Grim Reaper of the Marvel Universe

Chapter 6 Banner, You Old Driver

"Dr. Banner, are you going to hide alone or live with me temporarily?" After the meaningless conversation ended, Wang Yang began to talk about business.

"I'd better hide alone, this will save a lot of trouble." Banner said without hesitation.

Wang Yang nodded. Just as he thought, Banner still prefers to be alone. On the one hand, it is safe, and on the other hand, it can minimize the chance of Hulk appearing.

This is good for himself and others. In addition, if he is Banner, he will never trust the other party.

If someone breaks into your house suddenly, it means that they know everything about your past, belong to a super organization, and have not weak superpowers, and say they want to be friends with you, and I hope you can do me a favor, do you believe it? ?

Whoever believes is a fool!
There is no love without reason in this world, and there is no hate without reason.

Anyone who does anything has a purpose. Even the best friends will treat you well only after years of getting along and getting to know you.

If one day someone suddenly treats you nicely for no reason, then this person is either trying to trick you, or he is profiting from you!

"You take this. If General Ross and the others find you, you can crush this." Wang Yang thought for a while and took out a small ax carved by himself and handed it to Banner. There was a ghost road sealed by himself inside, "This is A small prop I made myself, after I crush it, I will receive a signal and rush over in the shortest possible time.”

Banner reached out and took the small ax, looked it over and asked, "Can you just hold it in your hand and crush it?"

"That's right," Wang Yang nodded, seeing Banner checking the small ax over and over again, he was speechless: "Don't worry, there is no tracker inside, and I don't know how to use that thing either!"

"Be careful that I can drive the train!" Banner suddenly burst out a sentence in Chinese after hearing this.

Wang Yang was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then patted his forehead and said helplessly: "That's called 'be careful sailing for ten thousand years'!"

The gods drive the train, the dirty kind?
Do you have a driver's license?
Wang Yang looked at Banner strangely, but he didn't expect that the honest-looking Xueba was actually an old driver behind his back.
What a mess!
"That's it," Banner said in embarrassment, "Your Chinese is too complicated. It was taught to me by a former colleague of Chinese descent."

After handing over the things to Banner, Wang Yang didn't stay long, and went back directly in the dark.

It was almost midnight at this time, Wang Yang was walking slowly along the road, looking forward to meeting the "souls" by chance.

Although it's not as complicated as the population of Queens, and it's not as chaotic as Hell's Kitchen, it's more remote. If you're a criminal, you won't let go of such a fat sheep on the road!
……

"Everything is impermanent!"

After getting up early in the morning, Wang Yang sighed with sleepy eyes.

Thinking about walking like a ghost for more than three hours last night before returning to the urban area, Wang Yang felt so depressed that he wanted to punch himself on the head!
I only think of remote places that are convenient for criminals to commit crimes. The question is, which criminals would go to the wilderness to commit crimes in the middle of the night?To rob ghosts?

Negligent ah!

After a brief wash, Wang Yang went out. Last night, Tang Junmo, the president of the Chinese Chamber of Commerce in Flushing Chinatown, called and asked him to help him with something.

The Chinese in Chinatown here have been bullied by local gangsters and gangsters for many years, so they set up a Chinese chamber of commerce to jointly fight against the local gangsters.

The activity funds of the chamber of commerce are all provided by the Chinese shops in Chinatown, which are mainly used to hire special personnel, such as security personnel or mercenaries, when encountering problems that cannot be solved through normal channels.

Due to Tang Junmo's seniority, wide network and integrity, he was elected as the first chairman by everyone. It is now the third year.

……

Not long after, Wang Yang arrived at the door of a tea restaurant in Chinatown by car. An old man with white hair was waiting at the door with a cane.

"Grandpa Tang, why did you come out?" Wang Yang quickly stretched out his hands to support the old man and said, "Just wait for me inside, it's not that I don't know the way."

The old man looked at Wang Yang and smiled: "It's nothing, it's not that the old man can't walk anymore, but this time I have to trouble you again. Speaking of which, you have helped us so much in the past two years, and I didn't thank you very much."

"One family doesn't talk about two families," Wang Yang shook his head and said, "If it wasn't for your help, my shop would have disappeared a long time ago. Why are you being polite to me?"

When Wang Yang came two years ago, there was no system. He encountered local gangsters who robbed Wang Yang's shop with guns. Fortunately, Mr. Tang passed by at that time and led people to repel those gangsters. Otherwise, Wang Yang might not have waited for the system to debut. It's time to "go home".

Later, after getting the system, Wang Yang helped the chamber of commerce to solve difficult cases many times. As long as the chamber of commerce had something that could not be solved, he would come to Wang Yang. Too much danger.

"What happened to the Chamber of Commerce this time?" Wang Yang asked after sitting down, "As long as I can do it, there is absolutely nothing wrong!"

Mr. Tang was silent for a while and said: "Originally, you helped us so much and we shouldn't bother you anymore, but we really can't solve this matter, there is really nothing we can do about it,"

Mr. Tang paused for a moment and continued: "Tored, do you remember? He's back."

"Tored, why is he back?" Wang Yang was surprised.

Thored is the leader of a gang in Flushing, and he has a large number of gangsters who specialize in high-risk businesses such as loan sharks, house robbery, and bank robbery.

A year ago, the whole gang was taken over by Wang Yang, and Thored took advantage of the chaos and fled, but he didn't expect to come back suddenly at this time.

"What's going on specifically?" Wang Yang asked, "If it was just Thored who came back, you wouldn't be looking for me, would you?"

"That's right. If he came back alone, we wouldn't have anything to do with him," Mr. Tang nodded and said, "But this time it's different. He came back this time to work for Jin and wanted to build a drug store in Flushing." Trading center, let us sell drugs for him!"

"We contacted Black Shield Security Company and Razer Hire Company at the beginning, but they said that they would not accept the order no matter how much money, and they told us to agree to their request, otherwise, let alone New York, no one in the whole of the United States would Help us."

"It turned out to be him, no wonder." Wang Yang understood that if Jin Bing was behind Tored, the other party would not dare to take the order.

This Jin is not an ordinary person, but a big boss in Marvel.

Jin Bing himself is not very powerful, but he is the leader of the largest gang in the United States. More than 40% of the criminal activities in the United States are related to him. He is the well-deserved underground emperor of the United States!
Basically, as long as superheroes fight crime, they are fighting gold.

However, although Jin Bing is powerful, it is just that there are too many people. In Wang Yang's opinion, having more people is quite beneficial to him, and he is worried about how to get better off.

Jin Bin has a large number of desperadoes under his command. If he traps Toled in Flushing and hinders Jin Bin's drug business, then he will definitely send people over.

At that time, I will target Torred and come to the surrounding area to help, won't there be a steady stream of "souls" that can be harvested?

Wang Yang squinted his eyes and rubbed his chin, feeling that there was a lot to be done.

(End of this chapter)