I'm a Boss in the Marvel Universe

Alan didn't feel any guilt for killing a gang member. As far as he knew, every member of the Satan gang was no fun.

These people run casinos, force women into prostitution, and buy and sell drugs. They have killed many people and ruined many families. Why are such scumbags left in the world?

Then Allen ran out of the bathroom and walked towards the door of the bar, walked into the side of the road, took a yellow taxi, and threw a $100 bill to the driver.

"Quick! Fifth Street!"

With the blessing of the mysterious power of US dollars, the taxi driver quickly completes shifting, clutching, and stepping on the accelerator.

After less than 10 minutes, Allen got out of the taxi and ran to the apartment as fast as he could.

"Johnny, you must be safe!" Thinking of the little old man who has been helping him and even leaving all his property to himself, Allen was very anxious.

"Boom!" Looking at the violently broken door in front of him, Allen's mind roared.

Sure enough, something went wrong! !

"FUCK! If you dare to do anything to Johnny, I will definitely send you all to hell!" Allen gritted his teeth and punched the wall, and the devil's claw in his right hand was activated.

Walking into the house, the white wall in the living room reads: "Scott Building Basement!"

Looking at the writing on the wall, Allen didn't speak, picked up Johnny's car keys from the wall at the door, and walked towards the garage as fast as he could.

Taking out the mobile phone to navigate the Koster Building, the route was quickly pointed out. The Scott Building is an office building, since the other party invited me to the basement.It seems that there is still a conscious control effect.

Chapter 16

When Allen arrived at the Scott Building, it was already midnight, but the lights in the building were still brightly lit. He stopped the car and put the pistol he had grabbed before into the space backpack.

What should I do to rescue Johnny safely? Everything happened so suddenly that Allen hadn't thought of a feasible solution, but even if it was a dragon's lake and a tiger's den, he had to break through.

After turning off the engine and getting out of the car, Allen observed the surrounding environment. He needed to write down the surrounding environment in a short time.

When he reached the door of the basement of the building, Allen stopped, knowing that his every move was under the surveillance of the other party.

He was here waiting for the other party to appear, and sure enough, a black man with a gun appeared after a while, walking towards him slowly, the other party's eyes were full of vigilance.

Approaching Allen, the big man glared and said, "Hands up!"

Allen raised his hands above his head as requested by the other party, and said calmly, "Hurry up!"

The man didn't speak, he held the gun to Allen's head with his right hand, and touched Allen's whole body with his left hand, and quickly touched it.

Alan's right eye twitched, and he thought to himself: "If this guy touches a place that shouldn't be touched, I must lock him up with the drugged boar for three days and three nights!"

After the inspection, nothing happened as expected.

Call ~

Allen breathed a sigh of relief, and then heard the man say, "Use this blindfold to cover your eyes, turn your head...go forward!"

Then a black blindfold was thrown over.Allen put on the blindfold, and then heard the man say: "Turn around and walk in front...don't play tricks on me!"

Allen did so, and Allen, who was walking in front, didn't notice. When he turned around, the big man behind him breathed a sigh of relief and cursed secretly: "Xie Te!"

Even he didn't know why he was so nervous, just like a cat seeing a lion, even though they were all of the same kind, they still felt an instinctive fear.

But then it occurred to me that even if the boss said that the opponent was more powerful, he was not a copper-skinned iron bone, and a single shot was still not a corpse.

Allen walked forward with the gun pointed at his head. After walking for about a few minutes, Allen was suddenly called to stop by the big man, and then applause came from his ears.

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"Hehe, interesting, I thought someone was plotting against my Satanic gang, but it turned out to be just a young man in his twenties."

"Shatar, take off his blindfold."

"Yes! boss!"

The blindfold was taken off, and Allen observed the surrounding environment for the first time. This is an underground garage. Although it is night, there are still many cars parked.

Except that it was going downhill when I first came in, and then went downhill again, so this must be the second floor of the garage underground.

Then his attention turned to the man in front of him. The man sitting on a stool in front of him was thin and wearing a black suit. He looked like a gentleman. Of course, if he didn't have the five centimeter long scar on his face.

Behind him stood more than two dozen big men with guns, in stark contrast to his thin figure.

"Damn you bastard, you killed Simmons, I will take out your eyes and stuff them in your mouth later!" A man behind cursed.

"Ha! Will, it's too cheap for him, he should find a cow and pop his ass, haha!" Then another man said.

Then there were a few similar curses, and Satan raised his hand to the back, and the voice gradually subsided.

Allen didn't have time to pay attention to those idiots now, he looked at the man in front of him and said, "Are you Satan?"

"What? Don't I look like Mr. Allen Klein." Satan returned with a smile.

"Hmm~ That's not true, it's just that you look like a short winter melon. At first I thought Satan was a mighty two-meter-tall guy? Could it be that the legendary meeting is not as famous as it is? What a disappointment."

"But the fact that you know my name can give you some points." Allen curled his lips.

Satan's smiling face remained the same: "Haha, thank you for your compliment."

So far, Allen has found that these people in front of him don't seem to know that they have powers beyond ordinary people, and they may think that they are just ordinary people who have been trained to be more powerful.

"Stop talking nonsense, Satan, I want to see Johnny?"

"Johnny? Ah! I'm sorry Mr. Klein, you are late, that guy is not with us now." Satan said.