I Am In Marvel

It's one o'clock in the morning in New York City.

Most of the buildings are closed, only the 24-hour shops are still a little popular, the neon lights on the streets are glowing with a dim yellow light, and some taxis marked empty cars occasionally shuttle through the main road.

A young man with jeans on his lower body and a hooded trench coat on his upper body, with his hands in his trouser pockets, slightly bent over, his head lowered and his face buried in the shadow of his hat, like a homeless wandering by the deserted street.

Eddie. His current situation is almost the same as Thor, who is far away in Mexico.

As a fresh graduate from the University of California, I only reported on the New York News for two days. Ben fantasized about getting a promotion and a salary increase, marrying Bai Fumei and reaching the pinnacle of life, but overnight...

Not only did the temporarily rented room blow up for me, but also became a murder suspect and was arrested by the New York police. The most important thing is that the body still depends on a symbiotic life that doesn't care if you live or die.

"Fuck, today is really unlucky!" Eddie cursed in an annoyed low voice.

His mind hummed suddenly, and then, like his heart, he made a hoarse retort: ​​"Hey, how did you talk? Become my host, this is the day you will be reborn."

"Haha." Eddie smiled forcefully.

Toxin said dissatisfiedly: "Cheer up. Don't New York have many examples of ordinary people becoming superhumans, such as Captain America, symbols of peace and so on..."

"Do you think... with your transformed shape, it's more like a decent hero or a villain monster?" Eddie was powerless to complain.

"That being said. But what you have to do next is to save New York and the peace of the world!"

The toxin coughed lightly and explained seriously: "In the battle just now, I devoured part of the alien symbiote's body and got its memory fragments. They came to earth this time to examine this place in advance and put it together. To develop an alien colony, if one of them returns to the original planet, it will bring thousands of symbionts to attack the earth."

"Isn't that monster already dead?" Eddie asked in surprise.

Toxin said simply: "Yes. But there are four of them. Now one is dead, and there are three remaining."

"To deal with that kind of powerful monster, and three heads, you might as well let me kill myself." Eddie cried out in pain, stopped in the aisle and scratched his hair irritably, startling a stray dog ​​on the side of the road, glaring at him and pouting. Disgusting saliva flowed between his teeth, and the beast's eyes flashed green and cold light at night.

"Go away! Don't mess with me!"

Eddie stared back angrily and violently, the face hidden under the hood, under the coquettish dim neon light, slightly twisted into a black monster face——

The long, narrow, protruding white eyes were full of viciousness and murderous intent, and the mouth opened and closed enough to bite off a human head, as well as a set of sharp and miscellaneous ferocious fangs inside.

"Ow..." The vicious dog twitched its tail and fled in panic, and soon disappeared at the intersection.

"Ugh."

Eddie's face returned to his original appearance, he sighed helplessly, and continued to walk forward aimlessly.

Rarely reassured toxins: "Don't worry. They have very significant weaknesses, namely fire and ultrasonic waves. As long as we use this rationally, it is not impossible to hunt the three-headed symbiote."

As a reporter, Eddie keenly caught the loopholes in his thinking, and he asked: "Wait. Are you not the same as them? Why are you thinking of helping the earth in turn? This is too fake."

Toxin fell silent.

After a while, Toxin said coldly: "To tell the truth. What the earth is about has nothing to do with me, I just want to find the meaning of my own existence. Although we are of the same family as those symbiotes, we were born from different planets."

"In other words, you are not in the same group? Are you looking for your parents now?" Eddie said, feeling a little weird even himself.

Alien version of tadpole looking for mother?

This question seems to have touched the sore spot of a poison, and it said angrily: "I don't know, don't ask me, ask me again and I'll bite off your head!"

Eddie shrugged and said, "You won't be able to bite. Besides, I'm your host now. We share one life, and you won't survive if I die."

Toxin was speechless.

It did not expect that not only its own ability to adapt, but also the adaptability of Eddie, a human being, should not be underestimated.

"you……"

Eddie was about to say something when a black tentacle suddenly stretched out from behind, bounced and stretched into the side alley, pulling his entire body to quickly hide in it.

"What's wrong?"

Eddie was surprised. After a few seconds, he saw a police car with no bells slowly driving across the highway, as if it was patrolling and searching for something.

"Police car... Now the police are still looking for me in the city?" Eddie was terrified and asked Toxin in a panic, "What should we do? Before we can find the symbiote and kill it, the New York police will kill us first. "

"What are you afraid of, I'm here." Toxin snorted coldly, this host's physical fitness is okay, but his mentality is too unstable, and he needs to be trained.

"Are you still going to kill someone?"

Eddie didn't know the number of times, sighed again, turned around and was about to walk out of the alley, but as the shadows flickered in front of him, three men in black appeared inexplicably at the entrance of the alley.

"Be careful, they are not ordinary people." Toxin's voice sounded in Eddie's mind.

Eddie took a step back, looking warily at the three who blocked him.

They were two men and one woman. The man was tall and burly, and the woman was slender. They were all wearing a full set of black battle leather jackets and a grinning demon mask.

The equipment on their bodies is also very strange. Some carry a human-high Barrett sniper rifle, some have a cold weapon sword tied around their waists, and some have metal double guns with huge barrels tied to their legs.

"Team F, found the target person, next to the Hutong of No. 654 Hada Street." As the leader of the three, a man said swiftly to the high-tech communication watch.

Among them, the woman in black looked at Eddie and said coquettishly, "Introduce yourself first, we are Katu from the Carl family, and I am Red Eleven."

"Red Ten." "Red Nine."

The other two card disciples opened their mouths separately.

"Little brother, I advise you not to struggle and resist needlessly." Red Eleven continued.

Eddie didn't answer, as if to himself: "What should I do?"

"What else can I do? Do it!"

As if to comply with the poisonous answer, Eddie growled slightly, and the rapidly changing expansion of his body revealed a dark stratum corneum, armed explosive muscles, and a terrifying shell that enveloped the original human body.

"superior!"

Faced with this situation, the three card disciples looked at each other and started a joint siege without saying much. The reaction actions they made were quick, efficient and useful.

A fierce battle unfolded on the streets of New York City in the dead of night.