Five, Six, Seven in Marvel

"Boss, are you short of a chef?"

Wu Liuqi was fired by Tony. He killed someone and no one would hire a murderer.

Not even Tony Stark.

But they are still friends.

There are also many dirty people in Tony's circle of friends.

Wu Liuqi needs a job now.

According to the Assassin's Code.

A good assassin needs another layer of identity.

"What will you do?" asked the store owner.

"Beef offal, and fried belly."

"No more?"

"Well, no more!"

....

...

Wu Liuqi couldn't find a job.

No one wants a chef who can only cook beef offal and tripe.

Just like no serious boss would hire a murderer.

He set up a stall at the entrance of the *** again.

The students here miss the taste of offal.

It only takes Wu Liuqi 20 seconds to make a serving of beef offal.

Delicious and no need to queue.

"Boss, have some offal!"

Wu Liuqi put down his cell phone. He was reading the task that Sylvie sent him.

Now that he is a chef, he can put other things aside in front of diners.

The beef offal was ready in no time.

The middle-aged man who spoke just now took the offal with anticipation. He seemed to be very tired after working all day.

There's nothing more satisfying than eating a bowl of hot offal after get off work.

Wu Liuqi thought this man looked familiar.

He turned on his phone again.

"Half a million dollars?"

This man is on the mission given to him by Sylvie, and the publisher is the Hydra that can divide cells.

The middle-aged man was eating beef offal with an intoxicated look on his face, and the scissors were spinning on Wu Liuqi's fingertips.

Unexpectedly, this man was worth half a million, and he was considering whether to take the extra money.

"Your offal is good! Can I have another one?"

Wu Liuqi was stunned for a moment.

This guy is nice.

He thought to himself.

"When I was in school, I often came to the stall next to the school gate to buy things, but our neighbor was an old man selling burritos."

The middle-aged man suddenly recalled.

Wu Liuqi thought he would tell a long story.

The man continued: "Actually, I don't like eating burritos. At that time, as long as I bought a burrito, I would get a Captain America card for free, so I ate them every day."

"Captain America?" Wu Liuqi handed him a new piece of offal and asked, "Who is Captain America?"

The middle-aged man looked shocked.

"Brother! You didn't lie to me. There are people in this world who don't know about Captain America!"

"Speaking of which, you are Chinese, so it wouldn't be surprising if you didn't know."

The middle-aged man took out several cards from the inner pocket of his suit.

Some are very new, some are very old, and it seems that this man is still collecting them.

"Let me tell you, I bought this one when I was in elementary school, this chapter was given as a gift when I bought a burrito, and this one, I bought it from a guy at the buffet a few days ago for $200.

of..."

Wu Liuqi looked at the card in the middle-aged man's hand.

Captain America is a guy wearing blue and white tights and holding a shield in his hand. He doesn't look very handsome, he looks a bit like an aerobics instructor.

He didn't know why men liked Captain America.

Seeing him lost in memories, Wu Liuqi felt a little uncomfortable.

If possible, Wu Liuqi would also like to recall something.

But his mind was blank, only the objects he had killed in the past few days.

He murmured: "Why do I have no memory of the past?"

"What kind of person was I before?"

The middle-aged man didn't look good when he saw him.

"Boss? What's wrong with you?!"

Maybe not everyone likes Captain America.

The middle-aged man thought like this.

He put away the card, stood up and said, "Your offal is delicious, I will come here often in the future!"

Wu Liuqi did not kill him.

He is a principled assassin who only kills bad guys.

The uncle just now was quite nice, and he didn't like the cell division organization in the second grade.

Wu Liuqi dialed Sylvie's phone number.

"~~Hmm~~.........Hmm~~~"

"I'm Sylvie. If you have anything to say, please tell me. I'm busy!"

Wu Liuqi thought about it and felt that what Sylvie was doing might not be easy to stop.

He hung up the phone. It's not a good idea to disturb others.

An hour later, Sylvie called him back.

"Ah Qi, is something wrong?"

Wu Liuqi said: "I won't take the mission you sent me. Also, don't give me any Hydra missions in the future. Also! I only kill bad guys."

A man's urging came from Sylvie's side, and they seemed to be going out.

"Well, I understand. From now on, I will only give you orders to kill bad guys, but your ranking will increase very slowly. Is that okay with you?"

"Well, it's okay. Ranking is not important to me."

**There is a ranking of assassins, some are assassins trained by the public, and some are wild assassins that no one cares about.

Wu Liuqi is the latter, he has a high degree of freedom.

Public assassins have received professional training, and they are often stronger than wild assassins who have become monks, but they have little free time and their rankings are not high.

Because they completely follow the instructions from their superiors, they don’t have many opportunities to improve their rankings.

In contrast, most of the top 100 assassins in the assassin rankings are wild assassins who became monks halfway, and the most typical representative among them is the Punisher, who ranks fifth.

Wu Liuqi's ranking is 11159. There's nothing he can do about it. He hasn't killed any big targets and he's only been in the industry for a short time. It's normal that his ranking is not high.

Phil returned to his classic car, holding an uneaten portion of burrito in his hand.

"Boss, I checked, he is very ordinary, not like a bad guy."

A deep male voice sounded in the car communication.

"You keep an eye on him first. That illegal fund of 10,000 yuan went into this man's account."

Phil said: "Boss, this is not our responsibility, right? Shouldn't this kind of case be handed over to the local criminal police?"

The person on the other end of the phone was silent for a while, and a few minutes later, Phil received a video.

This should be a surveillance video of a certain classroom.

Everyone is listening to the class quietly.

At this time, a sudden change occurred.

A tall man's head detached from his body, and blood filled the air.

Phil paused the camera.

This video has been processed and the picture quality is clearer than before.

"These are?! Scissors?"

"Wait! Bullshit?!"

Phil had just stuffed half a piece of beef liver into his mouth, but he was too generous to spit it out like Tony did.

This method is obviously not something that an ordinary person can do.

"Psychic control? Or something else?"

"Boss, these two scissors seem to be one pair. Damn it! I thought he was a good person!"

The person on the phone said: "Don't blame yourself yet, there is not enough evidence for this matter.

Regardless of whether it's him or not, please observe for a while. We are trying to figure out how to investigate the **. There are many powerful hackers in that place. We may be counterattacked. If something unexpected happens, we can only rely on you."

"I just found out that he also has contacts with Tony Stark. It just so happens that you should keep an eye on these two people."