The butterfly's wings flap slightly on the shore, and a storm may appear on another continent. The existence of Li Ge is undoubtedly the biggest variable in the world.
Just like Venom, who Peter is looking for, has already landed on the earth through a meteorite in advance.
New York Manhattan West Bank, the famous Hell's Kitchen, ever since Kingpin abandoned everything here and left, the originally cruel and inexplicably balanced order has been completely broken, and gangs of all sizes have become more active.
Fighting, explosions, shootings, bloody conflicts, robberies, rapes, drugs, human trafficking, organ trading...
All conceivable evil things in human nature, without the suppression of Kingpin, the underground dark emperor, immediately transitioned from the previous order of sustainable utilization and bloody violence to the absolute law of the dark jungle.
Without management, without the cruel but necessary order, and without the suppression of Tyrant, the gangsters who had been suppressing their inner desires and tyranny were completely let go, venting, destroying, and satisfying their desires wantonly.
For ordinary people living here, this place has changed from a peaceful hell on the surface to an unabashed bloody hell.
People die every moment. They are shot, bombed, killed by gang fights, overdosed on drugs, taken away by debt collectors to have their organs removed, caught by some strange organizations and died in cruel research...
This is a paradise for evil people, Hell for good people, a paradise for the strong, and Hell for the weak. Here, eight out of ten people are gang members, and of the other two, one is preparing to join the gang, and the other is being persecuted by the gang.
Only those who can live well under the persecution of gangs are qualified to care about disgusting things that they cannot stand.
For example, Daredevil Mark Murdock, such as Luke Cage, such as Jessica Jones, such as Iron Fist Danny Rand, they formed a street hero group called Defenders.
In the past, the four people met for various reasons and came together under the pressure of the Hand to solve various crimes committed by Hell's Kitchen.
Now, with the arrival of the Transcendent era, the pressure on the four of them is increasing. It can even be said that they begin to feel powerless. More and more super villains are beyond their ability to deal with them.
But the superheroes are not just talking. They are still trying to maintain the peace in Hell's Kitchen. Although the effect is minimal, they have never given up here.
On this day, four people from Defenders gathered together in Matt Murdock's law firm.
"Fuck, that damn disgusting guy like rotten snot actually bit off the head of a shit-like gangster in front of me. Hell, his blood, which smelled worse than the sewer, was all over my clothes. That was my favorite piece of clothing!"
Jessica Jones, with her hair disheveled and some strange colors on her black leather jacket, was leaning on the chair, waving the bottle in her hand and shouting loudly.
"Gudonggudonggudong... burp~"
"Ha... no, I have to catch that guy, then press his butt to his head, let him see how disgusting he is!"
Mark Murdock, who was wearing sunglasses, holding a guide cane, a crisp suit, and his hair combed meticulously, felt solemn in his heart as he listened to Jessica Jones's usual swear words.
The big bald black man Luke Cage sat quietly next to Jessica, his strong arms exposed under his short sleeves, and his eyes looked gently at Jessica, who was still complaining.
There was also Iron Fist Danny Rand who was wearing a hooded sweatshirt. He had slightly curly hair and a mustache on his chin. His eyes turned around and looked at the other three people, as if he was hesitant to speak.
"Oh hey, what do you want to say Danny? If you have anything to say, just say it directly. Don't be like a little baby who doesn't dare to speak without mother's permission!"
Jessica noticed Danny Rand's expression and immediately scolded him unceremoniously, his face already starting to turn red due to the stimulation of alcohol.
Danny Rand grinned awkwardly. "Well, don't you think that guy doesn't look like a creature that should exist on earth at all? Do you think... could he be left behind by the last Chitauri invasion?"
"How about... we should inform Avengers?"
"Boom!"
"No...Danny!" Mark Murdock slammed his guide stick on the ground. "Avengers has too many things to pay attention to, and we shouldn't cause them trouble. What's more, he doesn't look too bad. At least until now, he has only eaten people... who are not bound by the law."
As a lawyer, although Mark Murdock likes to use the law to judge evil people, he does not force others to think the same as him.
Just like Punisher who often fights small battles alone in Hell's Kitchen, his punishment is to send those evildoers to Hell.
Although Mark Murdock couldn't stand his behavior, he thought Punisher was a superhero and even cooperated with him to solve several problems.
The same goes for Venom this time. Although he eats people, the food he eats are all evil people. His appearance is obviously not that of an earth creature, so he can be considered kind.
Luke Cage finally looked away from Jessica Jones. Mark Murdock's words made him frown and said in a low voice, "Mark, if he is really not an earth creature, even if he eats evil people, shouldn't we just ignore him?"
"Hahaha...Luke, do you still sympathize with those dog poop in the sewer? If he can eat it like a dog, I won't care about him... burp~!"
Jessica Jones raised the bottle and shook it. He looked at Luke Cage's bald head with blurred eyes, waved his hand indifferently, and burped with a strong alcohol smell.
Danny Rand next to him couldn't help covering his nose, took a few steps back, and stood together with Mark Murdock.
While the four people at Defenders were still discussing how to deal with Venom, just a few blocks away, a vicious crime had just ended.
In a dark and damp alley, a big black man Perfect Body Realm was dealing with the body of a thin young man who had been beaten to death with his fists when he was angry because of the opponent's resistance when he was robbing money.
"Haha~!"
"Fake! I thought I really had something valuable on me, so I dared to resist, but I didn't expect that I was a poor guy again!"
The big black man stuffed a few crumpled pieces of change found on the corpse into his trouser pocket, cursed and kicked the corpse a few more times. Then he ignored the corpse with its eyes still open and walked out of the alley, already thinking about where to go to have some fun later.
Anyway, in Hell's Kitchen, there is always someone to deal with the corpse, whether it is for selling organs, for disgusting research, or even for collection, who cares, tomorrow... tomorrow the corpse will disappear.