Stand User in Marvel Universe

Dior is not a Gundam, of course, he is only able to dismantle Gundam with his bare hands.

So when the ninja's life-threatening blow failed, his fate was already doomed.

"Ho..."

Dio grabbed the neon ninja's neck with one hand, lifted him into the air, and blocked the shuriken thrown by the other two ninjas.

Then, seeing that the unlucky ninja failed to flutter twice, black blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and he swallowed directly.

"poison?"

Dio's eyes widened, and what surprised him even more was still to come.

The ninja killed by his comrade suddenly turned into ashes...

However, the two ninjas who killed their companions by mistake were always calm, as if the ones they just killed were not their companions, but just a cat and a dog on the side of the road.

In other words, the brainwashing and training since childhood had already turned them into out-and-out killing machines, almost like dead men. As long as they can complete the task, they will neither care about casualties nor be stingy with their own lives.

What's more, death is not necessarily the end...

There was no fear in their eyes but endless numbness.

Dior, who realized this, no longer felt that he could ask anything from them, so he simply killed it. Anyway, since the other party's goal was himself, he would come to him sooner or later.

"die!"

Turning over a poker card, the dark red long knife threw out directly, pinning a ninja who couldn't dodge accurately to the wall.

Then Dio whistled and began to take the sword in the air.

In the end, the ninja did not expect that the knife thrown by Dio could fly out again, and was cut into two pieces directly from behind without being prepared.

Dio looked at the two corpses that were turned to ashes in front of him, and pondered for a while. He always felt that this scene seemed a little familiar.

So he decided to waste some time first, and it was in his interest to find out the origin of the other party.

Although he didn't think that just relying on these inexplicable ninjas could cause a single hair of damage to him, maybe the other organization could bring him a new piece of leeks.

Because on the attribute panel, there are 3 more sinful souls...

So he replaced the [Melancholy Blues] that he hadn't used for a long time, then summoned it, walked to a ninja who turned to ashes and started "playing it backwards".

Next, you only need to follow [Melancholic Blues] to find the other party's nest, which is extremely convenient.

. . . . . . . . . .

In a factory in Hell's Kitchen, an old woman wearing a white shirt, a long black dress, and leaning on a cane in her hand was inspecting the production process of 'washing powder'.

And here are all yellow-skinned Asian workers, including men and women, old and young, but they all have numbness and fear in their eyes, and some kind of white powder on their hands.

The moment they saw the thin old woman appear, they were like well-trained soldiers. They put down the tools in their hands in unison, stood up neatly, straightened their waists, and did not look sideways, as if waiting. The soldiers who are looking up are generally.

And the old woman who was so feared by everyone also had a lot of background. She was one of the five fingers of the hand and the meeting, known as Mrs. Gao.

After the fall of Jinbing, with the help of the Rand Group, she annexed a large number of 'washing powder' businesses and used Hell's Kitchen as the base of her own 'washing powder' factory, and her power expanded rapidly.

Although outsiders only regarded her as an old woman in her 60s or 70s, only the high-level executives in the hand and the meeting knew that this black-haired old woman had lived for at least 400 years!

She is an out-and-out old witch!

Moreover, this old witch also likes to use violence and terror to deter subordinates and enemies. Anyone who dares to make her dissatisfied completely disappears in this world, and she can't even find a hair.

After inspecting the 'washing powder' factory, Mrs. Gao came to her office here.

"How's the situation? Did those trash find the murderer?"

Following Mrs. Gao's self-talking question, a figure suddenly came out of the shadows.

"Second Three Three, Three Four, Three Five have already gone out to inquire about the news, and they will bring back that person's head."

"Well, it should be possible to kill so many wastes in such a short period of time."

Mrs. Gao undeniably poured herself a cup of tea, her eyes were very calm, and it seemed that she never paid attention to the extremely evil "Death of the Night".

If it wasn't for the fact that she needed a hell's kitchen under her control to keep her "washing powder" business undisturbed, she wouldn't care about the life and death of those wastes, even if they were all dead.

But just then, an unexpected riot happened!

Mrs. Gao frowned and put down the teacup with a dissatisfied expression, "Go and see, kill the troublemakers, and build them all into concrete."

The man dressed as a ninja took a step back without saying a word and disappeared into the shadows again.

Mrs. Gao has always been confident, both in her own strength and in the organization behind her.

But this time, she seemed to be a little too confident.

After a few minutes, the commotion outside gradually disappeared, but it was replaced by a strong smell of blood.

Mrs. Gao is no stranger to this taste. In her 400-year life, no less than 10,000 people have died directly or indirectly at her hands.

But the current situation seems to be a little wrong. The ninja did not return to return to life, and it suddenly became too quiet outside.

Mrs. Gao's heart sank, and she stood up with a cane with a worried expression.

But before she could go out, the sound of a clear footstep became clearer from far to near.

"Dong dong..."

A polite knock sounded on the door.

Mrs. Gao laughed and sat back again, "Please come in."

An Asian face she had never seen before pushed the door with a smile and walked in, and sat down opposite her very familiarly.

"Where are my people?"

"If you mean those ninjas, it's all gray."

Mrs. Gao nodded indifferently. Before the other party came in, she already had this mental preparation.

"Dare to ask your name, you and I don't seem to have met."

"Hey, this is exactly what worries me. You and I don't know each other, so why do you have to come and trouble me?" The visitor pretended to be troubled and looked at her aggressively.

Mrs. Gao realized instantly, and the faint smile on her face disappeared immediately.

"It turns out that Your Excellency is the 'God of Death in the Night' that is widely rumored outside. It seems that the few people I sent have caused me a big trouble."

Although she said so, Mrs. Gao's face was still calm, and there was even a bit of sarcasm in her tone.