One week later

22:30 at night

-New York - A dark alley in Hell's Kitchen.

"puff!"

A blood flower blooms in the air, and another life is harvested.

Qi Ji killed the last gang member.

Death Knook hooked his fingers with the handle of the pistol for a few turns and inserted the muzzle into his waist pocket. Qi Ji also smoothly inserted the knife into the scabbard without any dragging.

The two brothers looked at each other tacitly.

At the feet of the two, there are the bodies of more than a dozen gang members.

This is the third gang that the two brothers have teamed up to kill in the past week, and a lot of money has flowed into their pockets.

"Do you know, if you can, I really want to rush to the front line with you forever. This kind of life is so exciting." Qi Ji said, rubbing the blood on his mask.

"I think too, but after all, we are still lonely wolves under the night," Death knell looked up at the bright moon in the sky. "This time I just want to see you. I need to go back to Gotham quickly. There are still many problems I need to deal with."

"I will miss the time we worked together. The two of us were perfectly matched, like milk and apples, or onion rings and bullets. If the next time you beat Batman's big black ass, he dares to fight back, tell me, I'll come soon, beat him with you, and I'll teach him to be a bat with Millennium Kill."

"No problem, Wade." Death Knell nodded at Qiji, "Just say goodbye here, I will call you the money for destroying the gangs along the way."

"Oh, cousin, you are so nice to me." Qi Ji said and hugged the death knives.

After Death Knell left, Qi Ji began to wander around the streets and alleys of New York with nothing to do. This was his first time in New York.

Although he can teleport over with a snap of his fingers at any time.

As the world's largest city, New York is a bit uncomfortable walking in this reinforced concrete forest. Whenever he looks up and wants to look up at the starry sky, all he sees is the tall buildings that penetrate the sky.

In the second half of the night, Qi Ji found a seat on the side of the road and sat on it. Not long after, a buck-toothed vagabond carrying a broken wine bottle came over fiercely and pretended to hit Qi Ji, and shouted in a daze: "Hey! Get out of here! This is my territory!"

After walking along the street for a while, he suddenly felt a little bored. At this time, he was about to teleport back to Ivan's mansion, but at this moment, a group of drunkards who looked like gangsters surrounded him.

Qi Ji looked at the group of gangsters who were half shorter than him with interest: "Hi guys, do you want to play 'tongue' and fight against the scholars? What are your names? I can give each of you a nickname and stick it on your back. I am very good at nicknames. I can practice the king of mouth cannons that lasted for two and a half years."

A black man with a dreadlock smiled and showed the big gold teeth in his mouth: "My name is Bob, my big baby, hahaha, so late, why do you have to run around alone with two big swords on your back? Is it to bring us warmth?"

"Bob? Why do you call Bob? I gave you a name on the road, called Mary."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man named Bob disappeared. When Qi Ji was curious, one gangster after another gangster flew into the sky, and in a few seconds, all seven or eight gangsters surrounding Qi Ji were gone.

He looked back and forth in confusion, then shook his head hard: "Oh no, I'm starting to have hallucinations again. Bob and his companions must be fake. Oh my God, will I be fake too?"

"No, they are real, but you, wearing red clothes on the street in the middle of the night, like... a suspect... but I don't know why my spider sensing has no effect on you." A light red figure fell behind Qi Ji.

"Oh, no no no no no," Qi Ji covered his head and begged, "No no no no no, please God, it's not him, it's not him..."

Qi Ji turned his head as he spoke, and Spider-Man's red head came into his eyes. It was hard to admit his mistake.

"Wow, man, your outfit is so awesome," Spider-Man looked at Qi Ji's clothes in surprise. "It's just like... it's like Spider-Man! Well, man, you've been in danger of copying my outfit. Can I send you to the police station now?"

"Oh, sorry for the little spider in red and blue color combination, how can you know who appeared first in me and your costume? Can you guarantee that you will appear first than me? Is red your unique copyright?" Qi Ji asked the spider pattern poking Spider-Man's chest.

"I can guarantee that Spider-Man appeared earlier than your clothes." At this time, an old man with a crutch, wearing brown sunglasses and a big back head walked slowly.

"Hey! Stan Lee! You are not allowed to spoil it!" Qi Ji said unhappily.

Stan Lee stuck out his tongue when he heard this: "Well, when I didn't say it, I wish you a wonderful night."

"Thank you." Qi Ji said with Spider-Man.

"Doesn't anyone find it strange?" Spider-Man looked back at the back of Stan Lee who was leaving, "At four o'clock in the morning, there was an old man walking on the street..."

"No, no, I think it's not strange that you are now the Planet Devourer. At four o'clock in the morning, a pervert in red was swinging around the city to observe others and peep at the madman." Deadpool said, pointing to Spider-Man.

"No, I'm not wearing red clothes, you are the one wearing red clothes." Spider-Man poked all the traces, "Look at you, the whole body is red, and there is a little black, but red is still a little more."

"Shhhhh, I think the argument between the two of us should end here. I'm not here to argue with you." Qi Ji reached out to cover Spider-Man's mouth, but was avoided by Spider-Man in disgust.

"My name is Wade, Wade Miracle Wilson. You can call me a mercenary or a Mr. Miracle. Of course, you can call me Wade, but I prefer others to call me Deadpool."

"Why do I know what your name is, Mr. Pirated Spider-Man?" Spider-Man said after slapped Qiji's hand.

"Mr. Spider-Man? The name is really good, but I can't spit silk on my hands, right, Peter Parker?"

"Hey, how could you, a stupid big guy, know my name?"

"Because I am the Deadpool who knows everything and is capable of everything, and I know the paralyzed Deadpool in the lower limbs of the Celestial Essence!"

"Oh, I haven't heard it." Peter shook his head and then took out his cell phone. "I think you are more like a late-stage patient with mental retardation. Hey, I'll call you an ambulance, I'll pay the money."

"Okay, I don't want to compete with you here. Now you send down the gangsters you stuck upstairs. I just need to use my knife to gently slide them through their necks."

"You said you were going to kill people in front of me? Are you saying you were going to kill people? Do you think the heroic Spider-Man can let you go? I'm going to hang you up with spider silk now."

"No, no, I just said I would slide my knife across their necks."

"But as long as the knife slides through a person's neck, people will die! This is common sense!"

"If you don't believe me, I'll show you." Qi Ji said, pulling out the knife behind him and slid across his carotid artery. Blood flowed out of his throat, and Peter's chin was about to fall to the ground.

"Look... cough cough... I accidentally choked by blood." Qi Ji spitted blood and put away the samurai sword, spread his hands, "Look, I'm fine."

"Why do I have to fight with a bitch in red on the street at night? I must have had too little sleep recently. I will take the school bus to visit the fire station early tomorrow morning..." Peter Parker muttered to himself and stretched out a hand, and a white silk thread flew towards the tall building.

"Your spider silk is cool, white silk, I love it, red clothes swing around and peeping at the man, your aesthetic makes me feel very comfortable." Qi Ji said.

"Thank you, but I will stare at you, a pirated slutty man in red." Peter Parker said that, and flew away with the spider silk.

"Huh, it's a great experience. Spider-Man is worthy of being one of Marvel's four big mouth cannons. I'm completely defeated." Qi Ji said, putting his hands on his waist, "Forget it, I'm hungry, go back to eat the red vegetable soup and charcoal-grilled elbows made by Ivan. By the way, they should have all gone to bed, right? It doesn't matter, I'll just whisper a little."

"Bang!"

Qi Ji, who suddenly appeared in the living room, frightened Eddie, who was watching a horror movie, so much that he was shocked.
Chapter completed!