I, the native, do as I please

Chapter 34 Get to know each other

In the not-so-bright room, the smell of cigarettes and alcohol was everywhere, and freelance writer Dodge Wesson walked out of the bedroom with his mobile phone.

"Listen, Mr. Henry, I'm definitely qualified for the travel column of your paper."

"I've been to a lot of places, I have a lot of experience, and I have quite a few fans."

"No, what happened that day was just an accident."

"I'm definitely not a sociopath."

"No no no, I'm not an anti-hero either"

Beep beep.
The phone hangs up.

With a roar, Dodge Wesson picked up the phone and wanted to drop it to the ground, but he restrained his impulse and finally threw it into the sofa.

He covered his face and sat down on the sofa wearily.

Since the hype failed that day and was backlashed, Dodger's career has almost come to an end.

The newspapers and magazines that originally cooperated with him are afraid to use his articles for fear of being targeted by Water Company.

The live broadcast business also fell to a freezing point due to the loss of a large number of fans.

He stared blankly at the ceiling, then heard a knock on the door, and the landlord's voice sounded outside.

"Dodge, I hear your voice!"

"I know you're home!"

"When will the rent and water bills be paid to me this month?"

Dodge picked up a wine bottle at his feet and slammed it on the door in response.

The landlord cursed and said, "I'll give you three more days, or you'll get out of here!"

Dodge shook his head, put his hands down, touched something, he picked it up and saw that it was a credit card bill.

"Damn superhuman."

"Damn the motherland!"

Dodge jumped up suddenly: "Why don't you die."

After venting, he was out of breath, walked to the window in a daze, and opened it.

"Hi."

There was a voice saying hello outside the window.

Dodge raised his head and saw a man in a blue and white battle uniform and a helmet beckoning to him on the roof of a house across the alley.

Suddenly he jumped over.

Dodge stepped back quickly, but stepped on a soda can and fell to the ground.

next second.

A figure outside the window expanded in an instant, and then the other party crashed into the window, fell to the floor amidst the sky full of glass shards, turned somersault, and slapped off the glass shards on his body to stand up.

Dodge saw the opponent's appearance clearly at this time, and was stunned for a while: "Are you Lan Ying?"

"What are you doing here?"

Lan Ying looked out the window and sighed softly: "Yeah, this is not the community I am in charge of."

"do you know?"

"The community I'm in charge of sucks."

"There are black people everywhere, those dirty black monkeys who only smoke weed every day, rob, fuck women, even fuck men."

"By the way, I hate their singing the most."

"That kind of life is like a quagmire. I want to escape, you understand?"

Lan Ying pointed to the distance outside the window, where a spire could be vaguely seen bathed in the evening sunlight.

"Look at that."

"The Tower of Seven."

"How bright and tall it is there."

"That's where I should be, not dealing with black monkeys all day long."

"But it's not easy to get there."

"I'm old and not very strong."

"To enter the Tower of Seven, I need an invitation letter."

Lan Ying turned around and looked at Dodge with a smile on his face.

Dodge's pupils dilated slightly: "I'm an invitation letter?"

"Who said it wasn't."

Blue Eagle walked towards Dodge: "A few days ago, you made a good show."

"I admire your courage. You dare to discredit the people of the motherland. In fact, I also dislike that guy flying around in the sky, but I dare not say it like you."

"In any case, you have offended the people of the motherland badly."

"So I thought, if I take you to the Tower of Seven, maybe I can get an invitation to join the Seven."

He bent down, grabbed Dodge's foot, and dragged it toward the window.

Dodge yelled, "No, no, it's not that easy."

"I'm just a small character, maybe the people of the motherland have forgotten me."

"So please don't hurt me."

Lan Ying said casually: "Shut up, or I will tear your tongue off, you choose."

at this time.

The door of the apartment suddenly flew in and smashed at Lan Ying.

Lan Ying bent his arm to protect his head, and the wooden door smashed on him, creating a gap.

Lan Ying stood there unscathed, tore open the door, and looked outside the door.

There stood a cold figure.

Close to two meters, the whole body is glowing with metallic luster, the background color is pitch black, and the color is golden.

A man in iron armor just appeared in Lan Ying's eyes.

"What are you doing?" Lan Yinggang had a question.

A red spot appeared on his face.

Then the red dot slid down quickly, sliding over the body of the blue eagle.

Dodge on the ground stared blankly at this scene.

Watching Lan Ying's eyes rolling down with difficulty, the eyes were full of fear, followed by the superhero's body separated left and right.

Blood and guts gushed out and fell to the ground, spilling Dodge all over.

It was a moment before Dodge screamed.

Suddenly his mouth was covered, and it turned out to be the armored man.

The visor on the opponent's face was raised, revealing a rough face and a thick beard.

"Shut up, sissy."

"Unless you want to bring in the police."

"But in fact, the police will be here soon."

"These bitches have trackers stuck in their assholes, and when they die, the police will know."

The bearded man cursed, then stood up and looked at the two corpses lying on the ground.

"Heh, the belly of a superhero is full of shit, it's no different."

Then turned to look at Dodge: "So, can you please roll over and help me?"

"I guess you have a suitcase at home?"

Moments later, two suitcases were filled with the chopped-up blue eagle carcasses.

Dodge huddled in a corner, wrapped in a blanket, watching the bearded man in armor block a sofa against the door.

He looked at the two blood-stained boxes again, and then said in a trembling voice, "Sir, please don't kill me."

"A coward."

The bearded man came over: "You were not so cowardly in the live broadcast room a few days ago. Where did that man who dared to smear the people of the motherland go?"

"If I knew he wasn't here, I wouldn't have come here."

Dodge raised his head: "Aren't you a superhero?"

"Fart, if I were a superhero, you would be the one stuffed into the box right now!"

The bearded man took out a cigar from nowhere, cut it open, lit it, and took a puff.

"How about it, Mr. Dodge, do you still have the guts and courage to fight against superheroes?"

"But I want to remind you that even if you don't, your good days are over."

"After all, Lan Ying's body was cut into pieces in your rental apartment. This guy's cells are now all over the floor. You can't tell if you take any evidence."

Dodge shook his head: "But you killed him."

The bearded man showed a ruffian smile: "Do you think anyone will believe your words?"

Dodge's face turned pale immediately, and after a while, he said, "Who the hell are you?"

"Getting acquainted."

The bearded man stretched out his blood-stained hand: "My name is Butcher."

(End of this chapter)