People in Marvel: Alliance Card Draw Master

Chapter 8 008: Galen Out of the Bath
At the same time, Natasha looked at the burly man wearing a strange costume in front of her with some doubts, and made up her mind to go back and investigate.

And when Galen fought against the mechas and resisted the explosion, she was still in the control room of the expo, so she didn't know about Galen's deeds.

I didn't even see Galen taking back the steel armor, otherwise, Galen might not be able to go home with Aunt Mei tonight.

Yes, as several people said goodbye to each other, Galen followed Aunt May and Peter to their residence in Queens.

Because of Tony's "relationship", those police officers did not stop Galen and his party from leaving.

Along the way, Peter Parker asked many questions, such as where the armor went, whether the big sword was heavy, whether the armor would affect the action, and so on.

These questions made Galen dumbfounded.

At the same time, Hell's Kitchen is an area on the west coast of Manhattan Island, where people of all colors struggle to survive, and wars broke out because of ideas and customs.

As a well-known slum, the crime rate in Hell's Kitchen has always been the highest in the entire country, and a large number of black forces have been bred.

At this time, under the dark night, an Asian man woke up from the roof of a certain house.

"Tsk tsk, I thought little Peter was about to get a lunch box, but fortunately Galen has made friends with Aunt May and his family, so it seems that tomorrow I have to find a chance to meet my face."

Shaking his head, Dior recalled the Voidfly who was guarding him, and then turned over and directly jumped down the not-so-high building.

It was getting late at this time, but the roar of motorcycle gangsters passing through the streets and alleys was still heard far away.

Walking leisurely on the dimly lit streets, most of the surrounding shops have closed, but all kinds of gray industries have just opened.

"Brother, come and play!"

Hearing the voice of the pimp from the street girl, Dio didn't pay any attention to it.

Strolling along the way, he found a bar at random and entered. Facing the puzzled and even laughing eyes of many black people, Dior came to the bar.

"Waiter, have a glass of whiskey."

"Little brother, you have come to the wrong place. Other races are not entertained here, so leave now."

The bartender at the bar, seeing Dior's unmoved appearance, sighed secretly, then turned around and poured him a glass of wine.

"This cup is my treat for you. Leave after drinking."

"Thank you."

After receiving the drink on the bar, Dio took a small sip, but his thoughts were flying far away.

The appearance of the clown undoubtedly caught Dio off guard, but it also provided him with ideas for future plans.

But there is still one step left, that is to deceive Galen, and only if he is convinced, the next matter can continue.

Drinking the drink in his hand, Dio caught a glimpse of two black men approaching him from the corner of his eye, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised slightly.

"Boy, don't you understand the rules of West Midtown? If you dare to go out alone in the middle of the night, come with me."

As he said that, a big drunk black man planned to put his arms around Dio's neck and take him away from the bar.

Seeing this, Dio also felt that it was time to rest tonight, so he waved his hand to say goodbye to the worried waiter behind him, and then slapped away the dirty hands extended by the drunk black man.

"No, I'll go by myself."

Listening to Dio's voice, most of the nearby black people watched this scene as if they were watching a play.

It wasn't until the three of them left through the back door of the bar that they looked away reluctantly.

However, the next moment, two terrified screams sounded one after another.

Hearing this, a large group of black people rushed out of the bar and came to the back alley.

"hiss!!"

"Damn it, that yellow man dared to kill his brother on Jarian's chassis."

The scene in the alley made a group of black people speak out angrily, but there was a person with a solemn expression among them.

Looking at the two drunk men on the ground with their slack necks, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and said to himself, "Ruthless people!"

On the other side, a few blocks away, is where Hell's Kitchen meets the regular block.

Looking at the surrounding scenes, Dio sighed with emotion.

"One side is heaven, the other side is hell."

As he said, Dior stepped across the boundary that implies Hell's Kitchen, but outside it was brightly lit and full of shops.

He hails a taxi casually and heads towards his store.

There was nothing to say along the way, and after returning to Queens, Dior reluctantly took out a few tickets and paid them to the driver.

Watching the vehicle go away, Dior walked all the way again, and then returned to his store. Just as he was about to open the door, Dior was taken aback for a moment.

"interesting."

Click!Zi~

As the back door of the store was opened, Dior entered it as if nothing had happened, turned on the lights and looked at the spotless dwelling, took out the wine in the refrigerator, and poured himself a glass.

"Agent Coulson, come to visit at such a late hour, can I call the police and say you broke into the house?"

Following Dio's opening, the wooden door of the inner room was opened, and a figure stepped out, and upon closer inspection, it was Phil Coulson.

"Mr. Brand was joking. I really want to ask you for your help when I come here this time. Today."

"100."

"What... what? Mr. Bland, please listen to me first."

Phil listened to Dio's words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, but the quality of a professional agent still kept him from losing his composure.

"Let's not talk about secret agents, my appearance fee is very high, with a base of 100 million and no upper limit."

"Mr. Brand, we have come here with sincerity, and hope to borrow your...your pet to track down something."

"Looking for things? Sorry, my pet has a bad sense of smell, I'm afraid I will disappoint you."

As he said that, Dio took a sip of the wine and looked at Phil who was hesitant to speak.

Speaking of this, Dior certainly knew what they were looking for, and it was nothing more than the devil clown who was on the run.

And he did not lie, the sense of smell of the void is indeed not very good, and he has no idea of ​​​​hunting down the devil clown.

After all, it is too weird and flexible. Although it can spy on the whereabouts, it can't capture.
Listening to Dio's response, Phil also sighed, and then spoke.

"Well, that bothers Mr. Bland."

Speaking of Phil, he was about to leave, but Dio stopped him at this time.

"Wait, although I don't know what you're looking for, but don't forget me if you have any fights in the future, the price...I'll give you a half discount.

Oh yes, there is one more thing, lend me 5 yuan. "

Seeing Dio's eyes that didn't treat him as an outsider at all, Phil twitched the corners of his mouth.

"This...Mr. Brand, we don't seem to know each other that well."

"Hey, this is not something that happens once and twice. Maybe we will still be comrades in arms fighting side by side in the future. Maybe one day you are going to die and I can save your life."

Speaking of which, Dio blinked at Phil, and that look made Phil's teeth itch.

"I always feel that you are scolding me in different ways, so that's it, Mr. Brand, I will come to you when I need it in the future.

Also, what are you going to do with those two black men you killed earlier in the Clinton area? "

"Uh, don't they have special cleaning personnel?"

(End of this chapter)