Man in Marvel, Host of Venom

Chapter 4, The Trouble Begins

At the same time, Chen Linan also drove his car back home.

He had a piece of chocolate in his mouth and was carrying clothes and other odds and ends.

For some reason, he smelled the aroma of chocolate when passing by a candy store today, and found it particularly attractive.

So he went in for a stroll and bought a large bag of various chocolates.

"Bang!" After stuffing the last piece of chocolate into his mouth, Chen Lin'an threw the garbage bag into the trash can.

"I didn't expect to meet Spider-Man today." Chen Lin'an thought to himself while eating chocolate.

Chen Lin'an, the extraordinary person in this world, has already understood it after seeing those strange events and characters.

I remember that when I was helping out in the orphanage in my previous life, many children liked Spider-Man.

If it weren't for this experience, he really wouldn't know that he came to a world with comic characters.

It's a pity that he was not interested in these things in his previous life. If he had known that he would come to this world, he would have had a good chat with the children who like Spider-Man, and at least he would have learned more about it.

Thinking of this, Chen Lin'an also sighed and said: "Forget it, it's useless to think about this. I just want to live my current life well."

In his opinion, people like Spiderman are still far away from him, as long as he lives his life well, he will be completely OK.

Putting the chaotic thoughts behind, Chen Lin'an also opened the door and returned home.

Time passed like this day by day, and a week before the summer vacation was about to end, Old York finally returned the keys to Chen Lin'an.

Chen Lin'an was very excited. He got on the bike and went for a ride for a long time. The angry old York almost took his keys again.

After getting a motorcycle, Chen Lin'an also began to find time to continue helping deliver food. After all, the business in the store is really good, especially during meal time.

In the afternoon of this day, Chen Lin'an skipped a few routes from the takeaway list and was more familiar with it. He had a list that he could copy for a shortcut and was ready to deliver it.

Old York also told him to pay attention to safety, and checked his incubator to prevent him from secretly bringing more takeaways.

Because he was familiar with the roads and had shortcuts to take, Chen Linan had almost finished delivering the takeaways in less than half an hour, leaving only the last order that was farther away.

"Let me see where this is." Chen Lin'an muttered to himself while looking at the address on the note.

"No. 30, East [-]th Avenue, why is it so far away? Are you taking takeout orders from so far away now?"

Chen Lin'an scratched his head and thought with some confusion that this address was quite far away from their store. He didn't expect that he could still order takeout.

But although he was a little confused, he didn't worry too much. After all, time was limited, the pizza would get cold, and he had to get the takeout to others quickly.

Chen Lin'an looked around, thought for a moment about how to go, and then drove in one direction.

At this time, in Room No. 30, East [-]th Avenue, a man was lying on the ground with his hands and feet tied. He had been beaten to a bloody pulp, and his whole head was swollen.

There was a circle of people beside him, only a bald man with a strong figure and a cruel face was sitting on a chair and looking coldly at the man lying at his feet.

From the dried blood on his fists, it is not difficult to see that this bald man is inseparable from the bloody injuries of that hapless man on the ground.

"Joy Baker, my good brother, do you still want to be tough at this time?" The bald man's deep voice sounded.

Joey Baker, who was lying on the ground, trembled involuntarily when he heard the voice: "Boss Harvey! There must be something wrong, some misunderstanding! How could I betray the Bloodhead Gang!"

"I am loyal to the gang!"

After hearing Joey Baker's begging for mercy and self-defense, Harvey Harmon impatiently dug his little finger into his ear, and then suddenly raised his foot and stepped on Joey Baker's tied hands.

"what!"

With the hard leather heels on the palms, the screams echoed in the quiet living room accompanied by the sound of bone cracks.

After crushing his palm bones, Harvey Harmon also bent down and stared into his eyes and said coldly: "If my brother hadn't told me that I must let you die clearly, you would have died half an hour ago. I should have your neck broken, you damn son of a bitch."

"The Bloodhead Gang can give you everything you want, money, women, and even white powder, but the only bottom line is that betrayal is prohibited."

"These words were made very clear on the first day you joined the gang, so you don't have to be afraid or beg for mercy. After all, you should have been prepared before you did anything, right?"

As Harmon Harvey spoke, he reached out and took out a small recording pen from the inside pocket of his suit jacket.

"Click!" As the button was pressed, the recorder began to play.

There was a conversation recorded in it, and the object was Joey Baker and other gang members who were lying on the ground with ashes at the moment.

Joey Baker sold the confidential information he knew about the Bloodhead Gang for a good price. Unfortunately, now that the matter has been revealed, he has no chance to squander this wealth.

Looking at Joey Baker who no longer argued, Harvey Harmon also put away his recorder and rolled up his sleeves.

"Ah!" As Harvey Harmon started punching and kicking again, Joey Baker's screams rang out again, but his screams became weaker and weaker until they disappeared completely, turning into A puddle of rotten flesh that has lost its breath.

"Hoo~!" After beating Joey Baker to death, Harvey Harmon gasped, and then wiped the blood on his hands with his coat.

"Take care of the scene, and then take out the prepared gasoline. There is going to be a fire here today." Harvey Harmon whispered to the men around him.

After he finished speaking, he took out a cigar from his pocket and lit it. The green smoke rose, covering his fierce face and eyes that were intoxicated with the pleasure of killing.

He knows that he doesn't have the intelligence and wisdom of his brother, so he just concentrates on being the sharpest knife in his brother's hand.

Anyway, he likes fighting, the collision of flesh and blood and the splash of blood, and he is even more intoxicated by the wonderful experience of life gradually draining away in his hands.

Just as Harvey Harmon was smoking a cigar to relish the pleasure, and the surrounding men were cleaning up the scene, the doorbell suddenly rang.

"Ding dong!~"

The crisp ringtone seemed to have supreme divine power. The moment they heard its sound, everyone in the room immediately stopped all their movements.

　The protagonist's setting is that he knows that he has traveled to a world where comic book characters exist, but he does not know the information about the Marvel Universe.

　　Some readers don't like to read that the protagonist knows nothing, but according to the plan of my book, even if he knows it, it is useless, because this book is a brand new parallel universe world, including some classic events in comics, animation, and movies. , it’s not just a movie universe or a certain universe, so watch it with caution if you don’t like it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)