American Comics: My Warhammer Simulator

Rorschach, wearing a black peaked cap, appeared in Apartment 403.

He held a well-packaged box under one arm.

Boom, boom, boom.

The other hand knocked on the door in front of him.

No one answered.

The patient Rorschach struck again.

Boom, boom, boom.

After waiting for a while.

A cautious voice sounded from inside the door:

"Who?"

Luo Xia narrowed her eyes slightly and said calmly:

"Me, Rorschach!"

The words were not spoken yet.

There was a flurry of footsteps retreating back and forth, quickly moving away from the door.

Rorschach couldn't help but sigh when he heard the movement.

Obviously, Eugene had a lot of psychological shadow about his visit.

Tens of seconds later.

With the sound of footsteps approaching again.

The door opened slightly a crack.

From the crack in the door, a pair of alert and slightly frightened eyes were revealed.

"I, I really haven't done anything bad recently! I've been staying at home to recuperate!"

Rorschach blinked and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"Eugene, I'm not here to trouble you, I have business to attend to."

However, Eugene's eyes were full of doubt:

"real?"

Luo Xia's face darkened and he scolded:

"Open the door!"

"OK."

Crash--

In an instant, the chain fell off.

Eugene opened the door.

It also revealed the collar on his neck, as well as his right arm and left foot that were in plaster.

Eugene tried his best to nod and bend, forced a forced smile on his face, and motioned for Rorschach to come in.

Rorschach nodded and walked into the apartment.

Before he could open his mouth to explain his purpose.

Eugene, whose forehead was covered with sweat, said first:

"Rorschach, I haven't disclosed a word about you to the outside world... Ever since I found out that those gangs kidnapped children, I won't betray you even if I am beaten to death!"

"Thank you, but I'm not here for this..."

Rorschach, who was standing there, took a look at Eugene's injuries and said.

Then, he pulled out the box held under his arm.

It was a mobile phone gift box with the Iron Man LOGO printed on it.

"I came to you just to give you a new mobile phone. Do you believe it?"

"Uh, I don't believe it..."

Eugene looked at Rorschach in surprise.

There was some uneasiness in his expression.

Seeing that Rorschach is now tall and strong.

The muscles under the clothes are stronger than him.

Eugene, who didn't want to be beaten, quickly laughed:

"Rorschach, do you want my help with something? Don't worry, I know what I was like in the past, and I also know how much I'm worth..."

However, Rorschach shook his head slightly.

He stared at Eugene and said with a sincere expression:

"I used to be very angry and used extreme methods to deal with problems... Therefore, I specially bought a new mobile phone co-branded with Iron Man and gave it back to you as an apology."

As soon as he finished speaking, the sneer on Eugene's face gradually disappeared.

He looked at Rorschach repeatedly.

Suddenly he shook his head and said with a smile:

"I thought you came here to apologize... However, I am still sure that you really have something to ask me for."

After speaking, Eugene moved.

He limped to the side of the sofa and sat down slowly.

Rorschach raised his eyebrows and walked over, sitting opposite Eugene.

As soon as he sat down, he handed the mobile phone case to Eugene.

Eugene, who frowned slightly, took it but did not choose to open it.

Instead, he placed it gently on his thigh, with the plaster on his right hand pressing down on the box.

Eugene hesitated and asked:

"Rorschach, if you have anything to ask me, just tell me. I will do my best to help you wherever I can."

"Okay, then I won't be polite."

Rorschach, who squinted his eyes, nodded.

"Do you have a wide enough circle of friends? Do you know some friends in gray industries? I need some intelligence information."

"Ah, I, Eugene, am not bragging. I have friends all over New York...the gray industry? Which one are you referring to? Counterfeit money? Forged documents? Or something else..."

Eugene blinked a few times and asked very cautiously.

Rorschach did not hide anything and said straight to the point:

"I need guns, lots of guns! The more, the better!"

"If you can't get too much at one time, the quantity provided per week cannot be less than a hundred... Of course, because it is a long-term purchase, the price must be more favorable."

"Mr. Police! I'm a good person! I don't join a gang! I don't participate in smuggling either!"

However, Rorschach's confession caused Eugene to misunderstand.

Eugene suddenly raised his voice and shouted loudly.

At the same time, he looked towards the door, as if waiting for something to happen.

Rorschach was stunned for a moment, and then understood why Eugene reacted like this.

He waved his hand, sighed and said:

"I don't carry any listening equipment, and I'm not fishing for the police!"

Rorschach explained it several times.

This dispelled Eugene's concerns.

Then, Eugene, who frowned, grinned and said:

"Rorschach, I remember you hadn't graduated from high school when I was expelled, right? Why did you buy so many guns? That many guns are enough to start a small war... Do you plan to be a second-rate dealer?"

Luo Xia smiled slightly and remained silent.

Eugene, with a gloomy face, kept looking at Rorschach.

His expression changed back and forth.

He hesitated for a long time before he said cautiously:

"I can't promise you, I can only do my best... After all, I'm just a gangster who hasn't even joined a gang, but I have a wider range of friends..."

Rorschach nodded to show his understanding.

He didn't rely entirely on Eugene.

It would be best if it could be done, and if it failed, he would find another way.

Rorschach and Eugene continued to discuss for a while.

After agreeing on the contact information, Rorschach got up and left.

As the door closed.

Eugene, limping, slumped back on the sofa.

His eyes subconsciously fell on the mobile phone box with the very eye-catching Iron Man logo.

The emotions that had been brewing for a long time.

Eugene suddenly sighed:

"It's been a long time since anyone gave me a gift..."

Eugene, with a complicated expression, took out an old keypad mobile phone from the plaster of his arm.

He planned to contact his friends and ask Rorschach for news.

At this moment, the door of the apartment was knocked again.

Knock, knock, knock.

Eugene was slightly stunned.

Rorschach is back again?

Regretted giving the phone away, and planned to take it back?

Eugene, who secretly complained, stood up again with difficulty.

Limped to the door.

However, after opening the door.

What appeared in front of Eugene was a strange tall figure.

A height of more than 1.9 meters.

A Slavic woman with fair skin, blonde hair and blue eyes.

At a glance.

Her physique was even stronger than that of Eugene, a man, and her whole body exuded a mixed beauty of strength and elegance.

Before Eugene, who was puzzled, asked.

The delicate Slavic woman suddenly asked in a cold tone:

"Are you Eugene? I am Sergei's mother."

"He has been missing for a week... Do you know his whereabouts?"

As soon as the voice fell, Eugene's back suddenly felt cold and cold sweat oozed out of his back!