I'm picking up boxes at Marvel Unlimited

In the past few days, the world in the shadows has not seen any earth-shaking changes due to the death of Kingpin and Owl. Maybe there should have been some changes, at least Leo felt so.

But he probably underestimated SHIELD's control over the dark forces, and overestimated Kingpin and Owl. After only one day's rest, Leo went out to do evil again on the pretext of testing equipment and skills, but there was no such thing on the street. It was as chaotic as he imagined.

But it wasn't like he didn't gain anything.

……

Wild style bar.

Jason feels that business has been very difficult recently. A few days ago, he heard rumors that the bosses of the two largest local groups had been killed, and one of them was single-handedly selected as the base camp!

How is that possible? It's just a lie concocted by an ignorant drunkard to show off his"well-informedness."

As a bar counter and owner, he had heard too many such stupid things.

Last year, he heard someone say that the ashes of a ghost smashed by a burning skull with an iron chain can cure impotence. The person said it in a convincing way, as if he was the iron chain!

How incredibly stupid! He actually asked for a bottle of water worth 100 US dollars!

Jason bought two bottles for only $80.

This is called wisdom!

But having said that, these various rumors have nothing to do with him. He is just an ordinary citizen who runs an ordinary small bar in a bad location. He doesn't care about those, he only cares about business.

Business has been difficult recently, and this is a headache.

Because it's a small bar, there won't be any good drinks, and there won't be any exciting programs here, so the main customer group is actually those punks who can't get up or down and fool around.

These guys seem to have had accidents one by one these days, as if they had made an appointment, two today, two tomorrow, all with injuries on their faces, bruises, swelling, eyes and throats closed, I don’t know. Jason thought there might have been some kind of bonus boxing match on the block recently?

After coming to the bar, his behavior became even weirder. You looked at me, I looked at you, pointed at the injuries on my face, and then pointed randomly on my face, and then nodded tacitly and clinked glasses.

There was no language exchange throughout the entire process.

For those who do this kind of business, the most taboo thing is to inquire about the privacy of customers. You might get into trouble out of curiosity, but Jason is really too curious about this!

What is going on! jingle!

The movable double doors in the style of an old Western tavern were pushed open, and the sound of a small bell hanging above reminded Jason that the first customer of the day had arrived.

The visitor was wearing a hat. He looked at the empty bar and was stunned for a moment. He shook his head and turned to leave.

"Joey!"Jason called out to him. He was an old customer, but he hadn't been here for a few days.

"Come have a drink with me."

The stingy bar owner poured two glasses of blended tequila.

The man named Joey did not refuse and sat at the empty bar table.

The two raised their glasses and took a sip, and the boss's complaint here we go

"Damn business! Where are all the drunkards who make money every day just to drink?"

Qiao heard something muttered and took another big sip.

The bar owner originally wanted to get some meaningful information out of the guests, but how could he let him fool him like this, relying on Joey as his own? A regular customer kept asking questions.

"Maybe they were all frightened and didn’t dare to go out!"

Unable to stand up to the boss's nonsense, Joey repeated what he had just whispered.

A middle-aged man's nonsense is the most terrifying thing. What's even more terrifying is that the middle-aged man who has such nonsense is drunk.

"Maybe he went to the hospital or prison or something. Who cares, isn't this normal?"

Normal?

How can it be normal! Did you agree to go with this thing? What? The second one is half price!

The boss didn't get what he wanted: valuable information, so he started to use his clever words to make insinuations. This made Joey very annoyed.

Maybe he couldn't bear to drink, or maybe he was really annoyed by his boss.

Joey drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, picked up the glass and shook it at the boss. The devil will spit on your soul! Take advantage of him Not enough drunkard!

He took another drink, this time replaced by a large glass of beer.

When the boss Jason came back, Joey had already taken off his hat and put it on the bar.

Jason looked at the look on Joey's face Bruise pretended to be surprised and said:"What are you doing?……"

In fact, he noticed as soon as Joey walked in that he didn't usually have the habit of wearing a hat.

Moreover, all the guests in recent days seem to be wearing hats!

The boss' embarrassing acting skills were nothing more than opening his mouth and staring, and Joey didn't bother to expose him, as long as he had free drinks.

Pointing to the bruises on his face, Joey said:"Is this what you are curious about? I think you must have seen a lot of wounds like this in the past few days."

"Uh-huh!"

The boss was pecking at the rice for a meal.

After downing half a glass of beer, Joey started to tell the boss

"Recently, a... madman appeared in a few streets around here."

Madman? What's wrong? The boss was curious, but wise enough not to interrupt him.

Joey touched the wound on his face and continued:"This madman always appears in the middle of the night, wearing strange clothes and a strange mask. , only the skin on the hands is leaking out of the whole person."

Hearing this, the boss also took a sip of wine and thought: How big of a mask is that?……

"That madman will attack everyone, usually with one punch in the face. If he doesn't knock him out with one punch, he will get punched a second time."

"So that’s where the injuries on your faces come from?"

The boss felt speechless, you are gangsters! Don't you know how to fight back?

As if he guessed the question in the boss's mind, Joey said directly:"It's not that no one is fighting back, but that lunatic is not afraid at all, and there are people who are fighting back. When he woke up after being knocked unconscious, he found that he was surrounded by several mentally ill people wearing the same clothes. Those mentally ill people actually guessed the order in which to hit him!"

"and after! and after!"

It's so exciting...cough! Such a pitiful thing happened!

"Later, the man was sent to Seko Hospital for treatment."

Secco Hospital? Isn't that a hospital that specializes in treating mental illnesses?

"ah? Played all night! Stupid?!"

Looking at the boss with a psychotic look, Joey said:"Of course not, he told others everywhere that he was beaten by a clown flying in the sky on a balloon, and he also said that the clown had a talking cat. , the cat beat him too! What kind of hornets have practiced Jeet Kune Do? Hitting people is extremely painful.……"

The boss lit a cigarette:"Then you really should go to SECCO Hospital." After saying that, he curiously asked Joey:"So, you were also beaten by that psychopath?"

Joey also lit a cigarette, Exhaling a puff of smoke, Joey said in an erratic tone amid the clouds and mountains.

"no"

"I was beaten by the talking cat."

Bar owner Jason was silent.

After a moment, he put away Joey's glass and poured him another glass.

The boss thought to himself: From now on, we can no longer sell fake wine.