Marvel: Starting with the forced creation of villainous characters

Hell's Kitchen, also known as Marvel's Little Gotham.

This is the place with the most street heroes and the most street villains. In this area of ​​less than two square kilometers, there are no fewer than ten superheroes.

According to incomplete statistics, the number of gangs in Hell's Kitchen is alarmingly high, with no fewer than twenty large and small gangs combined. These gangs come from all over the world, including Japan, Italy, Russia, and even Hong Kong...

The fact that so many superheroes and villains live in such a cramped space shows how resilient the people of Hell's Kitchen are.

Mindy and Big Daddy became famous mainly because there weren't any famous heroes in Hell's Kitchen at that time.

Then the combination of Big Daddy and HitGirl is also somewhat abstract, at least much more abstract than the Judge. After all, what kind of good guy would bring his underage daughter out to fight for justice?

So everyone in Hell's Kitchen thinks Big Daddy and Hit-Girl are crazy.

In addition, Big Daddy and Hit-Girl became famous before the most classic Spider-Man and the future Defenders superheroes even emerged.

This is actually the same principle as "when the tiger is away, the monkey becomes king".

The two had just left the pawnshop and hadn't walked more than a few steps when they witnessed a car accident.

The road in front of the pawnshop is a T-shaped road. A truck traveling at high speed lost its balance while turning and overturned.

A family car was too close and crashed directly into the truck's cargo container without even having time to brake.

"Boom!"

A private car crashed into the cargo container of a truck, and a pungent odor instantly filled the entire street—it was a dark blue chemical.

Mark, who had only intended to watch the spectacle, suddenly changed his expression when he saw the skull and crossbones logo on the truck's cargo container.

Toxic chemical gas!

In other words, what you just smelled might be poison gas!

Upon realizing this, Mark's face turned green instantly. He quickly covered his mouth with his hand and then pulled Mindy into the pawn shop.

"Old dog! Do you have any gas masks for sale here? Hurry up and give us two gas masks! Quick!" Mark shouted in terror.

Upon hearing this, Old Dog reacted exceptionally quickly. He first took out a gas mask and put it on himself, then quickly tossed two gas masks to Mindy.

Because he was wearing a mask, Old Dog's voice sounded somewhat muffled. "I also have protective suits here, do you want them?"

After putting on the gas mask, Mark decisively said, "Give me two small ones."

At this moment, the apprentice next to him looked on in bewilderment at the three people who had instantly put on gas masks. He, without a mask, looked out of place.

The apprentice asked, both embarrassed and frightened, "Um... Boss, is there something I need to do?"

The old dog, realizing what was happening, casually replied, "The mask is under the cabinet in front of you. If you want it, come and get it yourself, but the cost of the mask will be deducted from your salary."

apprentice:"……"

"Damn old man!" Suppressing the urge to curse, the apprentice forced a smile and asked, "What happened outside? It sounds like there was a car accident?"

After the apprentice finished speaking, he deliberately took two deep breaths and said in a pretentious manner, "I can smell engine oil and gasoline, and there's another indescribable smell. It seems that even the computer case has been smashed."

By this time, Mark and the other two had already put on their protective suits.

"There was a car accident, and it was a car carrying toxic gas that was in an accident," Mark explained.

As he was taking deep breaths to analyze the composition of the air, his face instantly froze.

The apprentice, hoping to say he had misheard, stammered, "What...what did you just say?"

"A truck carrying toxic gas overturned outside, and if nothing unexpected happens, the toxic gas may have already seeped in."

Upon receiving confirmation, the apprentice's face instantly turned green.

He didn't dare hesitate any longer and quickly took out a gas mask that was still in its original packaging from the cabinet. At this moment, he didn't care whether his salary would be deducted, because compared to his life, that little bit of salary was nothing.

After tearing open the packaging, he put on the gas mask. Feeling uneasy, the apprentice asked again, "Boss, do you still have any gas suits?"

"Find it yourself under the cabinet. The cost of the clothes will be deducted from your salary." After saying this calmly, the old dog turned his gaze to Mark and the others.

"The mask and clothes cost $500 in total. It was originally $600, but I'll give you a $100 discount since you reminded me."

Mark nodded, accepting the price.

At this moment, Mindy, who had been silent until now, suddenly said, "Let's go out and take a look. Maybe the people in that car can still be saved."

Mark didn't want to get involved, because the two cars that collided could cause a second explosion.

When faced with Mindy's hopeful gaze, Mark nodded helplessly and walked out with Mindy again.

The truck was fine; it just overturned. The truck driver had already climbed out and even run quite a distance.

But the people in the home van that was tucked into the truck bed weren't so lucky.

They crashed directly into the sheet metal, and the carriage was filled with barrels of potentially toxic chemical liquids, even though the sheet metal was relatively thin and there were rubber barrels inside as cushioning.

However, the people in the driver's and passenger's seats of the car still lost consciousness on the spot.

However, Mark vaguely heard sobbing coming from inside the car.

The crying was so loud that even the car alarm couldn't drown it out.

"There are still survivors inside, we have to rescue them." Mindy's body reacted faster than she spoke; by the time she finished speaking, she had already rushed out.

Helpless, Mark could only follow. Now he could only pray that the chemical liquid and gasoline wouldn't produce a chemical reaction that caused combustion.

Mark, who had just caught up, saw Mindy frantically hammering at the glass window of the furniture cart and roughly guessed the problem she was facing.

He turned and went into the pawnshop, asked the old dog for a crowbar and a handmade knife, and then jogged over to Mindy's side.

"Get out of the way."

After making Mindy move aside, Mark inserted a crowbar into the crack in the glass window and pried it open with force, shattering the entire pane of glass instantly.

Mark urged the crying girl in the back seat, "Stop crying! Get out now."

At this moment, the girl was covered in purple chemical liquid, and from the outside, she looked like a purple person.

The girl looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old, but considering that women in Europe and America tend to mature earlier, Mark estimated that she was probably only fifteen or sixteen.

At this age, he would be considered an adult in Europe and America. If the other party did not listen to his advice, he would not hesitate to pull Mindy away from here.

The reason is simple: a saint can save people, but an idiot cannot.