Grim Reaper of the Marvel Universe

Chapter 7 Putting Down My Money and Soul

"Grandpa Tang, don't worry, leave this matter to me," Wang Yang thought about the endless stream of souls in the future, and wished he could go to Tored for a drink right now, "This grandson actually wants to destroy Chinatown, let us Selling drugs for him is really reckless,"

Wang Yang patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I guarantee that he won't be able to sell a single gram of drugs."

"It's really okay?" Mr. Tang was uncertain: "That's Jin Bin, the underground emperor of the United States!"

Mr. Tang saw Wang Yang silent at first, thinking that there was nothing he could do about facing Jin and Wang Yang, but he didn’t expect Wang Yang to be beaten like chicken blood at the next moment, as if he was not asked to fight crime, but to steal money Same.

What Mr. Tang didn't know was that Wang Yang really had this idea in mind. Since Jin Bing asked Tored to develop the Queens market, there must be a lot of money.

In the drug business, there is no reason why there is no money. The money will be surnamed Wang Ke in the future. How can Wang Yang not be excited.

"Don't worry, there's no problem," Wang Yang affirmed.

Let alone the underground emperor, even the president is not a soul to the god of death?
Wang Yang secretly said in his heart.

After bidding farewell to Mr. Tang, Wang Yang returned to the shop. The Mr. Tang had already sent the information about Tored.

Wang Yang didn't rush to find Tored, but made equipment for himself at home. Sharpening a knife is not a mistake for woodcutters.

The first one is the mask. Since Torred is to be attacked without implicating the compatriots in Chinatown, it is necessary to create an image of a superhero who specializes in fighting crimes of the underworld, and this superhero cannot be too powerful.

Otherwise, if others see you as superhumanly capable, who would dare to come again, they would have already run far away, so what should I surround myself with and help?

So you can't ghost these supernatural abilities, you can only use them for nothing, and they can't be too strong.

To give the enemy a feeling that no matter how strong you are, I will lose.

If you want sustainable development, you must continue to give them hope, otherwise others will not come again knowing that there is no hope.

Wang Yang likes Pomian in Grim Reaper very much, and thinks wearing a mask is very handsome. Now that he has the opportunity, his middle-school heart can no longer be suppressed.

The mask was made out of Shinigami Chuichigo's appearance when he just turned into a ghost. He originally wanted to be a bull's head, but those two horns made Wang Yang give up that immature idea.

In addition, Wang Yang also prepared a combat uniform for himself. How can a superhero not have his own iconic costume?It must be conspicuous, let Tored and Jin firmly remember themselves once, and regard themselves as a thorn in the side and a thorn in the flesh!

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At night, Wang Yang wore a pure white loose combat uniform with huge black snowflakes printed on the back, and went straight to Torred's stronghold with a mask on.

Wang Yang really can't understand why American superheroes like to wear tights, even for women, but also for men, and some even wear their underwear outside.

I don't know if it's serious or not, but I won't forget it after seeing it...

In the data, Toled still set the stronghold to the original place, and announced with great fanfare that he is now Jin Bing's subordinate, gathering his subordinates everywhere, and all the original gang forces in Flushing have now been incorporated by him.

Tonight happened to be the day when Toled received drugs. There were many younger brothers around him and they carried a lot of cash. It was a good time to harvest.

When he came to the warehouse where they traded, Wang Yang heard the intensive gunshots from a distance.

Is this black eating black?
Wang Yang was startled, and then became very angry.

Isn't this a tooth extraction?

The soul and money inside have long been surnamed Wang, and these people dare to touch their own things, looking for death.

At this time, Wang Yang didn't care about how to appear in order to be remembered by Thored, but ran to the warehouse door quickly, and there would be nothing left if he was later.

"Damn, put down my money and soul!" Wang Yang kicked through the door of the warehouse and rushed in, shouting loudly to everyone!

The gunfire in the warehouse stopped immediately, and dozens of gangsters headed by Tored stood scattered by the wall,

The targets that had been sprayed with red spray paint on the wall were completely holed, and there were scattered bullet casings all over the ground.

At this time, more than a dozen guns were aimed at Wang Yang at the gate!
Fuck, the situation seems a bit wrong, what about the agreed drug deal?
Wang Yang was dumbfounded, a group of gangsters are not fighting in the warehouse, why are they shooting targets and practicing guns, and the boxes of submachine guns and bullets on the ground are serious?
That big black brother, stepping on a box of bazookas under your feet is a bit too much!
Hey, hey, don't put away those four boxes of beautiful knives, that white dude, it's mine!
"Hey, everyone, look, we have a new friend visiting," Torred said with a smile to his subordinates after seeing that there was only one person at the door: "Let's see, friend, what are you wearing? Circus clown A mask?"

"Are you wearing pure white clothes so late because you are afraid that our guns won't be aimed at you?"

"I think this friend may be your Flushing superhero, who specializes in fighting criminals like us, such as the clown?" A tall black man next to Thored immediately teased.

A group of subordinates around them all burst into laughter after hearing this.

You uncle clown, what a clown!
Damn, is the row of big teeth on the mask of labor and capital not ferocious enough?

Or did the guns in your hands give you courage?

Wang Yang raised his foot and was ready to go up and teach this group of people a good lesson.

Bang!
Before Wang Yang could take any action, several smoke bombs shot in from the window, and the surrounding area was filled with choking smoke in the blink of an eye.

"Fire!" Toled thought it was Wang Yang's accomplices, and immediately ordered his men to shoot.

Wang Yang dodged and hid behind the cargo box, preparing to observe the situation first to see who else was eyeing Tored.

You must know that since Toled announced that he was Jin Bin's subordinate, few people dared to trouble him.

Wang Yang hid in the distance, only to see a woman in a black tights and a black hood suddenly rushing in from the window.

After the woman landed, she held a gun in both hands, and kept shooting at the gangsters around while avoiding it, but none of her shots was missed!
The strange thing is that except for the few dangerous elements with heavy firepower who were killed, the others were only shot and lost their ability to move, and were not killed.

It seems that it's not a simple black and white, otherwise the other party will not selectively kill people, and she should kill everything that can threaten her safety.

Seeing that Tored was about to kill himself with a rocket launcher in the distance, and there were fewer and fewer people around him who could move around, Wang Yang couldn't help it, and rushed forward quickly.

The target is Thored and... four boxes containing beautiful knives!
If Torred is also dealt with by the other party, how can he carry out the plan of encircling the spot to fight for aid, and how can he go to a well-off life?
Others can die, but Torred can't!

He must save his life to report to Jin and seek support!
　I wish you all a healthy and happy Dragon Boat Festival!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)