"You have the intention to do good, but no matter how good you are, you won't be rewarded!"
"If you do evil without intention, you will not be punished even if you do evil!"
As an ethereal voice fell, the dark night sky was suddenly covered with a beam of moonlight, inside which a "Angel" with white wings slowly fell.
Both sides who were exchanging fire were all stunned, staring blankly at the sky.
But I can't see clearly what Angel looks like!
The first to react were the Yakuza thugs, each one cursing in their native language and greeting each other's family.
"Baga, who is pretending to be a ghost?"
"Kill me down!"
"Damn it!"
"Whoever is coming, please tell me your name!"
Although Fuso has left Asia and joined Europe long ago and celebrates Western festivals, it still has its own the Myth in terms of belief. They don't believe in such Angel or other Western gods.
Who knows what Angel is, but anyone with wings is a "god"?
But Robert believes it.
A bunch of shiny white feathers fell from the sky and floated towards the injured police officer.
When the "feather" fell on the injured police officer, the strip disappeared inside, and then... the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the bullets in the body were squeezed out.
The police officers were all dumbfounded.
"I--I-I... I'm actually fine?"
"I'm fine too!"
"My arm... bone... is broken, no--now now... will it be healed?"
"Oh my god, I met Angel."
"It's real Angel!"
"Angel appeared..."
Seeing the so-called "god" standing on the side of the police officer opposite, the people of Japanese Yakuza immediately went crazy!
Bang!
A Yakuza thug couldn't help but shoot, and the complacent police officer was shot in the head on the spot.
"Smile!"
"You should continue to smile for me!"
"Damn it, you're just pretending! I shot him in the head, let's see if you can save him!" Yakuza fanatic laughed crazily.
Damn it!
At this time, Robert and others remembered that they were still at war, and quickly and carefully hid themselves to fight back.
"Brothers, call me!"
A Yakuza fanatic seemed to be going crazy. He raised his AK towards "Angel" in the sky and rushed over. The bullets suddenly hit the light beam, but did not cause harm to "Angel". The "Angel" that came was naturally Angel Rabbit. Angela Baby, her abilities are different from Galina·Dubois.
Headless Horseman's Black Dragon flames can only burn souls and cause no damage to anything else, but Angel's "Holy Light" can cause substantial damage, on the contrary, she cannot kill souls.
Extremely hot for a moment.
The moment the bullet entered the moonlight beam, it was melted and evaporated by the ultra-high heat.
That stupid Yakuza fanatic is still shooting desperately, completely unaware that he has offended someone he shouldn't have--
Wow--
A huge white "scale" suddenly appeared in mid-air, with one side facing Yakuza and the other side facing her.
However, the next second, the scale started to rotate. The end that was originally facing Yakuza turned towards her, and the end that was facing her fell towards Yakuza.
Then the police officers were surprised to find that countless bullets fell from the sky, instantly killing everyone Yakuza.
Chug tug tug--
For just 10 seconds, no one was left standing.
--"Cycle of Good and Evil"
It's like "repaying him with his own way", returning the previous attack to the opponent with profit and loss. Of course, the bullet has been melted, and what is returned is the strengthened Holy Light bullet.
In just 10 seconds, more than fifty people from Yakuza were turned into a sieve, which was too horrible to watch.
"This is the sanction of Angel!"
The moonlight disappeared, and Angela Baby began to fly towards the distance.
It was only then that the police officers discovered that... the "Angel" in the light beam was actually a bunny girl with ears?
This made them a little confused.
George's police car roared from a distance. As soon as the car stopped, he jumped out impatiently. "Robert, how's it going?"
"It's... it's all over." A police detective in his 30s shrugged and said, and he still hasn't completely come back to his senses.
"Angel What's going on?" George asked.
"Who are you asking me? Just--just the Angel, the Angel with wings..." Robert said.
"Did you take any pictures? Hand over your cell phones. This matter cannot be spread." George ordered.
"It's too late, and it's impossible!" Robert shook his head. He did think about doing this at first, but... "A huge light pillar of tens of meters fell from the sky. There must have been a lot of people who saw it. The sound of the gunfight just now must have woken up the people around me. I bet there must be a lot of people videotaping and taking photos."
Huge beam of light?
George was immediately dumbfounded.
This is different from "Headless Horseman"!
They were in a commercial building, and no one had finished get off work at 11pm. Even if there were people, they were only a few gatekeepers, and they were far away from where they were guarding.
There are no other residential areas around, and the lights are very dim, and there is no surveillance around. Headless Horseman is already dark, and the battle ends too quickly, so even if someone takes a picture, it will not be clear.
So George is not worried at all.
But it's different here. There are high-rise residential buildings nearby, and light beams of dozens of meters are shining down. What's not visible is really a ghost.
"And..."
"And what?" George was a little angry. He was thinking about how to report this matter tomorrow.
"Come and see." Robert dragged George towards the corpse of the Yakuza fanatic, pointed at the miserable appearance and said, "You can figure it out for yourself, I can't cover it up."
It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at it...George is dumbfounded.
This--each of these has been penetrated by someone who doesn't know what?
Round.
The shooting hole was very round, and not a trace of blood spattered out. The punctured wound was scorched by the high temperature in an instant. There was not a trace of blood on the ground. With a wound like this, no matter how you cover it up... it can't be hidden.
Even a fool can see that something is wrong.
George covered his forehead in annoyance. "Forget it, let's do this. You continue to be vigilant and notify... to collect the corpse!"
"Hmm!"
Underworld of Kingpin.
It was close to midnight, and he was still boxing. His burly figure knocked out the professional boxer with one punch, and he... didn't even break a sweat.
His power is so powerful that he can completely suppress many superpowers including Spider-Man in head-to-head confrontation.
Winter Soldier's metal arm is awesome, Spider-Man was bent in one stroke, but Kingpin's power was able to suppress Spider-Man, which shows how powerful he is.
Then he received a call from his second-in-command James·Wesley.
"What happened?"
"Oops, Mr. Fisk, my subordinates sent news that Yakuza Building and Russian Black Hand's group of people have all been wiped out."
"What, total annihilation?" Kingpin was shocked, that was person number 130.
These are all his direct relatives.
All destroyed?
"Who is it?"
"I don't know, I just know that the other person has a very... ah--you... who are you, are you a human or a ghost? Ah--"
The phone went off, but soon came on again. Kingpin hesitated for a moment before picking it up. "Who are you, and how is Wesley?"
"Wilson·Grant·Fisk, nicknamed "Kingpin", I'm here to take your head! I'll give you one hour, and run away if you can."
"Hey, who the hell are you?"
Du--du--du--du...
"Damn it!"