Marvel's King of the Undead

Chapter 129 The Lost Wade

In November, it got dark earlier than usual, and before 7 o'clock, the lights on the roadside had slowly turned on.

Gusts of cold wind whizzed past the street, urging pedestrians on the street to go home quickly.

Wayne walked alone on the bustling street, still wearing a big hat behind his own clothes.

Although he no longer had to worry about being reported by pedestrians on the side of the road, the pointing and talking around him still made him a little uneasy.

After hanging up Coulson's phone, Wayne let go of the agent named Jeremy, and then continued to walk aimlessly on the street.

He still didn't think about his next step, and he couldn't even find a place to stay.

S.H.I.E.L.D. and the U.S. government's work efficiency is still high. In just one day, it seems that even children playing in the street can recognize Wayne as a wanted criminal.

And normal hotel owners don't have the guts to do business with a wanted criminal at such a critical moment.

"Ding Ding Ding"

The phone rang again.

Wayne picked up the phone and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

frown slightly,

Except for a few people who have a good relationship with him, this mobile phone number should not be known to others.

And those who know the number have their own numbers on file.

The ringtone of the mobile phone is still ringing, as if not giving up until the goal is reached.

"Hey?"

After struggling for a while, Wayne still connected the phone.

"Hi, are you Wayne?"

On the opposite end was a woman's voice, her tone was a little anxious and flustered.

"you are?"

The voice sounded familiar, but after searching in Wayne's mind for a long time, he still couldn't think of the specific identity of the other party.

"Oh God, I'm Vanessa."

Vanessa on the other end of the phone let out a long sigh of relief, and her nervous mood for a few days eased a little.

"Oh, sorry, I changed my phone, how are you doing?"

Wayne smiled, he hadn't heard from Wade and Vanessa for a long time.

Ever since Wade said he was going to travel around the world for his honeymoon, he blocked Wayne's phone immediately.

"Wade has been missing for three days. I am hiding in a hotel now, and I don't know what to do."

There was a hint of crying in Vanessa's voice.

Wade's disappearance has left her in a state of anxiety for the past few days. After finally finding someone to confide in, she immediately revealed her inner anxiety.

"what happened?"

Wayne stopped in his tracks.

It seems that not only has he been in trouble these days, Wade has also been very loyal to accompany him in trouble.

"After we left New York that time, we started to travel around. Although he said it was to make up for my previous loss, I actually knew that he would go out every night."

"Usually he would come back before I got up the next day, but a few days ago, he said he had a big discovery and needed to go out for a while, and then gave me your number, saying that if there is no news from him within three days for you."

Vanessa said while choking.

"Did he say where he went?"

Wayne asked.

"Should be around Detroit."

Vanessa said after recalling for a while.

"Okay, leave this matter to me, I will send someone to pick you up later, don't worry."

Wayne reassured.

"Thank you, you must bring Wade back."

After hanging up the phone, Wayne called Coulson directly.

"Hello, Coulson."

"What's the matter? Things are being dealt with here, don't worry, Wayne."

Coulson's voice was as peaceful as ever, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

"I'm not in a hurry about that. Now I need you to do me a favor and take care of my friend. I'll send you the address."

After speaking, Wayne sent Vanessa's address.

"No problem, it just so happens that I'm not busy recently."

Coulson readily agreed.

Due to the recent frequent power changes of S.H.I.E.L.D.

He who belongs to Nick's family has naturally become the object of exclusion.

Although there is no restriction on personal freedom, all duties and tasks are cancelled.

"You can take my cats with you and keep them company."

Wayne continued to ask.

He couldn't imagine how helpless Miaoji felt in his heart at this time.

"I'll do things, don't worry."

Coulson hung up the phone directly.

Leaving Wayne alone in the cold wind.

It's because of your work that I don't feel at ease.

Silently complaining about Coulson, Wayne turned on his phone and checked the distance between New York and Detroit.

"1000 kilometers, another night of running."

After turning on the navigation, Wayne took note of the route and started running in one direction.

Seeing that there was something he could do, Wayne turned the depression of the afternoon into the strength to run.

The air in front of him was violently broken, and Wayne flew past like a bolt of lightning.

Countless drivers saw a scene that left them dumbfounded today. A man whose face couldn't be clearly seen was running wildly in the icy cold wind.

The most frightening thing was that this man ran wildly like a plane started up, leaving them behind in the blink of an eye.

On the dark highway, several sports cars are racing on the deserted road.

Driving in the front was a red Ferrari, and the berserk sound of the engine continued to ring out in the empty environment.

"Hahaha, how could you rookies beat me?"

Inside the Ferrari sits a young man of mixed race who doesn't look very old.

His grandfather was one of the first batch of Chinese businessmen to come to the United States. Born in the United States, he was regarded as the treasure of the family since he was a child.

Relying on his superior family background, he has been exposed to all kinds of sports cars since he was a child. Since junior high school, he has never been to school, but messed around with a group of rich second-generation kids all day long.

Drag racing is their favorite entertainment. Some time ago, he killed a person because of racing, but his parents who loved him in every possible way used their power to help him solve that matter.

Since then, he has been more free to drive the car.

Stepping on the accelerator to the bottom, feeling the roar of the engine and the lights constantly flashing outside the window, he showed a somewhat crazy smile.

Holding the steering wheel firmly with both hands, through the rearview mirror, he almost couldn't see the rookies following him to eat ashes.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the rearview mirror.

He blinked his eyes, could it be that he was dazzled?

Looking in the rearview mirror again, the black shadow was still closely following behind his car.

"What the hell is this!"

The young man gritted his teeth and accelerated again.

However, the black shadow was not thrown away by him, but was getting closer and closer to him.

"Deng Deng."

The young man who was concentrating on driving suddenly heard the window beside him rang twice.

Subconsciously looking sideways, the young man suddenly widened his eyes.

"what the hell"

The young man seemed to have forgotten that he was still driving a sports car at high speed, but stared blankly at the face outside the car window.

It was a very young face, with a pair of emerald green eyes, you couldn't help but sigh the creator's preference for him at a glance.

At this time, that handsome face was looking at him with a smile on his face, and he stretched out his hand as if he was drawing something.

"Am I dreaming?"

The young man said to himself, subconsciously let go of the steering wheel, and patted himself on the head hard.

The next moment, the young man felt a sense of weightlessness.

The moment his hands left the steering wheel, the tire seemed to hit a stone on the road.

The steering wheel without support began to move freely to the right, and rushed to the side with the entire body.

(End of this chapter)