Marvel’s Death Merchant

The air in the Middle East and Afghanistan is always so dry and boring. In the evening, I feel like I'm relieved. "After Tang Tian left, he also gave Dark Wolverine Jack a new task, which is to find the famous man.

When Jack walked into the smoke-filled house in Afghanistan like this, he couldn't help but coughed twice. He waved his hand, trying to drive away the thick smoke of the poor-quality tobacco, and waited for him to sort out his sight. It's full of people, one by one, it looks fierce. Behind the middle table is a fat man with an invisible chin. His eyebrows can be used for wigs. According to Tang Tian's information, Jack knew that this place was also the site of Manchuria.

"Don't block the way, boy!" The others behind pushed and pushed Jack in, as if it were intentional.

Jack raised his hands to show that he had no weapons. Wearing black fingerless gloves on his hands, he raised his hands and became very conspicuous. Everyone in the room looked up at the new kid, and some of them slowly stretched over their waists. They certainly didn't know that Jack now has the power of Wolverine.

"Hey, you're new here, I'm Jack!" After being squeezed in, Jack greeted the little man with a smile.

"Myself, come and play." Some people around turned around again, and some people looked at Jack with skeptical eyes.

Then Jack had time to take a good look at this humble house. It is said that the house has been lifted up a bit, but it is actually a simple shack supported by a large tent. A bunch of people who didn't seem right were gathered. Around five or six tables, big and small, twenty-five and seven are playing cards. The smell of sweat in the room was mixed with an unknown smell. And the smell of those low-quality tobaccos is simply suffocating.

Jack doesn't want to stay in this place anymore. He is accustomed to the life given by Tang Tian. Jack is not used to the original life. And he originally wanted to change his life, and he didn't want to contact him anymore.

"I suddenly remembered something, see you later." Jack patted the small man's shoulder and turned to leave. In fact, he and this little man are not acquaintances. I just went to see if he was a rich owner, so let Jack come here in order for Jack to find information.

"Sister-in-law, why did you bring another guts?" The fat pig with no neck in the middle suddenly spoke slowly. He didn't lift his eyelids, and the dice in his hand crackled.

Jack, who had turned around and walked to the door, suddenly stopped. He turned around, and suddenly found that all the guys in the room were watching him. It seemed that he would lose his face when he escaped.

He touched his nose, and swaggered back to the fat pig's table. Pulled a Maza and sat opposite him.

He stared at the little fat man's little invisible eyes with scornful eyes and said, "What to play? You must! Winning or losing is meaningless."

Thirty minutes later, Jack had lost the last coin in his pocket. As you can see, this is a black shop, but that's fine. Jack didn't want to talk to them. Money is all outside the body, and lost all, just looking for a chance to leave. Money didn't make sense to him for the time being, and now he is very wealthy.

"It's a shame!" Jack pushed all the change in front of him to the fat pig guy. "No luck! Let's be with you someday!"

"Don't keep playing?" Xunzi came over without losing time.

Jack was about to get away, where he had time to talk nonsense with him. He turned to leave, but was pressed to the ground again by a big man.

"You have no other value? Our Ten Commandments are under the command of Manchu. We have absolute **** over this place." The fat pig rolled another tobacco roll and squinted and said to Jack.

Jack patted his pockets, and suddenly he felt a flash of red apple, put it on the table, tilted his head and smiled, looking at the fat pig in front of him.

Suddenly, a cold sharp knife sharply inserted from the back of Jack, stuck it firmly in the center of the apple, and nailed the apple to the table in front of Jack.

"Don't play tricks, boy. We know that you are different, and you have no fear." The fat pig exhaled stinking smoke into Jack's face, "I heard you have information from Ambrella Company . "

"It's that cosmopolitan company." The sister-in-law came over, hippie said with a smile.

Jack gave him a stern glance, and the sister-in-law retreated immediately.

"It was for this." Jack lowered his head and smiled. He showed a watch-like microcomputer from his arm, which sparkled in everyone's eyes. "If you want, just see if you have the ability to take it!" "

He pushed hard, flipped the table in front of him, and the cards began to dance and the dice were scattered. Taking advantage of this chaotic time, Jack used Edelman alloy claws, a hand shakes out, hits the surrounding people's waists directly, like a cold light swimming in the blood gap of the bones, and only hears the sound of endless sounds, strips The silver snake broke his ribs, and the screams kept reminding him.

By the time all the cards were falling, Jack's fancy cutting had already been mastered, and the intoxicated people watching around had just woke up like a dream and yanked out his gun.

The moment they raised their guns, everyone's arms fell down. Although Jack's claw didn't hurt anyone just now, but the knife was precise and cut each of their arms.

The scene was suddenly embarrassed. Everyone cared about their arms. They had to put the gun on the table and free their hands to wrap their arms.

Jack smiled ~ www.readwn.com ~ looked down at the unmoved place in front of him, and still sat on a stool like a fat pig in the mountains, the absolute strength is not easy to deal with. And if you do n’t want to be entangled with these people, you have left here long ago, and the mission is still the most important. Jack thought, turning around and swinging towards the door.

But he hadn't reached the door yet, and a submachine gun reached out from the tent, pushing him back to the hut with an impartial nose.

"You are very good and amazing!" Said the pig, "but still too young."

Jack turned around and looked at the self-righteous fat pig head. He had tolerated again and again, but this fat pig guy never seemed to know how to deal with it. It seemed that he was not given a little color to look at, and he didn't know what was called Tiangao. The thickness of the ground is the price of death.

"So." Jack slowly approached the fat pig who couldn't move. His tall eyes almost touched the fat piled on the fat pig's face. His eyes were full of youthful strength, without a spotlight. Followers, some feelings needless to say, but he is destined to be the king. (To be continued.)

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