Marvel’s Big Villain

As the night got darker, there were more and more men and women on the dance floor.

Jason lay relaxed on the chair, his face was ruddy and his eyes were blurred.

The Scotch whisky on the table has bottomed out.

From the private room of the club, Franklin was helped out by two tall girls, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Hey, boss! It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Jason got up slowly, looked at him and smiled: "You soft-footed shrimp, are you sure you can drive?"

Franklin's expression was very proud: "I have no other skills, but I have never really obeyed anyone when it comes to driving."

Leave the club and head to a nearby parking lot.

Franklin's car is a white Dodge Challenger, which is said to be a used car that he bought after saving for a few years.

After getting in the car, Franklin asked, "Boss, where do I want to take you?"

Jason reported an address, and Franklin asked in surprise, "There are warehouses there. You live in this kind of place, boss."

"I am now wanted by both black and white, and can only live in a safe house."

"Shit!" Franklin said, "If you don't dislike it, you can stay at my house."

"You live alone?"

Franklin shook his head: "My parents died when I was very young, and my custody was handed over to my aunt Dennis, and I lived in her house."

It turned out that it was also under the fence.

"Forget it, I'll still live in a warehouse."

Franklin shook his head vigorously: "Don't worry, my aunt is very greedy for money, just give her a little money."

Franklin's home is very close to the club, only a five-minute drive away.

This is a two-story single-family building with a small garden and garage.

Although it is far from Wesley's mansion, it is already a very good house in a slum full of homeless people.

Pulling the car into the garage, Franklin took out the key and opened the door.

The ten-square-meter hut on the left side of the entrance is his room.

Jason was a little emotional. It seemed that his aunt was quite mean.

A black aunt came down from the second floor: "Hey! Boy who eats rice, you know how to come back."

Saying that, she looked up at Jason: "Who is this? I should have told you that you are not allowed to bring your friends back."

Dennis's name made Franklin a little angry, but Jason patted him on the shoulder, walked up to Dennis and took out a stack of bills, about three or four thousand dollars.

"Beautiful lady, I'm a friend of Franklin, and I may be disturbed for a while recently. This is the rent."

Taking the dollar bills, Dennis was as happy as Franklin said: "I didn't expect this brat to have such a wealthy friend as you. There is an empty room next door, let Franklin help you clean it up."

After speaking, Dennis twisted his huge **** and went upstairs happily.

Franklin whispered, "Boss, you gave too much."

Jason stared at his **** and said indifferently, "A little money can save a lot of unnecessary quarrels, so why not do it."

Franklin pouted, disapproving.

Three thousand dollars, how much 'work' he has to do to earn it back.

While Franklin was cleaning up the room, Jason went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lying on the hard wooden bed in the bedroom, Jason felt relaxed after a long time, and soon fell asleep under the blessing of alcohol.

The next morning, Jason woke up and habitually opened the system light curtain.

【Ding! The villain's comrade 'Franklin Clinton' has been recruited successfully. 】

[Party: Franklin Clinton]

[Ability: Stealing Mastery (Level 4), Driving Mastery (Level 6)]

【Mall: Click here】

Note 1: You can enjoy a 50% discount on purchasing power for your party in the mall, regardless of personal attributes.

Note 2: The villains recruited through the system have absolute loyalty.

what?

50% off in the mall, and ignoring personal attributes.

Jason was a little puzzled, who is the protagonist.

However, the second comment from the system made him very satisfied.

After the Paul incident, Jason became suspicious and didn't even trust anyone.

In his opinion, the so-called loyalty is just not worth enough price.

Franklin is loyal to him now, and there is no guarantee that he will not have another heart in the future.

The system's comments completely dispelled Jason's doubts.

If his subordinates cannot guarantee absolute loyalty, even if there is a discount in the mall, Jason will not buy any skills for his party.

The stronger the ability, the harder it is to control.

……

Pushing open the door, the smell of meat came in.

Jason followed the smell into the kitchen, where Franklin was making breakfast in his apron.

The smell of meat is the smell of fried bacon.

"Boss, wait a moment, it'll be all right in the morning."

Jason nodded, pulled out a chair and sat down: "Where's your aunt?"

Franklin said disdainfully, "I went shopping with her **** friends. It is estimated that within a few days, the thousands of dollars will be spent."

Franklin mentioned money, which made Jason think of the $1 million needed for [Gun Mastery 6].

Jason held his head in his hands and pondered, he had to find a way to make money.

"Franklin, what do you usually do to make money?"

"Um...Vehicle recycling work."

"What?"

He explained: "Many people take loans to buy cars at car dealerships, but UUkanshu www.uukanshu.com can't repay the loans. My job is to drive back these defaulted vehicles."

"It doesn't sound like much money, does it?"

"Stealing cars, driving black cars, driving garbage trucks, driving wrecker trucks... I have basically done all work related to cars."

His driving proficiency level 6 is no joke.

"Theft of a car..."

Jason suddenly thought that Jin Bing also had a gang specializing in car games—the Bikers.

They wear punk functional coats, ride exaggerated motorcycles, rely on the mobility of motorcycles to transport grass, and also steal cars part-time.

Franklin put the breakfast on the table, but Jason stood up and said, "You eat first, I want to make a call."

Back in the bedroom, Jason dialed Wesley's number.

"Hey!"

Wesley roared rarely: "Hey what!"

"Thanks to you, all the underground gangs in New York are out of control now."

Jason licked his ears: "What's wrong?"

Wesley said: "You destroyed the Russian mafia. Now all the gangs are in danger. They are afraid that you will come to your door to ask for trouble, and they are afraid that you will be caught by the police and implicated in them."

Jason sneered: "Their worries are right."

Wesley said, "Is that so? Let me tell you, all the gangs in New York have united and offered a total of $15 million for your head, and many international killers have begun to be interested in you."

Jason: "…"

Wesley's tone softened a little: "Jason, don't struggle anymore, just give up. It's impossible for you to survive being wanted by both black and white at the same time."

Jason lowered his head and was silent for a long time, his eyes gradually lit up with fighting spirit.

"Then let them come!"