Saiyans in Marvel

Tessa woke up from the soft bed with some reluctance. The smooth silk bedding was so comfortable that she wanted to lie on the bed for the rest of her life.She closed her eyes again, and after gathering her strength for a while, she resolutely got up to wash up.

Rubbing her hair with a towel, she walked into the living room.The hotel's service staff has delivered breakfast, all of which are exquisite breads and desserts.Broly wasn't interested in such food, so he added another barrel of baguettes, and stuffed one in each hand into his mouth.

Seeing a table of desserts that she only saw on TV, Tessa couldn't wait to sit down, picked up a macaron, and took a bite with a happy face.

"What's so delicious about something so sweet like saccharine."

Broly couldn't understand, he would rather eat an undercooked lizard than this.

Tessa didn't dare to refute Broly, she just nibbled on the macaron in her hand like a little hamster.In the end, most of the desserts on the table went into her stomach.

Because he booked the Royal Suite, the Four Seasons Hotel offered travel services, and Broly chose a less high-profile Bentley Flying Spur.First sent Tessa to Midtown High.

Tessa was not overwhelmed by vanity, and asked the driver to put her down when she was more than 300 meters away from Midtown High School.She knew she was still the daughter of that poor Texas farmer, and she wouldn't change anything just because she stayed in a five-star hotel for one night.

Going to school in a Bentley may be able to flatter a group of girls who don't know the truth for a while, but after being exposed, it may be difficult for her to stay in Midtown High School.

The only thing that can change her future is to study hard.

"Go to the Continental Hotel."

Broly gives the address of the Continental Hotel.The Continental Hotel does not publicize it to the outside world, and not many people know the address.

The Bentley started smoothly, because it was working time, the road was a bit congested, and it took two hours to arrive at the Continental Hotel.

The Continental Hotel in New York City is located at a three-way intersection, and it looks like a very ordinary star hotel from the outside.The tall Roman columns are covered with some old granite exterior bricks.

"Just stop here, you can go back."

Broly put a ten-dollar bill on the seat as a tip, then opened the door and walked out.

Pushing open the door of the hotel, he found that the decoration of the Continental Hotel was not as ordinary as the outside, even compared to the five-star Four Seasons Hotel, it was even worse.

Gorgeous crystal chandeliers, solid wood furniture glowing golden under the lights, complex golden reliefs, tall marble statues, and well-dressed waiters.

The people here are obviously familiar with each other, and Broly walked in as a newcomer, like a deer walking into the habitat of lions without knowing it.Everyone in the hotel lobby looked at him without leaving a trace, or blatantly, or murderously.

"Welcome to the Continental Hotel, sir, we are only open for members."

The lobby manager of the hotel is a black man, and he said to Broly in a polite manner.

"I'm here to be a member."

As Broly said, he took out a gold coin and put it on the table at the front desk.

"Charon is very honored to serve you, sir." Charon raised his eyebrows, put away the gold coins, and put them in the drawer. "We haven't had new members for a long time."

He said, picked up the landline and made a call.

"Come with me, sir."

As Charon said, he led Broly across the lobby and took an elevator.

The elevator fell down quickly, and the Continental Hotel was obviously much larger than it appeared on the surface. Its underground was completely hollowed out, occupying more space than the ground.

The seventh basement floor is a bar, and there are many people sitting in it, all of them are well-dressed, they don't look like killers, but more like gentlemen of high society.

"Mr Winston, this gentleman wants to join us"

Charon led Broly to stand in front of a wine table.

Sitting at the wine table was an old man with wrinkled faces, holding a glass of whiskey, sipping while listening to the performance of the pianist on stage.

"Sit down, young man, just sit here."

Broly sat down carelessly.

"Since you came here with gold coins, I can actually assign a task to you as a test without saying anything. But as an old man, I still prefer to chat more with young people. What's your name, friend."

Winston snapped his fingers and beckoned the waiter to bring Broly a brandy.

"Bruce Wayne."

Broly picked up the brandy and drank it down.He knocked on the table and called the waiter to bring three more steaks.He was going to pretend to be a gentleman, but he didn't eat much breakfast, so he couldn't bear it anymore.

The corner of Winston's mouth twitched. He was the first newcomer who didn't take the Continental Hotel seriously.As an old man with rich life experience, he has seen many killers.No matter how rebellious, self-important, and murderous a killer is, after entering the Continental Hotel, his arms and legs will be bound and his back will be stabbed.

Because entering the Continental Hotel, newcomers will meet many of the same kind, some are weaker than him, some are stronger than him, but everything tells him that he is not a special person.It's like a lion hunting a flock of sheep wantonly, and suddenly finds that he has the same kind, and a group of lions also live on this grassland.

This is also the reason why the Continental Hotel can continue to operate.There will be no rules between lions and sheep, there will be rules between lions and lions.

But Bruce Wayne sitting opposite gave him a different feeling. He was like a dragon sitting on the sky, overlooking the grassland.In his eyes, the fight between lions is like a game between ants.

"I hope you are not just a simple fool, Mr. Wayne."

Winston picked up the wine glass and took a sip. If he wasn't a fool, the future high table would definitely be a headache.

Broly tried the knife and fork first, but found that it was too troublesome, so he simply used the fork to pick up the whole steak and stuffed it into his mouth.He has given up on himself, what Batman style is, it is more important to fill his stomach.

The steak tasted very good. Even Broly, who had no need for gourmet food, stopped chewing and enjoyed the delicacy when the extremely delicious gravy exploded in his mouth.

"Ten more." Broly ate up the steak and said to Winston while waiting for the food to be served, "Is my registration successful now?"

Winston raised his finger, and Charon, who was standing beside him, took out a straight mobile phone from his pocket and put it on the table.

"Welcome to the Continental Hotel, Wayne, I hope you live to the day you retire."

As he spoke, he stood up and prepared to change the table for himself. He was old and really hated any greasy things.

"Don't go yet, I want to accept the task, but I can only wait for you to send a text message. What is the test task? Whoever you want to kill, I will screw his head off right away."

Winston pointed at Charon, signaling him to deal with Broly.Then, as if he suddenly remembered something, he asked Broly

"Mr. Wayne, do you like dogs?"

Broly nodded solemnly.

"I like dog meat very much."