My Superhero Can’t Be This Jerk

"Hey, are you still ready to fulfill the conditions you promised me?"

After leaving the Water Research Center building, Poison Ivy asked Eric.

"What conditions?"

On the top of a high-rise building in African style, Eric was about to fly into the night sky, but he didn't expect the poison ivy girl to follow him like a bone-encrusted maggot.

After leaving the underground building, her super power also recovered, and at this time she was controlling a vine to block Eric.

"Don't pretend to be stupid with me, I'll help you get the power stone, and you'll give me the Sierra Safi Island, a fair and just deal, right?"

Eric pretended to be surprised, "But you didn't help me much."

The Poison Ivy Girl instantly felt that this person was hateful, and she had a slight liking for this person before.

Now all the good feelings are gone.

"Who said no, you can control that unlucky bastard, and it's not because of the poison I provided you?"

She never mentioned the clumsy performance of the underground laboratory after she lost her superpowers.

Eric pondered for a moment, "It sounds reasonable, I'll give you three years of usage rights for Sapphire Island, how about it?"

"Just three years?"

"It depends on your performance." Eric gave an ambiguous answer.

Hearing Eric's words, the Poison Ivy suddenly turned into a sultry look.

Walking in front of him, he stretched out his jade-like hand and stroked his armor, "Can I think that you are giving me some kind of hint?"

Just now, he was still gnashing his teeth. It was in his own interests, so he immediately changed his face.

Should I say that she is truly a witch of ever-changing characters?

"No, just some kind of deal, like the deal we did tonight."

Eric has the idea of ​​using Poison Ivy for his own use, but he won't let her get too close to him.

A rose with thorns is best viewed from a distance, and it is easy to be thorned by profanity.

"Hmm, it looks like this so-called deal will only make me lose. But—that sounds good, and I agreed."

The Poison Ivy said as she walked towards the edge of the rooftop, "I will look forward to our deal again."

The green jade pointed to the ground, and a vine rose from the ground.

With a slight jump with her legs, she jumped to the outside of the rooftop.

The soft vines quickly caught her and carried her into the air.

"Also, you saved me once, let me save you next time, I hope you won't die before that."

Poison Ivy seems to be thanking Eric, but in a special way.

Watching the poison ivy girl who was gradually disappearing, Eric raised his cloak and flew to another building until she completely disappeared into the night.

......

Wang Rui was very depressed.

Originally, she wanted to invite Eric to go on a date alone, but Cullen also came along.

Damn, I don't know how to wink at all.

The indignant little tour guide glared at Cullen, who was unaware.

The time is the evening of the second day.

The Water Center for African Studies was surprisingly calm, and it seemed that it didn't take action with great fanfare because of the theft of the power stone.

The employees, as usual, clock in and do experiments as usual.

But that Director Jon seems to have disappeared.

While thinking about what the other party was doing, he contacted the airport to prepare to go back to New York.

The airport was temporarily unable to open due to bad weather, so we had to wait another day.

That's why he can go shopping and eat when he has time to spare.

The old Toyota was walking slowly on the street. The driver was Eric's bodyguard, Andy, and the co-pilot was Cullen, who was looking around.

Eric was sitting in the back seat, next to the little tour guide with "bad intentions".

The group quickly arrived at the West Block.

The Bamakosi neighborhood is full of sewage and dilapidated slums, and the law and order is also extremely chaotic.

But as a development area and the most prosperous commercial trading market that was once the city's economic center, there is no shortage of some oil dignitaries, descendants of colonists, and chiefs.

This is an area with a very serious gap between the rich and the poor.

A farmer in the suburbs may only have an income of one or two hundred dollars a year, most of which is in-kind income, such as self-growing food, fishing and hunting fish and crabs, but the actual annual income may be only a few dozen dollars.

However, when Eric walked into this newly opened and expensive seafood restaurant, he found that there were also well-dressed diners.

It seems that this is the case everywhere. Droughts die from droughts, and floods die from floods.

Several people found a window seat with a view of the city at night.

The three sat opposite each other, and the bodyguard was responsible for dutifully standing guard on the side.

Just sitting down, beauty Wang Rui was thinking about how to take away the light bulb Cullen when another acquaintance entered the restaurant.

It was his boss, Yang Dechen, who was in charge of Eric's tour guide.

Yang Dechen was walking into the restaurant with a young woman in a tight skirt and a little **** face.

The young woman was about the same age as Wang Rui, with a tight-fitting skirt wrapped in a bumpy figure, but slightly smaller, and her expression was a little cold.

Yang Dechen was looking at the restaurant, and when he saw Eric sitting by the window, his eyes immediately lit up.

He walked quickly to Eric and greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Xavier, good evening. I was thinking about where you were just now, but I didn't expect you to come to this restaurant. What a coincidence!"

After finishing speaking, he turned his gaze to Wang Rui who looked strange~www.readwn.com~ and said half-jokingly, "Wang Rui, if you invite Mr. Xavier to dinner, don't let me know. In case Mr. Xavier thinks I am If you are too stingy, if you don't invite a meal, it would be a big sin."

Wang Rui didn't know how to answer, so he laughed awkwardly.

After Yang Dechen responded slightly to Wang Rui, his face filled with a smile again, and he introduced the young woman beside him to Eric.

The young woman's name is Zhang Min, the company's newly dispatched accountant and financial director.

Zhang Min originally looked indifferent, but after hearing Yang Dechen's introduction to Eric's identity, his expression changed slightly.

A little arrogance was instantly taken away.

Eric didn't have too many ideas. Since he was all Chinese, he suggested to sit down and eat together.

Although Wang Rui was not reconciled, it was not easy to object.

So a well-prepared date dinner turned into a dinner for five.

My mother's only chance to catch a golden turtle son-in-law was disturbed by you bastard!

Wang Rui's cheeks bulged, and he gave Yang Dechen a vicious look.

Although Zhang Min wanted to chat with Eric, but he was thin-skinned and didn't want people to think that he was swaying, so he seldom spoke.

Cullen and Wang Rui wanted to talk, but they couldn't compete with Yang Dechen, who was not at all divided.

This is a big capitalist! Even sitting together for a meal, there was some bragging after that.

Stimulated by his excitement, Yang Dechen spoke endlessly. He first talked about his life experience, and then talked about why he came to Africa.

Shengdong Group's main business is mining, so his topic is inseparable from mining.

After listening to him quietly, Eric suddenly came up with an idea. With the advantages of my prophet, what if a mining department was established in Africa?

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