People In Marvel, System Attackers

Chapter 1 Playboy

boom!

Hearing the gunshots, Mike murmured irritably: “It’s noon, let people not sleep well!”

He rolled over and hugged the soft body beside him.

“Mike! Mike!”

Jennifer shook Mike’s shoulder vigorously, a little panicked.

“Who is this?”

Mike’s heart was slightly taken aback for the delicate but unfamiliar face.

Fortunately, it wasn’t the first time I experienced such a scene. Mike showed a charming smile and asked softly: “What’s the matter, baby?”

Last night in the bar, ninety-minute beauties, hitting up a conversation, rolling the bed sheets-Mike tried to remember, but still couldn’t remember the name of the beauty.

Don’t panic!

It doesn’t matter if you don’t remember. “Dear”, “Baby”, “Little Biscuit”, “Little Strawberry”… are all “correct answers”.

Two generations of humans, Mike can apply this skill freely.

Definitely, the key is to be handsome.

Jennifer’s heart hit, and the waterfall-like blonde hair was scattered, and said, “Someone shot downstairs.”

“Shoot…” Mike said, “This is Hell’s Kitchen, it’s normal.”

Liberty Milliken, shootout every day.

What’s more, in the hell’s kitchen known as the “criminal amusement park”, the ammunition consumed every day can feed an arms dealer.

“Forget it, I’ll go down and take a look.”

The gunfire felt like it was downstairs, and downstairs was a small supermarket run by Mike.

Mike got dressed and went downstairs, the glass door of the supermarket was open, no one was seen

A few seconds later, Old Earle angrily walked in with the Remington shotgun.

Old Earle, the only employee in the supermarket, was an old black man with white hair.

“Someone robbed?” Mike frowned.

“No, some big-foot bastards, I can’t help seeing them…”

Old Earle was speechless, with a look of shame.

Whatever the reason, his actions undoubtedly caused Mike trouble.

“Bigfoot? The one who has been very popular recently?” Mike is not afraid of trouble, but doesn’t like unexplained trouble.

“Yes.” Old Earle nodded.

“Well, tell me the reason for shooting.” Mike lit a cigarette.

You have a story, I have a smoke.

“There is a father and daughter in the community. My father’s name is Benjamin, a damn addict, DU dealer. My daughter’s name is Clotian, and it’s like a little Angel went down to earth.”

“Benjamin helped Bigfoot help bulk goods, but swallowed the goods of Bigfoot, he overdosed and died, leaving only his daughter Chloe. The people of Bigfoot took Chloe, who was so young, then Smart, so sensible…”

As he said, Old Earle burst into tears.

Mike was silent.

Chloe’s end will undoubtedly be miserable. Child labor, special addiction to the toys of the rich, and organ harvesting from living bodies…

Old Earle took out a small bag from his pocket and peeled off the layered waterproof packaging.

It’s a stack of colorful old banknotes.

Old Earle put the bill on the table and pushed it in front of Mike.

He has worked in Mike’s supermarket for nearly a year, and no one collects protection fees. Except for the first few thefts and robberies, the supermarket is incredibly safe.

And usually on the second day, the boss of the thief and robber brought his younger brother to the door to apologize and compensate for the damage in person, and his humility made Old Earle surprised.

“Is this still Hell’s Kitchen?” Old Earle asked deeply.

“They are actually quite reasonable.” Mike sighed.

If it hadn’t been for those big brothers with crutches, casts, and swollen noses, Old Earle would have almost believed Mike’s nonsense.

From then on, Old Earle knew that the supermarket was just a cover, and the owner ran the House of All Things to solve all kinds of troubles.

“Boss, save Chloe, please, she is still a child. This is my savings, all. I know not enough, but…”

Old Earle choked up.

There seem to be a lot of banknotes, but in fact they are all small banknotes, a thick stack of which does not exceed three thousand USD.

“You saved this money for a long time, right?”

“Yes.”

“worth?”

“value!”

Old Earle didn’t waver, a cloud of white Ability light floated above his head.

At this time, lines of text were generated in Mike’s mind——

[Old Earl’s Commission: Saving the Orphan Chloe][Commission: 20000 USD (90% of the system will be commissioned after deduction of fees)][Task description: Rescue the orphan Chloe from Bigfoot and give it to Old Earle. 】

After the system rake, the highest in Mike’s hands is only two thousand dollars. In other words, this list will lose money.

In Old Earle’s worried gaze, Mike sighed: “Okay, I’ll take this order.”

When the voice fell, the group of white glowing energy floated in front of Mike, not in the middle of his eyebrows.

System reminder: [Soul Energy+1]

As it is now, don’t pretend, showdown!

Mike is a traverser. He was reborn for twenty-four years. When he found out that he was in Marvel, he was completely dumbfounded.

If it comes, let it rest. No matter how bad it is, the universe’s population will be lost by a snap of a finger.

Mike obediently studied step by step until he received the admission letter from Princeton University and Gold Finger arrived unexpectedly.

Gold Finger surface is a mercenary system, in fact it accumulates ten [soul energy] synthesis [soul fruit], and finally performs [fantasy manifestation].

In addition, the soul energy has the effect of strengthening the body. At present, Mike’s physical fitness is not weaker than that of Captain America injected with super soldier serum.

“Boss, boss…” Seeing Mike’s distraction, Old Earle said, “Is this commission embarrassing you?”

“Oh, no.”

Mike recovered and said, “I just remembered something. By the way, do I need to sign a contract or open a receipt?”

Old Earle waved his hand repeatedly: “No, no need.”

Mike added: “Also, regardless of the result, the commission is non-refundable.”

Old Earle said: “I understand, the rules.”

Mike took out the encrypted phone, did not shy away from Old Earle, and dialed the number of the note [Fat Jerry].

Connected.

“Mike, I haven’t contacted for a long time, thinking you forgot Fat Jerry, so sad to say.” A greasy voice came from the phone.

Mike: “Speaking of people.”

Jerry: “You are still the same, I…”

Mike hung up the phone blankly.

A few seconds later.

Mike’s cell phone rang and pressed the connect button, and Fat Jerry’s helpless voice came from the other side: “Okay, let’s talk about it, anyone is out of luck.”

“Does Bigfoot know?”

“I know, I’ve been jumping a lot recently. I don’t know if I don’t know.”

“Old rules, send information and expenses to my mailbox.”

“Okay, if it costs, it’s 5% off.” Fat Jerry had a painful expression on his face.

Mike joked: “Heh, discount… The Lifetime Series.”

Fat Jerry said angrily: “Those scumbags do not have a bottom line, it is too cheap for them to go to hell!”

After hanging up, Mike explained to Old Earle: “Fat Jerry is an intelligence businessman, greedy for money, but his reputation has always been good.”

Soothing Old Earle, Mike went upstairs.

Jennifer lay on her side, the silk quilt slid to the side, revealing the amazing curves.

When viewed horizontally, there are peaks on the sides of the ridge, with different distances and heights.

Mike swallowed his saliva and diverted his gaze with great perseverance. He turned on the computer and clicked on the mailbox.

Fat Jerry’s efficiency is as high as ever, and intelligence has been sent.

After reading the information carefully, Mike has a new understanding of Bigfoot, just two words: animal. No wonder even Fat Jerry can’t stand it.

The Bigfoot Gang was originally just a small gang, borrowing namelessness in Hell’s Kitchen until it caught up with the Airan crime syndicate.

“Magenta?”

An image of a lover appeared in Mike’s mind: dirty braids, gold teeth inlaid, frivolous and crazy smile.

The Irlandians are very powerful in the Hell’s Kitchen, and are comparable to Italian criminal groups, Goose Ross, Yugoslavia, Mexico, Japanese Benz, Tianchao, Yuenan, and the local crime syndicate in Milliken.

Hey, it’s a borough of Manhattan that has assembled notorious criminal groups from all over the world.

Distressed the inhabitants of Hell’s Kitchen for a second.