Marvel Grocery Store

New York, 29th Street.

Nick Fury opened the grocery store door, and a musty smell hit his face.

The taste reminded Nick of the natto he ate when he first went to Japan, the stinky tofu he ate when he went to China, and the canned herring he ate when he went to Europe.

Well, maybe a mixture of these three flavors is more appropriate!

"anyone there?"

The grocery store counter is facing the door, and on the left and right are shelves against the walls, filled with all kinds of junk.

In addition, there is a hill-like pile of used goods on the ground, which is like a mountain of garbage, half a person tall - someone like Yao Ming.

The mixed stench comes from the garbage mountain.

"I said, is anyone there?" After shouting, there was no response, so Nick Fury had no choice but to raise his tone and shout again.

This time there was finally movement, a rustling sound came from behind the counter, and a young man with yellow skin, black hair, handsome appearance and sharp edges came out, with half a stick of instant noodles hanging from the corner of his mouth, twisting and turning.

"Hi~"

Seeing the customer coming to the door, the young man put the instant noodles in the corner of his mouth and worked with his hands under the counter for a while. Then he stood up and spoke to Nick Fury across the "garbage mountain", "Hello, sir, what service do you need?"

He looked at the young man holding his hands on his chest and smiling at himself with eight shiny teeth.

Be as disciplined as possible, be as honest as possible.

It's hard for Nick Fury to imagine that he is "Boss Meng" who defeated three neighborhood gangs and forced them to wear red scarves to help old ladies cross the street and take children to and from school every day.

"Ok?"

When Meng Ke saw Nick Fury staring at him without saying a word, he suddenly became confused, what was this big black man doing here?

By the way, why is he so dark?

He was furious!

He won't let Hei Li Kui!

Why is he so dark?

So Meng Ke, who had been thinking about this issue, also stared at Nick Fury. The two of them looked at each other like bastards looking at mung beans.

In the middle is a mountain of garbage,

There is a person standing on each side,

Not a word!

Gaze lovingly!

If there are outsiders present,

You will definitely sigh:

that mountain,

that person

……

And that person!

"what!"

Finally, after staring at each other for five minutes, Meng Ke and Nick Fury woke up at the same time. Nick Fury was the first to speak, "Here, do you want to collect your things?"

"receive!"

It turned out that they were here to sell used goods. Meng Ke suddenly realized it and introduced with a smile that he accepted everything here, but it was divided into two levels.

"Two levels?" Nick Fury asked doubtfully.

"Yes!" Meng Ke nodded, walked out from behind the counter, and pointed to the shelves on the left and right, "Your right and my left are for dead money. If you take them, they are mine. If you sell them again, I will keep whatever money you have. On your left and on my right are the goods, which are stored with me. I pay an escrow fee and sell them for whatever price. When I come here, I have to give them the money I earn from selling the goods."

Nick Fury nodded, understanding that this grocery store had the nature of a pawn shop.

Meng Ke thought that the big black man understood it, so he asked him whether he should choose to die or live.

"Damn it!"

While speaking, Nick Fury reached into his arms and took out a small cloth bag from the inner pocket of his leather windbreaker.

The cloth bag was about the size of a palm. It was gray on the outside and showed signs of wear and tear. It was bulging inside. Judging from its shape, it contained long objects.

When Nick Fury opened the small cloth bag and took out the contents, Meng Ke saw clearly what he had brought, a pipe!

Meng Ke was happy, he had made a profit from this deal.

The older the pipe, the more valuable it is, and there are people who like to collect old pipes and display them at home to look prestigious.

Especially the pipe brought by Nick Fury. It was made of old sandalwood, and Meng Keti could tell it when he smelled it.

Judging from the color of the pipe, it’s all coated with pulp. It’s definitely an old thing!

"This is a family heirloom left by my grandfather!" Nick Fury murmured, looking like he was going to sell it badly.

Meng Ke was obviously tired of hearing this kind of rhetoric, so he had to pretend to be hearing it for the first time and cooperate with the other party.

"This must be the old man's favorite thing. It's a pity that when a person dies, old things have feelings, and they have to cry sadly!"

"He's still alive!"

Meng Ke: "..."

"He snatched this pipe from the enemy on the battlefield. Every time he saw this pipe, he was very angry, just like seeing his own enemy. He wished he could die with it, just like when he rushed in with all his life. Trenches, like killing three enemies." Nick Fury described expressionlessly, as if he was talking about something other than his own.

"Ah!" Meng Ke felt even more embarrassed, "Yes, the old man is old now, so he shouldn't see this thing again, lest he get excited and hurt his body!"

"He is in good health and runs ten kilometers around the park every morning."

Meng Ke was speechless. Is this person here to tease me?

Seeing that Meng Ke stopped talking to him, Nick Fury said to himself: "I don't have money to buy Crazy Love, and it's not worth cutting out the kidney, so I stole it and sold it!"

Meng Ke didn't bother to talk to Nick Fury anymore, so he just quoted a price. Unexpectedly, the big black guy didn't negotiate the price and just nodded and agreed.

After making the order, giving the money, and asking Hei Dahe to sign, Meng Ke put the pipe away and put it in the drawer of the counter.

Nick Fury stood on tiptoes to take a look, seemingly reluctant to leave.

When Meng Ke closed the drawer, Nick Fury asked: "Do you use it yourself or sell it?"

Meng Ke knew that he must have asked after seeing his drawer full of matches, so he said: "Use it yourself first, and then sell it when you're done!"

Thinking of the old man in Nick Fury's family who is still alive and kicking, runs ten kilometers every morning, and is stronger than the national football team members, Meng Ke opened the drawer again, grabbed a box of matches and threw it to Nick Fury, "For your old man, a gift." !”

"Smoking is harmful to health!" Nick Fury said. Meng Ke was about to reach out and say, "Give it back." Unexpectedly, Nick Fury stuffed the match into his pocket, turned around and left.

"That's right!" When he walked to the door of the grocery store, Nick Fury grabbed the handle with one hand and his pocket with the other. He turned sideways and asked, "Is this the first floor you have here?"

"Ah!" Meng Ke nodded.

Nick Fury said: "Then how do you sleep?"

"I'm from the Tomb Sect!"

"Oh~" Nick Fury came out of the grocery store with a bright smile.

As soon as the door closed, Nick Fury's expression suddenly became serious, without a trace of smile on his face, and he said in a deep voice: "What is the Tomb Faction, the new gang?"

Nick Fury poked his right ear and said: "Hill, investigate the Tomb Faction, it may be a new street gang!"

"Yes!" A crisp female voice came from Nick Fury's ears.

In the grocery store, when Meng Ke saw Nick Fury disappearing, he hurriedly opened the drawer and stared at the newly collected pipes with a gloomy look on his face. ?”