Started at Marvel

A common roadside town in the United States, the smoky bars are filled with long-distance drivers, drunkards and speedsters.

Cheap butchers in heavy makeup wander around the bar, looking for customers who want fast food to relieve stress.

Two decadent men were sitting in the corner of the bar, drinking and discussing something in low voices. The ashtray was already full of cigarette butts.

"You just ran out?"

"Otherwise, do you expect me to rescue the citizens with my sharp claws and open mouth?"

"Fortunately they have been driven away, otherwise I would have had to go to heaven to escape."

"Are you sure Satan won't kidnap you and take you to hell for a while?"

"It's okay if you have beautiful women in the villa, wine, cigarettes, and I hope the sulfur from hell won't be too harsh on your eyes."

The door of the bar suddenly opened, and almost at the same time, the expressions of the two people who were talking changed slightly.

"You're being followed."

The decadent man holding a cigar curled his lips: "How could it be me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a metal spider the size of a soybean crawled out of his jacket pocket, jumped down his sleeve and landed on the wine table.

"Well, I'm being followed, stupid technology!"

Snapped!

He raised his hand and a wine bottle hit the mechanical spider. The spider emitted a plume of smoke and was flattened by the bottom of the bottle.

Zhang Lin happened to come to them at this time, and he was not angry. He patted the cigarette ashes on the sofa and sat down.

"The two gentlemen are so elegant, they actually like this kind of place."

The decadent man with stubble on his face lit a cigar for himself and took a deep breath: "SHIELD, Hydra or what the hell?"

"I don't represent any organization, I am who I am. You can call me Gangyi, or you can call me Zhang Lin."

"Are you Steel Wing?" The man next to him, dressed a little more normally and holding a cigarette in his mouth, asked, and Zhang Lin confirmed with a faint smile.

"how to prove?"

Zhang Lin reached out and knocked on the table. The mechanical spider that had just been smashed by the bearded man turned into a cloud of gray mist and quickly reorganized. A steel-winged armor only as big as the tip of a little finger stood on the table.

The two people who questioned had no reaction on the surface, but their hearts were shaking violently.

Has human technology developed to this extent?

Zhang Lin looked at the small robot on the table and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

If we get Ant-Man's Pym Particles to enlarge this armor, will the Steel Wing Armor be mass-produced at low cost?

The small toy-like armor was briefly displayed, and then jumped onto Zhang Lin, integrating with the clothes on his body. There was also a hair sample collected from the bearded man inside.

Ding~ Obtain the magic werewolf sample and reward 2000 energy points.

There are actually werewolves in this world. The vampire Blade seems to be from Marvel, but there is never any mention of werewolves.

Zhang Lin frowned and heard the two of them introduce themselves.

"Constantine, the witcher."

"Van Helsing, the witcher."

I'm just kidding, don't fool me, you're not from the same era at all, okay? And Constantine doesn’t seem to be from Marvel either!

Zhang Lin suddenly thought of an old movie he watched a long time ago. Van Helsing accepted the assignment from the Holy See and went to a small town to kill vampires. In order to win, he injected himself with werewolf serum.

At the end of the movie, the beautiful demon hunter named Anna was accidentally killed by him in order to inject him with the serum.

If something unexpected happened and allowed him to retain his werewolf blood, it wouldn't be difficult to live for a few hundred more years.

He asked tentatively: "Do you remember Anna?"

It's okay not to ask. As soon as he said the name Van Helsing, his hair immediately exploded. His muscles tightened, his throat tightened, and his arms turned into wolf claws. He slapped the table in front of him to pieces.

Constantine put his hand on his shoulder and whispered: "Calm down, there are many people here."

The sound of smashing the table was indeed loud enough, and everyone turned their gazes over. Zhang Lin felt uncomfortable being stared at, especially with a pair of wolf eyes in front of him.

Van Helsing lowered his head, and the light in the bar was dim, so no one noticed his change.

An inhuman whimper came from his throat, and his voice sounded like a mouthful of thick phlegm: "How do you know this?"

Is he really the protagonist of that movie?

Zhang Lin felt that his brain was a little exhausted, and looked at Constantine again: "Has your lung cancer really been taken out by Satan?"

Constantine's eyes widened. Only he knew about this. He had never told anyone after so many years. How could this guy know.

Seeing his expression, Zhang Lin had already guessed that this guy was really DC's Constantine, the guy from the fantasy movie!

Gritting his teeth, Zhang Lin took out two green bills and stuffed them back. The bar owner who ran over angrily looked better when he saw the money.

"If you want to fight, go outside. You are not welcome here!"

Zhang Lin shrugged and looked at the two demon hunters: "We need a quieter environment."

The two demon hunters were silent for a moment. Van Helsing waved his hands and strode out. Constantine took a deep look at Zhang Lin: "I'm very curious about who you are."

"I'm curious about you too."

He followed the two demon hunters out of the bar and boarded an old RV. It was a mess inside, and the strong smell of body odor and sweat made it difficult for him to breathe.

Van Helsing had returned to his human form, took out half a bottle of wine from a pile of empty wine bottles and took a sip of it for himself.

Constantine was very familiar with this place. He directly found a relatively clean place to sit down and covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief stained with mint perfume.

Zhang Lin couldn't stand it anymore, so he waved his hand gently, and the air in the room quickly went to the only ventilation window on the roof of the RV. Fresh air flowed in, and the smell in the car became much better.

"magic?"

"It's a mutant." Zhang Lin took the initiative to correct him: "I know you are full of curiosity about me, and I am the same. I hope we can both get what the subject wants."

"Why should we trust you?"

"You have no choice."

As the words fell, Zhang Lin's windbreaker turned into smoke and flowed downwards. Almost instantly, two gun barrels of different colors were pointed at his head.

"Ha, I move quickly, but I'm faster."

In the horrified and incomprehensible eyes of the two top exorcists, the two firearms instantly collapsed and turned into smoke and fell to the ground, merging with the nanobugs that were crazily filling the RV.

When I thought about taking action again, I found that my legs had been connected to the floor at some point, and the iron hoops trapped my legs tightly and made me unable to move.

The nanobugs composed of vibranium and Edman retain their original characteristics, which are energy-absorbing and strong, and can devour ordinary metals very quickly.

It can even swallow other things when necessary, but it will lose the characteristics of proliferation and division.

Zhang Lin, who was only wearing white lining, sat down directly, and the tumbling nanoworms quickly formed a recliner to catch him.

"Now, we can finally talk."

"What do you want to talk about?" Van Helsing called in a deep voice.

"I want to know everything you know, including information about demons, monsters or other things!"

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