Marvel meets League of Legends

Chapter 72
Ethan walked down the winding stairs to the hall downstairs. The people in the hall didn't have any strange reactions to Ethan's sudden appearance. Only the passing security guards looked him up and down, and then walked away from him. Pass.

Ethan tightened the collar of his coat and the peaked cap on his head, walked through the hall with his head down to the concrete floor outside, and stood by the side of the road patiently waiting for the taxi to arrive.

Most people in the United States have their own private cars, so most taxi drivers are very idle. Of course, their fees are relatively high, so he didn't have to wait for a long time, and a yellow-coated taxi stopped at the airport. in front of him.

The driver was a black guy with a cropped cut, he parked the car at Ethan's feet, leaned his body towards the passenger seat, and asked Ethan on the side of the road, "Dude, do you want a car? "

Ethan didn't respond to his question. After lowering the peaked cap with his hand again, he opened the rear side door of the taxi and sat in the back seat.

The black driver wasn't dissatisfied with Ethan's silence. Instead, he was surprisingly patient and continued to joke, "Dude, although you're cool like this, you should tell me, where are you going?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the passenger in the back seat take out a small note from his jacket pocket and hand it to him from the back seat.

The black driver took the note and looked up and down suspiciously at Ethan, but because his face was blocked by the hat, he could only see a clean chin with a little stubble. Other than that, there was only Ethan's black coat and gray sweater.

Ethan seemed to sense that the black driver was watching him, and he lowered his voice and said in a deep voice, "Will you go, or if you don't, I'll get off the bus."

Although the black driver had some doubts about him, he didn't want the business to fly away. Maybe he was just a little withdrawn. There are too many mentally ill people these days.

Thinking of this, he felt relieved, and while answering, "Let's go, go now", he spread the note in his hand, and saw a string of addresses "No. 25, West Avenue" written on it.

When the black driver saw this address, he immediately felt relieved. Why, because this place is full of rich people and civil servants, what can he do there in broad daylight.

So he thought happily, how much tip he would give himself if he quickly sent him to his destination with his superb driving skills.

Along the way, Ethan kept his head down. The black driver tried to talk to him several times, but he ignored him. In the end, the driver also gave up and sent him to his destination in a strange atmosphere.

When getting out of the car, Ethan took out a big bill to pay the car fare. As for the change, he got out of the car and left before the driver gave him the change, telling the driver to say that he met a rich man.

After Ethan got out of the car, he saw a large European-style house in front of him. The grass in front of the door was flat and green, and it was obviously taken care of by a special person. People flashed past the windows of the house from time to time, indicating that there were people in the house. Someone is inside.

Ethan saw someone in the room obviously stunned, looked around, and after making sure there was no one else around, he walked in along the path on the left side of the house. Before going in, he didn't forget to check whether anyone was paying attention to him behind him. .

In the middle of the path, two forks diverged, one ended in a small warehouse, and the other went around, and I didn't know where it led.

Ethan walked to the fork in the road without any hesitation, and walked directly to the warehouse.

After walking for a few minutes, he came to the warehouse surrounded by a fence. Ethan stopped in front of the fence, and after confirming that there was no one else around, he threw the small box in his hand into the fence.

I took a few steps back, accelerated in a sprint, and when I was about to approach the fence, I jumped up suddenly. I saw him jumping on the ground at a height of about one meter, bending his upper body downwards, and lifting his legs upwards. Over the fence.

The moment Ethan landed on the ground with his left hand on the ground and his right hand on his waist, he looked in front of him warily. After confirming that he was all right, he slowly stood up from the ground, picked up the small box he had thrown in, and walked to the warehouse. In the bushes next to him, he hid himself under the cover of branches and weeds.

After a long time, the sun set, and the afterglow of the setting sun swayed on the stone steps in front of the house, and there was a sound of opening the door in front of the house.

Hearing the sound, Ethan opened the small box next to him, took out the binoculars from inside, and observed the situation in front of the house, until a middle-aged woman with a somewhat obese figure left on the street with a bag of garbage.

Ethan just came out of the trees, walked along the path between the warehouse and the house, and came to the back door of the house. He took out a bunch of keys from the back pocket of his trousers, found a silver key, and inserted it into the back door. In the keyhole, with a hard twist, the rear door lock opened with a sound.

Hearing that the back door was successfully opened by himself, Ethan opened the back door a gap, walked in sideways, and gently closed the back door.

The owner of the house is obviously a person who enjoys it very much. The decoration style in the house is elegant but not monotonous. There is a layer of orange-red floor inlaid on the floor. It may have been cleaned by a servant just now, and there is still a trace of water stains on it. .

Ethan looked at the clean floor, frowned slightly, then squatted down and took off his shoes, held them in his hands, and tiptoed through the corridor by the back door, went left through the living room, walked up Go up the stairs on the right side of the living room to the room on the second floor where the east window faces the outside gate and road, hide your body under the curtains, and wait quietly.

Time passed slowly, until the sky gradually darkened, the bright moon slowly lifted into the sky, and the bright moonlight fell obliquely on the floor of the room through the window, and climbed into the depths of the room from the window sill, only then did I hear the sound coming from downstairs. The sound of a car approaching.

Accompanied by this voice, Ethan's originally closed eyes suddenly opened, pressed his right hand on his waist, and gently opened a gap in the curtain with his left hand, looking through the gap to see the scene on the road.

On the road opposite the house, there were two black cars parked at this time, one of which was a Mercedes-Benz logo, and the other was a larger Jeep.

The first one to get out of the car was a white man in the Mercedes-Benz. He was the Cabinet Bill whom Ethan watched in the apartment during the day. A black bodyguard, who accompanied Bill across the grass to the gate.

While talking on the phone, Bill took out a key from his pocket and opened the door of the house. The bodyguard next to him saw the door opened and planned to go in first, but Bill grabbed him. Pressing the mobile phone in his hand on his chest, he said to the bodyguard, "I have something important to talk to someone tonight, so you don't have to stay here, you can stay outside with the others."

Hearing what he said, the black bodyguard looked at him in surprise, his eyes paused on Bill in the living room behind the gate, and asked nervously: "Sir, are you sure you want to stay at home alone? What's the problem, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to help you."

"Dude, with you guys guarding the outside, what else can happen? I'm very relieved of you. Let's just say that, order a good takeaway for my brother, and it's mine. That's the deal." Bill smiled. After patting the bodyguard on the shoulder, without waiting for him to respond, he stepped sideways into the house and closed the door directly.

Seeing that he insisted on this, the black bodyguard couldn't say anything, so he left the gate and walked towards the jeep. Before leaving, he looked back at the house with some anxiety.

Seeing the bodyguard leaving, Ethan let go of his right hand on his waist, crawled to the door of the room, twisted the door, and climbed to the corridor outside before standing up and heading towards the stairs on the second floor. go.

As Ethan got closer and closer to the stairs, Bill's voice gradually reached his ears.

"Believe me, what happened in Sokovia was an accident. I didn't expect a coup to happen there. This time, we only need to find that green guy and extract a blood sample from his body to develop a super-soldier medicine. You Imagine if we had an entire army of green guys, what enemy we couldn't kill."

"Don't worry about funding. I've already found a fool. The owner of a listed company is very interested in the super soldier's potion, and he promised that as long as he will never disclose any relevant information, as long as you can help me catch it That green guy, I can assure you, whatever you want that Stark brat to die then will do."

Ethan tiptoed down the stairs with a pistol in hand, and saw Bill sitting on the sofa with his back to the stairs in the living room, gesticulating and talking to the person on the other side of the phone, without feeling at all that there was someone behind him. Someone is slowly approaching him.

Looking at the man on the sofa in front of him, Ethan thought of his companion who died because of him, and the missing mother and daughter of Weiwei. He strode up behind Bill and put the pistol in his hand on his forehead.

Bill was on the phone when he suddenly felt a gust of wind coming from behind him. He became suspicious, turned his head and saw a white man rushing towards him fiercely, and shouted nervously: "Who are you, what are you going to do?"

As soon as he spoke, he saw a black muzzle pointed at himself. He quickly raised his hands, put them behind his head, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Don't shoot, the money is in my room." In the drawer, if you want, I will bring it to you right away, you can rest assured that I will never call the police, you can take the money and leave right away.” Following his movements, the mobile phone in his hand dropped due to the force of gravity. Landed on the sofa.

Ethan raised his head slightly, and was about to speak, but heard a knock on the door. Ethan shook the muzzle of the gun towards the door, signaling Bill to deal with the outside affairs first.

Bill saw his movement, nodded, and moved towards the door little by little. When he was almost at the door, he shouted: "Who is it, what's the matter?"

"Sir, I heard you shouting just now, so come and see, are you okay?" A man's voice came from outside the door.

"I'm fine, I just made a joke with my friend just now, go to dinner with your colleagues, there's nothing to do tonight, you don't have to stay outside." Bill responded to the man outside the door, and said to Ethan Squeeze out a smile.

"Sir, are you sure? Then my colleagues and I will leave first." The man outside the door thought he had heard wrong, and confirmed with Bill again.

"I'm sure, you guys should leave early. I've worked hard on you recently, so let me relax." Although Bill kept calling him an idiot in his heart, under Ethan's lust, he had no choice but to let him leave as soon as possible. .

"Okay, sir, thank you very much for your kindness. I thank you on behalf of my colleagues." After the man outside the door finished speaking, he hurriedly left from the gate. Not long after, the sound of a car starting came from the road outside. Presumably they had already left.

(End of this chapter)