Marvel’s Big Villain

After waiting for less than half an hour, there was a knock on the door of the hotel.

Jason walked over cautiously, looking out through the cat's eyes.

A woman stood outside the door, wearing a black trench coat, baseball cap, mask and sunglasses.

Through the figure and some subtle features on his face, Jason still recognized that the woman outside the door was Belmod.

As expected of a big star, he is so cautious when he goes out.

Jason suddenly had a bad idea. He opened the door and looked at Belmode curiously: "I'm sorry, miss, I don't need room service."

Looking at the stranger in front of him, Belmod was first taken aback, took two steps back, and then stared at Jason's face to observe carefully.

After a while, Belmod smiled contemptuously: "Humph! Don't show off your inferior makeup skills in front of me."

Jason was taken aback. His current appearance is so different from his own. Belmod can recognize it. She really deserves to be a witch with a thousand faces.

Turning to let her into the room, Belmod walked in and saw Harry sitting on the sofa in his pajamas, peeling fruit.

Belmod's face looked a little unnatural, but it quickly returned to normal.

"Are you Dr. Harleen Quetzel, the former special criminal psychologist at Long Island Prison in New York? The news says that you helped Jason escape from prison."

"Yes. May I ask who you are?" Harry stood up and walked over to her.

Unfortunately, Belmod's height is close to 1.8 meters, while Harry is only 1.7 meters tall, half a head shorter than Belmod.

Both of them have long pale blond hair and stand together like sisters.

Belmod looked at her up and down, turned to look at Jason and shook his head: "Your standard of playing with women has dropped again."

Jason pouted and declined to comment on her words.

Harry frowned, narrowed his eyes and threatened, "I'm sorry, what did you just say!"

Belmod smacked his lips in disdain: "The face is okay, but the legs are too short."

Pfft!

Jason couldn't help laughing.

Harry's legs are really not short, but compared to Belmod's long legs, which are close to 1.2 meters, they are still a bit unsightly.

When Harry heard this, his mind completely exploded.

His eyes were full of anger, and a pair of small fists were clenched.

"All right!"

Jason hurried over, grabbed Harry's arm, and looked at Belmod in dissatisfaction: "I didn't ask you to comment on my girlfriend's figure."

Belmod glared at him with a slightly angry expression.

"Okay, if you have anything to say, just say it, I have something to do this afternoon."

After she finished speaking, she took off her windbreaker and threw it on the sofa, sat down with her big white legs up, took out a slender lady's cigarette from her handbag and lit it.

"Huh..."

Take a deep breath, and then lightly highlight the smoke.

Belmod is a huge smoker, and this habit was formed in childhood.

Jason pulled Harley to sit across from her, and said bluntly: "I'm all acquaintances, so I'll just say it. Money is a little tight recently, and New York is under martial law again, so I came to Los Angeles to see if there is any way to make a fortune."

"Jin Bing has billions of assets in his hands. After you kill him, you will be short of money?"

Mentioning this matter, Jason felt a burst of heartache: "Uh... Because of some special reasons, I didn't get a penny of Jin Bing's assets."

"Really?" Belmod couldn't help laughing, "It's just stupid to come out to mess around for money, and you're just busy working for nothing."

Hearing this, Harry was about to burst into anger, but was held down by Jason.

"That's why I came to Los Angeles to find you. The clown organization is a start-up, and there are many places where money is needed."

Belmod thought for a moment and put out the two-thirds of the cigarettes remaining.

"Since your organization is so short of money, why don't you move to Los Angeles."

Jason laughed and said, "You mean, let me mess with you?"

Belmod spread his hands and said, "Can't you? As long as you bring all your organization members to Los Angeles, I can make you the second-in-command of the organization—whiskey! Don't you like Scotch whisky the most?"

Jason refused without hesitation: "I'm sorry, I never submit to others."

"Then what's the matter with you shaking your head and tail under Jinping's hands all these years!" Belmod said angrily, remembering the events three years ago.

"So, Jin Bing died, and he died tragically!" Jason said, "Also, what you just said is exactly what I want to tell you."

"Hmph! You think beautiful." Belmod snorted coldly, "I gave you a chance three years ago, but you refused.

"Three years ago, the timing was wrong. At that time, there was only a dead end for resisting Jin Bing."

Jason thought to himself, who made the dog system come out sooner, causing him to suffer for so many years.

"The timing is still wrong. New York is under martial law, and you are the most wanted criminal in the United States. If I follow you to New York, I will die."

"Okay, I don't want to argue with you about this, you will understand later."

Jason hates meaningless arguments, and brings the topic back: "Tell me, is there any way to make a fortune in Los Angeles recently?"

Belmod said: "Los Angeles is full of ways to make a fortune, but just the two of you can do anything."

Jason smiled and reminded kindly: "You are the hottest star in the United States, and you must know a lot of rich people. Is there any rich people who have been away from home recently, and they happen to have a lot of cash hidden at home?"

Belmod was stunned for a moment, then said with a sneer: "Stealing things? A little trick from more than ten years ago, don't you feel blush when you play it now?"

"Don't blush! I'm a very realistic person. No matter if I'm cheating or stealing, as long as I can make money, I'll do anything."

"Oh, you are really not picky eaters."

Belmod made a pun, then lit another cigarette, leaning on the sofa and thinking.

"Don't look!" Harry suddenly covered Jason's eyes.

A few minutes later, Belmod had a weird smile on his face: "Yes, I found a way to make a fortune."

Jason quickly asked, "What way?"

"Have you heard the name Avril?"

Jason glanced at Halle and said, "Of course, the hottest singer in America."

"Go and kidnap her, and then ask her family for ransom. She is a super rich woman, and she will definitely make you a lot of money."

"Kidn Avril." Jason frowned. "Could it be that you had a conflict with Avril and then used me as a gunner?"

Belmod said disdainfully: "Don't forget my identity, if I have a conflict with her, you have to let her live until now?"

Jason sneered: "Your crow organization has only been established for three years, and there should be not many people who can take on major responsibilities, and you can't do it yourself in order to avoid suspicion. Is this reason sufficient?"

Belmod's expression stiffened: "Didn't you want to invite me to join the Joker, how can you make me feel at ease if you don't show your strength."

She continued: "Of course, I'm not reluctant to do this, but if you don't want to do it, I have no other way to introduce you."

After speaking, she threw away the cigarette and prepared to leave.

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