I'm a Boss in the Marvel Universe

Chapter 20 Hey Dude!

Not long after, Allen drove Johnny's car to Thirty-fourth Street along the navigation.

From Satan's mouth, he knew that the strength of the Mafia was not great, and there were only about [-] people in the lair. He didn't have to lie to himself because of these, after all, he was a "dead man" in his eyes at that time.

People don't always hide that much about "dead people".

Compared with other places, Thirty-Fourth Street is located in the suburbs of Queens, and the bustling center has faded away, and the surrounding areas are also surrounded by old buildings with four or five floors.

The surrounding races are more complicated, so it is easier to breed crimes, which may be the reason why the Mafia chose to be here as their lair.

Looking at the ordinary-looking bar at the bottom of a five-story building on the opposite corner of the street, people who don't know it will not think that this is actually the lair of the Mafia.

Finding a hidden place to park the car, Allen took out Satan's cell phone, opened the folder, and found the map of the mafia lair inside.

Looking at the detailed electronic version of the map in front of him, zooming in and zooming out, Allen sighed: "This Satan has worked hard enough."

Then I studied it carefully.

There is a lot of useful information on the map. For example, the lair of the Mafia is about [-] square meters in size.

As for why Alan lamented Satan's efforts, it was because in this electronic map, those places in the basement of the lair were air-conditioned and where they were clearly marked.

It's not as simple as Allen imagined that there is only a floor plan of the basement.

It seems that the undercover agent placed by Satan in the Mafia has a relatively high voice in the Mafia, otherwise they wouldn't know it so clearly.

The Cunning Rabbit's Three Caves is naturally the same as the old lair of the Mafia. Although it is in the basement, there are 3 entrances and exits.

However, Alan is not a Erha, and he will not attack from these places. Compared with these entrances and exits marked with guards, Alan has found a better place, which is the ventilation duct.

You know, ventilation ducts have been a big help in the friendly neighborhood spider's crime-fighting career.

Then Allen checked his equipment. An m1911 pistol still had two clips left, a dagger, and an M4A1 rifle, but it had already run out of bullets.

Put everything in the portable space, and Alan can have a thought in his hand at any time as long as he needs it.

After the inspection, Allen walked quietly towards the place where the entrance of the ventilation duct was marked, which was at the back of the building.

Allen found it easily, looked around, the devil's claw was activated, and the huge force made Allen tear off the lock with all his strength.

Then it entered the ventilation duct, and an unpleasant smell hit, "Oh! This damn smell is really unpleasant," Allen complained.

"But now is not the time to care about these things."

Learning the movements of the little spider to pass inside, he has to move towards the exit of the nearest motor room, because he is not a real Spider-Man, and he cannot crawl silently inside.

If something happened and someone found a shuttle of bullets coming from below, then he might be the shortest-lived traverser.

After climbing for a while, judging from the map, I have now reached the top of the motor room, then slowly opened the cover, and then looked down.

Looking down, Allen couldn't help but lament his good luck, and saw a black man wearing headphones humming and repairing the equipment in the computer room.

If the other party is not wearing headphones, then when you open the cover, you may be greeted with a bullet.

The floor was not high, Allen jumped, and a lazy donkey rolled and came behind the opponent. At the same time, a dagger appeared in his hand and touched the opponent's neck.

"Hey buddy!" Allen said.

The black man looked down at the dagger on his neck, with a horrified expression on his face, and then shouted: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I don't want to die, I still have my mother, I still have my sister, I still have Many lovers, oh no, you can't kill me, I..."

He only said one sentence, and then listened to the other party talking non-stop. Allen regretted not cutting the other party's neck immediately after speaking.

"If you keep talking non-stop, buddy! I'll cut your neck off!" Allen said painfully.

Hearing Allen's words, the black man's eyes widened and he quickly covered his mouth.

"I ask a question, you answer, if you say one more word... ok?" Allen said.

The other party nodded quickly and whispered "ok! ok!"

"Did your mafia arrest a man named George Johnny about fifty years old today?" Allen asked.

The black man's eyes jumped: "Sir, I haven't seen anyone brought over by them. Maybe the person you are looking for is not here, or is there some misunderstanding between us? You know..."

"Oh, maybe you don't know. Not long ago, this dagger cut many people's necks. The reason is that it's the same as you are now, talking dishonestly." stupid thing.

"Oh! Sir! I swear to God, we really didn't bring anyone in today! I dare not lie to you!" The black man was terrified, his voice choked up.

Allen didn't speak again, he planned to communicate with him with a knife.

Seeing that Allen thought he was going to poke a hole in his body, the black man quickly shouted: "OK! OK! I said, I said, they were indeed going to catch someone, but they didn't catch him back."

"Didn't get it back? Are you sure?" Allen whispered

"Yes! It seems that there was no one in the house when they broke down the gate."

Allen let go of the other party, lost in thought, didn't catch him back?Where did Johnny go?It seems that we still have to win MacArthur, and then we will understand everything.

So Allen then asked: "Where is your boss MacArthur now?" Then he handed Satan's mobile phone to the other party.

The man The man looked at the map and shouted in fear: "Boss...will he kill me?"

"Coincidentally, the person who said this last time was the one whose throat was cut by this dagger." Allen said with narrowed eyes.

The black man frowned, and quickly pointed to a room and said, "Here! Here! I just came in not long ago. He was here before, and he must still be here now?"

Taking back his phone, Allen looked at the place the man pointed out. Judging from the map, it wasn't far from here.