The Great Demon Lord of the American Comics World

Chapter 90, The Demon's Cruel Love
After a period of frenzied, out-of-body experience.

Mariko's skin flushed a light pink, and she lay limply in Li Xingzhou's arms, her plump, round, snow-white thighs draped over his waist. Under his gentle caresses, she recovered for a while before her hazy eyes gradually cleared.

She hugged Li Xingzhou tightly, kissed him lightly on the lips, then pressed her cheek against his broad chest and murmured:

"I just felt like I was dead... You villain, I feel like you've gripped my heart tightly in your palm... I can't imagine if you ever abandon me, would I still have the courage to live..."

Li Xingzhou chuckled:
"Don't worry, I'm a man of my word. While you're alive, you're my beloved pet; after you die, you'll be my ghost..."

These words, which were originally the cruel truth bluntly stated by the demon, sounded like the most beautiful love words to Mariko, causing her delicate body to tremble and her to be moved by them.

She forced her weak body to roll onto him, cupped his cheeks and kissed him repeatedly, then kissed his neck and chest, and then kissed her way down his body...

Li Xingzhou rested his hands behind his head, comfortably enjoying Mariko's service.

After another exhilarating session, Mariko was completely exhausted. She couldn't even move her fingers or toes. She could only obediently curl up in Li Xingzhou's arms. Only after he used his true energy to soothe and comfort her did she barely regain the strength to speak.

"Grandpa's condition has worsened again... My father is urging me to return to Japan, saying he wants to hold a formal engagement ceremony for me so that Grandpa won't pass away with regrets..."

"When does your father want you to go back?"

"Within a week."

"Within a week? It seems your grandfather's condition isn't urgent."

Li Xingzhou spoke leisurely, a playful smile appearing on his lips.

It's likely true that Mariko's grandfather is seriously ill; even if he's not on the verge of death, he probably doesn't have long to live.

But that ungrateful wretch will probably find Wolverine and try to steal his life force to regain his youth.

"Li Ang, what should I do about my marriage?"

Mariko murmured:

"I want to go back to see my grandfather one last time, but I'm worried that my father will force me to..."

"rest assured."

Li Xingzhou gently stroked her smooth back:

"Isn't there still a week? Once I've settled things at the company, I'll take you to Japan."

The engagement ceremony was bound to be ruined.

Mariko is already his pet; she has become his shape, body and soul. How could he allow her to get engaged to someone else?

In addition, he also wanted to get some adamantium from the Yashida family—as the number one zaibatsu in Japan, the Yashida family had a considerable collection of adamantium, and Mariko's grandfather had even used adamantium to build a samurai mecha.

Li Xingzhou planned to beg the Yashida family for alms to obtain some Adamantium alloy to refine magical artifacts.

He has advanced to the Innate Martial Arts realm, entered the Dao through martial arts and returned to the gate of Qi Refining. He has refined part of his True Qi into Spiritual Power and is now able to forge real magical artifacts.

Adamantium alloy is undoubtedly a superior material for crafting magical artifacts.

After comforting Mariko and letting her fall into a deep sleep, Li Xingzhou checked the time and saw that it was almost midnight. He then got up, dressed, and quietly left.

He didn't drive; instead, he asked the hotel for a designated driver and instructed them to take his newly customized bulletproof Lincoln Navigator to the Dream Bar. He then found an empty alley, put on a Guan Gong mask, spread his wings, added blood flames, and soared into the sky, circling over Queens and overlooking the midnight city.

Like most cities in America, Queens’ affluent neighborhoods like Forest Hills are safe, with police patrolling 24 hours a day and you can’t even see homeless people on the streets.

In poor neighborhoods, police disappear after their shift ends, and various criminals are active. In some minority neighborhoods, gunfights break out from time to time, which is a common occurrence. Calling the police is useless; whether the police respond depends entirely on their mood. If they come to collect the body and clean up the mess afterward, they are already considered to be very responsible.

So every night is also when the superheroes are most active.

And the superheroes also have a tacit understanding.

Even if they have never met, they will tacitly divide up their respective jurisdictions.

For example, Queens is Spider-Woman's daily patrol area.

Other superheroes who know of Spider-Woman's existence generally don't "cross the line".

Of course, there are also a few "vigilantes" who don't know much about the real superhero community, and don't even have any superpowers. They just put on strange clothes and masks to patrol out of pure righteousness.

Li Xingzhou saw two such volunteer police officers tonight.

One was a tall man wearing US military camouflage, a Zorro-style goggles, and carrying a spiked club he had made from a baseball bat.

The other was a young man wearing a green bodysuit, a hood, and carrying two short batons with arm guards.

Okay, Li Xingzhou recognized these two guys. Even without searching his memory bank, there was a lot of news about them on the internet recently.

The man in camouflage identified himself as "Colonel Stars and Stripes," while the man in the green bodysuit and hood was none other than "Kick-Ass."

For two ordinary people without superpowers and whose combat skills are not as comprehensive and powerful as "The Punisher's," becoming vigilantes in a chaotic place like New York is not a wise move.

However, this has nothing to do with Li Xingzhou; he has always respected the freedom of others.

Li Xingzhou hovered in the night sky, observing the two vigilantes with great interest as they patrolled the streets at midnight and beat up a thug who had just robbed a convenience store.

Colonel Stars and Stripes was originally a street thug, but he later repented and began to fight for justice. He was quite good at street fighting, and because of his thug background, he was particularly ruthless. In just a few moves, he beat the thug until his face was covered in blood and broke his arm.

Kick-Ass's fighting style was relatively gentle, but it was still somewhat methodical, suggesting that he had received some systematic training. Speaking of which, now that Hit-Girl and her father are with Li Xingzhou, who trained Kick-Ass?
It shouldn't be Colonel Stars and Stripes.

That guy's fighting skills are entirely self-taught street fighting style; he can't teach systematic fighting techniques with clear rules and methods.

So Kick-Ass gained the favor of other superheroes?

Punisher or Attorney Ma?

Uncle Fa (a nickname for a lawyer) probably doesn't think much of the "Slap King" (a derogatory term for a man who has been beaten up), but Attorney Ma (another lawyer) might be a little more likely to...

Li Xingzhou made random guesses, watching as the Stars and Stripes Colonel and the King of Kick-Ass continued their patrol after beating up the thugs, and then they ran into a brick wall.

From a dark alley came a shrill female voice crying for help. The Stars and Stripes Colonel rushed into the alley and saw a dark figure pinning a woman to the ground and frantically tearing at her clothes.

Without a word, Colonel Stars and Stripes swung his homemade spiked club and smashed it hard into the back of the dark figure. But the dark figure was unaffected, and Colonel Stars and Stripes' homemade spiked club broke in two.

The impact left Colonel Stars and Stripes stunned for a moment. Before he could figure out what was happening, Black Flag had already stood up, roared, and charged forward, sending Colonel Stars and Stripes flying three meters away before crashing heavily to the ground.

Just then, Kick-Ass, who had just rushed over, used the light shining in from outside the alley to see the shape of the dark figure.

It was a strange man with a dark, armored body, a face full of fat, and red eyes, with a scorpion-like hooked tail trailing behind him.

"What monster?"

Kick-Ass was startled, but seeing the Colonel lying on the ground, clutching his chest and groaning in pain, and then seeing the woman in front of him with her clothes torn to shreds and already in a semi-conscious state, he still mustered his courage and charged forward, brandishing his arm guards and baton.

Then, less than a round later, Kick-Ass was punched in the chest by the monster's carapace-like exoskeleton fist, and flew back while spitting blood.

The monster grinned maliciously and said in a deep, resonant voice:
"Two little bugs, how dare you disturb my meal... Perfect, I'll take you two as appetizers..."

As he spoke, the scorpion's tail hook lashed out from behind, catching the colonel's belt and pulling him back. Just then, a spiderweb shot down from the rooftop beside the alley, instantly enveloping the monster.

Then a lithe figure descended from the sky, suspended by spider silk, and with a double kick, struck the monster squarely in the chest, sending it flying backward and crashing into the alley wall with a thud, large cracks appearing on its chest armor.

Spider-Woman is here.

Li Xingzhou looked at Spider-Woman from the air and a smile appeared on his face.

He went out on patrol at midnight, hoping to run into Gwen.

In addition, that shell-like monster is quite interesting; it looks like yet another guy possessed by a demon.

Two demon-possessed guys were encountered in one night. New York is probably going to be in chaos for a while, and superheroes and even supervillains will have to keep busy.

After all, those indiscriminate, lowly demons don't care whether you're a hero or a villain.

According to Iliana, only high-ranking demons who are skilled in disguise and possess great wisdom are capable of making deals with villains. Of course, their ultimate goal is simply to harvest higher-quality souls—souls willingly offered through contracts are of higher quality and have less backlash than those forcibly killed and plundered.

While low-level demons may rapidly increase their power by indiscriminately devouring souls, the price is often a more chaotic mind, more confused thinking, and ultimately, a complete loss of sanity. Intelligent high-level demons, however, would never want to become like that.

……

Spider-Woman's attack power was clearly not something a small possessed demon could withstand.

After a barrage of punches and kicks, the demon-possessed guy was beaten unconscious and collapsed to the ground. His carapace and the scorpion stinger on his buttocks disappeared, revealing his true appearance as a dark-skinned thug.

Gwen didn't know that this guy was possessed by a demon; she thought he was just a mutant criminal with special abilities. After knocking him unconscious, she wrapped him in a spider web and then planned to call an ambulance.

Seeing that she was about to make a phone call, the Stars and Stripes Colonel quickly called out:

"Hey, wait a minute, you're not planning to call an ambulance, are you? Please don't! My injuries aren't serious, I can handle it. Please don't call an ambulance, I don't have medical insurance!"

Without medical insurance, a single ambulance ride can cost a bill of one or two thousand dollars, not to mention the subsequent treatment costs.

Kick-Ass came from a middle-class family and had health insurance, but he was very loyal. Seeing that Colonel Stars and Stripes was afraid to take the ambulance, he forced himself to get up, helped the colonel up, and thanked Gwen.
"Thank you, Spider-Woman. It was you who inspired me to become a vigilante on the streets. I never expected to meet you tonight. Although I got beaten up by the monster villain, I still have to say, today is my lucky day..."

Gwen shook her head and warned:
“Listen, I don’t want to dampen your enthusiasm for upholding justice, but you also need to be realistic about your capabilities. This kind of monster is clearly beyond your ability to handle. If you encounter this kind of monster again, don’t rush forward recklessly like you did today. Just call the police. Even if the police don’t show up, as long as you call the police, I will know and I will definitely arrive in time.”

As the daughter of the New York Police Commissioner, Gwen naturally had the means to listen to police emergency calls, which of course needs no further explanation to the two vigilantes.

Kick-Ass gave a wry smile:
"Thanks for reminding me, I think we've learned our lesson."

Gwen nodded slightly.

"Alright, I still need to take this guy to the police station. You guys should go back and rest. Oh, and please look after that lady too."

After saying that, he used the spider web to lift the dark-skinned thug who was possessed by a demon, leaped onto the top of the alley wall, and with a few more leaps, climbed onto the roof of the apartment building next door.

As soon as she reached the top of the apartment building, she was startled and turned her head to look at the water tower. There she saw a tall figure wearing a red mask standing below the water tower, waving at her.

"Li Ang?"

Gwen carried the prisoner to Li Xingzhou's side and asked in confusion:
"Why are you here?"

Li Xingzhou shrugged:

"Don't forget, I'm codenamed 'Red Dragon,' a fresh-faced superhero. As a superhero I do out of hobby, I occasionally patrol at night. If you hadn't intervened, this guy would have been beaten to a pulp by me."

Gwen chuckled and teased:
"So you're blaming me for stealing your victory?"

"of course not."

Li Xingzhou stepped forward, put his arm around Gwen's slender waist, and pulled her close to his chest, making her press against his chest. He laughed and said:

"Your fighting stance was fantastic, and this bodysuit is amazing too, it perfectly accentuates your figure, I think..."

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Gwen quickly called a halt:

"I know what you're thinking, but please don't say it out loud. There are prisoners of war around here."

He has already fainted.

Li Xingzhou reached out and removed Gwen's hood, leaned down and kissed her, and smiled:

"Will you come to my house later?"

Gwen gave a soft snort:
"No, I have to go on patrol."

"You can never catch all the bad guys; they need to take a break every now and then."

Gwen said seriously:
"Yes, there are always bad guys to catch, but every bad guy I catch reduces the number of victims, which is very meaningful."

Li Xingzhou smiled and said:

"If superheroes have to catch the bad guys, then what's the point of having police?"

Gwen pursed her lips and sighed:
“Although my father is the commissioner of the New York Police Department, I have to say... America’s police officers have no obligation to protect citizens from harm.”

Yes, the handsome police officer has no legal obligation to protect citizens from harm.

They could simply stand by and watch the criminals commit the crime and the victims suffer, and then decide whether to arrest them. This would be perfectly reasonable and legal, and they would not be punished for their inaction.

That's why America's superheroes are so popular with most people, because they're more reliable than the police.

Even America's inability to ban guns is partly due to the police's legitimate and legal "inaction."

“Alright, I know, America has its own national circumstances…”

Li Xingzhou shook his head helplessly, then looked at the prisoners trapped in the spider web:

"However, handing this guy over to the police is probably not a good idea. He's not your average superpowered criminal; he's possessed by a demon."

"Possessed by a demon?"

Gwen was somewhat surprised:

"You mean, the demons from hell in legends? Does hell and demons really exist in this world?"

"Yes. Not only are there hell and demons, I even know a hell lord. You know, I'm also a witcher for fun."

Gwen herself is a superhuman, has often seen Homelander flying in the sky, and has also encountered vampires and werewolves, and fought with Abomination, so she can accept the idea of ​​demons from hell.

However, she was still somewhat curious:
"How did the demons of hell come into reality? Why aren't there any angels to deal with them? Also, who is that hell lord you know? Did you hunt him?"

Li Xingzhou smiled:

"You're asking so many questions at once, I don't know how to answer them... Anyway, let's deal with this demon-possessed guy first."

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(End of this chapter)