""Hulala."

Seeing that his boss seemed to be willing to listen to the words of this surprised persuader, he put the gun against his temple. Although he had put the gun away before, he took it out again and pointed it at Allens.

"Hey, guys, don't get excited. This is just a simple choice. You don't need to be so cautious. As gang members, you just need to wait quietly for your boss's choice."

Simple words made everyone in the bar put down their weapons again. The hero's persuasive ability showed a terrifying power at this time.

Just relying on words, Allens was able to determine the will of these people. This feeling, to be honest, is really great.

""Tick, tick."

Although he agreed with what Allens said before, Bronte felt the cold metal and sweat dripped down in fear. Allens had asked Bronte to choose between two options: life if he agreed to mediation and death if he disagreed.

Because of his persuasive ability, Bronte did not think of other options at all. The result of Allens's previous persuasion was

"I...I choose to agree to mediation."

The horrible pressure of death made Bronte no longer arrogant and proud. His face was full of fear, and even his voice began to tremble.

"A wise choice."

Nodding, Allens left Harveys Bar without looking back. After Allens left, Bronte finally put down the pistol against his temple and collapsed on the floor. Allens's amazing ability frightened Bronte. This ability to influence others by talking was simply terrifying.

No matter how frightened the Mexican gang leader was, Allens had already left Harveys Bar. As for the revenge of the Mexican gang, Allens was not worried at all. Not to mention his superpowers, even Bronte himself was already scared to the point of doubting his life. How could he still... Dare to come for revenge.

Walking on the streets of Hell's Kitchen, looking at the bleak streets, Allens sighed helplessly again. Even taxis dare not come here. If you want to go to other areas of Manhattan, you can only drive yourself.

However, although there are no taxis, it is not a problem for Allens. After all, he has the super power of persuasion and can easily persuade a private car to take a free ride.

Sitting in the private car, the driver's seat is a middle-aged man with a huge beer belly, and next to Allens is an old man who looks like Stan Lee (tribute to Mr. Stan Lee, tribute to the father of Marvel)

"Hey, young man, where are you going in Manhattan? Let me guess, it must be the Captain America Memorial. I used to be the curator of the Captain America Memorial, but time is not forgiving. When I was young, the memorial was packed with people....."

The old man beside him was talking, but Allens just nodded from time to time, without responding or showing any impatience.

"Look at me, I love to nag when I get old, but you are a really good young man, you can actually endure my nagging all the way, maybe you can become a person comparable to Captain America in the future."

The private car stopped in the East City District of Manhattan, and Allens said goodbye to the old man. Although the car drove away, the old man stuck his head out of the window and gave Allens a thumbs up, which made Allens laugh and cry. The East

City District of Manhattan is completely different from Hell's Kitchen, or it can be said that all four districts of Manhattan are different from Hell's Kitchen. Looking at the surrounding high-rise buildings, Allens felt that he had suddenly entered the new century from the 1990s. Cars were roaring on the streets, and all kinds of shops were dazzling.

"This is life."

Allens sighed and walked straight to a bench on the square next to him and sat down. The reason why he came to the East City District of Manhattan was because he received a transfer of 1 million US dollars yesterday. Allens finally decided not to hang out in the Hell's Kitchen Novice Village anymore.

After all, whether it is the beginning of the plot a year later or to start the task of the Hero Rising System, Allens needs to go out of Hell's Kitchen.

Allens' target this time is the Hoover Villa in the East City District. This is the most luxurious villa area in the East City District. The housing prices in America are still very low, especially in 2007. The housing prices were simply outrageous. Just as Allens was thinking, next to Allens, this made Allens subconsciously look around. The first thing he noticed was a head of white hair. Secondly, Allens noticed a pair of eyes that were more energetic than those of young people.

"Hmm? Why does this guy look familiar? Have you seen him before?"

Allens frowned slightly. The energetic old man was wearing a white T-shirt and black trousers. Although he looked old, Allens could still see the faint chest and arm muscles on the old man.

"Young man, do we know each other?"

The old man saw Allens's puzzled look, and his experienced voice sounded, with a kind smile on his face, but a hint of doubt in his eyes, and asked

"Old man, I just think you look familiar. Have we met before?"

Allens did not use his persuasive ability. After all, not everyone is worthy of Allens's ability. However, Allens' tone became sincere. Although they were chatting, respecting the elderly and loving the young is still necessary.

"You are not the first one to say that. Some people also say that I look like Captain America in the memorial hall. Do you want an autograph? Haha, can you imagine Captain America aging to look like me now? Well, actually, I just look a little more like Captain America."

With a hearty smile on his face, the old man shrugged his shoulders and teased. This is American humor. Anyone would be amused by the old man's remarks, but among all these people, the only one who would not be like him is Allens.

"Captain America? That's right, damn it, this guy is definitely the old version of Captain America."

Aliens still maintained an awkward smile on his face, but his heart was in turmoil. When the old man talked about Captain America, Aliens looked at the increasingly familiar face. Although his face was covered with wrinkles, Aliens could still vaguely see the shadow of the young Captain America.

"Speaking of Captain America, is the Captain America praised by the world really that great?"

All of a sudden, Aarons' face became serious, and he looked at the old version of Captain America Steve Rogers, with a hint of playfulness in his tone.

"Oh? Many young people like Captain America. After all, this is the spirit of America. Some even call him the embodiment of justice."

Steve Rogers looked at the boy in front of him with interest. Few people questioned Captain America. After all, in today's society, whether it is a memorial hall or a comic, Captain America is always popular among people.

"Maybe everything is a conspiracy of Hydra? In fact, Captain America Rogers is an undercover agent of Hydra."

"HailHydra!!"

When Aarons said"Long live Hydra", Steve Rogers' pupils shrank instantly and his muscles tensed up. This was just Rogers' subconscious reaction. After all, Rogers has been fighting Hydra all his life.

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