Super God Login: Start With Marvel

[In a certain community in Brooklyn, the customer of the Philly bar mysteriously disappeared, the investigation clarified the cause, 200,000 yuan, and the settlement of the incident, 500,000 yuan]

Seeing this, the weasel's pupils trembled slightly.

He knew about this mission. Several mercenaries in the bar never came back after receiving this mission!

Looking at Zou Jin, Weasel persuaded helplessly:

"Believe me, Meilijian is a nation of immigrants."

"You can never imagine what kind of goods come in with the immigrants."

"You know buddy, I don't want Wade to end up grabbing my collar and asking me for your shriveled corpse without a drop of blood on it!"

He raised his eyebrows slightly.

It seemed that the weasel must know something.

But seeing the secretive look on his face, Zou Jin also knew that he would not want to ask anything.

"Isn't it a vampire? You say it so mysteriously. If you don't know it, you might think it's some kind of mysterious association secretly hooking up with aliens to throw a party."

The weasel looked astonished:

"Know that you still accept this kind of mission?!"

"Do you think there is no such thing as a vampire in Mao Donghuang?"

"So you know how to hunt them?"

"Emmm... that's not it, it's just that I simply want to help the people of Meilijian and pursue a harmonious and happy social atmosphere."

Weasel looked confused, would you like to hear what you said?

If you can pay the milk money before you say this, I will believe everything you say!

...

Leave Sister Margaret's Bar.

Hanging out like a loafer in the alleyways of a Brooklyn neighborhood.

Two or three black cards rolled back and forth at the fingertips, in fact, except for investigating the vampire incident.

Based on the principle of going along the way, he also received two black card-level missions, one was a killing order against Russian gangsters, with a reward of 1,000 knives per head.

The other is for the Hand, the employer's requirement is to kill as many ninjas as possible. If a few fingers can be killed in the process, the employer will pay more.

Definitely, the premise is that the drug workshop under the Hand must be perfectly preserved.

It can be seen from this.

In New York, an international metropolis, under the appearance of feasting and feasting, there are many dark intrigues hidden.

After Zou Jin received these tasks, the security deposit was replaced by Zou Jin's gold in cash.

Out of concern for his friend's wallet, Zou Jin gave a piece of advice to Weasel, asking him to dispose of the gold as soon as possible, and it is best to replace it with a green magnesium knife.

Thinking of Zou Jin's operation of dispersing the creation...

Weasel's complexion was a little dark, but facing a gold bar that looked like gold, and the test result was pure gold, weasel was not willing to refuse after all...

Facts stated.

As long as it can make a profit, no one will take care of the tragic fate of the Panxia...

Definitely of course.

When Zou Jin left, Weasel also gave basic information about the mission.

For example: Where is the frequent haunt of a certain mission target...

Unfortunately.

The Russian gangsters and the Hand are a little far from Margaret's Bar.

Zou Jin, who is not familiar with the place of birth and has no identity certificate, seems to have no other choice but to find a black taxi from an Indian brother.

"Hey! Look what I saw? An asian guy?"

"Hey! He looks like Bruce Chen...but I'm more interested in his perky ass!"

Before walking out of the alley, two very unfriendly voices stopped Zou Jin.

His complexion was a bit dark, and Zou Jin couldn't imagine how his face, which looked better than Pan An, was related to that big-nosed Chen.

Two little blacks with devilish steps looked at themselves with mocking faces, one of them stretched out his hand to Zou Jin, while the other grinned and threatened:

"Little boy, take out your phone, watch and wallet..."

The voice did not fall.

The dark-faced Zou Jin raised his foot abruptly and kicked the crotch of the rude little black.

"Oh oh……"

The inexplicable murmurs in his mouth, the extremely protruding eyeballs, and the highly swollen blood vessels in his neck are all enough to show how much pain Xiao Hei has endured in front of him.

If this is not enough to explain.

Paired with this Yan Yi, which can't be performed in Hollywood, the desperately clamped legs, kneeling on the ground in a splayed posture, and looking like a suffocating zombie, it can explain the problem.

Another little black with dreadlocks was completely stunned when he witnessed this scene.

The outstretched hand was frozen in mid-air...

If there is no auditory hallucination, it seems that there was a clear sound of egg breaking just now from the crotch of my companion!

It is not once or twice that they engage in such a sideline business. They have seen resistance, but it is the first time that such a straightforward one has been encountered.

Sensing the bad wind coming from his crotch, Dreadlocked Xiao Hei was frightened out of his wits on the spot, and quickly stretched out his hand to block the vital point...

Unfortunately.

With the power of someone's rage, he easily kicked open the empty door of Dreadlock Xiaohei.

The steel-clad tactical boots that are standard under Francis have hit the nail on the head again...

Another work of art covering the crotch with both hands, protruding eyeballs, clamping the legs in a figure-horoscope posture, and kneeling on the ground, was easily created by Zou Jin.

Watching the two little black foreheads touch the ground, squirming stiffly and wildly, Zou Jin straightened the folds of the hem of the long windbreaker twice...

Only then did he squat down, dealing with his spoils like looking through his own closet.

as I thought.

Two pistols were found, along with four ladies' purses, a luxury watch and a gold bracelet.

"As expected of a strong man, with a breath of freedom, so strong that even the explosion rate of equipment is directly full! By the way, is doing a side job in Niu Yue so rich?"

Zou Jin, who counted the trophies, expressed doubts about life.

But this does not prevent him from wearing these good things for himself happily.

The magnesium knife in the lady's wallet is stuffed into the windbreaker pocket, so the wallet is unnecessary, and it doesn't seem like a thing to use.

Luxury watches, gold bracelets.

As a standard equipment for successful people, and the setting of Xiaohei's attraction device, Zou Jin couldn't abandon it like a shoe, and immediately manifested a dark golden black hole.

Throwing two luxury items into it, Zou Jin officially put it on after the fingerprints, bacteria, and dirt attached to it were cleaned by the imaginary space.

must admit.

Zou Jin's actions somewhat looked down upon the power of the Herrscher of Reason.

But at any rate, it was his first time playing in the wild, and it can be regarded as a gift of freedom and strength, so Zou Jin had no choice but to collect it reluctantly...

As for the two little blacks...

Zou Jin picked up the pistol that had just materialized in his hand, and [snap] two bullets, which ended their pain readily.

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