Crossing Marvel: I took over Iron Man

Ye Qingyang patted her little hand, feeling a little cold, and the anger in his heart became stronger. No matter who wanted to assassinate him and make his woman frightened, he would never let him go. No matter if he chased him to the end of the world, he would kill this person.

The gang found them out, dragged them one by one to the high seas, and gave him Ling Chi, who spent 3,600 knives to fillet the fish for him to eat.

Xiao Rongyu asked cautiously

"Who is this person and why does he want to assassinate us?"

Ye Qingyang shook his head with a cold face. He had not been here for a long time, and he had not done anything outrageous. His only mortal enemy, Obadiah, had also died. The others did not seem to have any mortal enemies, but what happened before he came here was not the same.

Very understanding.

When the one-eyed dragon comes later, he must borrow two people from him to find out who else Shi Daluo has offended. Although these ordinary people do not pose a fatal threat to him, these people are like flies.

It's disgusting to bite people.

Within five minutes, several heavily armed New York patrol officers had already arrived.

The New York police are well-trained. Two people surveyed the scene, and two people maintained order. The person surveying the scene felt the pulse of the man holding the gun. It had stopped beating. His expression changed and he said to his colleagues next to him.

"Call an ambulance quickly, and notify the command center that a murder has occurred in New York's Central Park, requesting reinforcements."

No joke, New York's Central Park, as a landmark building in New York, has police on duty every day, just like those tourist attractions have park police stations.

The few police officers who came were all fat and muscular white men. After all, in Manhattan, there was little living space for black people. No matter what position they held, they were mostly white men.

Seeing the arrival of the police, Xiao Rongyu was the first to breathe a sigh of relief. After staying in China for a long time, the police gave people a sense of security. Now in the United States, seeing these policemen with guns makes her feel even more secure.

After all, who hasn’t seen a few videos of American police shooting and beating black uncles into hornets’ nests?

A white policeman came over and said

"Who called 911?"

A white guy pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, raised his arms and said

"It was me, I called the police."

white policeman said

"Tell me about the situation at that time and what exactly happened."

The white boy looked at Ye Qingyang and the two people who remained calm, wondering whether he should say anything.

The white policeman was a little curious as to why he was looking at the Asian woman standing next to him. Although she was indeed very beautiful, there was no need to pay so much attention to her, not to mention why you were so scared in your eyes?

When Ye Qingyang saw that the surrounding people had been evacuated, he took off his glasses, and the white policeman's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Mr. Tony the Big Shit?!"

Ye Qingyang nodded and motioned for him to keep quiet. After all, he was a famous entrepreneur. Superheroes would cause a big sensation, especially since this was a tourist attraction. There were countless fans of him in the world. If he caused chaos, he would have to do it again.

Fleeed in despair.

The white guy's eyes were also wide-eyed. No wonder he felt that this person looked familiar just now, but he never knew who he looked like. When he saw Ye Qingyang without glasses, he realized that this was his idol.

Not caring about talking nonsense to the police, the white guy ran over, took out a pen and notebook from his backpack, held it in front of his chest excitedly and said

"Mr. Big Shit, I am your fan, please sign your name for me."

Ye Qingyang took the pen and paper in an approachable manner and prepared to sign on the title page of the book. He asked

"What's your name, please?"

"Robert, Robert Downey Jr."

?

Ye Qingyang raised his head and glanced at him, and found that except for the fact that Robert had the same name as the actor who played Iron Man, everything else had nothing to do with him. However, this Robert looked very simple, and he looked like a nerd at first glance.

So Ye Qingyang wrote, "I wish Robert Downey Jr. success in his work and progress in his studies. A big gift from Tony."

Robert put the notebook away as if he had found a treasure, he held Ye Qingyang's hand and said

"Mr. Shit Dako, I even set up a fan group for you in Shangshang, and I also served as the group leader."

Hearing that he actually had a fan club, Ye Qingyang became interested and asked

"What kind of fan club is it, where is it, and what is its reputation?"

Robert proudly pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said

"I borrowed a famous snack from the Han Dynasty to make it more people-friendly - snail (shi) powder. What do you think? Does it sound particularly down-to-earth?"

Robert waited expectantly for Ye Qingyang's answer. Ye Qingyang smiled and said calmly.

"Mr. Robert, this is a murder scene. I think you, an ordinary melon-eater, should get out of here quickly. Goodbye."

After saying that, he ignored Robert's reaction and walked directly to the white policeman standing aside.

Robert stood there blankly, confused as to what had just happened. Why did Mr. Big Shit immediately change his expression when he heard the name of his fan group, as if he was not very happy.

No, I had to rack my brains and painstaking efforts when choosing this name. I discussed it with the people in the fan group for a long time, and there are also friends from the Han Dynasty in the fan group. They said that snail noodles are very famous in the Han country. Many

Short video bloggers are crazy about selling goods.

The name of Snail Rice Noodles is also very meaningful and catchy. Why is Mr. Shit Dake dissatisfied?

Xiao Rongyu on the side couldn't stop laughing. The tension caused by the assassination just now was completely lost by Ye Qingyang's fans. It was like watching a horror movie, but the soundtrack was Little Apple. It wasn't scary at all, right?

When the white policeman saw Ye Qingyang approaching, he nodded respectfully and joked, who in this place in Manhattan doesn't know Tony Shit? He can be regarded as the leading celebrity here. If New York's Central Park is Manhattan, the landmark of New York,

So Tony the Big Shit is an event landmark in Manhattan.

Ye Qingyang took the initiative to extend his hand to shake hands with the white policeman and said

"I'm Tony, thank you for your hard work."

The white policeman quickly replied

"It's not hard work. It's all about serving the people. Please tell me about the situation at that time so that I can report it to my superiors."

What happened was very simple, and Ye Qingyang had no need to hide it. This was obviously an organized and premeditated personal attack, but the police could not find the identity of the deceased at all because this person was not included in the United States' population information database.

Therefore, this is still a foreign-related assassination incident.