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Fudge Nelson staggered out of the bar alley with his briefcase under his arm. He had just completed a commission today, and since the client gave a generous consulting fee, he came to the bar in the evening to celebrate.
Walking along the night street, when passing through a narrow alley, a flash of red passed by the corner of his eyes, attracting Fudge's attention.
Hmm? A girl in a red and white miko costume?
Her smooth, jet-black hair was tied with a plain white headband. Just by looking at her back, you could tell that this girl was definitely a beauty.
But… Whose little girl is this that is out playing in the middle of the night? This is a famous chaotic neighborhood. The little girl is not sleeping in the middle of the night and is staying in such a dark alley. There is a high possibility that something bad has happened!
Fudge took a deep breath, and righteousness surged in his heart. Without saying a word, he walked towards the direction of the miko.
"Hey, I said..."
However, before he could finish his words, the next second, the scene in front of him made his eyes widen. The drunkenness instantly dissipated at this moment, and his legs went weak, collapsing to the ground.
Those are… the living dead!
It was like a fragmented corpse sewn together with needles and thread, just like a monster crawling out of a zombie movie, twisting and roaring as if it wanted to devour flesh and blood! There were quite a few zombies, and in the narrow alley, there were no less than twenty monsters densely packed together.
These living dead were looking at the miko in front of them greedily, as if they were bewitched by something, and reached out to grab her.
...
Kikyo looked at the living dead in front of her, with a hint of coldness in her eyes.
She was supposed to be dead, but was reborn from the grave and resentment, and then inexplicably came to this place, a place full of strange things.
She didn't feel any demonic aura here, but the aura of death was extremely strong.
The souls collected by the dead soul worms are enough to keep them alive for a long time. Because here, people die every day. And there are quite a few of them.
And the living dead in front of her… She always felt like something was wrong. It was like forcibly stuffing someone else's soul into a corpse, and there was a sense of incongruity everywhere.
Why are these living dead here? Who created them?
Just as Kikyo was thinking, a frightened voice came from behind her.
...
"Hurry…run!"
Fudge shouted, his legs weak and trembling. Beside the girl in shrine maiden's attire, a group of pale green insects suddenly appeared, emitting a faint glow and surrounding her body.
What is this? He has never seen it before! Fudge's eyes widened, and he began to wonder if he really drank too much that night.
At the same time, a longbow as long as her body appeared in the miko's hand. She pulled the bowstring.
Whoosh! With the sound of air exploding, those terrifying zombies fell to the ground one by one. It was as if they had been purified and turned into piles of black ash, which disappeared without a trace when the wind blew.
"Those…" Fudge's face turned pale, and he was almost sober. He looked at the girl in front of him and said with difficulty, "What are those things?"
"The bodies have souls that are not theirs, and the dead are reborn," the miko said without any emotion, and she left lightly.
Fudge got up from the ground tremblingly, and without saying a word, turned around and rushed towards the apartment.
He had a hunch. This matter must be clarified with Matt Murdoch immediately.
Witches and the living dead, big things are about to happen in Hell's Kitchen!
...
"I said, have you drunk too much?"
In front of Matt was his friend who was drunk and gesticulating, trying to explain what happened in the alley tonight. Matt held his forehead helplessly.
At this moment, he was sitting on a chair with a huge relationship network diagram in front of him. If you looked closely, you could find that except for a few people on this relationship network diagram, most of them were involved with members of the Maggia Gang.
"Oh, that's impossible. I remember it very clearly." Fudge frowned. "I definitely didn't see it wrong. The dead came back to life, and there was also that witch lady. She has spiritual power. You know spiritual power, right? It's just like in the movies..."
Recalling the scene that made him break out in a cold sweat, Fudge Nelson paused and shuddered.
"Yes, the witch also told me that corpses took over souls that didn't belong to them, and then they became the living dead. Anyway, that's what she meant. I didn't understand what was going on, and she left suddenly."
Fudge added.
"The dead… are reborn?" Matt narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself thoughtfully.
He didn't believe in the resurrection of the dead.
Recently, a large number of people who had lost their shadows had appeared in Hell's Kitchen. As the word implies, their shadows disappeared. These people stayed in dark corners during the day and only came out after the sun set. Judging from their behavior, there seemed to be nothing wrong.
And judging from the network of victims that Matt had compiled over this period, all the blame pointed to the Maggia gang.
And now, Matt suddenly felt that the witch lady mentioned by Fudge might be able to provide some clues. Maybe a girl dressed in witch's clothes was walking in the middle of the night, dealing with those zombies.
Assuming what Fudge said was true. Then it seems that he needs to meet this miko.
Matt's eyes sank slightly as he thought to himself.
...
"Things are getting more and more interesting."
Above the dimension of reality, a light laugh came from a certain empty dimension.
"It seems that every one of those natural returnees is a talent for getting people involved. I like them."
Oliver could feel his strength slowly increasing bit by bit. Although the speed was not fast, he could now use this strength to make some other changes.
"It's time to get involved."
"I just don't know if these players are ready."
Oliver had a very bright smile on his face, and his eyes lit up as if he had thought of something interesting.
...
The next day.
In a taxi on the highway outside the city of Manhattan, New York.
Mr. Wade Winston Wilson, who was wearing a red tights, shouted in a rather collapsed manner.
"Oh, shit, I forgot my ammo pack!"
"Should we turn back?" Dofind was very calm.
As a taxi driver, he has seen too many people, all kinds of them. From some perspectives, the guy in red tights in front of him has a lot in common with him, especially in love.
He was happy to make friends with this Deadpool brother.
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