Marvel's King of the Undead

Chapter 131 Red Tights

Half an hour later, Wayne followed three black men to a bar.

In this silent night, this place has become the most lively area in the city.

At the entrance of the bar, there were a few punks squatting on the side of the road and talking about something.

Seeing three black men, one of the punks shouted:

"You guys are really late today."

"Ah, yes."

The black man who was still being searched replied with an embarrassing face.

"Who is this?"

The little gangster looked at Wayne behind the black man with a provocative expression.

"Uh, my friend, well, I'll go in and see the boss."

Glancing secretly at Wayne's expression, the black man didn't say much, but led Wayne into the bar directly.

"Verb times, verb times."

As soon as he entered the bar, the deafening music instantly surrounded Wayne.

On the dance floor of the bar, there are more than a dozen people swaying to the rhythm, and they are probably members of gangsters.

He looked around contemptuously, this was the second time Wayne entered the bar.

It was Tony's birthday that time before, and although the bar was messed up afterwards, Wayne felt that even after the fight, that bar was much stronger than this bar.

"Which one is your boss?"

Wayne said loudly to the black man in front of him.

"that."

The Negro pointed forward.

Wayne followed the black man's fingers to look to the left side of the stage. A black man wearing a big gold chain, big gold ring, and big gold bracelet was lying on the sofa with his legs crossed.

Ignoring the black man, Wayne walked straight over.

"Hey boy, you're blocking me."

The black boss looked at Wayne in front of him and said.

"Did you see a chatterbox in tights three days ago?"

Wayne ignored Boss Hei's words, the stale air in the bar mixed with the pungent smell made him a little uncomfortable.

"you wanna die."

Boss Hei didn't speak, but the other people around him stood up and shouted at Wayne.

"Hey."

Sighing, Wayne suddenly disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, the punks in the bar suddenly began to fall to the ground one by one without warning.

Wayne is like an invisible ghost, silently shuttling through the crowd, constantly harvesting the punks in the bar.

The lively music covered up every sound of Wayne breaking through the air. Under the dim environment, the gangsters in the bar could not see Wayne's shadow before being knocked down to the ground.

Two minutes later, Wayne once again appeared in front of the already frightened boss Hei.

"Can you answer my question?"

"No. Have seen"

Hei Boss stammered and replied.

Wayne's actions just now shocked the black boss who hadn't done anything himself for a long time. At this time, Wayne is no longer that harmless look.

The battle just now and the impatience in his heart gave Wayne a chilling aura all over him.

"Are you a mutant?"

Boss Hei asked cautiously.

Although he doesn't read the news, he still knows a little about mutants, and danger is synonymous with mutants.

"You don't know me either?"

Wayne was slightly taken aback.

shouldn't,

Even street kids in New York knew him, so he had to wear a hat.

How come here, no one knows him.

"Don't you usually watch TV or the news?"

"dont see."

Boss Hei replied without thinking.

These little bosses are indulging in a life full of money and money all day long, and the day and night are completely reversed. Where can I show you the news at night.

Even if they did, they wouldn't waste their time on that kind of thing.

"...Back to the point, are you sure you haven't seen a person in a red tights come?"

Wayne stared at Boss Hei and asked, with a hint of danger in his eyes.

"Really do not have!"

Boss Hei was about to cry.

"Then go and contact the other gangsters here." Wayne sat down next to the black boss and patted him on the shoulder, "I'll give you one day, and I want to know what I want to know before 6 o'clock tomorrow afternoon. "

Looking at the trembling black boss, Wayne continued:
"Don't think about calling the police, I will always stay here with you."

"it is good"

Hei Boss forced a smile on his face, didn't dare to delay for a moment, stood up directly, and walked to the middle of the bar.

At this time, the other punks also gradually recovered from the blow just now.

From the very beginning, Wayne planned to rely on these punks to find out information for him, so he withdrew his efforts.

"Listen to me, you bastards, now, immediately mobilize everyone you know, whether it's friends or relatives, and ask them if they saw a pervert wearing a red tights three nights ago .”

"Tomorrow at 5 o'clock, I hope to be able to see him here."

Facing his younger brothers, Boss Hei no longer had the timid look he had when facing Wayne, and his voice was full of domineering.

After a pause, Boss Hei gritted his teeth fiercely and said:

"If you see that damned bastard, break his legs and bring them to me!"

At this moment, Boss Hei thought that Wayne had come to seek revenge on the man in tights, and incidentally got himself involved.

After seeing Wayne's strength, Boss Hei directly cut off his thoughts of revenge, and instead transferred all his anger to the man in tights.

Turning around to look at the younger brothers on the other deck, Boss Hei ordered:
"Go and ask several other gangs if you have seen the person I mentioned."

Seeing his younger brothers start to move one after another, Boss Hei immediately came to Wayne with a smile on his face.

"They have already set off. I will definitely hand over this person to you tomorrow afternoon."

Looking at the flattering black boss, Wayne did not explain the misunderstanding.

No matter what Boss Hei thinks, all Wayne cares about is whether he will try his best to do this.

Now that Boss Hei is full of anger and wants to find Wade for revenge, it would be even better, at least it can increase his enthusiasm.

Wayne never thought that the black boss would be able to find Wade directly. After all, the place where Wade's strength has been compromised is not accessible to such ruffians. What he needs is some relevant information, at least to guide him. Look at the direction.

Ignoring the black boss, Wayne ordered a gangster next to him to turn off the music in the bar, and then lay down on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

After hours of running at full speed, even he felt a little tired.

After finding the news of Wade, what awaits him will be a more difficult battle, and he needs to adjust his state in advance.

Meanwhile, gangsters all over Detroit are busy.

From time to time, there are gangsters scurrying around in groups of three or five on the dimly lit streets. As long as they see someone on the street, they will go up and question them.

Some timid people even took the initiative to take out their wallets when they saw a group of thugs walking towards them, as if resigned to their fate.

However, what surprised them was that after the gangsters came over, they didn't even look at their wallets, but kept asking about the red tights.

After asking no results, he didn't speak ill, but continued to walk towards the next person who returned home late at night, with an impatient look as if someone was holding a knife to their necks.

Countless late returnees will look back on today's experience many years later, and it will be a little strange. It seems that all the gangsters in Detroit have changed that night.

Instead of robbing and fighting, they are all single-minded in finding missing persons.

At the same time, who is the person in the red tights has become a mystery that Detroiters who have experienced that night have been unable to figure out.

(End of this chapter)