"What the hell? Where are those two people? Did I drink too much again?"

The above soul-searching question comes from a strange masked man in tattered clothes, sitting in the wasteland and scratching his head in confusion.

Well, this person is actually Leon.

Originally, while he was hurting each other with Sentinel and Captain Marvel, Leon was planning to wait until everyone was in a stalemate and wanted to let go, shouting: Look at your dad! Then he would throw a sun punch or something to cheer everyone up.

Unexpectedly, a sudden sense of space tearing came from all directions, squeezing, tearing, twisting...

Almost instantly, Leon lost consciousness, and when he regained consciousness, he was already in this situation.

……………………

Nothing else. Leon just prepared a lot of clothes.

After completely tearing off the "clothes" that were like pieces of tattered cloth and throwing them away, Leon took out an identical piece from the space and put on it.

When he heard that Captain Marvel was planning to go to the Sentinel for a fight, Leon was ready to get involved and give the two of them some unpleasant ideas.

You cannot wear a top that has not yet been enchanted.

Those two guys are neither light nor heavy. What if they get beaten up?

Now judging from this result, Lyon is somewhat prescient.

…

There were many small and fine wounds on his body, all of which looked like they were made with a razor. Leon remembered that he had suffered such injuries before, but that time he had done it himself. He had not fully mastered the use of the space gem.

Under the circumstances, he rashly activated its power, and ended up teleporting himself to an uninhabited planet. It was so miserable that he almost died.

After removing the scabbed blood clots on his arms, there were no wounds on the skin underneath. Leon's physical strength was now inhuman. Even without turning on the halo, he still recovered very quickly.

but……

Leon felt a little uneasy in his heart and had a very doubtful question: Is this incident the same as the injury last time?

"It's a special code. It couldn't be a space teleportation again. Where did it take me this time?

What about those two guys?

Well...it would be nice if they both died. Hey! Save the trouble! Let you hit me!"

…

I roughly observed the surrounding environment and wild plants.

Leon didn't know anything about plants or animals.

This doesn't help him determine where he is.

"Didn't I find some alien planet again?"

Looking up at the sky, there is no sun. Thick clouds and dust blown by strong winds block the sunlight.

He simply flew up and flew vertically all the way to the top of the clouds. He saw the sun and half of the moon that was faintly exposed over there. Leon felt the energetic feeling when the sun shone on his body. He could finally confirm that this place was

It is indeed still Earth.

That's good. As long as he's still on Earth, Leon doesn't have to worry about getting lost in the universe.

…

Standing in the sky, Leon flew around in various directions at will, trying to find a city.

"Yo! I saw it. What kind of city... Who cares?"

On the yellow sand below, there was no trace of Captain Marvel and the Sentinels. Leon took a second look and stopped worrying about it.

Anyway, they will definitely not die in the end. Those two guys are more resistant to being beaten than him. It is completely unnecessary to worry about their safety.

Flying straight towards that city, Lyon used his extraordinary speed to quickly reach his destination.

But this city seems a little weird.

It’s not a sensory issue or a planning and layout issue.

What Leon feels is not quite right is...

People here are not afraid of him, nor do they respect him very much.

"Hey, buddy, are you from the circus?"

When a young man carrying a schoolbag and riding a bicycle passed by Lyon, he looked back at him, smiled and looked up and down at Lyon, who was dressed strangely and not like a normal person, and teased him curiously.

"Um?"

Leon looked back in surprise.

"You are so interesting. Is there a second freak here besides you? Hahahahaha!"

Oh……

**Baby, you really have never been beaten...

With his thumb raised and his index finger extended, Leon made a shooting gesture towards the young man. While tapping his fingertips, he dubbed it himself.

"……Bang!"

A bullet hit the young man's bicycle, causing a big hole in the road and shattering the young man's car. Even the young man covered his arms and wailed on the ground in pain. He looked very happy.

appearance.

After lighting up a cigarette, Leon looked at the screaming and running passers-by. He took out a cigarette and put it into his mouth, lit it directly with Fire Release, and smoked half a cigarette. He was really tired of hearing the boy's screams.

"Boy, let me teach you a lesson."

Leon walked up to him, fearing that he would catch a cold, and covered him with the bicycle wheels, lowered his head and whispered softly: "If you meet a weird person on the roadside, the smarter thing to do is to stay away from him.

What if he is really mentally ill? Tell me, is that right?"

When Leon was patting the young man's face and teaching him how to be a good person, the sound of rapid braking sounded all around Leon. A bunch of police cars stopped at various intersections. Many police officers got out of their cars, used the cars as cover, and raised their pistols to aim.

Lyon.

"Huh? This is..."

Leon was really a little confused this time.

"You... don't know me?! Me! Me!"

Leon pointed to his very recognizable and moving "face" and asked, "I am Brooklyn Daqing: Night Watchman! Huh?"

No one was moved, but voices calling for Lyon to hand over the hostages began to ring out.

"What kind of city is this? Do you really not watch the news at all? Come here, let me ask you something..."

Leon, who felt a little aggrieved for no reason, stared at the leader and took a step forward to ask him some questions.

As soon as the man took two steps, the gun went off.

…………

After being shot, Leon did not fall to the ground, but turned into a meditator.

He lowered his head, looking at the bullet embedded in the clothes on his chest, and fell into deep contemplation.

No, something is definitely wrong!

"No, no, no..."

Leon put his hands in his pockets and began to walk around in a hurry.

The leader who just failed to stop his men from shooting and was about to step forward to see if the "criminal suspect" was dead waited for several seconds but didn't see the weirdo fall.

Something is wrong with this.

Whoosh!

With a gust of wind, the weirdo appeared directly in front of him, pressed his shoulder with one hand, and asked clearly and clearly: "Who is the richest man now, who is the president, and who is the worst criminal!"

"Hmph! I can't...ahhh-!!"

Leon didn't have that much nonsense and compassion, so he used a little force on his hand, which made the man with a big belly scream and kneel down in pain.

"Don't shoot! Don't!"

Big Belly kept waving his hands back to signal his men not to shoot.

"The richest man now is Tony Stark...the biggest and baddest criminal is Doctor Doom...the president is Wilson Grant Fisk..."

this……

Leon fell into deep thought again, and rolled back and ran away regardless of the big belly in front of him.

The richest man is Tony Stark, that's no problem.

The worst criminal is Dr. Doom, who can barely stand up to him.

The president is Wilson Grant Fisk? That’s not right either!

The president shouldn't be Fury...ah, no, that's not his name anyway.

Eh?
To be continued...