I'm the Demon King in Marvel

Chapter 83 Stark's shells made me like this? (First order required)
Steve Rogers' body contained great strength. He reflexively rushed to the little girl in front of the pickup truck, picked her up, and then skillfully flipped her sideways.

After avoiding the pickup truck, he immediately stood up and took a defensive stance.

"Anna!" A young woman ran up to Rogers, took the child, turned around and ran away without even saying thank you.

The pickup truck slammed on its brakes, and a group of scumbag thugs jumped out and surrounded Rogers.

"Boy, you are very brave!"

A gangster with black teeth, a nose ring and a head full of yellow hair ran up to Rogers and pressed his fingers on his strong pectoral muscles.

"Wow, that's quite something!" The gangster exclaimed, "No wonder they dared to block our Viper Gang's car."

"You wouldn't..." The little yellow-haired boy said in an exaggerated and sarcastic tone, "You want to be a hero?"

"Hahahaha..." The other thugs all burst into laughter.

"Hero? When has there ever been a hero in damn Sokovia?"

"Brothers, this kid doesn't know any better. Please don't bother with him." Harry Rogers ran over and bowed to the thugs, trying to calm things down.

"Old man, who is older than you..." The little yellow-haired boy raised his foot and was about to kick him, and then he flew away.

The smiles on the faces of the other thugs suddenly became incoherent.

"Karon? Karon!" A thug looked around in confusion: "Where are you?"

The position where the little yellow-haired boy originally sat was replaced by Rogers.

"Ah..." A scream came from a distance.

A group of thugs quickly ran to a garbage truck in the distance, suppressed their discomfort, and stuck their heads over.

I saw the yellow-haired Karon lying in the garbage dump, his limbs trembling and his eyes blurred.

"Second... Second in command, are you okay?" the gangsters asked hurriedly.

"Shake... shake people!" the yellow-haired man shouted tremblingly.

So the gangster quickly took out his cell phone and called the boss of the Viper Gang.

"Boss, come to Bailey Street quickly, the second in command has been beaten!"

In the center of the street, a group of thugs had pulled out various weapons from a pickup truck and surrounded Rogers and his son.

"Harry, David!" Lina Rogerston, who was standing on the side of the road, felt as if the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. She was about to rush over regardless of everything, but was held tightly by Strong beside her.

"Don't go over there, it's useless!"

No one around suggested such stupid things as calling the police, because everyone knew that the police would not be able to do anything. The most they could do was to notify the funeral home to take over the business afterwards.

"As long as you don't provoke them, you'll be fine after a beating..."

The Viper Gang only controlled three nearby streets. Upon hearing that the second in command who went to collect fees was beaten, the first in command quickly arrived with his men.

Wearing a flashy purple suit, floral shirt and slicked-back hair, he looks like the "boss of Causeway Bay".

As soon as he arrived at the scene, he asked lazily, "Who did this?"

The thugs all pointed at the Rogers father and son who were surrounded.

Harry Rogers' hunched waist almost touched the ground, but Steve Rogers' waist was upright, and no matter how his father beside him pulled him down, he never bent.

The boss just glanced at the old man and didn't care about him anymore. He had seen too many humble ants like him.

He only has his sights on young people.

"Boy, you did it?"

Steve Rogers' memories and the power surging in his body made him never think of compromising.

Similar thugs occupied Steve Rogers' entire adolescence. He was not afraid of them when he was a child, but after being injected with the super soldier serum, he faced an army full of armed guns and live ammunition, and he was no longer afraid of these street thugs.

Rogers pried his father's hands apart, straightened his waist, and then protected him behind his back.

"I did it, what do you want?"

"You have courage." The boss waved his hand, and the men beside him immediately raised their rifles. The guy on the pickup truck even picked up a rocket launcher.

"Stek Industries?" The sharp-eyed Rogers discovered the logo on the weapon, which turned out to be a company he was familiar with.

"I'll give you a chance. Kneel down and follow my convoy around the city, and then join the Viper Gang, and I'll let your family go." The boss was obviously attracted by the talent and stared at the American butt for a long time.

"Otherwise, your whole family will have to..."

Suddenly, a figure flashed, and Rogers forcefully pushed away the thug in front of him and rushed straight to the boss, grabbing his neck with his big hand like a palm-leaf fan.

"Put down your guns!"

"Asshole, let our boss go!"

"Fuck, are you looking for death?"

Immediately, a smart thug ran towards the dumbfounded Harry Rogers, trying to grab him and threaten the fierce young man.

"I said, put down the gun!" Rogers raised his hand and broke the boss's arm, then yelled at the thugs around him.

“Let go…let go…” The boss, whose neck was being strangled, screamed, “Assholes, do you want to kill me?”

When the thugs around heard the boss' order, they immediately put down their guns, most of them with anger on their faces.

Harry Rogers stood there in a daze and hasn't come to his senses yet.

When did his shy and even cowardly eldest son become so bold and fierce?
"asshole!"

Suddenly, a shout came from more than ten meters away: "Let my brother go!"

The yellow-haired second in command actually raised a rocket launcher produced by Stark Industries and fired at Rogers.

"Again?" Anthony Rogers, who was on the street, saw the scene six years ago replaying and shouted in grief: "Brother!"

It was completely an instinctive operation of the body. Rogers reflexively picked up the boss in his hand and threw the man's body towards the rocket like he was throwing a shield.

boom!
The shells collided with human bodies and exploded with a loud bang.

Taking advantage of the moment when the other thugs were stunned, Rogers acted quickly, knocking all the thugs out with one punch each.

In less than two minutes, he had dealt with more than thirty armed thugs by himself.

"Oh my God!"

The crowd watching couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

“He’s so awesome!”

"Hero, superhero! He is our Sokovia's superhero!"

"Great, finally there are superheroes to protect us!"

……

There was jubilation at the scene, with the people of Sokovia venting their excitement freely.

"Brother, you're awesome!" Anthony Rogers squeezed out of the crowd and ran to Rogers, extremely excited: "You're just like a superhero!"

In fact, there was another gangster standing at the scene. He was the yellow-haired man holding a rocket launcher ten meters away. At this moment, his legs were trembling.

I want to run, but I can't move my legs.

Rogers walked up to him and snatched the rocket launcher. Anthony saw the logo on the rocket launcher and his face suddenly changed: "Stark! Evil Stark!"

"Brother, you were injured by Stek's shell six years ago!"

"What?" Rogers stared with anger rising. He gritted his teeth and asked, "Are you saying that Stark's shells made me like this?"

"Yes." Anthony Rogers recalled the sad past: "Six years ago, you were injured by a shell from Stark while trying to protect me."

Feeling the coolness below, Rogers was furious: "Damn Stark!"

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