In Marvel's Kamen Rider Chronicle

Chapter 37 Exploration and washing powder.

You Qi yawned, took off his pajamas, and got into bed wearing only his shorts.

Needless to say, as expected of the presidential suite, the bed is really soft, and I feel like I'm sinking into it.

"dong dong"

There was a knock on the door, and a voice came from outside the door: "Hi sir, do you need a companion who can accompany you to listen to the sound of the waves at night?"

You Qi replied in a daze, "No need." Then he turned around and continued to sleep.

There was no sound outside the door.

In the middle of the night, the sleepy You Qi opened his eyes and sat up from the bed.

He rubbed his eyes and sighed: "Is there any mistake, it's tonight?"

Frowning and thinking for a moment, You Qi murmured to himself in a low voice: "So, the reason why Frank threw me here is because he wanted to see my opinion..."

Thinking of this, You Qi raised the corners of his mouth, then got up, put on his pajamas, and opened the door.

Walking in the corridor of the hotel, the flickering atmosphere created by the special lamps on both sides seems a bit... ambiguous?
It stands to reason that this kind of flickering atmosphere should be a bit of a hell.

But this light is pink.

and……

There are also some "hmmhhh" sounds coming from some rooms.

The sound insulation effect of this hotel is very good, the reason for the sound...

Yes some of the room doors didn't close at all.

Either it's not closed tightly, or it's just wide open...

Wandering and holding the forehead, play or you bloody ugly countrymen can play.

Walking to the end of the corridor, the ranger knocked on the wall, and then stretched out his hand to push.

The wall pushed away directly.

You Qi raised his eyebrows, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "I thought it would take a long time to find it, but I didn't expect to find it directly.

lucky~"

Walking into the dark passage, there are street lights on both sides of the dark passage, this light is much more normal, and the dark passage illuminated is bright.

Following the secret passage to the end, a door appeared. You Qi smiled and pushed the door open.

"Click" the sound of the pistol being loaded.

"Squeak" the sound of chair sliding.

The eyes of more than a dozen people in the room cast their gazes on the ranger at the same time.

You Qi smiled slightly, glanced around, and then fixed on a person's face: "Good evening everyone, am I bothering you?"

The scene in the room is clear at a glance and the arrangement is very simple.

A dozen black suits, and then Frank and John, two guys in leather jackets and jeans, holding an open case full of green dollar bills.

On the other side, a representative in a dozen or so black suits was handing Frank a transparent pouch containing eight bags of "washing powder"-like particles.

John was a little surprised: "You, you are from that bookstore..."

The representative in the black suit frowned and looked at Frank: "Who is he?"

Frank was silent.

After looking around, You Qi walked over on his own, and said as he walked: "I was thinking before that even if it has the ability to mutate, a fishing company wants to increase its market value by more than ten times in a year. It's not that easy.

So this is what you really do? "

"Frank! Who is he!" The black suit representative pointed a gun at Frank angrily.

With cold sweat on John's face, he looked at the representative in the black suit: "Hey, brother, listen to me, you'd better ask your people not to point their guns at this... this, uh, yes, is a member of our Devil City The manager of a bookstore..."

The representative in the black suit seemed to have heard some joke: "What third-rate joke are you talking about? A bookstore manager? Make you so scared?"

The representative in the black suit sneered: "This little thing has seen our transaction process, so I can't let him leave here alive."

The black suit is smiling proudly. In his opinion, once he said this, the yellow-skinned monkey who was looking around would definitely kneel down and beg him not to kill him...

Um?Why did he sit down?
"So, that's why you sent me here?" You Qi looked at Frank, "Let me know that you are selling these...washing powder, and then want to know my attitude?"

Frank nodded: "Yes, I don't know what your attitude is, if you are the kind of person who disagrees with us doing such a thing..."

You Qi smiled: "Why don't you agree?"

Frank looked up at the ranger, and John also looked at the ranger.

Ranger shrugged: "You are the ones in charge of Devil City. You decide these things, and I will not participate in them."

The representative in the black suit roared angrily, and put his pistol on the ranger's forehead: "Damn yellow-skinned monkey! Don't ignore me!"

Frank said coldly: "Stop Tracy."

Tracy, a white man in a black suit, looked at Frank coldly: "Frank, are you stupid? This yellow-skinned monkey has seen our transaction process, and you are indifferent to it?"

Tracy narrowed her eyes: "Is it possible that he is your boss?"

At this time, You Qi said, "No, I'm not their boss. I'm just an ordinary person with some special abilities, so I've been treated differently."

Tracy moved the pistol closer: "I didn't let you talk."

You Qi turned his head a little: "It's dangerous for you to look like this, someone will die, and...you have bad breath."

Tracy sneered: "How dare you say such things at a time like this? Then guess who will die?"

You Qi said as a matter of course: "Of course it's me."

Trish: ...

Are you saying that directly? I really don’t know how to answer the question for a while...

But his crippled brain, which had been ruined by washing powder, didn't need to think about how to answer.

I saw Tracy's face contorted violently, looking at the ranger, and then shot directly. In his mind, it was just a yellow-skinned monkey who didn't know where he came from. If he killed him himself, it would be possible for Frank to make peace because of this yellow-skinned monkey. Turning around and ruining the multi-million-dollar laundry detergent business every year?
But, the moment before he pulled the trigger, Frank's water blade cut off his body.

The blood flowing out of his body was controlled by Frank, and it didn't drop even a tiny bit on the ranger.

The black suits on the side were all stunned.

Although they knew that Frank was a mutant, they really didn't know that Frank was so fierce.

Frank threw a box of money to a black suit: "Here's the money, and you will recommend another Tracy from within. A week later, we will trade again, and starting next month, the amount I want will be tripled, but You have to give me a discount."

The eyes of the black suits suddenly brightened, and they didn't care about Tracy who was divided into two halves. A black suit stepped forward: "Really? Three times? Are you sure you can eat it?"

"That's right, three times, but I need to lower the price a bit. The current price is [-]% off. Remember to tell your general when you go back."

"Okay, I understand, you will be our A-level dealer from now on."

Frank waved his hand, and a dozen black suits left from another aisle.

As for Tracy who was split in half...

who cares?
Anyway, next time, there will be Tracy.

"Are they from Mexico? Or the East Asian Triangle? Or the Middle Eastern Triangle?" You Qi asked curiously after the others left.

"Mexico." Frank said succinctly.

You Qi sighed: "You can actually tell me directly."

Frank shook his head: "Your two secretaries are almost inseparable from you, and the two of them give me the feeling that they are extremely dangerous, so... I can only do this, sorry."

You Qi waved his hand: "It doesn't matter. In short, you don't have to ask me about anything you want to do in the future. I won't take care of it unless it's causing damage in Devil City."

Frank nodded thoughtfully.

Yep, today was Frank wanting the Rangers to know he'd been doing something.

He was afraid that You Chi would be the kind of person who believed in justice, a stupid thing worth less than a dime, so he had to know that if You Chi knew that he was selling washing powder in Devil City, the underground world of New York would I am also slowly getting in touch with what is the attitude of Ranger.

Fortunately, the final result was similar to what he expected.

Ranger is not someone who really wants to be in control.

This can be seen from the fact that he is quietly opening the bookstore now.

And this also gave Frank more confidence.

　Tsk, now New York's big ones are legal, and it's just a good thing to open a store on the side of the road to sell big ones?Hahahahaha, well, New York officials estimate that they have made a lot of money selling this legalized sales qualification.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)