Marvel: The game I made invaded reality

The motorcycle gang and the Mexican-Irish group are still somewhat famous in Hell's Kitchen, so the fact that they were taken to court also attracted a lot of attention.

But the result is obvious. The people who were taken to court spent some money to exploit loopholes in the law and were released.

And now...

Matt faced Frank, who was carrying a weapon box in front of him, and obviously understood something.

He opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to comfort him. He was also a lawyer himself and could better understand the mood of the parties involved in this case.

"If nothing happens, I'll leave first." Frank had no intention of asking for help, but wanted to kill all his enemies personally.

Matt didn't stop him. When the other party passed by, he suddenly said: "Maybe you can wait a moment, and I can introduce you to a law firm and appeal again."

"Thank you, but no need." Frank paused and then left the modification shop without hesitation.

After the other party left, Matt looked at Merlin in front of him.

"What did he just buy?"

"Customer privacy, no comment." Merlin shrugged, then turned and walked towards the workshop.

"What's the matter? I'm closing the door."

After hearing this, Matt didn't ask further questions and asked about the business.

"I heard that you have developed some new products. Let me see if I can afford them."

After the vigilante made it, he really wanted to buy it, but he was too short of money to even open a law firm.

Therefore, he often comes to the modification shop, but rarely buys anything.

Merlin rolled his eyes helplessly. This guy often came to the store and chanted, saying that he should take the right path, become a superhero's partner, and jointly protect the peace of the city.

To put it bluntly, I just want to have sex for free.

However, Merlin didn't pay too much attention to the fact that the other party helped him solve many troublemakers.

"...There is a newly developed gun that sells for three thousand dollars."

"Gun? I don't need that thing." Matt waved the crutch in his hand.

"If the price of the Batmobile in your garage could be reduced, I would be willing to buy one." To be honest, he has been thinking about the vigilante since he touched it. But the price of tens of millions still prohibits him.

"Don't think about it, even if I give you a 50% discount, you can't afford it." Merlin said simply, but his words soon changed.

"But if you really want to buy it, I can give you a way."

"What kind of connection?"

"Let's wait until I get the invitation card and come back on Saturday. Do you really not need my newly developed gun?" Merlin thought and couldn't explain it for a while, so he changed the subject.

"It's not good for you to titillate people like this."

"It's an electromagnetic pulse launcher that can destroy almost all electronic equipment."

Matt: “…………”

"I need it so much!"

An electromagnetic pulse transmitter, perfect for sneaking in to fight criminals.

…………

"I plan to exhibit this at a technology exhibition after school starts. If a technology company cooperates, pulse bullets should be much cheaper by then." Merlin took out a compact pulse transmitter and handed it to him and said casually.

"It may have to wait until the end of the year for them to produce and sell it." Matt took the electromagnetic pulse transmitter like a signal gun and stroked it carefully.

"These are bullets, six in total, enough for you to use for a week."

Finally, Matt's mouth twitched slightly as he took out a three thousand dollar knife and handed it to Merlin.

Although he opened a firm, he didn't make much money from the cases he received. Three thousand US dollars was still a lot of money for him.

"Welcome next time!" Merlin ignored the other person's reluctant expression and snatched the sword from his hand, waving his hand and smiling.

"You are such a little profiteer. You must keep that Batmobile for me." Matt didn't linger too much. He was going to fight criminals tonight, so he followed Frank to see if he could help.

After Matt left, Merlin finally closed the door of the modification shop and rode his Ducati back home.

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The next day, Queens, Midtown High School.

It's September, and the hot weather is gradually turning sultry, making walking on the streets a little irritating.

However, this has no impact on the students of Zhongcheng High School. They only focus on one thing tonight, and that is the long-prepared college technology exhibition.

Before the holiday, the school also left some homework for the newly promoted graduating class, which was the science and technology exhibition at the beginning of the semester, which was all voluntary.

But even so, many students formed teams and started registration.

Different from the graduation prom, this semester science and technology exhibition is related to whether they can go to a better university. If the science and technology exhibits produced are outstanding, even if the results are not ideal, they may be recommended and specially recruited by some universities.

Therefore, the science and technology exhibition area of ​​the college was particularly lively tonight. Many teams arrived at the exhibition area with their own inventions and research for display.

In the science and technology exhibition area, in addition to teachers, there are also agents from many technology companies. If you are lucky, you may also discover some interesting inventions.

The unbridled imagination of students is always something they lack as adults.

Gwen, who has short blond hair, stood on tiptoes among the crowd in the exhibition area and looked around, as if she was looking for something.

Soon, her eyes lit up and she focused on the boy who was talking to a girl wearing glasses at the booth not far away.

"Merlin!" Gwen waved and shouted in surprise, then quickly passed through the crowd and arrived at the booth.

Today's Merlin's temperament has changed a lot from that in the modification shop. His eyes are moving and he seems to be full of curiosity about everything, giving people a sense of harmlessness.

"Gwen! I thought you were going to the band rehearsal today." Merlin was a little surprised when he saw the person coming.

"I'm just curious about what weird thing you made again, and you dared to bring it to the college science and technology exhibition." Gwen tilted her head, and then curiously approached the booth behind Merlin and saw clearly the exhibits inside through the glass.

"A gun?... Hmm... It looks more like a flare gun." Looking at the somewhat bloated appearance, she guessed.

"This is an electromagnetic pulse transmitter, used for electronic equipment." Merlin, who was next to him, pointed to the instructions posted on the glass. "It's all written on it, so there's no need to guess."

Gwen's eyes moved up, looking at the instructions above, and she grinned in embarrassment.

"All right……"

She raised her head and looked at the girl who had just been talking to Merlin.

"she is?"

"Hannah Musk, we just met." Merlin introduced her.

"Hello, Gwen." Hannah greeted quietly.