Man in Marvel, Host of Venom

Chapter 444, Thief and Vibranium
Listening to the words of the super giant, the black dwarf also nodded. He is stupid and just listens to the words of the super giant.

He looked at his empty hands and his steel body, and sighed with some regret: "It's a pity that my weapons are gone, and I still have this body."

Hearing Black Dwarf's words, the super giant also raised the corners of his mouth. He also looked at his steel body and clenched his fists and said: "Don't worry, this is just our temporary transit station. I will make us even more powerful than before." body."

On the west coast of Africa, several armored vehicles drove over from the coastal road and drove into a dilapidated and abandoned shipyard on the coast.

In the middle part of the abandoned shipyard, behind a dilapidated iron door is a luxuriously decorated office.

Ulysses Crow was smoking a cigar, sitting on the sofa, playing with a piece of ore that looked very special.

He exhaled a puff of smoke and let the pure smoke fill the air. Then he picked up his fingers and pulled the collar, revealing a raised mark on the side of his neck.

This raised brand looks like a pattern and words. This is the unique language of the African country Wakanda. This brand means thief, and more seriously, it means shameless thief.

Ulysses Klaue is a well-known arms dealer, and his best and most expensive product is the ore he plays with - vibranium.

It was in order to obtain vibranium that he was branded as this thief.

This brand was somewhat humiliating, but Ulysses Crow didn't care.

He only cares about whether he can make money and whether he can make more money. He doesn't care about what he is scolded or what he is called.

Because these are all false, invisible and intangible, only banknotes are the real things that can be obtained.

"Oh~ You are such a good treasure of mine. Those savage monkeys don't know how valuable you are. Treasures like this should be obtained by the highest bidder."

Ulysses Klaue sighed while playing with the vibranium in his hand.

"How can those barbarians bring out the value of such a treasure? They only use vibranium to make spears. It's really ridiculous."

Ulysses Klaue felt that those Wakandans were simply sitting on a golden mountain begging. They obviously owned such precious minerals, but they did not trade them. They just guarded these things like misers and then immersed themselves in them. In your own world.

Ever since he stole more than 90 kilograms of vibranium directly from Wakanda with the help of the Prince of Wakanda in the 200s, he has never made such a big gain in the past few decades.

Now every time he receives the goods, it is just the same as what he has in his hand now. Although he has always had it, it cannot satisfy his appetite. After that big order, he is no longer satisfied with this. It’s a small fight.

How much he wished it was him who occupied that golden mountain, and he didn't care even if more marks were branded on him.

It's a pity that this kind of thing can only be thought of, and it is completely impossible to actually realize it.

Just when Ulysses Crow was smoking a cigar and fantasizing, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." Ulysses Crow said as he exhaled a breath of pure smoke.

After he finished speaking, his confidant pushed the door open and walked in to report to him: "Boss, the other party has not paid the remaining payment for the batch of arms we shipped last time." "The one for the missiles." Right?" Ulysses Crow also put down his cigar and asked after hearing this.

"Yes, that's the batch." The confidant nodded and said: "There have been delays several times before, but it did not exceed three days at most. This time it has been three days, but there is still no reply."

After hearing the detailed report from his subordinates, Ulysses Crow nodded and picked up the phone and dialed a number: "You have received my goods, right?"

"Since you received it, why haven't you sent me the money yet?"

"I'm giving you twelve hours. If you still can't get the payment, I'll give you an extra batch of missiles, but they're the kind that can be fired directly. Do you understand?!"

"This is the first and last fucking time. If this happens again, I guarantee you will never be able to buy a bullet again. Just prepare to fight with your opponent with your underwear! "

"Bah!" Ulysses Crow hung up the phone immediately after finishing his output.

He picked up the cigar on the table again, turned his head and looked at his men and said: "As I just said, if the payment cannot be made within 12 hours, then give him a few missiles to try. taste."

"Anything else?"

The confidant nodded first, and then continued: "One more thing, today we suddenly received a strange email in our mailbox. It said that we will come to you personally to make a deal today, about our most expensive That kind of cargo.”

Hearing the report from this confidant, Ulysses Crow also frowned, and his eyes lit up at the same time.

I have never seen this kind of order exchange method, but when it comes to the most expensive goods, does the other party want vibranium?
"Have anyone who knows technology tracked their location? Did it mention the specific time and address?" Ulysses Crow exhaled a breath of pure smoke and squinted at his henchmen and asked.

Hearing Ulysses Crow's question, this subordinate also shook his head and said: "There is nothing. All the content is the sentence I just relayed."

"It only says that I'm going to discuss business with you today, and it's going to be the most expensive one. There's nothing else."

After hearing his subordinates' narration, Ulysses Crow also murmured to himself: "What the hell are you a bastard doing these ancient and mysterious things?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the lights in the entire abandoned shipyard suddenly went out, as if the power system had an instant short circuit.

But within a few seconds, before Ulysses Crow could tell his men what to do, the power was suddenly restored.

At the same time, there was a loud noise, and something suddenly flew over from a distance, directly smashing several walls of the abandoned shipyard and falling directly to the floor of Ulysses Crowe's office.

Faced with this sudden change, Ulysses Crow also immediately took out the hidden firearm, then used his special desk as a cover and looked cautiously at the middle of the office.

When the dust gradually dispersed, the full picture of what had just fallen in the middle of the office was revealed.

The three-meter-tall steel black dwarf slowly stood up, and at the same time placed the supergiant star he was surrounding and protecting on the ground.

(End of this chapter)