Zhu Bajie turns over Marvel

Jerry made an appointment with Sam Wilson to meet in a small bar. There was no one in the bar during the day. The owner lay listlessly on the bar and snored. Next to him, an orange cat lay dormant day and night like its owner.

Although the bill was passed, and Sam Wilson is also from the American team, he has no superpowers, and his staff is not in SHIELD, so his actions are free, and he can also use his identity to collect information for the American team and others.

Information and purchase of food and other materials.

Before Jerry arrived, Sam pushed the boss. The boss looked up in confusion and saw nothing, but it was clear that something had pushed him just now. Maybe it was a cat or something else.

The boss used his arm as a pillow and climbed up to sleep.

Sam felt that he had been greatly insulted. Discrimination is not terrible. What is terrible is that people do not discriminate against you, but they just can't see you. "fxxk, Diaz, pour me a glass of depth charge."

The unique black voice and bad breath made the bar owner feel like he had fallen into a pit. He was so frightened that he leaned back and fell to the ground.

"Hahaha, damn Diaz, every time I see your ugly face, I wonder why you gave birth to such a beautiful daughter." Sam took the opportunity to tease the boss, "Pour me a glass of depth charges."

The boss rubbed his butt that was sore from the fall, swayed and said, "Drink depth charges in broad daylight. There are no corpses on the roadside for you to pick up."

"Why don't you call your daughter out, 300 yuan." Sam took advantage of Jerry's invitation to let him out. He had been holding back in that stronghold for a long time. Although there was a woman, she was very conservative. Of course, it was mainly Sam.

Can't beat her.

The boss mixed the three colors of wine together, then took out the key from his pocket, opened a drawer under the bar, and took out a jar with Chinese characters written on it.

The handwriting is blurry, but you can vaguely see it's "tiger bone wine." The boss holds the wine jar in both hands, and it's as precious as a family heirloom.

Putting the wine jar gently on the bar, the boss took out a syringe from the drawer.

"Diaz, you are such a stingy guy. You use a syringe to measure out two milliliters every time. What's that enough for? I'll pay double the price this time, and you put five milliliters for me." Sam saw the bar owner adjusting like this.

If you drink wine and your anger doesn't go anywhere, who will be miserable?

However, if it works, it is quite effective. Every time Sam drinks tiger bone wine, he feels that all the strength in his body is concentrated, and the second brother becomes the eldest brother.

"At double the price, I can only give you four milliliters. This thing has disappeared and you can't buy it for any money." The boss carefully opened the lid of the wine jar, inserted the needle, and slowly drew it to the mark 4.

The boss used a syringe to inject the tiger bone wine into the prepared depth charge, and then quickly put the needle in his mouth to ensure not a drop was wasted.

Sam glanced at Diaz with disdain, "400, call your daughter out."

Sam is going to drink double the amount of tiger bone wine today, so he has to think of a way out for himself in advance.

"She just made a boyfriend, she said his name is Azu, he can shoot spider silk. She said he is going to study it, so he can't make any money from you." Diaz hid the treasure by himself without looking at Sam.

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"fxxk Azu." Sam picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp. He could only go to the alley outside to find a few 50-dollar drinks.

400 yuan, 50 yuan, it seems that 50 yuan is still a good deal, at least the quantity is large, and for such a large purchase, the chicken heads are discounted, and you can take out a dozen. Thinking of this, Sam thinks 50 yuan is still appropriate.

"What the hell, Jerry isn't here yet?" As soon as Sam finished speaking, his head fell directly on his own glass of wine.

As a veteran and working for the US team, Sam was still wary. He did some research before entering and found that there was nothing unusual about the bar.

There is only one sleeping owner in the bar, which is usually the case at this time.

What I didn't expect was that Diaz was a peripheral member of the Kingpin Group.

Bang bang bang.

"Diaz, great job, you are the bar owner with the best acting skills I have ever seen." Zola clapped and walked in from the back door of the bar.

"Mr. Zola, I competed with Pierce Brosnan for the role of 007, but I didn't agree to the producer's unreasonable request, and Pierce climbed on the red sofa." Diaz didn't even look up, seriously.

Wipe the wine glass you just used.

"The details of your movements, your expression, are impeccable, your elegance when mixing drinks, your stinginess when injecting with a needle, especially when you looked up blankly and then continued to sleep. I really want to award you an Oscar." Zola was still thinking about the surveillance.

The scene seen on the device.

If she hadn't known that Diaz was acting, Zola would have definitely been fooled like Sam. The boss is hiding a dragon.

Zola also wanted to discuss acting skills with Diaz, but several of his men had already carried Sam out of the back door, so Zola had no choice but to leave. Her third favorite hobby in life was watching movies, and she thought she knew movies, so she couldn't talk to him.

It's a pity that this kind of performance master has to discuss it. After finishing the things assigned by the boss, I must have a drink with Diaz.

"Diaz, the boss said you will be rewarded for your merits. I will send you 50,000 yuan later, and we can have a drink together." Zola waved and left.

Diaz remained calm, still wiping the wine glass.

When the sound of the back door closing was heard, Diaz was momentarily powerless. The cup fell to the ground and shattered, and the towel hung limply on his hand.

He fell down on the stool and gasped for breath. What he just faced was not a camera or a director, but a veteran who had killed someone and had beaten someone to death because of jealousy. He was three meters away from the bar.

Bullshit 007, he just worked as a stunt double for Pierce Brosnan.

But Boss Jinpin gave me much more than being a stand-in, fifty thousand.

The text message rang, and Diaz hurriedly took out his phone, not at all as calm and calm as before.

"One, two, three, four, no problem, four zeros, the number in front is also correct." Diaz confirmed it twice more. Then he picked up a bottle of beer and blew in half the bottle in one breath. If Kingpin's boss was here,

, he must spin one for his boss.

"Grandpa Pig bless Boss Jinbin."

Diaz is a believer in Bajie.

Not only was he a believer himself, but he also allowed his wife and daughter to believe in the religion. The daughter sneered and laughed at Diaz for being deceived by an unknown god.

Diaz doesn't think so either, young people? They believe more in singers and movie stars, or a certain sports star.

However, recently my daughter suddenly said that she started to believe and was more pious than herself. During the conversation, she learned that it was because she had a religious boyfriend named Azu.

In fact, Diaz preferred his daughter's previous boyfriend. The tall and strong Tom gave Diaz a more mature feeling.

He really couldn't figure out why his daughter chose the short Azu.

Diaz drank the remaining half of the bottle of beer, then got up and went out.

Stop doing business and find a pole dancing club to have fun.

I have 50,000 yuan in my account, and I'm still running a basic business. This money is enough for me to waste for a week, and it's enough to pay my ex-wife's alimony for a long time.

Diaz walked to the door and suddenly remembered something. He turned around and took out the tiger bone wine again. He opened the lid and lay on the wine jar and took three sips. It was so tempting.

Diaz swallowed, put the wine jar away, and just one sniff was enough to fight for two hours.