I’m a Detective In the Marvel World

A police car with a piercing siren, had just turned the corner of the street, before seeing what was going on in front of it, a trash can flew towards him and smashed heavily on the front window.

With a "creak", this poor police car, staring at a piece of garbage, drifted on the road, and the tires slid on the ground, emitting a trace of green smoke, and lay across the road.

The two police officers in the car almost rolled and climbed, and got out of the car through the door on the other side. The other police cars following behind also hurriedly stopped on both sides of the road.

"My God, what's that?"

While all the police officers were stunned, a masked man dressed in red and green was fighting a black-haired man inextricably. The masked man's jumping ability is amazing, his hands can continuously shoot out sections of white, spider silk-like things, so as to fly around in the air.

And that black-haired man has amazing strength and thick skin. No matter how many times he is knocked down by the opponent, he can always stand up again quickly.

Without the restriction of the iron cage, Peter can finally give full play to his strengths. You don't have to compete with Downey in fighting skills. With the help of spider silk, you can fight guerrilla warfare around Downey.

It's a pity that after Downey was controlled by Bart again, his physical fitness was also a bit stronger than when he was in the iron cage. Back in the iron cage, Peter was unable to defeat Downey in a short period of time, and now it was even more impossible.

And because of Donnie's restraint, Peter relaxed his attention to Bart, so Bart escaped back to the apartment without knowing what he was doing.

Seeing the inhuman battle between Peter and Downey, the police officers with only small pistols didn't know what to do. They could only block off the surrounding area, evacuate the crowd, and desperately asked for support from above.

No way, after all, there are no superheroes showing up yet, and the police officers are not used to dealing with these abnormal guys.

Fortunately, a superior soon took over.

A bright red sports car sped forward, shuttled nimbly among the police cars, and rushed to the front of the convoy in the blink of an eye. Then the car door opened, and a pair of slender long legs stretched out, attracting the attention of all the men nearby.

Tina didn't care about the hot eyes from around her. She twisted her waist, held a loudspeaker, stepped on her high heels and "Kaka" stepped forward, and then yelled: "Stinky boy, the shrimp I ordered Where are the dumplings?"

Peter's hands trembled and he almost fell from the air. He managed to avoid Downey's punch and shouted without looking back, "Sister, is it time to discuss this issue?"

"Of course," Tina put her hips on her hips, shaking her thighs in an unladylike manner, "Let me remind you, kid, because your food delivery was not timely, causing someone to miss lunch, causing blood pressure to rise, My temper has also started to get irritable..."

Peter took a moment to glance,

I couldn't help but feel a chug in my heart.

Only Tina, no Sharon.

Is it true that Xie Lun is angry as Tina said?

Just when Peter was feeling uneasy, Xie Lun had sneaked into the apartment building. He knew better than Peter that the short and fat Bart was more dangerous than Downey who was like a mad dog.

In the dark corridor of the apartment, there was a pungent smell of blood. Carrying HK416, Xie Lun cautiously searched the apartment building. Soon he discovered that a certain room on the first floor had been violently knocked open. When he looked carefully, he saw a bloody old lady with white hair lying in the room.

The body has been disemboweled, and it is obvious that the dead can't die anymore.

Xie Lun narrowed his eyes, and he could tell at a glance that the heart of this corpse had been dug out. With his finger on the trigger, he walked slowly inside, only to see that in the small living room, Bart was kneeling on the coffee table with his back to him, kowtowing and muttering incessantly.

On the glass coffee table, there was a plate, the heart of the one that had just been dug out in the plate was still beating.

"You bastard, raise your hands!"

Xie Lun raised his gun and said coldly.

"Hey hey..."

Bart let out an eerie laugh, and amidst the laughter, he slowly turned his head, revealing a pair of bloody holes.

His eyes had disappeared.

Just like those victims before.

"Young man, you are too curious. Don't forget, curiosity... will kill the cat..."

Bart's voice was strange, high-pitched, as if he were pinching his throat with his fingers.

"You're not Bart," Sheron raised his eyebrows slightly, and snorted, "Then...your name?"

"Hey..." Bart didn't answer directly, but still let out that piercing and weird laugh, "Take Donnie and come to Gotham...I'll wait for you here."

Xie Lun sneered: "Gotham City is very big, where shall we meet?"

"When you get to Gotham, I will contact you."

"Really? It sounds like an underground joint, but unfortunately..."

Sheron slammed the trigger, and quickly opened a third bloody hole in Bart's face.

"For...why?"

Although there is an extra hole in his forehead, Bart is not dead, just a little surprised.

"It's nothing, I just hate being blackmailed."

Sheron shrugged, and unceremoniously poured all the bullets on Bart. Pat's obese body was like a plastic bag in a strong wind, twitching and trembling crazily.

But amidst the flying blood and flesh, Bart still let out a sharp laugh: "It's useless, young man... Come to Gotham and face your fate... Remember, bring Donnie, or you will bear the consequences... …Hahaha……"

Amidst the crazy laughter, Bart's body was smashed into pieces. Seeing that something was wrong, Xie Lun immediately flew out of the living room, only to avoid being sprayed all over the head and face by the flying blood plasma.

Seeing that the living room was covered with a layer of flesh and blood, Xie Lun covered his nose and was about to turn around and leave. However, just as he turned around, a cloud of blood sprayed out from the mirror hanging on the wall next to him, and shot towards Xie Lun.

But when the blood mist touched Xie Lun, a faint white light appeared in front of Xie Lun, and with a shrill scream, the blood mist and white light melted at the same time.

Xie Lun turned his head indifferently to look at the mirror, only to see that he was not reflected in the mirror, but a black shadow completely condensed by black mist emerged.

"how is this possible?"

The sobbing sound echoed in the air.

Xie Lun grinned loudly with a "ha", rolled up his sleeves, unbuttoned his clothes, and unbuttoned his jacket:

"I have God on the left, Buddha on the right, Taoist Sanqing in my heart, hallelujah to protect my whole body, and Qiankun Eight Trigrams in my palm!"

I saw more than a dozen strings of Buddhist beads and strings of different sizes on Xie Lun's wrist, and a string of crosses, Mary statues, jade Buddhas, unicorns, and Guanyin statues hung around his neck...

These things add up to several tens of kilograms, so they are hung around the neck like this, and the cervical spine is not afraid of protruding from the pressure.

What's even more ridiculous is that Xie Lun's jacket has a round of Tai Chi Eight Diagrams sewn on it, and a talisman is drawn with cinnabar on his chest.

This was not over yet, in front of the black shadow, Xie Lun took out a bottle of holy water, unscrewed the cork, and drank it down in one gulp.

After wiping his mouth, Xie Lun hiccupped: "Grandson...or granddaughter, I protect my body with myriad gods, and gather all dharmas, what else can you do with me?"

With a muffled sound of "bang", the mirror was directly turned into powder.