Marvel’s Big Villain

As the night darkened, there were more and more men and women on the dance floor.

Jason lay relaxed on the chair, his face was ruddy, and his eyes were blurred.

The scotch on the table has bottomed out.

In the private room of the club, Franklin walked out with the help of two tall girls, with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Hey, boss! It's getting late, I'll take you back."

Jason stood up slowly, looked at him and smiled, "You soft-legged shrimp, are you sure you can drive?"

Franklin's expression was very proud: "I have no other skills, but I really have never convinced anyone when it comes to driving."

Leave the club and head to a nearby parking lot.

Franklin's car is a white Dodge Challenger, which is said to be a second-hand car bought after saving money for several years.

After getting into the car, Franklin asked, "Boss, where do I want to take you?"

Jason reported an address, and Franklin asked in surprise, "There are warehouses there, boss, you live in this kind of place."

"I am now wanted by black and white, and I can only live in a safe house."

"Shit!" Franklin said, "If you don't dislike it, come live with me."

"You live alone?"

Franklin shook his head: "My parents died when I was very young, and my custody was given to my aunt Dennis, and I lived in her home."

It turned out to be under the hedge of others.

"Forget it, I'll live in the warehouse."

Franklin shook his head vigorously: "Don't worry, my aunt is very greedy for money, just give her a little money."

Franklin's home is very close to the club, only about five minutes' drive away.

This is a two-story detached building with a small garden and a garage.

Although it was far from Wesley's mansion, it was considered a very good house in a slum where the streets were full of homeless people.

After driving the car into the garage, Franklin took out the key and opened the door.

The 10-square-meter hut on the left side of the entrance is his room.

Jason was a little emotional. It seemed that his aunt was quite mean.

A black aunt came down from the second floor: "Hey! Boy who eats rice, you still know how to come back."

As she said that, she looked up at Jason: "Who is this? I should have told you not to bring your cronies back."

Dennis' address made Franklin a little angry, but Jason patted him on the shoulder, walked up to Dennis and took out a stack of bills, about three to four thousand dollars.

"Beautiful lady, I am a friend of Franklin, and I may be disturbed for a while recently. This is the rent."

After receiving the dollar bills, Dennis was as happy as Franklin said: "I didn't expect this brat to have such a wealthy friend as you. There is an empty room next door. Let Franklin help you clean it out."

After speaking, Dennis twisted his huge buttocks, and happily went upstairs.

Franklin complained softly: "Boss, you give too much."

Jason stared at his butt, and said indifferently: "A little money can save a lot of unnecessary quarrels, so why not do it."

Franklin curled his lips, beg to agree.

Three thousand dollars, how much 'work' he has to do to earn it back.

While Franklin was tidying up the room, Jason went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Lying on the hard wooden bed in the bedroom, Jason felt relaxed for a long time, and soon fell asleep under the blessing of alcohol.

The next morning, after Jason woke up, he habitually turned on the system light curtain.

【Ding! The villain's accomplice 'Franklin Clinton' has been successfully recruited. 】

[Party: Franklin Clinton]

[Ability: Stealing Proficiency (Level 4), Driving Proficiency (Level 6)]

【Mall: Click here】

Note 1: In the mall, you can enjoy a 50% discount on purchasing power for the party, regardless of personal attributes.

Note 2: The villains recruited through the system have absolute loyalty.

What?

50% off in the mall, regardless of personal attributes.

Jason was a little confused, who the hell is the protagonist.

But the system's second comment made him very satisfied.

After Paul's incident, Jason became suspicious and didn't even trust anyone.

In his opinion, the so-called loyalty is just that there is not enough price tag.

Franklin is loyal to him now, and there is no guarantee that he will not have another heart in the future.

The system's comments completely dispelled Jason's doubts.

If his subordinates cannot guarantee absolute loyalty, Jason will not buy any skills for his subordinates, even if they are discounted at 100% or free of charge.

The stronger the ability, the harder it is to control.

…………

Pushing open the door, a burst of meat smelled.

Jason followed the smell into the kitchen, where Franklin was making breakfast in his apron.

That meaty smell is the smell of frying bacon.

"Boss, wait a moment, breakfast will be ready soon."

Jason nodded, pulled out a chair and sat down: "Where's your aunt?"

Franklin said disdainfully: "I went shopping with her shitty friend. I guess it will take a few days for those thousands of dollars to be spent."

When Franklin mentioned money, Jason thought of the $1 million needed for [Gun Mastery 6].

Jason rested his head in his hands and thought, he had to find a way to make money.

"Franklin, what do you usually do to make money?"

"Uh... vehicle recovery work."

"what?"

He explained: "Many people take out loans to buy cars at the dealership, but they can't repay the loan. My job is to drive these default vehicles back."

"It doesn't sound like much money, does it?"

"Stealing cars, driving illegal cars, driving garbage trucks, driving wreckers... I have basically done any work related to cars."

His driving proficiency level 6 is no joke.

"Stealing a car..."

It suddenly occurred to Jason that Jin Bing also had a gang that specializes in cars—the speeding gang.

They wear punk functional jackets, ride exaggerated motorcycles, rely on the mobility of motorcycles to transport high grass, and also steal cars part-time.

Franklin put the breakfast on the table, but Jason stood up and said, "Eat first, I want to make a call."

Back in the bedroom, Jason dialed Wesley's number.

"Hey!"

Wesley's rare growl: "Hey what!"

"Thanks to you, the underground gangs in New York are out of control now."

Jason picked his ears: "What's wrong?"

Wesley said: "You killed the Russian Mafia, and now all the gangsters are in danger. They are afraid that you will come to make trouble, and they are afraid that you will be caught by the police and they will be involved."

Jason sneered, "They are right to be worried."

Wesley said: "Really? Then let me tell you, all the gangs in New York have united and offered a total reward of 15 million US dollars for your head. Many international killers have begun to be interested in you."

Jason: "..."

Wesley's tone eased slightly: "Jason, don't struggle anymore, just give up. It is impossible for you to survive if you are wanted in black and white at the same time."

Jason bowed his head in silence for a long time, and fighting spirit gradually ignited in his eyes.

"Then let them come!"