The Collection of The End

——Marvel, 2010——

New York, Brooklyn.

A cordon has been set up around the smashed Salia restaurant, and serious-looking police officers and men in suits and sunglasses who don't look like ordinary people are patrolling the site of the accident.

The huge black robot that fell from the sky earlier has been moved away, but there are still people equipped with various strange instruments who look like scientists surveying the scene.

Although the whole scene looked like no strangers were allowed to enter, this kind of aura could not suppress the human instinct to watch the excitement. The police officers tried to drive them away several times to no avail, and then let them go.

On the periphery of the crowd, the real person involved was pointing at the ruins.

"Now that I think about it, what Xiaojing did was the right thing to do." Caroline said.

"Yeah." Max nodded.

"There is no rush for weapons and equipment. Just pack a backpack of daily necessities. You can probably survive even if you are thrown into outer space."

"really."

"The only good thing is that this vest comes with a driver's license and bank card, but are you kidding me about the $0.14 balance in it? How much is yours?"

"$0.13."

"Very good. Sisters will live together for the rest of their lives. Whoever gets rich first will be the dog."

"...I shouldn't have any hope that the 'bankrupt sisters' have savings."

"Looking on the bright side, the restaurant was damaged by Stark, maybe we can get compensation?"

"Didn't you notice? Our salary is all in cash. The stingy boss lady doesn't know our bank card number at all, and even if she gets compensation from the Stark Group, she won't share a penny from us."

"Then..." Max pointed to the sunglasses suit wandering on the edge of the scene: "Is that someone from SHIELD? Let's show off our special abilities and sneak in as an agent?"

"That's 'Snake Shield'," Caroline shook her head: "Isn't it clearly stated that the side mission is not counted if the organization you join is S.H.I.E.L.D."

"Snake Shield?"

"winery."

"understood."

"Our current location is north of Brooklyn. To the north is Manhattan, where heroes gather, and to the northwest is Queens, where ruthless people are. Although I don't know which universe this is, no matter how you look at it, there is always something possible in the grass on the roadside. A superhero pops up, so don’t think about breaking the law."

"So the job and the house are gone. In that case, why don't we finish the rest first? Find a crime scene, kill the criminal, and then, in exchange for life-saving benefits, go to the victim's house for a night?"

"The word 'blackmail' is really good. After all, ordinary people can't invite superheroes to their homes no matter what they think, right?"

"Then what do you think we should do?"

"You can find a crime scene, but there doesn't have to be a 'victim'," Caroline said, "Find a local gang stronghold, beat the people inside and throw them to the police station, and then borrow them from their house." Stay one night.”

"Is there a possibility?" Max tilted his head to look at her: "These gang members are the victims."

“Stealing a book doesn’t count as stealing, and robbing a gangster doesn’t count as robbery.”

"Yes, they are plagiarism and cheating."

"..."

"I actually don't care about the moral issues of these actions," Max shrugged: "The key is, what if after we finish doing it, the Lord God doesn't judge the action as 'stopping the crime', but decides it as 'completion of the crime'?"

"A road that leads to darkness?"

"..."

"Anyway, we have to find a place to live as soon as possible. I don't want to be debunked as 'weak' or 'fatigued' tomorrow."

"Then you decide."

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New York, Clinton District.

This area known as "Hell's Kitchen" is the most chaotic place in Manhattan. The gangs control almost everything here, and the influence of the police department cannot even extend beyond the neighborhood where it is located.

Everyone knows that this is the territory of the "Kingpin" who controls all gangs in the United States. No matter who dares to cause trouble here, they will disappear silently.

But today, someone broke this iron rule.

It is said that two outsiders made a big fuss near the dock and were caught in Kingpin's lair. Everyone who heard about this shook their heads - this was not how they were looking for death.

"So, is this the reason why you first brought me a spice warehouse and then killed the other five teams that came to support?" Jin Jing, wearing a white top hat and a white suit, sat behind a huge long wooden table, holding his hands They folded their mouths and narrowed their eyes at Max and Caroline: "Just to find a place to live?"

"Uh..." Caroline blinked: "Yes."

"What's the reason for choosing that place as your target?" Jin Jing asked again.

"Uh, being a chivalrous person? After all, there is absolutely nothing wrong with making money in Marvel." Caroline twitched her lips.

"Didn't you inquire about the information in advance?" Jin Jing raised his head and said, "'Kingpin' has retired, and now his daughter, 'Rachel Fisk Richerisk', also known as 'Kingjin', is in charge."

"Didn't he give birth to a son? His name is Richard Fisk. Because his son was assassinated, Kingpin, who had retired, came back to retaliate and reunify the American gangs." Caroline expressed doubts.

"The female name of 'Richard' is 'Richer', which is a really good name." Max praised.

"Hey... don't you need me to explain the differences between the world lines?" Jin Jing sighed, "If they were little-known NPCs, I would make them evaporate. If they were superheroes, I would beat them up and throw them away. , the result is you two, you said to yourself, what do you want me to do?"

"Recruitment?" Max replied.

"Do you want to listen to what you are saying?" Jin Jing pointed her with a small cane: "No matter how you say this, you have to call it 'pushing the water', right?"

"It doesn't matter what you call it. Since you have introduced such a powerful identity, there should be no problem with the next side mission, right?" Caroline giggled: "Offer a job first?"

"This is not an 'import'...forget it, I shouldn't be in a hurry to buy that restaurant." Jin Jing shook her head and pressed the bell on the table: "Matt, I leave these two to you, first of all, the residence, The work depends on the arrangement, and if anyone is dissatisfied, let them live the whole life."

A man wearing a mask that even covered his eyes came in from outside: "Okay, miss."

"Daredevil?" Caroline looked like she had seen a ghost.

"No," Jin Jing tipped his hat with his cane: "He is now Bullseye."

"I always feel that your experience after we separated was a bit too exciting. We can have a good chat later when we have time." Max looked at her.

"I will if I have time," Jin Jing shrugged: "Now, I have to appease my father who was furious because he was offended."