Marvel's Rampage

Chapter 90 After 20 years...it’s actually not that long

However, in this large manor, Winstead could not speak a few words a day, and old man Devore was invisible in the garage every day. Having a lively person to heat up the atmosphere would eventually make him more popular.

Therefore, classmate Li Qianhuan temporarily stayed as the head maid of Homeside Manor and the intern nurse of Arkham.

It's just that sometimes if you want your home to be less deserted, you have to endure some occasional overly lively behaviors.

For example, in the morning after staying up late to play games, the sound of an explosion will wake you up from your sleep as an alarm clock.

"Three-part dynamite plus nitroglycerin is suitable for small homes, garages and tool rooms." Wen Sidai explained expressionlessly after finishing the demonstration.

Li Qianhuan, who was standing nearby, nodded excitedly and began to learn by hand. Then in the continuous explosions, the tombstone of an unknown ancestor was accidentally blown into two sections by two girls...

Or on another morning after staying up late to play games, the noise of a violent struggle downstairs knocking over furniture woke you up from your sleep.

"A clean murder requires a roll of tape, a piece of cloth, a plastic Ziploc bag and a small bucket of popcorn... these can be found in any kitchen." Winstead rummaged through the closet to find the necessary tools. : "Then he covered his eyes with a cloth, put a plastic bag over his head, sealed the edges with tape and tied his hands...

In this way, he will feel cold first, then very cold, but will warm up. During this period, he may be accompanied by suffocation, convulsions, and vomiting, but he will eventually die. I suggest that this matter can be dealt with at home..."

Li Qianhuan took notes diligently: "Well... what about popcorn, what are you using it for?"

"So that you won't be too bored while waiting." Wen Sidai picked up two pills and stuffed them into her mouth: "Next, there are 69 ways to destroy the body..."

In any case, Li Qianhuan is very qualified as a playmate. At least when playing games with Xue Pan, Wen Sidai has never said so many words at once.

But the influence between people is mutual, and the fate of hanging out with Wen Sidai also confirmed Xue Pan's previous suspicion that classmate Li Qianhuan seemed to be slipping further and further away from the normal path.

......

Of course, compared with the old man Devore who was obsessed with scientific research and Li Qianhuan who was obsessed with learning, Xue Pan during this period was not always addicted to games. Occasionally after the system released a task, this guy would go out to teach those who didn't know what to do. criminals...or a group of ordinary gangsters without superpowers.

In the more than half a year since Stryker started doing things, Xue Pan felt that he had seen very few super criminals. He didn’t know whether it was with the emergence of superheroes that there were so many super criminals in Marvel, or whether it was the number of super criminals that had increased. Criminals force some people to step up and become heroes.

Speaking of heroes, there is indeed a famous playboy who is about to undergo a super evolution recently.

Stark Industries has released an introduction to the Jellik missile weapon with the Freedom Series' exclusive shock technology system on TV. Soon Tony Stark will fly to the Middle East, Azerbaijan, Gemilla to start his journey of awakening and masochism. trip.

But this is far away for Xue Pan, but there is another matter waiting for him to deal with.

"Tell me, Paul, where did you hide all those women?" The boy ate strawberries and tilted his head to look at the fat white man tied to the chair.

"I don't know, I just took a nap and they disappeared... I swear I really don't know, I'm just a janitor, don't hurt me." The fat man's whole body was trembling, and he looked extremely scared. .

"If you just took a nap, Paul," Xue Pan slowly bent down and stared at the fat man's sweaty face and asked, "If you really don't know, then why did you run away when you saw me? I wasted several minutes trying to catch your one-ton fat ass."

Paul's head couldn't help but duck back, as if he was extremely afraid of the Franklin hood printed on the US dollar.

"You said you asked me to pay attention to their movements, but now that it's like this, I'm afraid you won't believe it no matter how I explain it. You'll think it's all my fault. Drag me here, tie me up, and kill me."

Xue Pan blinked, then took a few glances at the building specially used to store smuggled people, and couldn't help but nodded: "This is a good idea..."

Then the guy stuffed the remaining half of the strawberry into his mouth through the gap under his hood, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and pointed the cock at the fat man's head.

Paul was so scared that he didn't even dare to beg for mercy. He just tried his best to tilt his head to avoid the gun.

Xue Pan pulled the trigger without hesitation, but the machine spring only made a soft click.

The bullet jammed.

But the slight movement still made the fat man gasp briefly. Then he realized that he was still alive. When he opened his eyes, he heard the clicking sound of Xue Pan pulling the trigger and it got stuck. He immediately closed his eyes tightly in fear.

The boy rolled his eyes dejectedly, and explained to the fat man who was sweating profusely: "Sorry, Paul, I rarely use oil..." As he said that, he lowered his head and tinkered with this pistol from the US military.

After getting a breather, Paul immediately seized the opportunity to beg for mercy from Xue Pan, trying to save his life: "I'm sorry, sir, I was wrong. I really don't know which dock those Russians will send them to, please let me go." ....."

The boy immediately interrupted him: "First, I don't want to hear you say this. Second, you shouldn't beg for mercy while my gun is jammed, because this is too shameless."

As he said that, Xue Pan raised the adjusted pistol, pointed it at the fat man and pulled the trigger.

"boom"

The gunfire rang out, and a small hole with gray smoke appeared in the wall. Paul, who had closed his eyes for several seconds and felt no pain, slowly opened his eyes and looked blankly at the terrifying hood in front of him.

Xue Pan smiled and put away his pistol: "I'm just teasing you, Paul~ You can go."

Having said that, this guy had no intention of letting Fat Paul loose. Instead, he turned around and walked out of the quiet and gloomy building.

This fat man is not the kind of hopelessly bad character. Although he makes a living by looking after the Russian gangsters, he has never participated in any dirty things.

Of course, this is not because he is kind and has a bottom line, but simply because he is cowardly.He also knew that those women who were kidnapped and sold would not end well, but he couldn't muster the courage to give even the smallest help.Similarly, I have no courage to join the ranks of those scum and do anything.

If it weren't for a distant relative of his who was doing well in the Russian gang, he wouldn't even have the chance to show people the door.

Even if his relative dared to refute him when he said he would do what he wanted, maybe he now has a legitimate job and lives an ordinary life from nine to five every day, so he doesn't have to worry about being sent to jail every day. Selling chrysanthemums.