The jackal turned around and saw a pair of deep purple eyes, and then fainted on the co-pilot, unconscious.

"Hey, who are you?"

The leading man panicked and stepped on the brakes. The violent turbulence made the other men in the car unable to control their balance well. They reclined on the seats, not forgetting to hold the sticks in their hands.

Lilia looked very speechless: "If you don't have the ability, don't come out and learn how to rob, okay? Be careful that the iron steel pipe in your hand pokes into the eye, it's not a small thing that can be rescued by surgery."

Robbers: ...

They looked at each other, their expressions gradually becoming frightened.

"You're a mutant, boss, let's get out of the car quickly."

The jackal's face was full of fear of death, and mutants, for ordinary people like them, were no less than an arrest warrant from the National Criminal Police.

After all, the former can make you disappear into the world directly when you become unhappy, while the latter is simply sentenced according to the crime you committed.

The mutants wandering in the gray area got angry, but no matter who you are, you don't think about whether you violated the law by doing so.

"Don't think about running, isn't it a very happy thing to chat in this small van? At least I can observe the micro expressions of each of you."

Having said that, Lilia was still leaning against Harry Osborn, and was about to throw the black ball of light at the big men in front of her.

The purpose of her coming here is to protect her future cash cow partner, in case Harry Osborn, who is noble and wealthy and has a family genetic disease, suffers any injury, which will cause a small heart problem.

"You can't say that." The leading man's eyes were full of vigilance, "We kidnapped this young master, but he didn't have any scars on his body. We didn't even use a rag and hemp rope."

The leading man's implication is that since our kidnapping was unsuccessful and the young master you were guarding was not injured, can you give me a face and don't kill them directly.

"Boss..."

The jackal obviously wanted to say something else, but when he saw that the other brothers were ready to run away, he could only sigh and didn't say anything more.

"It's not impossible to let you go, the premise is that Harry Osborn himself agrees." Lilia smiled, "He is my partner, from the moment you kidnapped him, your Life and death are in the hands of his thoughts."

Did she really want Harry Osborn to decide whether these men lived or died?The answer is definitely not.

Lilia just wanted to see if Harry Osborn, as a high school student with sub-healthy physical functions, had a clear understanding of what could and couldn't be done.

If the little gentleman chooses to let these men die in the car, then she must terminate the verbal cooperation between the two parties, and at the same time inform Peter that he has such an unreliable classmate.

The expressions of the men changed from spring to winter in an instant, and their beseeching eyes shifted to Harry Osborn.

Harry Osborn: ...

He didn't know if the witch Morgana was going to mess with him, but because the other party was talking about this, he could only hold his forehead that was getting hotter, and said weakly: "Just send it to the police station No, there is no need to kill them, and I don't know what crime they have committed, of course, if you know that their hands are covered with blood, please do it yourself."

What Harry Osborn said was also very appropriate. This is to graft the topic onto Lilia, let's see how she draws conclusions from this group of people.

Anyway, he has made it clear that if this witch really wants to do something, he can choose to close his eyes.

Following what Harry Osborn said, Lilia nodded in understanding, and then said to the big men staring at the two: "Since you know you can not die, why don't you drive me back? Didn't you see that my little ally has a fever now?"

Under her threat, the men who were a bit cowardly turned their heads silently, and the leading boss also turned around and drove back to the city center. He knew where there was a particularly good hospital.

As the second-hand van stopped and turned off, Lilia and Harry Osborne came to the starting point again. She looked at the leading man who was following next time and the jackal with a bit of a mischievous eye, and frowned, "Don't you want to run away? Don't you think?" Do you really want to surrender to the police?"

She didn't understand the behavior of these men. They could kidnap and threaten people into the car on the main road, but they upheld the behavior of bounty hunters in the car, and didn't lose their temper even after being threatened in the opposite direction. Instead of resisting, he endured silently.

Lilia really wants to just say—good guy, if I don't see you selecting the three best citizens of New York next year, then the mayor can step down and leave.

"—Appeared in our car without saying a word. After knowing this ability, no one plans to run away."

The jackal explained the reason why they didn't run away instead of the boss. It is more worthwhile to eat in prison than to be killed by a mutant lady who is not-on the outside.

"Very good ideological and moral awareness. Since this is the case, does Harry Osborn have any ideas about taking them in?"

Lilia turned to Harry Osborn with a smile on his face. It seemed that there was always a lack of bodyguards around him?I don't know if this is his father's negligence, or he doesn't care about his son's life at all.

"I always feel that you are mocking me." Harry Osborn glanced at the tall robber leader and asked in confusion: "What was your previous occupation? There are so many calluses on it."

Through careful observation, he found that the character who seemed to be the boss did not have any dark and negative emotions in his eyes, even when he faced the witch Ms. Morgana just now, he acted like someone who had seen the world Police Mr.

"Yeah, so—speaking of which, I'm also starting to wonder what your previous occupation was."

Lilia also realized that if they were robbers in the true sense, the game system would have judged that they were soldiers who could gain experience and gold coins, rather than neutral objects with yellow lights.

Oak, who was surrounded by two people and commented: "I used to be a mercenary, but I retired a long time ago. There was something wrong with me before, so now I can only do black and black business."

He tried not to talk about his past experience, because for Oak, who used to be a mercenary, being a worthless kidnapper now is undoubtedly a very shameful thing, so don't mention it if you can't mention it in front of people.

Lilia didn't speak, and she gave the chance to Harry Osborn, who looked very wrong.

"Ahem... If you have the idea of ​​starting from the bottom again and not continuing to lead them to kidnap people on the streets of New York like this, then you can come here to find me, provided that you wait until I recover from illness. "

Harry Osborn handed it to the tall and mighty former mercenary in front of him, the leader of the kidnapper who found no money to use, and then waved his hand to show them where to go back and forth.

If he didn't hang the hanging water, his life might really be lost.

"Boss, do you really want to believe what the mutants and the rich second generation say?" Jackal said uncertainly, "I don't want to believe such a good thing even if killed, how can the rich second generation be so kind after being kidnapped by us?" The introduction job, maybe he wants to..."

Oak didn't speak. He glanced at the contact number of the pharmaceutical company written in his hand, was slightly dazed, and then got into the van parked by the side of the road.

Because Harry Osborn was ill, Lilia walked slowly on the street with him, obviously only less than 200 meters away from the hospital, but this guy abruptly walked out with the momentum of 3000 meters away.

what can she doHe couldn't carry Harry Osborn into the hospital, and he didn't know if the healing technique would work for him.

Open the game battle interface to check Harry Osborn's blood volume, and when she found that the opponent's blood volume was normal, she decisively gave up the healing technique.

It seems that the cold is a state of negative effects, rather than affecting the existence of the life bar.

Helping the frail and sick "elderly man" into the infusion room, Lilia turned on her phone to check the messages sent in the group.

The fan base of superheroes formed before should be able to play a role now, right?

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