How did I become a villain

"What the hell are you doing?"

As soon as Schneider finished speaking, the door behind the front desk on the first floor was slammed open. A fat and strong middle-aged man who was two meters high and over fifty years old was holding a Winchester 1897 Inside came out.

He was so big that the shotgun looked like a smaller toy in his hand.

Seeing the chaos in his house, he yelled louder than Schneider's voice on the spot: "Damn the gang of mangy dogs, damn outsiders! I told you not to cause trouble for me. Let's see what you do to my house!" What happened!"

Schneider, who didn't understand what happened at all, looked at the two companions, and he was the most innocent here.But things have happened, and he can't stay out of it.

Although it is not clear what happened, it is obvious that the three dead gangsters provoked them first.

"It's not our fault. You didn't say anything when the three of them came in with guns." Luca leaned against the counter.Apart from Hydra, this man who is still in the hyperactivity period is not afraid of ordinary people.

Even if the other party is holding a gun.

"I'm watching a football game indoors, and today is not the time to pay the protection fee." The brawny man argued.Throwing the gun back, he began expertly groping for anything of value on the corpse. "They are not the bastards of the Mangy Dog Gang, they are from the Bull Nose Gang. They like to put nail rings on their faces, and they like to wander to other gangs' sites to collect protection fees."

Stuffing the few US dollar bills he found into his trouser pocket, the shopkeeper motioned for the three of them to come over and carry the corpse.

Just look at this strong man carrying two of them, leading them to throw the three corpses into the alley next to the large garbage can.

"The rest of the cleaners will help us deal with it." After finishing the work, the strong man turned and said to the three of Schneider. "Here, if you are beaten to death, you will most likely end up in the same way. New York is expensive, so don't expect anyone to buy a cemetery for you."

"I see that you are quite skilled in your movements. Are you veterans who have retired from the battlefield?"

The three of Schneider looked at each other without answering.

The strong man didn't care too much, and he said, "Forget it, I'm not interested in your past experience. Anyone who can live in this kind of place didn't come with the American dream. But most of them are just a It's just a low-level person who is as humble as an ant."

"As long as you have money, Fisk Hotel welcomes you, and this is your home."

As soon as the four of them returned to the hotel, they heard the sound of an engine coming from outside. Through the gap in the curtains, they saw two more pickup trucks on the street. There were more than a dozen people gathered around them. hot arms.

"This group of people came really fast. It seems that the mangy dog ​​gang has no time to take care of this place, and it may have been wiped out. But this is also the norm here." serious. "I'm afraid things will not go well today, but this group of outsiders must have never heard of Papa Fisk's murderous name. Since everyone used to be a soldier, I won't talk nonsense. We need to work together to get rid of this Group of offal."

He walked into the room quickly, and came out with three long guns and a pack of bullets on his back. The three of Schneider didn't talk nonsense, they gathered around the shopkeeper, each took a gun and began to reload.

The outsiders saw that there was no movement inside, so they sent a few people to approach carefully, but after all, they were not professionally trained gunmen, and they didn't know who kicked a can on the side of the road, mistaking the tumbling movement for gunshots, Immediately started shooting indiscriminately in the direction of the hotel.

For a while, gunshots erupted in the silent street.

"Now you know what those reinforced steel plates on the wall are used for?" the brawny man laughed.

He could tell that the three of them were definitely veterans who had seen big scenes. There were repeated gunshots outside, and their reloading hands never shook.

Schneider was the first to go to the reinforced window. He raised the Springfield rifle in his hand and put one of the gang members hiding behind the cover in front of him.

Aim, shoot, one-hit kills.

He doesn't even need to use superpowers for this distance.

"Beautiful!" The shopkeeper praised and joined the battle.

The other two took their positions one after another, and the two groups of people fired at each other across their respective bunkers.

The bunker on Schneider's side was solid, and several of them were veterans, so the gun battle suppressed the opponent without any suspense at the beginning.As the attacking side, the gang members of the Niubi Gang don't have any heavy weapons, and they can't do any harm to the opponent at all. In addition, as the gang members in the front are killed one by one, the rest of the gang soon fell into panic, and their morale was instantly low. valley bottom.

When the equipment, training and morale are far inferior to the opponent, seeing the people in the house get rid of the companions in the front row and start to focus on the pickup truck, the remaining gang members at this moment don't care about the fallen The companions fought to the death, scrambling to grab the parking space. After paying a few more casualties, they finally successfully started one of the pickup trucks and fled the place in a panic.

He hit the gang member in the back of the car with the last bullet in the magazine, and he fell down with incredible unwillingness.This guy didn't expect that the vehicle had already moved, and he could still be hit.

Except for the driver and co-pilot of this car, most of the gang members who underestimated the enemy stayed here, lying on the street on the way to the hotel.Some have already lost their breath, while others are still moaning in pain.But no one cares about their life and death. After they die, the residents here will raid them and take away all valuable things.In a better situation, the corpse would be taken to be cremated. If the body collector was lazy, he would put it in a sack and throw it into the Hudson River.

"Happy! It's been a long time since I've met such idiots as this group of people. I really hope that this kind of live-action target shooting will happen a few more times!" The owner let out a hearty laugh, and the entire first floor was covered by his rolling thunder. .

To be honest, if he was the only one today, it would be a bit troublesome to deal with this group of people.But he firmly believes that he may be injured, but he will definitely be the final winner.Not only because of the gun in his hand, but also because of the hotel he built like a bunker.

"John Fisk." He offered his right hand to the three of them.

Schneider hesitated for a while, and stretched out his right hand.

"Schneider Fisher."

The other two also reported their names successively.

"Korst Mueller."

"Luca Walter."

"This kind of situation will only be more or less in the future, and you will get used to it." Fisk is in a good mood after making three new "comrades" who have carried guns together. "Three, welcome to Hell's Kitchen. I'm treating you tonight, let's have a drink together."

PS: Dude, who knows the names of Marvel Rikin and his father and his grandfather, is it mentioned in comics or related movies?If not, I will create an original~.

Book 136.2: [-] Fathers and Sons

Because the battle ended before he had time to set foot on the battlefield, John, who was still young at the time, returned to his home in West Midtown, and he inherited the house from his father.During the Great Depression, a large number of unemployed people gathered here.At that time, he saw the opportunity and transformed his house into a hotel to rent out. Although the business was not booming, he did not have to worry about eating and drinking, and he also met many people because of it.

Due to the mixed population here, gun battles often occurred in order to compete for the territory, and gang fires were commonplace. Out of self-preservation, the residents of the block jointly elected him as the leader of the neighborhood, and gradually established a territory of their own.But John knows the truth of shooting the first bird. As an American citizen who does not take drugs or sell drugs, only likes drinking and watching football games on weekdays, and occasionally uses sparrows passing by his roof as a target, and loves life and neighbors, he takes on this responsibility. Responsibility does not arise from a desire for power.

And when a more suitable person appeared, John, who was getting older and only wanted to live a normal life, handed over the power of the leader. As a result of the compromise between the two parties, the building was bought by his father and passed on to John's house. The house becomes a rare neutral zone.

Later, the gang forces on this street changed several times, and every new boss knew about John, but as long as the other party didn't want to seize power, they didn't bother to care about it.In addition, Hell's Kitchen is the main battlefield of the gang war. The gangs occupying here may be replaced by other forces one day. They are too late to be vigilant against foreign enemies. How can they find the discomfort of a neutral zone shopkeeper at the risk of civil strife? .

In this delicate situation, John's position became more and more stable.

Nearly 40 years have passed, and the handsome young man has now grown into the fat and greasy middle-aged man across the table. Now John still lives a comfortable life of drinking wine and watching football games every day, and occasionally collecting rent.If it weren't for the shootout during the day, no one would associate him with the words brave and fearless.

"...So life is really amazing. I can meet three veterans who have actually been on the battlefield here. Your fighting skills and marksmanship are eye-opening." The fat shopkeeper laughed and the fat on his stomach was trembling. "I used to be aggrieved because I couldn't participate in the First World War, but now it seems that I am glad to have escaped the two world wars. Those who can survive are the winners. No matter what country you used to be, what are you doing? Well, I don't care, I don't care. Now put the guns down and sit at a table, then we'll be friends."

After hearing this, Schneider couldn't help but smile slightly on his indifferent face.Even though he was over fifty years old, this man's mentality was as active as ever.

"Cheers to today's meeting!"

The three raised their glasses one after another.

John, who was in high spirits, couldn't help shouting again: "This damn war. Kill the Nazis, cheers!"

The expressions of the three of them were subtle for a while, but they responded one after another.Especially Luca, who was once an SS soldier, echoed the loudest.

It's the Nazis who are going to die, so what's the matter with the three of us?

When the atmosphere was thick, there was the sound of keys turning at the door, and a boy about 15 years old walked in from the outside.The living room was on the way he had to pass, but he didn't seem to see it, and went upstairs on his own.

When he passed behind John, the smell left on his body made him suddenly look serious, and said, "Stop! You're smoking D, aren't you?"

The boy also growled irritably. "Don't meddle in your own business, old man!"

Then John grabbed him by the back collar and easily threw him back to the door.

Seeing this mountain-like man stand up from his seat, his tall body covered most of the lights above his head.With his back to the light, he yelled at his son who was sitting on the ground: "How many times have I said, it's okay to smoke, but don't fucking smoke D marijuana, you are not old enough! You want to be like the group of addicts outside, for a few dollars Are you going to sell your own life?"

"I told you not to mind your own business, old man!" The boy got up angrily and punched John in the stomach, but it was dissolved by the fat.

I only heard John's calm voice above his head: "It seems that D cannabinoid has made your mind confused."

"Nonsense..." Before the boy could speak, he felt dizzy - although he was a little dizzy at first, but now he felt even worse.

His back made intimate contact with the floor, and he couldn't get up.

John knocked his son to the ground with a one-handed wrestling, and then he grabbed the opponent's collar and lifted it up, and said to his dizzy son, "It seems that you have forgotten the education of the previous two days so quickly, I will give you a long memory today!"

He put his arms around his son's waist and lifted it up, just like the posture he used to handle corpses during the day.When he walked to the door of the room, John remembered that there were still guests, and turned to the three of Schneider with a slight drunkenness and said, "Sorry, let's continue drinking when we have a chance, I'll go to educate this motherless boy first." dog thing."

After speaking, he closed the door.

The three of them looked at each other, got up tacitly, tidied up the living room and the table, and went upstairs with their unfinished wine bottles.

"I saw Griffin again during the day." After closing the door, Schneider finally said what he had wanted to say for a long time.I saw him take out three ring-shaped things from his pocket. "She gave it to us, let's take care of ourselves first."

"What is this?" Luca took one curiously, and saw that half of his hand disappeared, and when he reappeared, he was holding a stack of dollar bills. "this……"

"It seems that this is a storage item called 'Nahuan' that is popular on the east coast of the United States." Coster said and took one to play with.With formal immigration procedures, he is the only one who can walk freely outdoors. Of course, he has seen such things sold in shops. He heard from the shop owner that such a small ring can store a drawer, and the price is barely acceptable. I've also thought about buying one.

I didn't expect to get one as soon as I returned to my residence.Looking at this style, it should belong to a higher-end custom product.

In fact, it's not just the east coast, it can be seen in every state in the United States.

Coster also touched a wad of money inside, and the space was much larger than what he had seen. "It's much more expensive than the ones sold on the street."

"This is indeed a 'drawer' that can be carried around. And it doesn't take up much space." Luca also figured out how to use the ring, and he couldn't help but marvel at Griffin who could come up with such a design. "She's a real genius."

Volume 136.3: [-] Hell's Kitchen teeming with villains

Ever since she stood up that night and said she was going to start the Graf Zeppelin, she has been constantly surprising people and refreshing Luca's cognition.

Apart from admiration and admiration, he didn't know what mood to use to describe it.

"But this thing can't hold weapons."

"Can't put weapons?" Luca picked up the pistol on the table and wiped it against the ring, but there was no reaction at all.Picking up the fruit knife again, the same result.He said with some regret: "It's a pity."

Schneider recounted to the two companions what he and Griffin had talked about when they met. "Although she has roughly told me her purpose for doing this, I still can't understand her behavior. But it doesn't matter, as long as it is beneficial to Germany, I have no reason to care about it."

Next year's trip to Europe is equivalent to a journey home. The Hydra organization entrenched in the old continent will definitely find a way to destroy it when they hear the news. They will try to seize the Rubik's Cube.The journey may end up being uneventful, or it may not be smooth sailing in the first place, but Schneider has vowed to do everything possible to protect her.

"Schneider, you just said that she will set up a construction subsidiary under Infinite Energy in the near future, and use the remaining two months to complete the recruitment and organizational structure. I think this is our opportunity. No matter what we can do, we Everyone should join in first," Coster said.He already knew Griffin's intention to hand over the three rings to them. "We are definitely not the only ones who have this kind of thinking. In addition to joining this construction company, we have to prevent other people with ulterior motives from making a fuss about it."

"I think I can handle this." Luca stopped playing with Nahuan, and said seriously: "Anyway, I am also an agent trained by Hydra, and I also have the ability to identify spies. I will do my best to put These guys who wanted to fish in troubled waters were picked out."

Whether it's the intelligence organizations of various countries or people from family consortiums.

"The premise is not to expose yourself." Schneider said.

Luka laughed: "Don't worry, I regret my life."

Early the next morning, the three of them were about to go out to deal with their own appearances. When they went downstairs, they saw the teenager who was caught by John and brought into the house yesterday.

At this time, he was already conscious, but there were no traces of the beating on his face, and he didn't seem to have suffered any injuries in his actions.

Seeing the three people coming down the stairs, the young man who was trying to prove that he was not easy to mess with gave them a hard look, snorted coldly, and turned his head to the side.

As footsteps approached, John came out of the room with a schoolbag in his hand.He went straight to the boy at the door, stuffed the bag into his arms, and said fiercely: "Now, take it and go to school for me! I will pick you up in person in the afternoon. If you dare to make me wait, then you are the last I just pray that I won't be caught in the next few days... Oh, are you planning to go out?"

Noticing the three of Schneider, John said in a fierce tone and slowed down.

Schneider nodded.

Only to hear John speak again, with a somewhat embarrassed tone. "Do me a favor." He glanced at his son. "Help me send this stinky boy to the school one street away. There happens to be a bus stop there, and you can get on the bus from there. I still have some things to deal with, so I can't leave for the time being."

"I don't need their protection, I can walk by myself."

"Fart! What are you, you want three people to protect you?" John said angrily. "Don't think I don't know, it was Toby who encouraged you to smoke D-marijuana, that brat's father is a drug addict, last time he had the cheek to ask me to borrow money while drinking in a bar, and he still hasn't mentioned paying back the money. I haven't settled with him yet, how dare this bastard's son teach my son badly? If you dare to be friends with that black kid again, I will send you to a missionary school, and I will do what I say!"

He pushed the hand holding his son's shoulder, and pushed him into the middle of the three.

Once the boy stood firm, he wanted to find his old father indignantly, but at this moment, a pair of strong hands grabbed his shoulders and held him in place.

I only heard the owner of these hands, Schneider, say: "Of course, it's just a trivial matter."

"You bastard..." The young man struggled hard, but he couldn't escape the opponent's clutches no matter what.Grabbing his hands with only a little force, he felt a soreness and tingling from his shoulder blades, making him unable to exert any strength.

Looking at his son who was getting more and more honest, John nodded with satisfaction. "Then please."

Coming out of the hotel, the four of them walked along the street.

The boy tried to break free several times, but all failed.In desperation, he could only be pushed forward by a pair of hands from behind, without any face at all.

"Let go of me, I can walk by myself."

"What good did that bad old man do to you? Are you going to work for him like this?"

"Damn it, are you three deaf?"

"Everyone is of the same age, and we shouldn't fight among ourselves."

"You also have your own business, why don't you separate, you go to your business, how about I go to my school?"

"As long as you stop bothering me and let me go to school by myself, I promise to bring you something good at night. I have a brother who sells this good thing, don't you want to try it? It's exciting."

"Before talking about this, shouldn't you declare your family name first?" Luca finally replied. "Don't even dare to say your own name, how dare you promise it casually?"

He didn't really want to know the other party's name when he said these things, but he just wanted to tease this brat who thought he could sit on an equal footing with them and negotiate conditions.

"My name is Ge... Damn it, why should I tell you?" The boy was about to say a few harsh words when he heard someone calling him from across the road.

"Bill!"

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Toby, who smoked marijuana together last night, was waving to him.

His friend's short-sightedness made his stubborn efforts come to naught.

The boy was instantly furious.are you blindDidn't see that I was being hijacked, and just exposed my name?

Toby, who was ridiculed as blind, saw the three strangers beside his partner only after saying hello.Although they are young, they look very difficult to mess with.The black kid decisively took Zhang Yang's hand away, and ran away pretending not to see it.