I Am an Editor at Marvel

"I'm telling you... hiccup... I invented the greatest technology in the world... hiccup... Howard is a thief... hiccup... you were supposed to belong to Tony Stark..."

Ivan Vanke's father hiccupped without saying a word, and the smell of alcohol gushed out of his throat, filling the entire basement.

Ivan Vanke looked back at his father who was paralyzed on the bed, he didn't want to say anything, and he didn't really believe his father's drunken words.

As long as he could remember, his father didn't have a few reliable words, and he yelled that he was a great scientist every day, but he didn't see any people from related departments come to his home.

"Don't believe it... hiccup... I have blueprints... hiccup... when I research and understand... I will be rich and rich... then I will take you to kill them all!"

Ivan Vanke's father continued to talk over wine, not to mention studying and understanding the blueprints. After so many years, his scientific research ability has regressed to an unknown extent, and it is probably difficult to understand it now.

boom!

There was a sudden explosion outside, and before Ivan Vanke realized what happened, a soldier in military uniform broke into the door directly.

The soldier's face was covered with ashes, and his panic expression was still clearly visible under the dust.

"Don't move! Don't move! Put your hands up!"

The soldiers pointed their pistols at the people inside and kept shouting.

Under the gun, Ivan Vanke honestly raised his hand, but his eyes were not as honest as his hands, and he was always looking for opportunities and routes to counterattack.

"Give up the useless struggle, your reinforcements have all fallen."

A burly man suddenly appeared at the door. This man had sharp edges and corners, his skin was covered with scars, and he was blind in one eye, but his sense of deterrence was ridiculously strong.

In addition, Ivan Vanke noticed that the only weapon on the man's body was a long sword held in his right hand, which made him very confused. People with guns are afraid of people with cold weapons, which is unreasonable.

"Bradley! Put down your weapons! I...I have hostages now!"

The soldier panicked and pointed his gun at Ivan Vanke's father on the bed, perhaps because a hangover and paralyzed man couldn't raise his hand to surrender?

Kim Bradley looked at the soldiers indifferently, as if he was a Russian, a hostage? What it is?

boom!

Nervously, the soldier pulled the trigger, and at the same time as the bullet was shot, Bradley also moved, dodged in front of the soldier, and drew a sword light, splitting the soldier in two.

"dad!"

Ivan Vanke rushed to his father's bed in great sadness. The blood had already stained the small bed, and the people on it were completely breathless.

After crying for a few seconds, Ivan Vanke suddenly couldn't cry anymore. For some reason, he felt that he was not as sad as he imagined, but felt relieved.

Kim Bradley walked to the bed and glanced at the person on the bed, and frowned at Ivan Vanke and asked, "Ivan Vanke?"

"You know me?" Ivan Vanke knelt by the bed, looking up at Kim Bradley.

Kim Bradley lifted Ivan Vanke up with one hand. Although Ivan Vanke was not particularly strong due to nutritional problems, he was an adult male after all.

But Kim Bradley carried him like a chick.

"I just said that he shouldn't be allowed to raise you. It's shameful for a father to say such a thing!" Kim Bradley's face remained unchanged when he spoke, "You will follow me from now on, otherwise you will be completely abandoned by him , I will prepare a coffin for him."

Kim Bradley brought Ivan Vanke to the ground while speaking. There were many corpses around here. After leaving the basement, Kim Bradley put Ivan Vanko down and turned to look him in the eyes .

"My name is Kim Bradley, you can just call me Kim, understand?"

Ivan Vanke nodded. He inexplicably felt that he was a little timid, but every time he wanted to show a tough attitude, he would be immediately overwhelmed by Kim Bradley's face, and his intention would be directly dissipated.

"Let's go, there will be gangsters coming to wash the floor soon, you are not suitable to stay here, and your body is too weak, you need training."

Kim Bradley said, leading the way in a direction where a feral car was parked.

After getting into the car, Ivan Vanke found a man who was obviously a gangster sitting in the co-pilot.

"Mr. Jin, this is the reward for this time. My boss is a little unwell. He asked me to thank you for your shot on his behalf."

The gang member said obsequiously, the attitude was as if Kim Bradley was his boss.

Kim Bradley took a paper bag and glanced at the cash in it, "Just use the money to do business, send us to the old place."

"Yes, yes." The gangster said and turned to look at the driver, "Are you deaf?! Drive!"

Ivan Vanke looked at Kim Bradley out of the corner of his eye. This man seemed to be an acquaintance of his father, but it was estimated that the relationship was not very good, and he even had a grudge.

In addition, he kept thinking about Kim Bradley's sword, what kind of attack it was, and his eyes couldn't even see the shadow.

"Kim... where are we going?"

Ivan Vanke asked in a low voice.

"Speak louder, what else can you do if you don't have the strength to speak?!"

Kim Bradley taught without looking back.

"Gold! Where are we going?!"

Ivan Vanke repeated it loudly.

"Well, very energetic."

Kim Bradley boasted without emotion, "We're going home."

go home? Ivan Vanke was silent, he didn't know what to respond to, just sat there, but he felt a little bit less scared.

Yang Qiu, who watched everything from the perspective of God, nodded in satisfaction. The prologue of script eight was perfect. Kim Bradley's performance couldn't be better, and Ivan Vanke's performance was also in line with expectations.

In short, with Kim Bradley leading him, it is impossible for Ivan Vanke to follow the original trajectory of his life. His subsequent life will undergo tremendous changes from today.

At the same time, at Ivan Vanke's home, Russia's supernatural rapid response force arrived at the scene. After inspecting the dead body lying in the middle of the basement very skillfully, they wrote something directly in a booklet.

Immediately afterwards, Ivan Vanko's father's body was packed in a body bag and prepared to be cremated.

Apart from these things, they didn't do any extra things, they turned around and left, and when they left, they lit the whole basement with a torch.

The blueprints that Ivan Vanko's father had been hanging on the edge also disappeared with the flames.

Ask for recommendation tickets, ask for monthly tickets, ask for rewards, ask for investment, ask for everything.

Thank you for the one-hundred-start coin reward for Qian Qian's smile that shocked all beings.

Thank you for the reward of 100 starting coins.

Thanks to ljlwal for the two hundred starting point coins reward.

ps: I am asking for all kinds of support, I have recommended it on the Internet, whether I can advance to the next round of recommendation depends on your help, any support is fine, even if it is a recommendation ticket, thank you very much.