i'm in marvel fifty fifty

New York is a city full of light and hope, but it is also a city full of darkness and sin.

On the corner of the street, a doll was knocked to the ground. The gangsters took away the doll's headgear and used it as a football to kick the ball around.

The person in the doll is trying to take back his hood, because it is his work clothes. If this set of work clothes is lost, not only will his salary for today be deducted, but he will also have to pay some extra compensation.

But these gangsters obviously didn't like this man's resistance. They beat him to the ground, tore his clothes, trampled his hood to pieces, and after punching and kicking him, they took the man's wallet and whistled and sang. walked away.

Because of Duke's rise to power in Manhattan, many dark forces hidden under Duke were forced to withdraw from Manhattan. Before, they were able to survive under Duke's shadow because Duke was only the ruler of the night. There were some things that caused Duke to withdraw from Manhattan. There's no reason to do it.

But now that Duke is the district chief, Duke has a reason. He has cleaned up his gang from top to bottom. His gang now needs to transform. Just relying on low-level methods such as scaring and extorting is too much. Therefore, most of these lowest-level gangsters are receiving education, and a small number of them have been driven out of Manhattan.

They went to other areas to continue their chaotic lives.

Kick-Ass has been beaten by Kick-Ass more and more times these days...

After a long time, after the flow of people on the street decreased, the man lying on the ground slowly got up. People coming and going bypassed him. Everyone was not a superhero, so there was nothing they could do. They could only help him from his side. Give me a look of sympathy...or mocking as you pass by.

Jared Leto got up and sat on the ground, holding his crushed hood and staring at the ground blankly.

After a while, he slowly stood up as if he had woken up from a dream. He collected the rags scattered on the ground and stood up limping.

Standing at the door of a restaurant, he searched and found a few scattered coins from his body, counted them, opened the door and walked in.

"One taco, thank you."

Jared still likes sweets. The sweet taste filling his mouth will make him temporarily forget some of the difficulties in life and gain a short-term sense of happiness.

The boss is a bald yellow man who looks like a Chinese.

Being able to successfully open a store on the streets of New York, this Chinese boss should have nothing to do with that country in the East.

After hearing Jared's request, the boss glanced at him up and down, rolled his eyes angrily, and did not respond to him. He just started making food.

Jared didn't care. He put the money on the table and sat down at an empty seat to wait.

He took out a photo from his close-fitting pocket. This photo was more like a silhouette from a certain movie than a photo. A white-faced clown with dyed green hair was painting his face in red one stroke at a time in front of the mirror. Lips, with an open and unrestrained smile.

Jared gently stroked the picture with his hand, "If you offend a marginalized person who is abandoned, abandoned by society, and mentally ill, what consequences will you suffer?"

He stared at the stills of the Joker in the corner for a long time. When there were fewer people around, he realized that his tacos had never been served. He walked to the counter carefully, "Hello, I want to ask. Where’s my tacos?”

The boss turned around and glanced at him. He picked up some ingredients and rolled them up. He slapped the tacos on the table and said, "Get out of here!"

Jared was stiff for a second and then said slowly: "Please say...please."

The boss didn't even look up, "Get out of here you piece of trash"

Jared didn't know why his boss was doing this to him, but he felt a burning pain rising in his heart. He slowly laughed, "Hehe...hehehe...haha...hahahaha .”

The sound got louder and louder, and Jared's expression became more and more wanton.

The boss half-raised his eyelids and took out his phone as if to make a call. There were not many people in the store now. Originally, the business of his store was not very good, but now it was too late. Apart from him and Jared, there were only other people in the store. Two diners.

They raised their heads after hearing Jared's laughter, and then started watching with interest.

Jared stopped laughing and said to his boss in a low tone: "I grew up in the slums. My mother raised me. She had some mental illness." Jared pointed to his head, "so she hit me a lot."

The boss has already dialed the phone: "Police officer, I have a psycho here."

"This caused me to be a little scared when I saw everyone. I started looking for similar people, but found nothing. It seemed that I was the only one in this city like this.

After my mother died, I started to try a new life. I went to work to earn money. I went to perform for people. I put on funny makeup and stood behind the glass of the window like a monkey for people to watch and make people laugh. . "

Jared was talking to himself. As he talked, he walked into the back kitchen where the boss was and approached the boss. "People will laugh when they see me. They will feel happy. Why are they happy?"

Because they saw funny things, yes, because I acted very funny, and they saw that I was weaker than them, and poorer than them, so I threw my self-esteem and personality to the ground and let them trample on me and make fun of me.

They can feel their own happiness, so they smile happily when they see me. "

Jared approached the boss, who said with a sullen face and angrily: "You filthy trash only deserve to be a bedbug at the bottom of society."

Jared stretched out his finger and quickly pointed it at the angry boss, who shut his mouth.

Jared grinned slowly, "But there's no need for that now."

He picked up a pack of cigarettes and a lighter on the counter, lit a cigarette for himself, and patted the shoulders of the two watching diners on the way out.

After walking out of the door, Jedry put his hands on his hips, slightly arched his left leg, raised his buttocks, and made a strange room pose.

He raised his right hand high.

Snap, snapped his fingers.

boom

Raging flames and shattered glass erupted from behind him. Jared opened his mouth in the flames and laughed. He was out of breath from laughing and rolled on the ground holding his stomach.

After a while, he stood up and looked at the crowd gathered around him because of the explosion. He smiled slightly and walked to the side. The crowd dispersed to make way for the ragged Jared. All the mobile phones were pointing at him. .

Jared smiled at all the mobile phone cameras, just like a big star surrounded by fans, without any stage fright.

As he walked out, Jared suddenly patted the person next to him.

boom

what

"Hahahahahaha" Jared laughed again. He seemed to have seen something very funny. These people who had turned a blind eye to him were falling to the ground in pain, wailing, screaming, screaming, sirens and sirens. The sound of bursting water pipes blended together, like the most beautiful symphony in the world.

He picked up a baseball bat that someone had thrown down, smashed the glass door of the clothing store next to him, stepped over the debris on the floor and walked in gracefully.

When he came out again, Jared had already put on a bright red suit jacket.