American comic world demon hunter

Every time he was about to leave a city, the sun on that day was always exceptionally bright. Dante squinted and kept looking around. He was walking on a small road away from the main road in Gotham, but even so, there were still countless people. People looked at him from a distance, and they kept muttering something.

Most of Dante's good mood disappeared. Most people were saying that he was a monster and a damn mutant. Some people said that he was the secret weapon of the Vatican and the last paladin of the Holy See. The most exaggerated thing was that some people actually said He is the lord of hell, and the devil was actually released by himself. Everything is a play directed and acted by himself.

"Ah"

Dante sneered. He suddenly felt that what Lei Xiaogu said made sense. Gotham people were really not that good.

Just when Dante was worried, a hand suddenly stretched out from behind Dante. This hand skillfully moved into Dante's arm. Dante looked over without surprise. It was a red-haired man. Charming woman.

"Hey, it's not Bobby who's here this time." Dante teased lightly. He knew that when his news was exposed, the SHIELD team would be extremely anxious. No, Dante was on the streets of Gotham. After wandering for less than ten minutes, the black widow came to him.

Black Widow heard Dante's words, she leaned towards Dante, and Dante's arms felt the touch of her plump breasts.

Black Widow didn't seem to mind giving out such a small benefit. She stretched out her hand to straighten the red hair on her temples and said with a smile: "I'm not far from here. I stopped by to see you. Who told me to be fought by you?" Mesmerized”

"That's my honor." Dante chuckled. He took his right hand out of Black Widow's arms, and then put his hand around Black Widow's waist. This woman was wearing a formal suit and looked very serious. It's really cool.

Black Widow felt the hand on her waist sliding between her waist and butt. She rolled her eyes at Dante charmingly and whispered: "Many people are looking at us. It's not good for you to be so frivolous." "

"Don't you think there's more fun when there are more people?" Dante smiled flatly, his expression not changing at all because he pressed his hand on the black widow's buttocks, he said: "Since you don't like me You're so frivolous, don't get involved with me directly next time you see me, not to mention, in fact, I don't really like you women who are agents."

Black Widow glanced at Dante angrily. She pushed aside Dante's squeezing palm on her buttocks and said, "Your hands are not what you think."

"My hand likes sexy women more than me. He doesn't seem to be obedient. I will teach him a lesson."

Dante teased Black Widow, and as soon as he finished speaking, a black Hummer parked next to Dante.

Dante looked at the car, and then he glanced at Black Widow. Black Widow smiled at him: "Get in the car, don't you think we are like animals in a zoo when we are walking on the road? Are you being watched?"

"You are afraid of being watched," Dante said as he got into the car. "I don't see that you are actually quite introverted, or in other words, in your profession, you don't dare to walk on the road openly."

Black Widow smiled. She did not answer Dante's words because another person had already answered for her.

"Yes, people in our industry are all introverts. I'm a good example."

At the same time as this voice sounded, a pair of hands stretched out from the passenger seat to Dante. Dante looked along the hands and saw a familiar smile.

"Phil Colson"

Of course Dante remembered this face. He reached out and shook Coulson's hand: "All the people here are people I know. Isn't the lady driving the car played by Bobby again?"

"If Nick knew you liked Bobby so much, he would never have sent us here," Black Widow said as she sat next to Dante, who was looking at the woman driving the car. Her face looked Asian.

"Thank you for stopping the invasion from hell, Dante, I am Melinda May." The woman in the driver's seat said without looking back. After saying this, she silently started the car, but Ding looked at this woman with admiration. Although she looked average, her personality was quite likable and she spoke little.

"It's a pity that Bobby can't come to see you in person because he has other tasks, but Agent May is also a very good woman. My thoughts are the same as Agent May. The demon that appeared in Gotham's Narrow Island District yesterday morning really shocked me. It was an eye-opener. The door to hell that appeared on the roof of the Narrow Island Stock Exchange made me even more frightened. Thank you very much for stopping all this. This sentence is not only what I said, but also what our director asked me to convey on my behalf. Yes, thank you, Dante”

"Don't" Dante put his hands behind his head and leaned comfortably on the seat. He said frivolously: "I'm not fighting for you. I hate demons and all demons, that's all."

"Your purpose does not change the fact that you saved Gotham. You are a hero and became the first hero to show his full face on TV. God, Captain America has not left a clear picture. Every part of him He is wearing a mask in the videos and photos. I really hope he can take off the mask like you. I have been looking forward to that face for so long."

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"You like him?" Dante smiled and glanced at Coulson. His look of admiration and expectation made Dante couldn't help teasing him.

Hearing Dante's words, Coulson nodded first, then quickly shook his head.

"Of course I like him, but not the way you think. I admire him. He is America's first superhero and the only superhero ever. Together with the Howling Commandos, he ended the war between Hydra and the Nazis. Conspiracy, he defeated Hitler alone and stopped the Germans in front of us Americans. Is there anything wrong with me worshiping him?"

As Colson spoke, he couldn't help but reach out and take out a stack of cards from his suit pocket. He proudly showed the cards to Dante.

"This is a complete set of Captain America Steve Rogers cards. I have saved them for seven years, and I bought two of them from my neighbor's fat kid at a huge price. It's great, isn't it?"

Dante chuckled.

"Okay, okay, let me see your collection. I really didn't expect that an agent would still have these cards in his arms while working."

Dante's words were just a joke, but as soon as Dante finished speaking, a picture of a bald black man suddenly appeared on the Humvee's car screen. The black man said seriously: "Yes, I didn't expect it either. Cole Sen, you need to make a review on this matter and you are not allowed to bring anything that is not work-related to your work."

"Director, I have to explain myself. I don't think meeting Dante is a job."

"Okay, the punishment will be reduced. Your salary for the second half of the year will not be deducted. When you come back, just hand over your complete set of cards to my collection room."

"I don't want the salary anymore," Phil Korson said righteously.

Dante ignored Coulson and Fury's constant attempts to dispel his vigilance with words. He carefully looked through the card in his hand. The slightly childish style of painting on the card did not make Dante underestimate this Captain America, because He is a person remembered by an entire era, and there is something truly worthy of respect for such a person.

"It's a pity that he died on the battlefield. Otherwise, I really want to meet him. He should be a person worthy of respect."

As Dante spoke, he handed the cards in his hand to the nervous Colson. When Colson received the cards, he arranged them very neatly. In the end, he had an almost divine expression on his face. , put the card back into his pocket.

"Dante, you actually admire Captain America. This is so exciting to me. After all, you, like him, are both superheroes with powerful powers. If Captain America had not died in World War II, I really want to watch the two of you sitting there. Chatting together, that would be great," Coulson said, smiling and turning his body to the front. Director Fury cut the video to the car, and it was obvious that he would have something important to explain.

Sure enough, Nick Fury said quickly.

"Maybe in a few years, your wish will come true, but now, I have something to say to Dante. I allow you to listen, but the confidentiality level of these words is level 10. You know what to do."

Nick Fury said seriously on the other side of the video, which made Dante rub his hair disdainfully. Director Fury didn't pay attention to Dante's actions, and he continued to talk on his own.

"Dante, if you want to thank me, Colson must have conveyed to me that you have done a good job, but you have completely exposed your image to the eyes of civilians. This behavior is very irrational. Countless videos about you have been circulated. All over the Internet in the United States, my network department has to spend countless efforts to deal with the trouble you left. The number of letters received by the president in one day broke the record for an entire year. The rumors of hell continue to rage on the Internet, countless The cult has found its direction, and countless young people are planning to dye their hair white, but none of this is the key. The most important thing is that in just half a day, more than thirteen military research institutions have submitted investigations to the president. If I hadn't suppressed all your plans, you would have seen more than ten divisions of troops behind you."

"Don't talk nonsense," Dante said coldly. He didn't like Fury's mouth that was like a machine gun. If it were before, he might be able to judge Fury's words by listening to a few words and then speculate on Fury's true thoughts. , but now, Dante is too lazy to use the strategy of divinity. After putting aside the hypocrisy, Dante hates other people's ink marks.

"Delete all the nonsense in your mind and tell me what your purpose is in finding me."

"Well, what I want to say is that you and I are not mutants, so if you receive an invitation from any mutant organization, I hope you can handle everything correctly. Also, I want to know the reason for the demon incident in Gotham. and the conditions for the opening of the gates of hell. I must prevent such things from happening in other cities. In the end, all your news will be suppressed by us. This requires some special means. In a few days, there will be a lot of news about you that you do not like. Like the information, hope you can understand”

After hearing Nick Fury's concluding words, Dante slapped his forehead depressedly. This damn black bald man really mastered the art of speaking to the extreme. He said three things. Of course he understood the last two, but the second One thing, what's going on with the mutant invitation?

"Wait a minute, explain to me what mutants are about."