[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-marvel-the-villain":3,"chapter-marvel-the-villain-marvel-the-villain-chapter-126":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Marvel: The Villain",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1085828,1417,"Chapter 126","marvel-the-villain-chapter-126",126,"\u003Cp>Washington, D.C.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the Potomac River lies a small island called Theodore Roosevelt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The island is strictly sealed off by the government, off-limits to ordinary civilians.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet, from the shore, one can clearly see a grand, multi-story building standing on the island.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This is the headquarters of S.H.I.E.L.D.—the Triskelion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the night is deep, the building remains brightly lit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of thousands of S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are bustling about, collecting and processing intelligence from around the globe, handling a flood of dangerous incidents daily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the director’s office, Nick Fury is seated, signing critical documents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, a knock sounds at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a mountain of files before him, he doesn’t look up. \"Come in!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Phil Coulson steps inside, his tone tinged with excitement. \"Director, our informant reports that two of Jason’s operatives have appeared in the slums, engaging in a firefight with the Mexican gang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nick Fury pauses his work, looks up, and asks, \"Where’s Jason?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coulson, slightly disappointed, replies, \"No sign of Jason. He... might not be there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nick Fury’s expression remains unchanged as he presses, \"Who are the two fighting the Mexican gang?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coulson opens a file and says, \"One’s named David Nord, a former mercenary in the Middle East for three years, with pinpoint accuracy. The other is Harleen Quinzel, a former specialist hired by Long Island Prison in New York. She’s the one who helped Jason escape.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It’s them...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nick Fury snaps his pen cap shut, frowning slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two ordinary people without superpowers, daring to storm the Mexican gang’s headquarters—a death wish?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was Jason’s confidence bordering on recklessness, especially sending Harleen?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Based on S.H.I.E.L.D.’s psychological and behavioral analysis of Jason, they’d concluded that he and Harleen were in a romantic relationship.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Given Jason’s personality, he’d never let his girlfriend face danger alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nick Fury pauses, analyzing. \"Those two are likely conducting live-fire training. To ensure Harleen’s safety, Jason is probably lurking nearby.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Coulson asks, \"What if Jason’s bold enough to let them carry out the mission alone?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nick Fury replies calmly, \"Then we take them both out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picks up the phone on his desk and dials the airbase. \"The Joker’s people have surfaced. Deploy two F-22s immediately!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hanging up, Nick Fury stands, checks his gear, and heads with Coulson to the outdoor helipad.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fully armed special ops team is on standby in a helicopter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Nick Fury and Coulson are seated, the chopper lifts off, heading for New York.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The distance between the two locations is over 400 kilometers, but S.H.I.E.L.D.’s helicopter can make it in thirty minutes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Queens, New York.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The firefight in the slums raged for about twenty minutes. Harley and David have gone in and out seven times, wiping out nearly 300 gunmen holed up in several buildings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cramped corridors are littered with bodies, the air thick with the smell of gunpowder and blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David and Harley, drenched in blood, lean against a wall to rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The intense battle has left them exhausted. Their weapons and ammo are depleted, their body armor is shredded, and both are wounded, though fortunately not fatally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harley presses the button on her communicator, panting. \"Honey, we did it. The Mexican gang’s gunmen are down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On a nearby high-rise rooftop, Jason sits on the edge, cool wind blowing past.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before him, a transparent screen flickers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Ding! Ally ’Harley Quinn’ has killed 137 gang members, earning 13,700 villain points. Current progress: 26,270\u002F15,000 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Ding! Congratulations, host has reached level 16, earning 10 attribute points. Current progress: 11,270\u002F16,000 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Ding! Ally ’David’ has killed 159 gang members, earning 15,900 villain points. Current progress: 27,170\u002F16,000 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Ding! Congratulations, host has reached level 17, earning 10 attribute points. Current progress: 11,170\u002F17,000 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Level: 17 (11,170\u002F17,000) ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Remaining Attribute Points: 30 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Allies: David, Christine... (Reputation required for next recruitment: 100,000) ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Points: 9,850 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Rechargeable Points: 0 ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Abilities: Combat Mastery (Level 10), Driving Mastery (Level 3), Firearms Mastery (Level 10), Melee Weapons Mastery (Level 2), ’Energy Absorption’ (Level 1) ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[ Shop: Click here ]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason flashes a satisfied smile, praising, \"I saw it all. You both did great.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harley asks, \"We’re at Guzman’s office door now. The old dog’s cornered. How do you want to handle him?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jason thinks for a moment. \"Since he’s an old dog, let him keep dogs company.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harley gets his meaning instantly. \"Got it. You can start the car now. We’ll be back soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With that, they pick up random guns from the ground and head toward the top floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the office, the Mexican gang’s last dozen gunmen clutch their automatic rifles, nervously eyeing the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their leader, Guzman, sits at his desk, frantically dialing the mayor’s number, his earlier calm and composure gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how many times he tries, the call goes unanswered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shit! Damn Americans!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Furious, Guzman slams the phone down, smashing it to pieces.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the office door is kicked open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The jittery gunmen, startled, reflexively open fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ahhh!!! Die!!!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They scream, venting their panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A figure at the door flashes by.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next second, the white walls are riddled with bullet holes, plaster peeling off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, David and Harley hide in a blind spot.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without body armor, rushing in would turn them into sieves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What now?\" Harley asks.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Watch me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David, the battle-hardened veteran, steps back, calculates the angle between the wall and door, pulls out his last fragmentation grenade, and hurls it at the wall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The grenade hits, bouncing into the office.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gunmen look down at the sound, spotting a grenade with its pin already pulled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their faces freeze in shock, bodies too slow to react as the grenade explodes, sending hundreds of steel pellets flying in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the dozen gunmen are either blasted away or pierced by shrapnel, collapsing with screams.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the explosion, David drops to the floor, slides into the office almost flat against the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang! Bang! Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gunshots ring out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The last few gunmen still able to fight are taken out by him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can read advance Chapters and view R-18 images of the characters on pat reon page.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>pat reon.com\u002FGreenBlue17\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>500 power stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Top 50. All time.\u003C\u002Fp>",1042,"2026-06-03T10:55:04.460Z","2026-06-03T10:55:13.643Z",1,"novelbin.me","f05c023d65ea8eeeca7d87d15af2df97fce9549f793c713cedfaccee05b2534e","marvel-the-villain-chapter-127","marvel-the-villain-chapter-171",310,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmarvel-the-villain-cover.jpg"]