Hercules Walk

Chapter 31 Commission
The previous Tianwang Dali heard from Catherine that in Texas there were gangsters riding motorcycles and setting fire everywhere at night, and a remote town in the country of cowboys was completely destroyed.

But following the fire trails along the way, the police in the small town went back to New York, saying that the arsonist ran from New York to Texas.

There are thousands of miles between New York and Texas. There is no motorcycle in the world that can drive from New York to Texas in one night.So this news was put on the anecdote channel by Catherine.

But today, someone actually talked about it with him again.

"Have you heard about the arson incident of the bosozoku in Texas some time ago?"

The person on the phone was Agent Coulson, who was already an acquaintance with Wang Dali.

"Based on our judgment, it should be the most popular motorcycle stuntman of late, Johnny Blazer."

"Johnny Blazer?"

"Yes, you know him?"

Hearing the thoughtfulness in Wang Dali's tone, Coulson asked quickly.

"I don't know him. But a few days ago, I saw his performance of flying six Black Hawk helicopters. There is indeed a strange flame energy in his body."

"Really, this is really a windfall."

Coulson, who wrote down this matter, continued to talk to Wang Dali.

"We came to you because the other party is, after all, a celebrity with a certain reputation in the world. Not long ago, he was in the limelight. So let's use your sixth sense to see if he is our target. Otherwise, we will make a mistake. If so, with the opponent's influence on ordinary people, even we S.H.I.E.L.D. will feel a little headache."

"If you want me to help, it's no problem. The price is one hundred thousand dollars."

Wang Dali opened his mouth and said directly.

"One hundred thousand? Mister Dali, isn't that too much?"

Coulson on the other side of the phone was startled and almost choked to death on his own spit.

"If you don't want to pay, go find someone else."

Wang Dali curled his lips, who told you to be so stingy last time.

"However, don't blame me for not reminding you beforehand. In addition to burning matter, his flames seem to be able to burn souls as well, just like the flames from hell. I think the training and pension of an agent is more than one hundred thousand dollars right?"

"Burning soul?"

Let alone this kind of ability, Coulson had never even heard of it. His first feeling was that Wang Dali wanted this high commission very much, so he deliberately made the matter serious?
At this time, several photos suddenly flashed through Coulson's mind.It was the death of some thugs in a small town in Texas.Their bodies did not receive fatal damage, but their eyes turned a dead gray after being burned out, and no toxin was found in their bodies.

Could it be that the cause of their death was actually the burning of their souls?

If someone usually draws such a guess, Coulson smiled and took it as a joke.Burning soul?Are you talking about fairy tales?

"I don't have the authority to make a decision on this matter. I need to ask the director for instructions. Mr. Dali, I'll call you later."

After hanging up the phone, Coulson turned and walked towards the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s office, and fully explained the content of the call between him and Wang Dali just now.

"give him."

After thinking for more than ten seconds, a look of heartache flashed across Nick Fury's expressionless black face.

"Dali-Wang is right. The agents we have worked so hard to cultivate cannot die on the basis of known information. Let him test the unscientific ability of burning souls for us."

……

Not long after, Wang Dali received a call from Coulson.

"Mr. Dali, one hundred thousand dollars has been deposited into your account. This is the address of Johnny Blazer's home. We hope that the matter can be resolved as soon as possible."

"Very well, you wait for my news."

After nearly a month, Wang Dali's personal master house finally opened again.He changed into a set of cheap clothes, rode his electric car, and drove to the address in the text message that Coulson had just sent.

When he arrived at the place, Wang Dali realized that he was not the only one who came here.

"Miss Roxanne?"

"Mr. Dali? Why are you here?"

Seeing Wang Dali's figure, Catherine's reporter, Roxanne said to him in surprise.

"I'm here to find Johnny, there are some things I need to know."

"Looking for Johnny?"

Roxanne was slightly surprised, and then said to Wang Dali.

"Sorry, I'm looking for him too."

"If you don't mind, can I go up together?"

Wang Dali pointed to the opened door in front of him.

"Oh, of course no problem."

Roxanne nodded, and the two went upstairs together, and took the elevator surrounded by a simple iron fence to Johnny's room.

"Johnny? Johnny?"

Scanning the messy arrangement in the room, Roxanne looked for Johnny.Wang Dali patted her on the shoulder, and pointed to a fat man in a blue shirt and headphones listening to music.

He stood in front of the other party who was a little surprised why someone came, and asked.

"Hi sir, is Johnny Blazer here?"

"Sorry, who are you?"

"Government staff."

After shaking hands with this puzzled fat man, Wang Dali continued.

"Mr. Blazer may have committed vandalism, robbery, intentional homicide, and escaped from prison last night. If you know where he is, or have any clues, I hope you can tell me."

"Robbery, murder and escape?"

The fat man had an Arabian Nights look on his face, and he couldn't believe that Johnny would do these things.

"Are you kidding me?"

"This gentleman,"

Wang Dali stepped forward to cover the opponent's eyes, and let go of his aura a little.Suddenly, the fat man in blue felt a heavy pressure enveloping him, and sweat slowly flowed from his forehead.

"I'm talking to you in good spirits now. If you don't cooperate with me, I can only ask you to go to the bureau to cooperate with the investigation."

Afterwards, Wang Dali withdrew his aura.

"Okay, okay. I cooperate with the investigation, cooperate with the investigation."

The fat man wiped the sweat from his face and pointed to the desk beside him.

"Johnny has been reading some strange books recently, which makes him feel weird. The books are there."

Roxanne, who came with Wang Dali, took a few steps forward, flipping through these thick-covered books of some age.

"God, devil, hell, fire, soul trading..."

After quickly browsing the contents of these books, Wang Dali turned his gaze to an empty corner.

"It seems that Mr. Johnny has been under a lot of mental pressure recently. However, this gentleman, can you tell me whether Mr. Johnny's recent pressure has anything to do with you?"

(End of this chapter)