I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 29: Learn the Sword of Exorcism, One Infects Two
Adam Smith bent down to pick up his treasure, held it in his hand and subconsciously weighed it; it was unexpectedly light.

Just like an octopus's legs, after being separated from the body, they will shrink and curl up. If they continue to lose water, they will quickly dry up and turn into a mass of solid organic matter.

Before it dried, Adam Smith pinched it again subconsciously, as if he was reminiscing about the time when he was a man, with an expression full of emotion.

After a moment, he regained his composure.

I had nothing, but ended up getting the chance to become an extraordinary human being. What else could I not be satisfied with?
Halfway through his life, as a man he has enjoyed the good times and also experienced the lows. Now he will change his identity to see different scenery.

Before starting over, he wants to make a clean break with the past.

He went downstairs with his baby in his hand and was met by his wife with an angry face.

Although the once beautiful face has some traces of time, it still can't hide its charm. But now this face only makes Adam feel bored and hateful.

"Fuck it, you're really going to die by not going to work after nine o'clock..."

The man's fist hit the blonde's abdomen with such force that all the muscles in her body tensed up. The two big headlights created ripples, her eyes bulged out, her mouth opened wide, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The treasure in his other hand was stuffed into the blonde's mouth, reaching deep into her throat. Adam roughly closed her jaw and forced the treasure into the blonde's esophagus.

"You..." The blonde girl held her throat with her hands, feeling unable to breathe, and spoke tremblingly: "You...give me...what..."

The treasure blocked her throat and trachea, and in just a moment, the blonde's face turned crimson purple.

"With your style, if you just plug one hole, you will definitely not be satisfied." Adam Smith looked around, walked to the baseball bat in the corner and picked it up.

He kicked his wife down, grabbed one of her legs with one hand, raised the baseball bat, circulated his internal energy, and performed a straight stabbing sword move.

Pfft!

The thick end of the baseball bat thrust toward the hole.

The fierce Exorcism Sword Technique showed its power for the first time in this world, first to the abdomen, then to the chest, and finally to the throat, successfully merging with the big baby.

The entire length of the baseball bat was inserted into the blonde's body.

After a few seconds, the man died, but his body still twitched reflexively from time to time, like a fish with its head chopped off.

"Since you have worked hard for me, I will give you a quick death."

Adam Smith looked at the blonde on the floor with an expression of indifference.

"I will send all the men you have touched down to reunite with you one by one. I promise you that they will not die too easily..."

After searching the house for cash and bank cards, Adam Smith set fire to the apartment that once recorded his happy times.

The fire shot up into the sky, and Adam, who had changed into casual clothes, disappeared into the community against the flow of people.

He first went to Chinatown at the southern end of Manhattan, found a tailor shop, and handed the hand-drawn drawings to the owner.

"I need a dress like this, in red fabric."

This is the deepest image in Adam's memory. Dongfang Bubai's red dress became the most eye-catching symbol in the black and white world, like a fire that lit up his new life.

"This……"

The owner of the tailor shop was an elderly Chinese man. He looked up at Adam. Adam's tailoring skills were still rudimentary. Not only did his Adam's apple not disappear, but even his stubble from not shaving overnight was still noticeable.

"This is a woman's dress!"

"It's okay, I'll offer double the price, please do it now." Adam threw out two hundred-dollar bills.

For the sake of the money, the old tailor didn't ask any more questions, thinking that perhaps the man was buying it for his wife or lover.

But when he finished, Adam Smith actually put on the red dress in front of him.

When leaving, Adam cupped his fists toward the old tailor, imitating the action in the movie: "Thank you!"

Adam Smith, dressed in red, attracted a lot of attention when walking on the streets of Chinatown, but this is the free America, where people wearing strange clothes are common and it is not uncommon to see demons dancing wildly.

He searched the street for a long time but couldn't find a store selling cold weapons. Finally, when he passed by a martial arts school, he saw the sword on the weapon rack through the glass window.

"Boss, I want to buy a sword from you."

The martial arts master looked at this strange man dressed as a woman in astonishment, and it took him a long time to react: "You want to buy a sword?"

"Yes." Adam nodded.

"Have you learned Chinese swordsmanship?" The owner of the martial arts school suddenly thought and quickly promoted it with a smile: "If you are interested in Chinese swordsmanship, you can come to our martial arts school to learn..."

"I'll pay for the tuition, please sell me a good sword." The former Wall Street elite naturally understood what the boss meant. Seeing that the other party was willing to buy it at a premium and didn't have to spend time teaching, the boss naturally had no reason to be unwilling.

He walked to the weapon rack, picked up a slender iron sword in the shape of a Han sword, and walked in front of Adam Smith, not forgetting to brag: "Sir, you may not understand, the Han sword is a descendant of the Zhou sword, and it occupies an irreplaceable position in the entire history of Chinese swords..."

When Adam Smith saw this sword, he could not take his eyes off it, because this sword was very similar to the one on Dongfang Bubai's waist.

This is naturally Lin Hao's own aesthetic.

Adam took two steps forward, stretched out his hand to grab the hilt of the sword and pulled it out directly. With a flick of his hand, he made a few sword flowers. In high spirits, he performed a few moves of the evil-repelling sword technique in the martial arts hall.

The sword moves were astonishingly fast, the sword shadows were erratic, the cold light flashed, and the sharp rays pierced the air, setting off a whistling sound.

"What a sword!"

Adam Smith sheathed the sword casually, threw out the banknotes, and took the sword from his boss.

The stunned martial arts gym owner hasn't come back to his senses yet.

What did he just see?
A foreigner with a high nose displayed amazing sword skills in front of him!

What is Chinese martial arts like in Marvel?

Some fake masters who combine Tai Chi and Xingyi movements deliberately make Chinese martial arts tend to be "flowery and embroidered". They haven't even touched the surface of Tai Chi and Xingyi, and are unwilling to depict the powerful martial arts such as Baji and Bagua.

The moves in "Iron Fist" and "Shang-Chi" are more like karate and judo than Chinese martial arts, but foreigners have no idea that Japanese martial arts originated from China, so they naturally look down on Chinese martial arts.

All I can say is that he is despicable.

The sudden appearance of a set of pure and sharp Chinese swordsmanship made the owner of the martial arts school wonder who the Chinese was?

The boss came to his senses and hurriedly chased out the door, shouting to the man in red who had already walked away: "Master, I want to learn martial arts from you!"

Adam Smith ignored him, and after getting a real sword, he embarked on a journey of revenge.

Soon, Adam appeared on Wall Street, swaggered into the securities firm where he worked, and pushed open the door of his boss' office to the astonished eyes of his colleagues.

Without saying a word, he drew his sword and killed the man.

First, pieces of fat were cut off by the flying sword, and when the flesh and bones were separated, a huge head finally left the fat body.

Blood spurted into the sky and flesh flew everywhere, staining the entire white office.

All that was left on the chair behind the desk was a bloody skeleton.

After the murder, Adam Smith left his boss' office and walked towards the supervisor who had spoken harshly to him yesterday.

The sword flashed sharply, and another column of blood appeared.

This man has never touched his wife, but he is a foul-mouthed person.

When they saw Adam Smith kill two people in the blink of an eye, his colleagues in the office screamed in fear.

"Killing people!!!"

"Who else?" Adam Smith tilted his head and thought for a moment, then realized: "Oh, there are also Potter, Billy, Thor..."

He took two steps forward and asked a male colleague whose legs were shaking with a smile: "Ron, where is Mr. Potter?"

"In...in...the securities hall!"

"Thank you!"

After politely thanking him, Adam Smith went to the securities hall and found Mr. Porter who was selling stocks to customers.

He drew his sword and performed the sword moves as if practicing.

Once again, flesh and bones were torn apart, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

After performing several sword moves, Adam Smith discovered the magic. The sword skills he learned would actually drive the growth of energy in his body as he continued to perform them. In other words, every time he fought, he would be stronger than the last time as long as he survived.

The Manhattan Police Department has received news of the series of murders and police cars are rushing over.

At the same time, the surveillance footage was transmitted back to SHIELD, attracting attention from many parties.

Lin Hao just sat there and watched the show, enjoying the growing "resentment of living beings" behind the scenes.

"Learn the sword of exorcism, one person infects two people, American men roll up..."

　Thanks to Chen Ai in the Sea for the 500-point reward
　　
　
(End of this chapter)