Chapter 244 What should I do if sometimes I don’t have time to stick my head out the window and vomi

Chapter 244 What should I do if sometimes I don’t have time to stick my head out the window and vomi

New York, outer suburbs.

Inside an abandoned factory.

Two figures faced each other.

One of them is a little lolita in pink clothes, and the other is a weird guy in a brown coat and glasses. He is holding a Beretta in his hand and tapping his thigh gently.

"Dad, I'm a little scared!"

"Come, Mindy, you have to be brave. There is nothing to be afraid of."

The strange man's name is Damon McCready. He used to be a policeman. He is familiar with using various guns, as well as investigation, tracking, and anti-tracking techniques. And the little lolita in pink clothes is his daughter. Ming Dee McCready.

"Will it hurt?"

Mindy looked at the Beretta in Damon's hand and her throat moved slightly.

"My child, it will only hurt a little. The speed of a pistol bullet is 300 meters per second. At such a close distance, the bullet will definitely knock you down, but it won't hurt very much. It's like being punched in the chest. It's nothing." Big deal.”

Damon stared at his thin hair flying in the wind and whispered comfort to Mindy.

After finishing speaking, Damon began to load the magazine into his Beretta pistol and turned on the safety.

Mindy's little face wrinkled up bitterly: "I don't want to be punched in the chest..."

"You're going to be okay, Mindy!"

Damon smiled slightly, raised his pistol, and didn't even take time to aim, just blindly fired at Mindy.

"Bang——!"

Gunshots rang out, and at the same time, the little Loli standing in the distance fell back like a kite, and a ball of fluff burst out of her pink clothes, flying in the air.

"Ahem!"

Mindy took a few seconds to react before she coughed. She reached out and tore open the outer pink clothes, revealing the body armor underneath with a bullet embedded in it.

"How's it going? Isn't it fun? Now you know what it feels like to be shot by a bullet, right? Then when someone takes it out to aim at you, you won't feel scared easily."

Damon walked over and said with a smile.

He didn't realize that his smile already looked a little weird to normal people.

Perhaps after Damon was falsely accused and imprisoned, and his wife died in childbirth, he was greatly stimulated and became mentally ill.

Originally he was the most outstanding police officer in the New York police force, but he was framed just because he punched the drug lord Frank D'Amico. The terrible thing is that except for a few close friends in the police force, no one believed him. He was willing to prove his innocence, so he went to jail. At that time, Damon understood that there must be Frank D'Amico's protective umbrella in the New York police circles.

After he was imprisoned, he lost his salary and personal safety, and his wife, a stay-at-home mother, was still pregnant. She even had to face surveillance and harassment arranged by Frank D'Amico. As a result, his wife became depressed and took medication. Suicide, but fortunately, the child survived.

After being released from prison, Damon swore that he must avenge his wife, and all those who were involved in his wife's death must die.

In order to prevent his daughter from being threatened by drug lords and protective umbrellas after he went on a killing spree, Damon began to personally train his daughter. It took him several years to turn a cute little loli into a A killer who is proficient in using guns and samurai swords, so that when someone wants to take revenge on his daughter in the future, she will have the ability to resist and run away.

Well, although it is a bit perverted to train his seven or eight-year-old daughter to be a killer and let her kill people, even drug lords and gangsters, but in Damon's case, the logic is still self-consistent. He really wants to be on his own. If he goes to kill the drug lord and his protective umbrella, then after he is done, his daughter will probably not be able to survive. Do you really think that the drug lord's relationship network is vegetarian? That is a very large interest group!

Extraordinary people can only do extraordinary things.

In today's society...having a certain skill is the foundation of survival!

"I wouldn't have been afraid!"

Mindy muttered.

Having gained a lot of knowledge with Damon, Mindy is no longer an ordinary child. She can also kill people without blinking an eye.

"This is my good daughter!"

Damon smiled and stretched out his hand to pick up Mindy:

"Two more shots and we're home."

"You're still coming?" Mindy's eyes widened, her face slumped, and she made a condition: "Only if you can take me bowling on the way home!"

"bowling?"

"Yes, and I also want an ice cream."

"OK!"

Damon shrugged.

These are all small things. He wants his daughter to perfectly copy all his skills, so that even if something happens to him in the future, his daughter will be fully capable of surviving in this world on her own. This is the most important thing. .

Damon felt that the time was not far away, and maybe he could already start to attack that bastard Frank D'Amico.

…

dusk.

Overwatch League Tower.

Eddie was typing furiously at the computer.

His face was fierce, and his fingers were tapping the keyboard like a wild bee flying.

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Eddie really didn't expect that he would have to face KPI torture after joining the Watchmen League from his original company.

The suffering of life made Eddie just want to cry.

Why am I being bullied like this?

Just because I have no money and no power.

I'm incompetent, I'm a fucking useless person.

Black Superman, you are amazing, everyone loves you.

The Overwatch League is such a useless place.

I just want to chase the highest step by step, step by step.

I want to be the leader of the Watchmen League!

I don't want anyone to bully me anymore.

I can't stand it anymore, I don't want others to bully me.

I want to be the leader!

I want to be the leader of the highest Watchmen Alliance, the leader of one person who is inferior to ten thousand people!

"Eddie, this is the duty list. Tonight, you and Frank will go on patrol in Hell's Kitchen."

"Okay, eldest sister!"

Eddie immediately showed a flattering smile:

"I'll make sure to do it beautifully for you. As long as I'm here, those bad guys in Hell's Kitchen won't even think about it tonight."

"Yes! There is also a night shift subsidy for inspections. Although it is a bit hard, the income is definitely worthy of your efforts!"

Apshar nodded, turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly she stopped again, looked at Eddie, and asked doubtfully:

"Are you used to showing a ferocious expression when working on the computer?"

"Yes." Eddie said without changing his face: "That's a habit I developed when I was forced to learn piano by my parents since I was a child. This way I will be more efficient, but if you don't like it, eldest sister, , I will change it immediately.”

"That's no need." Apshar waved his hand and said, "As long as you don't do bad things, there aren't that many taboos in the Watch League. You can do whatever you want."

…

New York, the city's prosperity and complexity, is like a vivid picture.

It has world-class luxury hotels, countless museums, and business centers with global influence.

The upper class enjoy unparalleled comfort and luxury here. They live in luxury houses and are illuminated by the endless light reflected from the glass curtain walls of high-rise buildings.

In luxurious restaurants, upper-class people taste delicious food on exquisite silverware, with decent smiles on their faces, and exchange anecdotes with each other. Their lives are illuminated by countless lights, and those lights represent power and wealth.

However, behind the feasting and feasting, the lives of the people at the bottom are completely different.

In Hell's Kitchen, there is a group of the poorest people in New York. Many of them are unable to enjoy basic living security due to low income. They are crowded in shabby apartments and struggle to live like cockroaches every day.

And because it is a low-income community, the taxes here cannot afford the salary of the police. As a result, the number of police here is very low. They are basically just making up the numbers. So there are scantily clad street girls and hooded women selling washing powder on the street. There are endless gangsters.

A man wearing green clothes, carrying a baton on his back, walked in this paradise of violence and crime - Hell's Kitchen.

He took out a piece of paper, compared it, and came to a gang stronghold.

"Which one of you is Russo?"

The man in green came to an old apartment and opened the door. What entered his nose was the pungent smell of strong washing powder and heather. If it weren't for the special smell of washing powder, the man in green would have been a little doubtful that he had returned. Inside your own room.

Inside the house, there were several strong black men with dreadlocks, some were flying leaves, some were playing video games, and there was also a street girl wearing red revealing clothes.

Hearing the man in green's question, the street girl turned around, chewed gum, looked at the man in green, and said teasingly:

"I'm Russo! Didn't you see from my huge bust?"

The man in green's eyes sunk deeply for a moment.

"No!" He quickly shook his head to wake himself up: "I came here to tell Mr. Russo something about Katie! Listen, she was a little crazy in the past and made some bad friends, but this That’s not why you forced her to sell mugwort to the campus! It’s all over! As long as you don’t hurt her, we’ll be fine.”

"What!?" The strong black man with dreadlocks and playing games stood up and looked at the man in green with a serious look: "Boy, who are you?"

If it were normal times, he would have had this kid's legs broken and thrown out, but now the superhero who appeared out of nowhere in New York gave him a steady hand, just in case this guy also had super powers and learned from Black Superman, How about Spider-Woman, Iron Man, and Blue Devil, who come out to do justice?

"I am the righteous King Kick-Ass!" The man in green said proudly: "You can search online! I repeat, don't harass Katie anymore!"

Russo looked at the younger brother next to him.

The boy next to him put down his mobile phone, put on his finger tiger with a smile, and slowly walked towards Kick-Ass: "What if we don't?"

Russo understood immediately.

This guy is not a superpower at all. He is just an imitator who imitated superheroes and came out to do heroic things after the superhero trend became popular in New York. There are many such idiots in New York now, and their lives are useless. , has no skills at all, but thinks that by becoming a superhero, he can stand up and become a hero that attracts everyone's attention... Haha!

I still got less beatings.

King Kick-Ass looked at the gangsters gathered around him and felt a little nervous, but he still said the cruelest words in the most cowardly tone:

"Then, I'll come next time and break your legs!"

In life, Dave has always been a young man who doesn't know "Shakespeare" just like Sam. In his failed life, he can't find the slightest bright spot, but when he sees the light of superheroes, he thinks that he too You can try to be a superhero to change your failed life trajectory. So, during your first heroic act, you were stabbed severely by two gangsters and sent to the hospital. After a major operation, Having lost his sense of pain, he did not feel that he was incompetent. Instead, because he had lost his sense of pain, he was no longer afraid of pain when he was beaten. He felt that this was an opportunity given by God, and he should become a superhero.

He was lucky. He had a fight with two gangsters on the street and beat them away. Since then, his courage has greatly increased, and now he dares to take the initiative. This is to help Kai, a female classmate who was intimidated by the gang. Ti, came to negotiate with the gang leader Russo.

"No need to wait until next time."

Russo also put on his finger tiger and strode towards Kick-Ass with cold eyes.

But Kick-Ass suddenly took out his Taser and fired it at Russo's head, shocking Russo.

Rage value +100, Rage value +100, Rage value +100...

The next second.

Kick-Ass was grabbed by Russo's younger brother's hands and pushed to the ground.

Russo got up, with a ferocious look on his face: "Hold that kid down, where is my baseball bat? Who can help me take out my beloved baseball bat? I want this kid to die before he dies. Have a good time!"

"Baseball bat!?"

Kick-Ass's eyes widened, and when he saw Russo smiling evilly and holding a huge baseball bat, approaching him, he immediately shouted out:

"No, no, no! It can't be like this! We should have a samurai duel! Fuck! You don't have the glory of a samurai at all!"

"Don't worry!" Russo gritted his teeth and said, "Your kid is lucky this time. I can guarantee that with my help this time, your kid won't have to worry about constipation in the future!"

"no! no! no!"

King Kick-Ass yelled. He didn't expect that this time the gang had no martial ethics at all. Shouldn't everyone fight with fists and kicks? Why use something as brutal as a baseball bat?

"hey-hey!"

"Pfft!"

Just when Russo was smiling, a samurai sword cut off Russo's right hand holding the baseball bat.

"ah--!!!!!"

Russo watched in horror as his right hand was severed and blood spurted out like a fountain. He screamed instinctively.

After Russo fell, a little lolita with purple hair and black leather clothes appeared holding a samurai sword.

The gangsters in the room were shocked for a moment, came to their senses, and immediately picked up their weapons and attacked the little Lolita.

The guy in green clothes is a funny character, but this little loli is anything but simple. Perhaps he is the kind of person with super powers who should not be underestimated.

And now that this little loli has come to the door and cut off their boss's arm with a knife, there is no doubt that this matter cannot be resolved. Even if they don't resist, they won't be able to let them go.

A strong black man rushed up with a butterfly knife.

"Wow, you are so brave. You dare to charge at my katana with such a butterfly knife? Don't you know how to find a longer weapon? If I can defeat you like this, I will have no achievements. Feeling it!"

The little Loli shrugged, lowered her body, and instantly cut off the strong black man's legs with her sharp samurai sword, and then swiped a knife on his neck.

The head fell off.

Mindy came here to ask for information from Russo, the leader of Frank D'Amico's men, so except for Russo, who cannot die for the time being, it doesn't matter to the rest of the gangsters. It's better to kill them conveniently to prevent them from causing trouble again. other people.

There was a gangster who was very persuasive. Hearing Mindy's words, he looked around, picked up the long stick holder of the lamp next to him, and swung it towards Mindy like a stick.

Mindy cut the lamp in half with a knife, and the blade penetrated the gangster's eyebrow. She said helplessly:

"Don't you see that my samurai sword is very sharp? It was made through special channels! Are you going to fight me with a wooden stick? Can't you just find an iron stick?"

Just like that, the four gangsters and a street girl in the room were chopped into pieces by Mindy like melons and vegetables.

"Hey man, your taser looks like a gay thing!"

Mindy looked at Kick-Ass and smiled.

While Mindy was talking to Kick-Ass, a fat man sneaked behind Mindy and wanted to attack her...

"Bang!"

Damon shot a sniper bullet through the fat man's forehead.

Let Damon teach Mindy a lesson and never be careless about sneak attacks from behind.

Next, Damon also came to the building, turned up the sound in the apartment to the maximum, and then dragged the screaming Russo into a room, preparing to press for information about Frank D'Amico.

However, at this moment, a large number of SUVs came around Russo's apartment. A large number of gangsters wearing black clothes and holding shotguns and rifles got out of the cars and surrounded Russo's apartment. .

soon.

Walking on the top of the Hell's Kitchen building, Eddie, who was patrolling, suddenly stopped, pointed in one direction and asked:

"Custer, there seems to be intensive gunfire in that direction, did you hear it?"

…

dusk.

Bai Ye drove the car to the gate of Zhongcheng High School.

Leaning against the car, smoking.

Soon after, Harry, Parker and others walked out together.

"Ha, brother, are you here to pick me up?" Harry walked over with a smile: "You are too polite. If you need me for anything, just give me a call and I will go home by myself."

"You're thinking too much!" Bai Ye rolled his eyes and said, "I came to pick up Parker on the way."

"ah?"

Parker pointed at himself blankly.

"Well, that's right." Bai Ye nodded and said, "The main reason is that I was discussing some work matters with Aunt Mei recently. She invited me to have dinner at Parker's house in the evening, so I stopped by and took Parker back with me."

"Work-related matters?" Harry asked doubtfully, "Isn't Aunt May working at a charity foundation? What work-related matters can I discuss with you?"

"There's something wrong with the charitable foundation she works for!"

Bai Ye said calmly.

The charitable foundation that Aunt May works for is owned by Kingpin. Of course, Kingpin's apparent identity is Wilson Fisk, a New York billionaire and philanthropist.

Bai Ye definitely didn't want Aunt Mei to work for Kingpin anymore, so it was better to keep her by her side.

"Recently, my Galaxy Group has also established a charity foundation. I haven't found the right person to take charge of it yet. I think Aunt Mei can jump to my company to help me, but Aunt Mei is still a little hesitant, so I Aren't you trying to persuade her?"

"So that's it!" Harry smiled: "I also think it would be better for Aunt May to work in one of our own companies! The charity foundations out there are so messy now, and many of them are defrauding others of their donations. It's for personal use, and the corruption is serious. If Aunt Mei is not careful, she will unintentionally become an accomplice of those disasters, and for someone as rich as you, brother, you must be too lazy to make such a small profit."

"Yes, I think so too." Bai Ye glanced at Harry sideways and said, "But I have a question I wanted to ask you before. Didn't I paint your armor in red? Why did you change it to red? Is it green?"

Look green at night...

All in all, it doesn't feel very friendly.

So he also helped Harry change it, hoping that he would no longer have to glow green all over his body.

Unexpectedly, this kid actually changed the armor's painting back on his own. Oh my goodness, the world has come to an end again.

"Because red is too sexy..."

Harry whispered, he felt that he could not only control the boring red like Tony, but he still preferred the green paint.

In this way, Harry still got the nickname "Little Green Goblin" that belongs to him - Norman Osborn also has his own armor. Although it is not commonly used, it is sometimes used for traveling and preventing assassinations. , and gradually the outside world became aware of Norman Osborn's green armor. Norman Osborn was nicknamed the "Green Goblin", and then Harry naturally became the "Little Green Goblin". They The two of them used almost the same paint scheme, and it was obvious at first glance that they were a family, a father-son bureau, but Bai Ye's Blue Devil armor looked out of place. The main reason is that Bai Ye would rather die than dye himself green, which is a bad sign.

"You guy... forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to you. If you like green, just use it yourself." Bai Ye glanced at Kenmu who was not far away and shook his head.

"Parker, get in the car and I'll take you home."

he said to Parker.

"Oh, okay!"

Parker said hello to Harry, Ken and Jessica, and got into Bai Ye's car.

Bai Ye held the steering wheel with one hand, and with a cigarette between his index and middle fingers, he started speeding on the road, driving the car at the speed of a small-displacement airplane.

"Slow down...slow down...Brother Bai Ye...it's too fast..."

The car sped all the way from Zhongcheng High School to Aunt Mei's house.

Well, I haven't seen her for a while, and Bai Ye misses Aunt Mei so much.

Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night again!

"Brother Baiye, you're driving too fast!" Parker got out of the car, top-heavy, and holding on to a big tree next to him in shock, he complained: "What if I sometimes don't have time to stick my head out the window and vomit in the car?" manage?"

"Huh?" Bai Ye raised his eyebrows: "Parker, are you hinting at me? It's Jessica, right? She didn't have time to stick her head out the window and vomited in the car... Then just let her take medicine!" "

Parker: "..."

Sometimes living in the same world as Bai Ye, Parker feels quite helpless.