Kingpin and Hammerhead didn't believe a word of what Darian said.
The Rhino under his feet was almost voiceless; was this what he called "hating violence"?
Kingpin stood up, his face gloomy: "This is the territory personally designated by the President. Your behavior has already crossed the line. If the President finds out, he will absolutely not let you go."
Darian became interested: "Oh? Who is this President you speak of?"
He didn't even know who the President was?
Kingpin frowned and immediately replied: "Of course, it is the leader of HYDRA, Red Skull!"
Darian was a little surprised; it turned out to be one of his own.
As an excellent employee of HYDRA, he naturally knew Red Skull, that nemesis of Captain America and the first generation of HYDRA.
Unexpectedly, in this wasteland World, this first-generation leader had actually thrived so much that he directly sat in the position of the President of the United States.
"Where is Red Skull?" Darian asked.
"New Babylon."
Darian's eyebrows twitched slightly.
What a coincidence; the place where Old Hawkeye's shipment was to be delivered was New Babylon.
"If you leave now, I can pretend that nothing happened."
Kingpin lowered his voice, his tone carrying a clear concession.
But Darian was unhappy: "I've been working hard for half a day, and you're telling me to pretend nothing happened? Wouldn't that mean I worked for nothing?"
Kingpin: ... What kind of mental circuit is this!?
The negotiation had clearly broken down.
A fierce light flashed in Kingpin's eyes.
Since he couldn't leave, he had to fight!
Kingpin immediately winked at Hammerhead, but the latter nodded, indicating he didn't understand.
Kingpin: (—l——)
Damn it, why did I accept this simpleton?
"Cover me." Kingpin shouted in a low voice.
Hammerhead finally understood, gritted his teeth, and lunged toward Darian again.
He lowered his body, using his large head—which looked like it had drunk some deer milk powder—to lead the way, roaring: "Look at this iron... Ahhh! My toes!!!"
The next moment, screams replaced Hammerhead's roar.
Hammerhead's charging stance twisted instantly, and he curled up like a shrimp.
Looking down, Darian had stepped on the toe of Hammerhead's leather shoe, grinding it mercilessly. That terrifying force not only crushed the shoe tip and toes into two dimensions but even caused the concrete floor beneath to crack like a spiderweb.
Creak, creak!
The clear sound of bones breaking made one's scalp tingle; the toe bones had shattered into shards inside the boot.
The excruciating pain instantly crushed all fighting spirit, and Hammerhead could only emit a shrill howl, his face covered in tears and snot.
Darian smiled disdainfully: "And you call this Diamond Leg?"
Hammerhead: ... Who the hell is Diamond Leg!
Just as Hammerhead distracted Darian, Kingpin rushed over from the flank. He aimed the tip of his special cane at Darian and pressed the hidden button on the inside with his thumb.
Boom—!
The cane tip erupted with scorching orange-red flames, like an angry fire dragon, instantly swallowing Darian whole!
The terrifying high temperature caused the surrounding air to distort violently, forcing even Kingpin to take half a step back.
Success!
Just as a hint of ferocious joy flashed across Kingpin's face, the flames in front of him suddenly parted to the sides.
Darian strolled out of the inferno unscathed, his clothes unruffled, his hair unburnt. The surrounding flames seemed to fear him, actively avoiding him and not daring to touch even a strand of his hair.
"Fatty, you are playing with Fire."
Darian smiled evilly, the corners of his mouth curling up like a certain sports brand.
Kingpin couldn't help but swallow: "Wait, I can..."
Bang!
A gunshot rang out, and Kingpin's massive body collapsed to the ground.
A generation of underworld kings fell just like that.
Seeing this, Hammerhead choked back his screams and looked at Darian in terror: "Didn't you say you wouldn't kill us?"
Darian said happily: "The one who said that just now was my evil personality; this is my kind personality."
Hammerhead: ... How can the kind personality be more evil than the evil one!
Soon, Hammerhead and Rhino collapsed one after another, following their boss.
[Task Objective: An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, kill ten super villains who are harming the World (3/10)]
Not bad, progress advanced by nearly a third.
Darian nodded with satisfaction.
"Whoa! Look who it is, isn't this the Kingpin from that Ben Affleck Daredevil movie, known as Marvel's dark history?"
Wade had snuck into the office at some point and was squatting beside Kingpin's still-warm corpse, poking his cheek with a finger.
"Buddy, you're in trouble. That Daredevil actor is Batman. You actually killed his villain. That Dark Knight is famous for protecting his fans. Be careful that one night he drives the Batmobile to chat with you."
"What are you afraid of? This is the Marvel set, not DC."
"Who knows? It's not like the two companies haven't had crossovers. Maybe one day the bosses run out of money, slap their thighs, and tear down that copyright wall again."
Wade chuckled: "But that's fine too. Then I can run to Gotham, find my dear Batsy, kick away that smiling boy next to him, and take the title of Batman's number one fan."
"As long as I leach off DC's daddy traffic, my future personal movie box office will take off on the spot, directly crushing that damn Joker movie!"
Darian ignored this guy who was immersed in his own dreams and turned to walk out of the office.
After turning a few corners, he quickly found Old Hawkeye and Wolverine outside the isolation room at the end.
Because Darian had drawn away almost all the firepower of the entire building, the two of them hadn't spent much effort finding Old Hawkeye's daughter, Ashley, who was being held captive.
Old Hawkeye neatly took out the two armed guards at the door and rescued Ashley, who was dressed in black leather.
However, the rescued Ashley showed no gratitude.
Although she was wearing a Spider-Man suit, she had no demeanor of a superhero. The reason she wanted to assassinate Kingpin was not to eliminate harm for the people as Old Hawkeye thought, but to usurp Kingpin's current position and replace him as the new ruler of this land.
Old Hawkeye realized the truth and argued fiercely with Ashley; he didn't want his daughter to degenerate into a local bully.
But Ashley didn't think so and even planned to kill Old Hawkeye.
She had long heard that Kingpin had only made everyone understand he had no weaknesses by killing his own wife and children, and from then on, fear was ingrained in their bones.
Who would dare not obey someone who could even kill their own flesh and blood?
Therefore, Ashley wanted to follow the same path: kill her father to establish authority and make a name for herself!
A real filial daughter!
Wolverine kindly stepped forward to dissuade her, telling his niece to listen to her uncle.
As a result, before he could finish speaking, he was punched away by Ashley, smashing through the wall and falling from the high building.
You must know that Ashley had Spider-Man's genes flowing in her body. Although her strength was far less than her grandfather Spider-Man's, she could easily lift tons of objects, and killing a cow or horse with one punch was no problem.
"Ashley, stop!"
Old Hawkeye relied on his keen senses to dodge awkwardly in the narrow space.
He could feel a murderous intent from Ashley; his own filial daughter really wanted to kill him!
What a sin!
Ashley's offensive did not slow down at all, waving her multi-ton fists and bombarding Old Hawkeye.
To her, there was no such thing as family affection in this wasteland World, only the law of the jungle.
If a person isn't ruthless, their position won't be stable. Only by being ruthless enough will everyone fear her!
An excited look flashed in Ashley's eyes.
Sacrificing her own father was within reach!
Old Hawkeye was old after all, coupled with the permanent blindness DEBUFF, his movements gradually slowed down, and he was soon seized by Ashley, who threw a punch full of power directly at his face!
Just as Old Hawkeye was about to be finished, a hand suddenly reached out from the side and gripped Ashley's wrist tightly.
Ashley was stunned, then subconsciously tried to exert force to snatch her arm back.
However, she was shocked to find that her strength, which could flip a car, could not shake this hand at all.
"What!?"
Ashley's pupils shrank, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Because she inherited the strength of her grandfather Spider-Man, her strength had never been inferior to anyone since she was a child.
She was often told that the Hawkeye family had a daughter who had grown up, with strength enough to lift mountains and spirit enough to cover the World; otherwise, how would she dare to assassinate Kingpin.
If it weren't for Kingpin's large number of subordinates, she would have punched a hole through that fat man's head long ago.
But now, her own strength was completely suppressed!
"Hawkeye, is this the daughter you risked your life to save?"
Darian grabbed Ashley's arm, ignoring her struggle, and turned to look at the bewildered Old Hawkeye.
He didn't expect to see such a scene of fatherly love and filial piety; it was simply wonderful.
Old Hawkeye said awkwardly: "I left when she was very young, so I didn't teach her well. It's embarrassing."
Darian shook his head: "It's not that I'm lecturing you, but you have to correct your own child from a young age, so they don't become a demon and harm others later."
"There's no way, she never listens to me." Old Hawkeye was a bit helpless.
Darian waved his hand: "What to do when a child is disobedient? Just beat them up."
The problem is I can't beat her! Old Hawkeye's mouth twitched.
He wanted to put on the posture of a strict father, but his strength didn't allow it. With one punch from Ashley, the strict father would directly become a parricide.
"Bastard!"
Listening to the two people's conversation as if no one else was around, Ashley was furious, clenched her left fist, and smashed it toward Darian's temple with all her might!
But Darian's movements were faster than hers.
Muay Thai Warning!
Darian's waist suddenly twisted, the force transmitted from his heels, and a fierce, violent elbow strike arrived first, smashing heavily onto Ashley's nose bridge!
Boom!!
A heavy muffled sound echoed in the building.
Ashley flew backward like a broken kite, her back slamming heavily into the wall. A clear sense of fracture came from her nose bridge, and blood gushed out continuously, staining half her face red.
Darian walked slowly to Ashley and smiled: "Do you dare to be disobedient again?"
"I want to kill you!"
Ashley squeezed a roar through her blood-stained teeth.
Compared to the physical pain, the humiliation of being beaten made her even more frantic. Even her biological father had never beaten her like this!
But before she could move, a fist magnified rapidly in her vision.
Boom!
Her head was hit hard again, and Ashley instantly saw stars, her ears buzzing, as if she had drunk fake alcohol.
"Is that how you talk to your Uncle Darian?"
Darian's tone was dissatisfied: "Your Uncle Darian here has Certification of etiquette and attaches the most importance to propriety. If you are not polite, then Uncle Darian can only go 'Bang Bang'."
Ashley: ... Is that what a Certification of etiquette means?
Also, you look like you're not much older than me, how are you embarrassed to call yourself an uncle.
Darian asked again: "Are you going to listen or not?"
"Listen to your..."
Boom!!
Darian punched Ashley's words back into her mouth.
"Be polite when you're a person, don't fill your mouth with profanity."
"Fuck you!"
Boom!!
"I said be polite, why can't you learn?"
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
Boom!!
"Who the hell are you calling 'your mom'!"
"..."
Darian punched Ashley in the head one after another.
Old Hawkeye stood by, dumbfounded.
Didn't he come to help me rescue my daughter? Why is he beating my daughter instead?
Old Hawkeye didn't dare to step forward to stop him. Darian was so fierce, what if he beat him up too? His old arms and legs couldn't take it.
Anyway, Ashley inherited Spider-Man's genes and had thick skin and flesh. As long as Darian didn't kill her, it wouldn't be a big problem. Just endure it and it will pass.
Wolverine climbed back upstairs and saw the scene in front of him, instantly dumbfounded.
He looked at the indifferent Old Hawkeye and couldn't help but ask: "Hawkeye, your daughter is being beaten like this, and you can actually bear to watch?"
Old Hawkeye waved his hand calmly: "It's fine, I'm blind."
Wolverine: ...
Ten minutes later, Darian finally stopped, took out a white cloth, and leisurely wiped the sticky blood off his knuckles.
At this moment, Ashley was deeply embedded in the shattered wall, her face swollen like a pig's head, bruised and bloody, and her own mother probably wouldn't recognize her.
Darian asked: "Do you know you were wrong?"
"I... I know."
Ashley's voice was garbled and hoarse, squeezed out from her swollen lips.
If someone pried open her swollen eyelids, they would find that the viciousness and madness in her eyes had disappeared, replaced by a kind of clear stupidity.
"Where were you wrong?"
"Wrong in... shouldn't have killed my biological... own father."
"Anything else?"
"...Need to, need to be polite."
Darian nodded with satisfaction: "That's right. Politeness is especially important. There is a saying, 'If you don't learn etiquette, you cannot stand.' It means if you don't learn to be polite to me, I will beat you until you can't stand. Understand?"
Ashley: ...
Is that what that means?
"I understand, Uncle Darian."
Ashley nodded quickly, afraid that Darian's iron fist would descend again.
She was truly scared.
Gods knows what she went through in these ten minutes.
Swearing, beaten!
Retorting, beaten!
Not retorting, beaten!
Talking, beaten!
Not talking, still beaten!
Finally, Ashley completely realized it: Darian just wanted to beat her!
Thinking of this, Ashley couldn't help but collapse and cry.
Old Hawkeye left when she was young, and she never had a complete childhood.
Unexpectedly, she actually made up for her missing childhood here with Uncle Darian today.
Tears!
Woooo!