I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 163: Houston Riot (Part )
Just as the real Steve Rogers was racking his brains over how to lure Mephisto out, a helicopter broadcast an ultimatum appeared in the sky of Houston.

"What do they want to do? Why are they driving the citizens out of the city?" Johnny Blaze couldn't understand the state government's actions: "Shouldn't they send the army in to rescue people?"

Steve, who had experienced this once, instantly understood the state government's intention. His face turned pale and he gritted his teeth.

"Haha!" Thor sneered, not disguising his contempt: "This country has never disappointed me in terms of shamelessness."

"What are they going to do?" Johnny asked quickly, with a hint of uneasiness.

"They don't plan to send troops into the city. They should plan to bomb the city directly." Thor replied with a sneer.

"No, how could they do this!" Johnny couldn't believe it: "There must be many people trapped in the city. As long as we send troops in to clean up the black skeletons, we can rescue them."

"Maybe it's because it's easier this way." Thor shrugged and smiled, "No matter how shameless this country does, I won't be surprised."

"Damn it! Roxanne is in danger." Johnny didn't have much compassion for others. He only cared about the people he cared about.

He has not yet come up with the idea of ​​wandering between the two worlds to punish evil, and is only thinking about lifting the curse and returning to normal.

Johnny rushed out of the hotel and went straight to his ex-girlfriend's apartment.

After rescuing the person last night, the shocked and naked Roshan was unable to explain her experience and was too ashamed to face her ex-boyfriend. She strongly demanded to return to her apartment, so Johnny had to send the person back first.

"Thor, there must be a large number of residents trapped in the city's apartments and residential areas. Can you help me..." Steve asked with difficulty: "You don't have to save them, just help open a gap for them to escape."

"Who makes us friends?" Thor smiled and jumped out of the hotel window.

Steve gave a genuine smile.

He turned around and looked at the Wu Xinmo who was bound by magic, and added a few more magic chains to him before he felt at ease to go out.

The duo started in nearby apartments and residential areas.

As expected, a large number of residents were trapped in their homes, with black skeletons wandering in the narrow corridors, scaring the residents so much that they dared to lock the doors and windows and not come out.

Not everyone has the courage to fight monsters head-on, and most people just want stability.

They were waiting for the military and police to come in to rescue them, but they did not expect to receive a notice from the state government asking them to flee on their own.

"Fuck! Let us escape on our own. There are monsters everywhere outside. How can we escape?"

"Don't worry about them, we'll just stay home and save on food. Houston is a big city, and if it stops for a day, the big guys will lose more."

"It's too dangerous to go out, just hide at home, the big shots will send someone in sooner or later!"

……

Since the Black Skull outbreak happened at a still early stage, there were not many people in the office building. Even if there were poor souls working overtime all night, Steve could only choose to ignore them. He had to rescue more people in the shortest time.

Holding a green magic light shield in his left hand and a green magic sword in his right hand, Steve continued to clear out the black skeletons on each floor.

At the same time, he shouted: "Residents, the black skeleton has been eliminated, everyone run!"

"Wow, a new superhero?" Many residents saw a green light in the corridor through the peephole.

"Mom, should we go out? There are no monsters outside."

"Ignore him, just stay at home. Even if there are no monsters in the corridor, there will be monsters on the street."

Steve, who had cleared several floors in a short time, looked back and found that no one had run out of the door. He was so angry that he shouted loudly: "Hurry up! The government has sent bombers and they are going to bomb the city soon!"

This time, a few doors were finally opened.

"Who... who are you?" Several heads popped out from behind the door, staring at Steve cautiously and asking, "Is what you said true?"

After a moment of silence, Steve chose to restore his original appearance, and even used magic to put on a star-spangled tights for himself, and the shield in his hand became real.

"I'm Steve Rogers, Captain America."

Unexpectedly, his confession not only failed to win trust, but the doors that were opened with great difficulty were also hastily closed.

Steve didn't know that during the days he was studying magic in Asgard, the American government was widely publicizing the existence of a fake Captain America and taught everyone how to identify him.

The method is very simple. As long as someone appears alone and there is no team of agents wearing SHIELD uniforms around him, he is an imposter!

Besides, the counterfeit will disguise himself, so does the genuine Captain America need to disguise himself?
"Fuck!" Steve was quite depressed.

But he didn't have time to deal with these people, so he could only clear the black skeletons layer by layer according to the original plan. After cleaning up, he jumped directly from the top floor, used green magic to weave transparent wings for himself, and flew to the next apartment.

Regardless of whether the residents believe it or not, Steve can only work hard and clear out the black skeletons besieging the apartments and residential areas. There will always be people willing to leave.

At the end of the day, Steve worked without sleep, while Thor was relatively casual, not slacking off but not being very active either.

The two cleared out a lot of apartment buildings and residential areas, and some people bravely escaped, but compared to the whole of Houston, it was still a drop in the bucket.

Finally, the countdown is over.

A group of black ghosts flew over the southern sky. A total of ten "B-2" bombers set off from the Gulf of Mexico and arrived in Houston in almost the blink of an eye.

When the bombs fell, the Houston people who were hiding at home and unwilling to go out finally realized what the government was doing.

The bombers did not drop bombs on the buildings right away, but instead carried out carpet bombing on the streets, intending to clear out the black skeletons on the streets first.

Such a plan can relatively reduce public pressure.

But for the people of Houston caught in the crossfire, it made little difference.

In order to inflict maximum damage to the Black Skulls and to prevent Houston from becoming a sea of ​​fire and increasing public pressure, the Air Force used shock wave bombs.

The shock wave tore the thin skeleton of the Black Skull into pieces, but it also caused damage to the tall buildings on both sides of the street. The residents hiding in the buildings were even shocked to the point that their eardrums ruptured and blood flowed from all their orifices.

Steve, who had been fighting all day this time, dodged the bombs that kept falling from the sky and yelled to the sky: "Damn it! These are our compatriots!"

Steve was not the only one who felt this way, the Texas consortium was equally angry.

Texas is their base, and major cities such as Austin, Houston, and Dallas are the most important areas in their hands, especially the southern port city of Houston, whose importance to the Texas consortium is self-evident.

However, several other major financial groups took advantage of the accidental death of their leader and the situation of being leaderless, and brazenly approved the bombing plan, obviously out of strong personal grudges.

The Texas financial group is a latecomer, and because it condones the "rednecks" who advocate independent thinking, its relationship with the old financial groups has always been unharmonious.

It doesn’t really matter whether it is independent or not. It is just a means for the Texas consortium to express its attitude.

The other party seized the opportunity and obviously severely weakened the strength of the Texas consortium, making them lose the capital to advocate independence, and they can only obediently follow the arrangements in the future.

The decision-makers of other consortiums are all shrewd and calculating guys, and there is no harmony between the consortiums. After all, there are only so many resources, and who wouldn't want to fight for them?
You have to create opportunities even if there are none. What’s more, this is a godsend opportunity when all the top executives of the Texas consortium are wiped out?
Can you still be called a monopoly capitalist if you don’t seize the opportunity?
(End of this chapter)