The speeding cars merged into the bustling streets, and it was completely safe.After making eye contact with Sharon for a moment, Howard stuck his head out of the back seat with a hippie smile, "Slade, since you know, can you talk to us?"
What exactly is that project studying?
”"You can't solve it if you tell you, your level in genetics and medicine is about the same as mine, and it's useless."
Su Ming likes to collect information, but he doesn't like to tell others about it, and mysticism is very important.Howard scratched his ears and cheeks in a hurry, and his eyes rolled: "I was almost killed just now, I'm a victim, I have to know who did it, right?"
”"Dr.
Xavier did die from him, but it's not a group of people who want to kill you and kill him, Sharon and Charles leave it to me, it's none of your business here."
Su Ming held a cigarette and drove the vehicle through the traffic at high speed, cutting into the stitches, leaving behind a sound of abuse."
Uh, how can you tell it's not a bunch?"
Howard pulled his hair unhappily."
The man who killed Dr.
Xavier disguised the whole thing as an accident, even the SSR kept it a secretive act, an act that represented covert operations and professional assassins.If you think about the gunman just now, the other two fired hundreds of bullets at us in one minute, and the gunfire could be heard in Manhattan, which represents the style of the army and the unscrupulousness. ”Su Ming spit out a smoke ring, flicked the cigarette ash out of the window, and replied calmly."
Can't it be the same group of people with two styles?"
Although Howard listened to the answer, he was still a little puzzled, and he grabbed the pillow of the front seat and raised an eyebrow."
Do you think Nick Fury and the paratroopers can act together?
The style determines that there are two kinds of people. ”Howard, who listened to this answer, thought for a moment, trying his best to simulate the situation in his mind.Either way, it was Nick Fury who would throw those big-headed soldiers under the enemy's fire net and then escape into the darkness himself, leaving him stealthily and using them, but not acting with them.Howard scratched his beard and sighed: "That's a good point, but Dr.
Xavier was killed inside the base, which means that nowhere is safe, how can I live without you?"
”"So you told me the location of the SSR headquarters, just to use me as a meat shield?"
Su Ming complained."
The meat shield is too ugly, let's figure it out together, find a way."
Howard rubbed his hands together and squirmed embarrassedly."
I heard you have a business card."
Su Ming pursed his lips and motioned for Howard to take out the business card holder.Howard got up again, and he touched his hair: "I have a warehouse of 400 square meters, which is specially used to store all kinds of business cards received, which one are you talking about?"
”"The one in the legend, the one in the ghost story of New York, the one that children hide under their beds when they hear his name."
Su Ming said a long list of descriptions.Howard understood, but he was also entangled: "You mean the business card of the death knell, there is, but when I see him, my whole body is numb, the smell of blood on his body is so strong that I can't get rid of it, and no one can contact him by phone before." ”"I've heard that there are specific steps behind the business card, are you not doing it?""
You're too well-informed, aren't you?
Yes, but the steps are so strange that I can't do it. ”Howard shook his head in refusal, and he looked warily out the window at the cars whose owners were paying attention to the smashed-glass luxury sedan."
Wouldn't you just try it?
Or are you planning to go home and write a suicide note?
It's in place. ”Regardless of the tangled Howard, Su Ming threw him at the door of the Stark Group building, and then left with Charles's mother and son.Howard stood on the side of the road, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face, his hair sticking out of the bullet holes in his hat, like grass in the cracks of stones.He shuddered and hurried back to the office.It didn't take long for a car to drive out of the basement of the Stark building, and a mysterious man with a tight cover sat in the driver's seat, his face completely obscured by sunglasses.The car slowly merged into the traffic and drove towards the vicinity of the park.Central Park is still the same, and there are many people skating here after the lake freezes in winter, but today is not a day off, so there are not too many people.The mysterious man stopped on the side of the road, pulled the collar of his trench coat, and walked to the pay phone on the side of the road.He threw a few 25-cent coins into the telephone, picked up the receiver, and the dial was fixed on the numbers with the sound of a clockwork twisting."
Hello toot toot, smiling fast food ordering phone."
A nice female voice came from the other side of the earpiece, but she spoke quickly and seemed impatient.The man in the trench coat shrunk into the microphone, peered out through the transparency of the public phone booth, and whispered, "I want to kill." ”"Mistaken, bye."
The other side said very dryly."
I'm sick.""
Do you have any medicine?"
But what is very strange is that the other party did not mean to hang up the phone, as if waiting for something.The trench coat man flipped through the business card in his hand, what was next?
Oh, it's this one who strips naked and sings Little Star while dancing.The corners of his mouth twitched, but he did as he was written, unbuttoning his tie and holding the microphone in his free hand."
Twinkle and twinkle, the sky is full of little stars" The cold wind that penetrated through the cracks in the phone booth gave him goosebumps all over his body, but he still resolutely stripped off all his clothes, only a pair of sunglasses, and the low temperature made his snot stick to his mustache, but he still danced like a hula.The phone booth is not a completely enclosed space, and the fact that this designated phone booth is located on the side of the road where people come and go quickly attracts a lot of onlookers."
Tsk, a pervert, who's going to call the police?""
He occupied the phone booth and couldn't call the police.""
He looks familiar, haven't you seen it somewhere?""
The ass is quite round."
Some people outside began to point and discuss the size of a certain part of the naked man, while others with small children hurriedly covered the children's eyes and left.A line of tears flowed from under his sunglasses, he had lost something important, and in this cold winter, in this day close to Christmas, he felt the heat of the world like a little match girl.But it's here, there's no going back.He finished singing the last line of the lyrics and gripped the microphone hard: "I want chocolate mayonnaise." ”"Delivery address, 153 Queen Street, Queens, eight o'clock tonight, one person."
The other party's voice cooled down, and he quickly said a string of words, which was the address of the transaction, and then the phone was hung up.The naked man hung up the phone and began to put clothes on his body desperately, then he opened the door of the phone booth, covered his face and ran quickly towards the car.The police have not yet arrived, but the reporters have arrived, especially the Clarion Daily, whose paparazzi are faster than real dogs."
Sir!
Can you talk about what you thought about when you danced a striptease in a phone booth?
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”"Sir, are you calling for gender equality in society by doing so?""
Wait, sir, are you speaking up for people of color?
Or did you hold a spontaneous demonstration because you were dissatisfied with the president?
”The reporters were in hot pursuit of him, he didn't dare to turn back at all, he jumped into the car with his face covered, and what did it have to do with people of color to make a phone call without his clothes?
The flashing lights behind him were all in one piece, and he had decided to sink the car to the bottom of the sea, and he couldn't ask for it.Starting the car, he ran wildly towards the suburbs, and soon disappeared from everyone's view.The reporters glanced at each other and nodded imperceptibly, the task separating the client from the crowd of onlookers was completed and they could evacuate."
Mrs.
Sharon, you and Charles have been living in the academy these days, and I'll find someone to help you take a leave of absence from SSR."
Su Ming pushed open a door and smiled as he welcomed the mother and son into a vacant dormitory building.Now the academy is almost full, but Su Ming still left one building for emergencies, which is the one located on the edge of the school, next to the swamp.It's just that this winter, Charles has no chance to see crocodiles.The décor box in this dormitory building is no different from the rest of the dorms, the first floor is the common room, with sofas and televisions, various bags of food on the coffee table, and the cabinets are slowed down by Wilson's corporate drinks.There is a nice carpet on the floor, and the windows are bright, and you can see the snow piling up on the window lattice, pressing some dark lines.Sharon sat on the couch, covering her face, her fingers running her hair through her hair like a comb, she didn't know what had happened today, everything seemed to be in chaos since her husband's accident.Charles was a little curious to visit several rooms, pantries, kitchenettes and the like, and he went in and around.Su Ming touched his head: "How is it?"
Still satisfied?
”"The environment is good, when is Captain America coming?"
Charles sniffed, he seemed to have a cold."
He's not in the United States, and I can't say exactly when he'll come back, but you can rest assured, my security forces here are absolutely reliable."
Su Ming put him on the sofa as well, made two cups of instant coffee, and turned on the TV for them to see.He can't be given access to some of the people in the academy, some of whom know a lot of secrets here.Charles's attention is quickly drawn to the cartoons on the television set, and despite looking like a mature person, he is actually just a child.It's interesting that the programs on TV are not read and that they don't guess the next developments.Sharon touched his head and looked at Su Ming gratefully, "Thank you, Mr.
Wilson, I don't even know how to thank you for your kindness." ”"You're welcome, Howard's friends are my friends, and everything in this building is as you please, but it's best not to leave here."
Su Ming responded with a smile, then closed the door and left.If it weren't for Charles, as well as all the loopholes caused by the patching time, Su Ming wouldn't have done anything to make friends.But let this stupid woman continue to be stupid, his husband died because he was involved in the darkness, and the more ignorant she is, the better, at least until Charles is a little older before he can die.P Meiman Knell 48302dexhtp