World of Warcraft Invasion Marvel

Chapter 53 Old Wang and the Seven Men

Rewind time to 10 minutes ago.

"Robby has been investigating a blind organization recently, which seems to be related to drug production and drug trafficking."

While browsing the online shopping interface, Skye said absent-mindedly when he came across something he liked and saved it directly: "The blind organization is in Hell's Kitchen in the north, and they all have oriental faces, your compatriots."

Blind people, drug manufacturing, Hell's Kitchen, Orientals... Lao Wang almost knew who it was, and nodded: "Open the door and continue to operate."

Skye hurried to open the door.

It was already evening, and because Pharaoh had just closed his business, there were not many people there.

Lao Wang rubbed his stomach, and he was not so hungry anymore. This is okay, sorry for his status as a pandaren in his previous life, but the majestic Dragon Warrior can still be hungry. Is it because the Qing Dynasty died, or the empire ran out of food?
"Go to Lao Li's two streets away to buy two servings of roasted pork rice with bamboo shoots, and then go to the bun shop on the east side of the street to buy 10 large buns filled with dried bamboo shoots."

Old Wang glanced at Skye's computer, which he hadn't turned off, and opened more than a dozen pages. The search item actually included cosmetics, a set of 99 without free shipping...

This girl actually learned how to dress up?

It used to be good to be able to wipe your face, but now the grade has improved so much.

Sure enough, money is the devil, leading people to fall.

"It's delicious." Skye muttered, turned off the computer, took out a few tickets from the drawer, and went out.

Lao Wang took a bottle of "Zhuyeqing" casually, moved the reclining chair to the door, and changed to a more comfortable lying position.

A general cannot live without a code, and a panda cannot live without wine.

The body is human, and the habits are pandaren. Pharaoh’s love for wine was cultivated in his first life when he was three years old. After more than 20 years of training on the earth, 10 years of brewing in World of Warcraft, and 18 years in Marvel World The fermentation has long been deeply rooted.

Monks have many skills that require alcohol to use.

For others, drinking is a hobby;

For Lao Wang, drinking is just a necessity.

Fragrant wine paired with the rays of the setting sun has a special flavor.

It's fine if it stays that way.

Unfortunately, there are always people who want to break this rare beauty.

Slightly heavy footsteps sounded, Lao Wang took a sip of his wine, calm as always.

"Hey, boss, is there medicinal wine? The kind that men must have."

Seven men surrounded Pharaoh. The windbreaker that was obviously inconsistent with the temperature blocked his robust body, as well as the bulletproof vests, pistols, and tactical daggers on his body. One of them walked directly to the left of Pharaoh. His thin face was like a wind knife carving. Just like before, masculinity rushed to his face, this man is not simple.

Under the cover of his clothes, a pistol was pressed against Lao Wang's back, and the man lowered his voice: "The one bought by the black widow, hand it over, if you don't want to die!"

"Have."

Feeling the hardness in his lower back, Lao Wang remained calm, got up slowly, and walked towards the inside surrounded by five strong men.

The other two men closed the door, isolating the inside and outside.

It's like separating the two worlds.

……

……

In fact, Skye didn't go far at all, and suddenly remembered that he hadn't asked Lao Wang what kind of soup he wanted to drink, winter bamboo shoots, pickled vegetables, yellow fish soup or spring bamboo shoots, pork ribs and egg soup.

Lao Wang is actually very easy-going, he doesn't care about anything, there are only two things that can't be sloppy:

One is for drinking and the other is for eating.

Lao Wang likes to drink wine, porridge and soup. The best soup is bamboo shoot soup, and winter bamboo shoots and spring bamboo shoots must be clearly distinguished.

Pay attention to poverty.

In fact, Lao Wang can make a lot of money, but most of the money is spent on eating and drinking. He said that "no matter how poor you are, you can't have a poor stomach, and no matter how hard you are, you can't have a hard stomach." So he lived alone for several years without saving any money.

Skye is well aware of this, so come back and ask.

As a result, as soon as he turned his head, he saw seven strong men surrounded Lao Wang into the store and closed the door.

"Does Wang still have this hobby?"

Skye's face was a bit strange: "Isn't this scale too big? Can he bear it?"

Lao Wang is definitely not in danger, and Skye is not worried at all.

The seven men were all muscular, 1.8 meters nine, including American faces, some with Russian beards, some white and some black.

It's not completely dark yet, do you want to be so open?
But if you think about it carefully, Pharaoh can actually bear it.

The physical fitness of a kung fu master can perform boulders on his chest when he has no money.

Skye still remembers once discussing how to eat winter bamboo shoots with Lao Wang in the truck, and Lao Wang didn’t leave when she was tired and sleepy. As a result, she was woken up by something in the middle of the night and panicked.

Seven men, Wang should be able to handle it, right?
and many more……

Why do I want this?

That's not the point!

Skye trotted away.

As a result, as soon as I arrived at the door, I heard heavy breathing and creaking sounds from inside, as if the bed had collapsed.

wrong!

There are no beds in the store, only floors and shelves, Wang, are you so hungry?

No, Lao Wang's sexual orientation must be corrected!
Skye raised his leg and was about to kick the door.

suddenly,

The panting is still there,
The vibration stopped.

"So wasteful?"

Skye was stunned: "How long is this? 30 seconds?"

Maybe not.

From closing the door to now, at most 25 seconds.

If there are 7 people, less than 4 seconds per person?
Wait, that doesn't seem to be the case...

Skye's face changed, and he turned and left.

Forget it, save some face for Lao Wang, and correct his orientation with practical actions later.

Such a good boy, don't bend over!

As soon as he took the first step, a calm voice sounded: "It's just right, come in and do me a favor."

Skye was surprised now, and hesitated: "Wang, that... Aren't you all finished? Besides, you eight men, and I, a woman, what can you do..."

Wang, what do you want to do?
unacceptable!

Lao Wang said lightly: "What you are best at is binding."

……

……

After half an hour.

The night was dark.

A car parked in front of the "Azeroth Specialty Store".

The car door opened, and a pair of long black legs protruded obliquely. Natasha, whose waist was simply bandaged, twisted her waist and walked to the door.

Hawkeye followed closely behind, with a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes, constantly scanning the surrounding environment and keeping vigilant at all times.

Looking at the closed door, Natasha hesitated for two seconds before knocking on the door.

"The door is not locked."

Some vague voices sounded, and Natasha recognized the voice of "Master Wang". She finally let go of her heart, her face relaxed, and she turned her head and waved her hands.

Hawkeye hesitated.

Although the phone said nothing happened, but who knows the specific situation.

Maybe the so-called "Master Wang" was controlled by Hydra people, and then lured people from S.H.I.E.L.D. to come to the door, and there was an ambush inside?

Can not be guarded!

Hawkeye shook his head slightly, bowed his bow and set his arrows.

Natasha was shaken.

Right.

Although Master Wang is a Kung Fu master, he can't stop bullets. A well-trained ace sniper can kill a so-called Kung Fu master with a single bullet.

Now that the Hydra is attacking, how can Master Wang be safe and sound?

It is likely to be a trap!

Natasha gave Hawkeye a look.

Hawkeye blinked, received.

Several S.H.I.E.L.D. agents chose favorable terrain, held guns, and stood ready.

boom!
Suddenly, Natasha kicked open the door of the store, and immediately put on a pose, holding a special S.H.I.E.L.D. pistol in both hands, ready to shoot at any time.

and many more……

what's the situation?
Seven strong men were tied together by not-so-thick ropes. The binding technique was obviously unprofessional, but none of those men resisted, which is strange.

Taking a closer look, each man's mouth was stuffed with inexplicable things, so that they could barely make a whining sound, and they couldn't shout at all.

Body armor, pistols, tactical knives, etc. were all piled aside, and they were all high-quality goods from Stark Industries.

What's even weirder is that their hands and feet are twisted in an absolutely impossible way, as if...

Dislocated?
"Master Wang, they are..."

Natasha suddenly felt that she seemed to have underestimated this fat kung fu master.

"As you can see, I removed their hands and feet, and gagged their mouths so that they would not commit suicide."

Lao Wang was lying on a chair, looking up at Natasha who was walking by, and felt that she was glowing all over, as if she was looking at a pile of glittering gold coins: "I helped you catch 7 Hydra people, How much money are you going to give me... Also, how do you plan to compensate me for kicking my hardened kryptonite magic door?"

　Thanks to "Li Xian of World of Warcraft" for the 1000 tip, thanks to "Ziyuan 882" for the 100 tip, and thanks to "Zhuang Sheng's dream of turning into a butterfly" for the 200 tip!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)