Marvel's King of the Undead

Chapter 23
Not long after, Wayne, who rushed to the parking place quickly, looked at the empty street, feeling a little sad in his heart. The little fat man followed his instructions, not only left first, but also drove the car parked here. gone.

"No matter how urgent the situation is in the future, you must remember to pull out the car key first!"

Wayne dragged his tired body and walked silently on the deserted street, thinking about how to thank the little fat man when he went back.

However, just after walking a block, Wayne, who was in a daze, suddenly felt that he had kicked something. If it wasn't for his excellent sense of balance, he might have thrown a shit out of him.

"Which bastard threw the tire in the middle of the road! May he eat instant noodles without seasoning packets!"

Looking at the tires on the ground, Wayne muttered twice.

Then the next second, Wayne who raised his head was instantly stunned.

On the opposite road, a white sports car bumped itself into a horrible sight in order to get in close contact with the beautiful pillar.And next to the white sports car squatted a somewhat familiar fat man and a man lying on the ground.

Sure enough, he still underestimated the level of his players. He never expected that besides the two situations he analyzed, he would be able to play the third situation!

The little fat man was squatting on the ground to observe Wayne's situation through the monitoring along the road. When Wayne saw the little fat man, the little fat man also saw Wayne through the monitoring, so the little fat man quickly turned around and waved at Wayne. waved.

Seeing the excited expression on the little fat man's face, Wayne felt a slight pain in his liver.

"Wayne, you are so awesome, you actually killed that muscular man in seconds!"

The little fat man was still in a state of excitement.

This is the first time the little fat man was on duty. He drove a sports car to the stage, successfully rescued Abbas, and the three of them escaped unscathed. Standard agent mission.

"how did you do it."

Instead of thanking the little fat man for his compliment, Wayne pointed to the "abandoned car" next to him and said.

"Ah, this is an accident that happened during our retreat."

The little fat man scratched his stomach in embarrassment and explained.

"After we came out, we were afraid that someone would chase us, so we found a small road to hide for a while. We didn't return to the parking place until we confirmed it was safe."

Having said that, the little fat man suddenly felt that he had done a good job, cleared his throat and continued.

"Later I found out that there was still a key in the car. I knew we would only become a burden to you if we kept it here, so I thought about driving and leaving this place as soon as possible. Abbas is to blame for what happened next!"

The little fat man was also a little angry, and glanced at Abbas who was lying on the ground and had fallen into a coma.

"Originally he was asked to drive, but he said he was injured and couldn't drive, so I had to drive by myself. Then I was careless and a little excited, and it turned out like this."

After speaking, the little fat man clapped his hands helplessly, and once again looked at Abbas who was lying on the ground with disgust.

"Okay, we can only take a taxi and go back."

Wayne felt a little hopeless, and looked at the empty avenue.

The location of the orphanage is not in the downtown area, and it is too late now, no one even noticed that the little fat man crashed into a car, and the taxi driver would not come to such a place where there is no business at night.

Picking up the unconscious Abbas, Wayne took the lead and walked ahead.

"Wayne, we didn't bring any money."

The little fat man hurriedly followed Wayne and reminded him.

However, Wayne, who was full of depression, ignored the little fat man, but accelerated his pace and walked towards the next block.

"Next time, I will never bring this crap with me again."

As he was walking, Wayne suddenly looked back at the little fat man behind him. After this operation, Wayne found that the little fat man's abilities could not play any role in actual combat. Instead, he was more suitable to serve as logistics and provide them with some technical support. This is the most suitable position for the little fat man.

Half an hour later, Wayne and the others finally saw an empty taxi on the street, and the little fat man waved to the driver with his hand.

"You are"

The driver parked the car on the side of the road, and through the window, he saw a man dressed like a soldier in a movie, his body was stained with blood, the small holes in his clothes were obviously bullet holes, and he was carrying an unconscious man. middle-aged man.

And a fat man next to him, although dressed normally, was also dirty, and was about to open the car door with a smile on his face.

The driver, who hadn't finished speaking, realized in an instant that these three people were definitely not good at anything, and subconsciously wanted to shift gears to leave, but the man in the soldier's clothes blocked in front of the car first.

"I'm in a hurry, my son is waiting for me to go home and change his diaper!" The driver's voice was trembling.

"Boom." The man in the uniform of a soldier punched the engine cover casually, and a deep fist mark appeared on the engine cover.

"Think again, how old is your son?"

Wayne looked at the gray-haired driver in front of him speechlessly. You, a man who looks almost 60 years old, want to go home to change his son's diaper. Is it plausible?Maybe your 30-something son still needs to wear diapers.

"Hahaha, you guys come up quickly, I have a bad brain, and I remember wrongly."

Swallowing secretly, the driver smiled awkwardly.

After getting in the car, Wayne and Abbas sat in the back row, and the little fat man sat in the front row to guide the driver through the navigation.

Along the way, the driver played the best driving skills in his life, and even ran a few red lights. Every time he glanced at the rearview mirror and saw Wayne, the driver couldn't help replaying the man's violent actions in his mind. Now the driver I just want to send them to the location quickly, for fear of being killed by them.

Not long after, the car parked steadily near Tony's house. Wayne directly dragged Abbas out of the car. He knew that the little fat man had no money on him, so he did it on purpose. Who told the little fat man to crash the sports car? , causing him to go so far.

Before the little fat man in the car got out of the car, he saw Wayne carrying Abbas for more than ten meters.

"Ahem, have you seen us today?"

After pondering for two seconds, the little fat man had an idea, and with a sullen face, he deliberately lowered his voice and said to the driver next to him.

"Huh?. No, I didn't see anything. I'm going home to feed my son!"

The driver was also taken aback, and suddenly came over anyway, as long as someone who has watched Hollywood blockbusters should answer at such a time!

"Well, you are fine, the more you know, the faster you die, do you understand?"

The little fat man continued to lower his voice, and got out of the car while talking.

After walking two steps, he realized that the driver behind him didn't ask him for money. The little fat man couldn't help covering his mouth and let out a sinister smile.

But when the driver here was about to start the car, he suddenly heard a burst of perverted laughter from the person outside the car, his hands trembling as he was about to shift gears, and then he immediately started at a faster speed, and the whole movement was done in one go.

Seeing that he finally escaped from the clutches of the devil, the driver couldn't help praying for the man who was being carried, hoping that he would have a whole body, and that he would never run night shifts again. It was too dangerous!
(End of this chapter)