Marvel: God of Spear Technical Advisor

Chapter 52: The Supernatural Events in the Surveillance Camera

Qianqian sneered at Mephisto's words. He felt that the old devil was deliberately trying to fool him.

"Although the hell dimension has endless space and hell creatures, the number of truly powerful lords is limited. You actually told me that the source of such a rumor in a small circle can't be found?"

Mephisto's expression was innocent: "Why check? Lies and conspiracies are born every moment in hell. When the rumors about you first spread, we just regarded it as the introduction of another conspiracy - pretending

There is a new universe in which the kingdom of the undead has not yet been born - if this is a conspiracy, I have to say it is quite creative."

"But you didn't regard it as a conspiracy, and you were the only one who came to me among so many people who knew the rumors."

Mephisto spread his hands: "Just try your luck. It's just a projection. Go chat with a young man who has just entered college. Even if you get nothing, what can you lose?"

Mephisto's words brought back an unhappy memory in Qiang Qiang; when he was a fledgling, he was too immature after all, and after a verbal exchange, the old devil got to the bottom of it.

But this does not mean that Mephisto's rhetoric is endorsed.

"A wage earner might take out two yuan to buy a lottery ticket and try his luck; a gambler might collect his last dime and put it on the gambling table to try his luck." Looking forward, the old devil said,

There was a smile on his face but not a smile on his face.

"But you want to tell Mephisto, the Lord of Hell, that the big devil who is famous for manipulating people's hearts also relies on luck to do things - this makes me doubt your sincerity in cooperation."

"Come on, James; why bother with these minutiae. There are countless similar headless rumors in hell, and no one will care about them." Mephisto waved his hands exaggeratedly, "Why don't you talk about it?

Constructive topics, like what can you get from this transaction?”

Going forward, I became more and more convinced that this old devil must know something.

"I remain open to every sincere intention to cooperate." Xiang Xiang said insincerely, "We can make an appointment to come to my office for formal negotiations; at that time I will let the legal department draw up the details.

terms of cooperation."

Mephisto said dissatisfied: "You know that I cannot enter China. I have told you long ago that your country has a powerful spiritual force that rejects me."

"Oh, yes, I remembered it." Xiang Xiang pretended to suddenly realize, "It doesn't matter, I think you can definitely find a way - if you really value this transaction."

Mephisto said angrily: "Are you deliberately despising me, James Zion?"

Xiang Xiang categorically denied: "Of course not, I just think we can continue to lower the price."

"what?"

"A real estate developer I know once told me a little tip." Xiang Qian recalled, "He said that if I find that my opponent suddenly softens his attitude or even takes the initiative to make concessions, it means that he has either met a competitor, or he has himself

I have encountered a bigger dilemma. At this time, I will seize the opportunity to further lower the price."

"He calls this move - extreme pressure!"

Mephisto laughed angrily: "I don't even know, when did you ever do real estate business?"

"No, no, no, I have never been in the real estate business, and I am not familiar with that real estate businessman." Qiang Xiang said seriously, "Actually, I met the real estate businessman's daughter first; I still remember it was an inter-school party for college students.

When we meet.”

The old devil saw that Qiang Xiang was not going to agree to this deal easily. He quickly recovered his calm posture and responded casually: "That must be a beautiful girl. Maybe I have seen her before?"

"Well, speaking of this, she married another man last year." Xiang Xiang pretended to cover his heart, "When I heard the news, I was sad for at least three seconds."

"Okay, I'm still in a hurry; remember to call me and we can make an appointment to discuss business cooperation."

After saying that, the playboy ignored the old devil, turned around, opened the door, got in the car, and walked away.

And just as he was talking to Mephisto, a certain Black Carbon chief was pulled in front of the surveillance screen again by his subordinates.

"You want to say that you have discovered the surveillance order I issued just three hours ago?" Nick Fury asked suspiciously.

His men hesitated: "We think we have found something, but we are not sure what we found."

Nick Fury looked at his subordinates as if he were looking at a lunatic.

"Sir, you'd better see it with your own eyes. It's hard for me to explain it in words." The subordinate opened the surveillance video recording.

After watching it for less than ten seconds, Nick Fury understood why his subordinate looked like he had seen a ghost just now.

In the picture, the forward bodyguards are surrounding him, and he is standing alone in front of the car door, talking to the empty place in front of him.

"What is he doing?" Director SHIELD couldn't help but ask.

"Judging from his body and lip movements, he is talking."

"With whom? There was no one in front of him. The closest ones were his bodyguards; they were at least thirty feet away and behind him."

There was no sound recorded in the remote monitoring screen, and the silent screen combined with the strange forward movements gave everyone present the feeling of watching a supernatural movie.

Nick Fury personally adjusted the surveillance video and played it all the way backwards, returning to the scene where "Red Star" took the initiative to protect Qian Qian. The picture was frozen, and "Red Star"'s action of reaching out to stop the person was clearly identifiable.

Nick Fury is well-informed, and compared to the confusion of his subordinates, he is much calmer: "I can't believe that James Zion and his bodyguards suddenly decided to conduct a drama rehearsal on the side of the highway -

—Where did these images come from?”

"The surveillance camera at the entrance of a convenience store is connected to the Internet, and we intercepted its signal."

"Send out an action team immediately. I want you to find all the clues you can find; there must be witnesses in the convenience store."

Just when S.H.I.E.L.D. was freaking out over a supernatural scene, Xiang Xiang was chatting with someone online.

[Playboy: Modo, are you okay? Why are you the only one in the chat room? 】

[Black-faced Brother: Everyone is getting ready to sleep.]

[Playboy: Oh, I forgot, it’s almost midnight in Nepal now.]

[Black Face Brother: Are you still in the United States? 】

【Playboy: How do you know?】

[Black-faced brother: The scandal between you and the Hilton sisters has become a hot topic in the news. Squint.jpg.]

[Playboy: That proves my charm.Proud.jpg]

[Black-faced Brother: Shameless.]

【Playboy: Is the teacher here?】

[Black-faced Brother: Teacher has been practicing behind closed doors in recent days. What’s wrong? 】

[Playboy: It’s nothing. I have some questions about spiritual practice that I want to ask the teacher for. Forget it, let’s talk about it in a few days. 】

[System prompt: Fatty Wang has logged into the chat room]

[Playboy: Lao Wang, I haven’t seen you for a long time. How is your buddy next door? 】

[Fat Wang: Your bad jokes are not funny at all.]

[Playboy: That’s because you have no sense of humor.]

[Fat Wang: Contempt.jpg]

[Playboy: What have you been doing recently, and are you singing again?]

[Fat Wang: Yes, the telecommunications company you introduced is good, and the download speed is much faster than before. 】

[Playboy: Are you still chasing that new girl singer? What is her name?]

[Fat Wang: Taylor, but we all call her Swift.]

[Playboy: What kind of bad nickname is this? Is it moldy?]

[Fat Wang: Don’t insult Swift.]

[Fat Wang: Are you in the United States now? Can you help me get a new album signed by Taylor Swift? 】