leon carried his fishing rod on his shoulders, and leaped forward slowly.

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Special code, special code, special code! ! !

How could I be so unlucky!

Damn, damn, damn! !

The imitating master ran all the way, with thousands of horses galloping in his heart.

Why don't I stay in the secret path for a few more hours!

Why should I go this way!

Why do I……

Now how to do? !

I don't know... I don't know...

The imitation master was completely flustered, and what he thought of was not how to escape, how to make a fool of himself, it was all the scenes of the cordial exchange between Lyon and the social group selling washing powder.

Black, red, screaming, kneeling and begging for mercy...

They all died in the end.

"I can't die!"

The imitator jumped over a gap, and after landing and rolling, before he got up, a pair of shoes appeared in front of him.

"Changshan Zhao Zilong, wait a lot...

You really listened to me to finish reading the lines! Rude! "

Turn around and run!

Imitate the master to switch directions all the way, create all kinds of false clues, and even have the idea of ​​hiding in the marmot cave.

Finally found a big tree, just climbed up, there is a pair of shoes on the branches of the tree.

run!

On the other tree, two "Leons" stood opposite each other.

The barefoot one said: "Give me the money."

The shoe wearer said, "Next time. Next time."

...

Lyon is everywhere, everywhere!

The imitation master was desperate, and he felt that his lungs were about to explode.

Leaning on a big tree, the panting Master Imitation slowly slid to the ground and sat down dejectedly.

Not far away, a familiar voice came.

Someone is singing and it's out of tune.

The sound gradually approached, and Leon wandered out behind a tree with a fishing rod on his back.

"Yeah, waiting for me."

The imitation master sighed, supported his elbows on the ground, and slowly climbed up.

"...How about you, you can't kill me."

Leon was taken aback.

"Your request is a bit too much~www.readwn.com~ But... it's not impossible to negotiate."

Snapped. Snapped his fingers.

Leon said, "If you can kill me, I won't kill you."

For an instant, the master imitator seemed to be drawn to his spine, and his whole body trembled.

"...I'm so stupid, really. I'm so stupid...to negotiate terms with you...

It's... so silly. "

This sentence is in Chinese.

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