The Blacklight Virus Invades the Marvel Universe

bang bang bang...

bang bang...

"what..."

Chen Junyu held a chocolate bar in his mouth. He pinched the arm of the strong man holding the knife with one hand and pulled it outward. The man immediately screamed in pain.

The 1.9 meter tall and over 300 kilograms man was like a little chicken in his hands, with no room to fight back.

More than twenty people were lying in various places in the alley, and sticks and props were scattered all over the floor.

Over this period of time, scenes like this have happened countless times.

Ever since Yalikov was devoured last time, the big boss behind the scenes couldn't sit still. Wave after wave, time after time.

Chen Junyu also thought about killing the other party directly, but that would be too unpleasant. For this kind of hungry wolf in sheep's clothing, the best punishment is to peel off his disguise layer by layer and let his ugly face be made public.

"Hey Jesse, are you free now?"

After kicking the strong man unconscious, Chen Junyu skillfully dialed Jesse's number.

The black agent on the other end of the phone suddenly became weak when he heard Chen Junyu's voice:

"Tell me, how many are this time?"

"Hehe, not counting twenty-six more! You can find five cars and take them away."

"Oh! Damn it! In the past two weeks, I have helped you catch at least more than a hundred criminals! More than a hundred! Now the cells in the police station are almost full! I am almost overwhelmed by the interrogation materials on the table!"

Jesse, the black man, scratched his head in frustration. His throat was almost smoking just from interrogating these prisoners these past few days. I haven't gotten off work on time in the past half month.

Now he was a little scared when he saw the call from Chen Junyu. Sometimes he even began to miss the time when he was dominated by Detective Ryan.

"I said, man, are you a magnet? Why do you meet criminals wherever you go!"

Boom, boom, boom...

Chen Junyu chewed the chocolate bar and said aggrievedly: "I didn't want to either! They were the ones who started it!"

Five minutes later, a row of police cars blocked the alley with their lights flashing. This time it was not Jesse who led the team, but Detective Ryan.

In recent times, Chen Junyu has repeatedly gone beyond himself to handle cases, and even directly bypassed his immediate boss to collude with Jesse.

After solving a series of major cases in a row, even that nigger Jesse began not to take him seriously anymore. As a result, his status in the police station is getting worse and worse, all thanks to Chen Junyu!

Looking at the bruised and swollen noses and swollen faces of the strong men, and looking at Chen Junyu who was unscathed and still eating chocolate.

For a moment, Ryan couldn't tell who the victim was.

"Hey kid, did you do all this?"

Ryan was still staring at him with a straight face, and Chen Junyu was used to it.

"Well, the one with long hair was hit by one of my own, I didn't do anything."

Ryan's face changed slightly: "Oh, I didn't see it. You still have a few tricks up your sleeve. But don't get too happy too soon."

"Okay, Mr. Detective." Chen Junyu pointed to Ryan's waistband with a harmless smile, "Also, please remind me that your zipper is open."

"Humph!"

Ryan looked down, snorted coldly, and zipped up the zipper angrily. The moment he turned his head, Chen Junyu clearly saw the twitching expression at the corner of the other person's mouth.

If I guessed correctly, I should have caught a hair...

The sirens roared away as they walked out of the alley. On the advertising screen across the road, a message from Eli Raymond, the city's famous entrepreneur and founder of Refa Group, was playing.

In the picture, the gray-haired boss is squatting among a group of orphans in a welfare home with a kind face. Each of his left and right hands hugged a child, receiving kisses from the children.

The subtitles below clearly indicate that Refa Group will expand its charitable expenditure by $1 million! Refa Group will hold a press conference at p.m. on Thanksgiving Day.

Looking at Raymond's kind smile, Chen Junyu's eyes flashed with a strange light:

"Thanksgiving? What a nice day."

2009.11.27

[San Francisco Refa Building]

The multi-functional studio was already filled with reporters from various news newspapers, and even Federal News came with a special car.

After all, a $100 million charity fund is a huge sum of money no matter where it is placed.

Soon, surrounded by the bodyguards of Lefa Company, Raymond, dressed in a crisp suit and with fashionable curly hair, slowly walked onto the main stage.

All the news reporters stood up excitedly, and their cameras kept clicking.

Raymond stood on the stage with a smile on his face and waved to the reporters: "Hello, friends from the media, welcome to the press conference of the Refa Fund. If you have any questions, you can ask them now, and I will answer them as soon as possible. To answer everyone’s questions.”

As soon as the words finished, a beautiful federal reporter raised her hand first: "Mr. Raymond, the Refa Foundation is planning to increase the charity fund by 100 million U.S. dollars this time. Does this mean that the Refa Company will gradually transform and enter the charity industry?"

Raymond smiled slightly: "I have no such plan at the moment, charity is just some of my personal hobbies.

There are many, many orphanages in San Francisco and throughout the Commonwealth, and the conditions there are not good. The kids don’t even get to eat a turkey on Thanksgiving. I think this is a question that all of us entrepreneurs have to think about. "

"Mr. Raymond, what do you think of Stark Industries withdrawing from the military industry..."

Just as reporters were asking questions frantically, a man dressed in a standard Western cowboy swagger walked in from the back door. Like a mainstay, he separated the crowded crowd and stood directly under the stage.

For a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the 'cowboy' who suddenly broke in. Even Raymond on the stage showed a puzzled expression.

"Hey, beauty, let me lend you your microphone, and please help me take off my hat. Thank you." The man politely took the microphone from the hand of the federal female reporter, and then slowly took off his hat, regardless of whether the other party wanted to or not. passed.

The blond female reporter was stunned by the other party's sexy moves. Her big elven eyes stared blankly at this knife-carved face.

"Dear Mr. Raymond, I have a few questions that I would like to ask you for confirmation. Please answer them truthfully."

Looking at this somewhat familiar face, Raymond suddenly remembered. Isn't this the detective who is investigating him?

Unexpectedly, the other party is still alive!

Raymond looked directly into the other person's eyes and smiled slightly: "This is a press conference, and all the people who can come in are reporters. Sir, are you a reporter?"

"Ah, sorry! I'm not a reporter. However, I think as a San Francisco detective, I should have the right to ask you a few questions, right?"

As he spoke, Chen Junyu took out a leather ID card from his arms. The photographers who smelled the news instantly clicked the shutter frantically on Chen Junyu and his ID...