Marvel: I can extract props from the heavens

The United States is a place where ethnic groups are mixed, and with the historical migration of the population, the accents naturally come in all kinds of strange ways.

Even pure American English is pronounced differently due to different groups of people and different places.

Shang Wen has been in New York for almost a month, and his English is now more New York-like. Compared with the black English of the black guy in front of him, there is a sharp contrast.

"Dan~ (black voice), what the hell are you laughing at? You think being mugged by a black man is funny, don't you? I say it again, get your money or I'll give you a taste of my big black stick."

A black man with the waistband of his trousers dropped to his buttocks, exposing a large part of his crotch, took a knife and ran to Shang Wen's grocery store to grab money. It was obvious that this kid was not doing well. He even had a gun when he was a robber. None.

He spoke with a thick black accent, and his voice was very similar to Franklin's good friend Lamar in GTA5. It made Shang Wen really angry. He couldn't help but laugh when he heard him speak.

"Hey man, if you want someone to talk to, you're welcome, but for a money grab you're in the wrong place. This is just a small grocery store with no gas or water. If you are really short of money, you can try your luck at a gas station or convenience store."

Shang Wen pointed at the door, indicating that he could leave.

"Do you think I'm kidding you, you bastard? Do you think you are American if you speak with a New York accent? Take your money out now and go back to Asia."

My New York accent was taken away by the neighbor's old man during this period. It's okay to be teased about my accent, but it's okay to be called a bastard. Moreover, he pulled the corners of his eyes with his hand and made an insulting gesture of squinting. This is unacceptable. I can't bear it.

Shang Wen looked solemn and said angrily

"I was going to spare you, but you shouldn't have spoken your mind, nigger."

The black guy was so angry that he wanted to beat him up when he heard the word 'Nico'. When he saw Shang Wen pull out a gun from under the counter, he immediately gave up.

"hey-hey! Dude, I'm sorry,

WTF are you doing?"

Shang Wen put the muzzle of the gun against his forehead, put his thumb on the trigger, and said viciously

"Sorry, it's late. I gave you a chance to leave just now. If you didn't take it yourself, don't blame me."

A black man with a question mark face.

Shang Wen leaned his head close to the other person and said with a grin.

"My gun is pretty good, right? The P1 pistol produced by Walter Manufacturing Factory in Germany is an improved version of the P38. In China, someone modified it into the one I have, a more famous modified model, its name is: Sly Gun."

Pah!

Gunshots rang out. The black man was shot in the head and fell to the ground with a thud.

Shang Wen said towards the small black alley outside.

"Frank, how long are you going to watch the fun? It's not your style to not help when someone is robbed."

A stocky white man stepped out of the shadows.

"It's just a little punk, obviously you can handle it. And anyone who sees a gun that shoots bullets from their butt will be stunned."

"If you like, I can give it to you. It's called the cunning gun. The first shot is fired from the back, the second shot is fired from the front, and then..."

"Never mind, it's a fun little gadget, but I like a more straightforward style."

Seeing that the other party was not interested, Shang Wen put the gun back casually, pointed at the black man's body and said

"Help me get rid of him. I know you have a way. This is the price you pay for watching the fun."

The strong man named Frank picked up the body with one hand and walked out of the door.

"Well, for the sake of saving my life, there was a construction site going on in Brooklyn, and I thought it would be a good idea to throw him into a concrete pillar and water it."

Shang Wen said to his leaving back.

"You make up your mind, Mr. Punisher"......

Yes, the burly white man in front of you is Frank Custer, the Punisher.

This is the Marvel world.

Shang Wen was thrown into this hellish place more than half a month ago. Someone who claimed to be a system told him that he was selected to participate in the internal test of [Super God Krypton Gold Lottery System-bete version]

"WDNMD, test it, get it for me in the Marvel world. My parents are still alive and have both a cat and a dog. I have decent jobs and a happy family. Who wants to come to this damn place?

And this is Marvel, it's Hydra, it's aliens, and from time to time a purple sweet potato spirit pops up and wants to do family planning. Isn't it good for me to eat melon and blow the air conditioner at home?"

The rules given by the system are also reasonable. 350,000 gold coins will be distributed to testers every month for lottery testing. There are no other additional conditions. The prizes drawn out are diverse and you can't think of anything you can't draw.

That one The cunning gun is from the movie Domestic Linglingqi, and is a prize won by a lottery. The prizes can even be sold to the system to exchange for more gold coins.

But Shang Wen only wants to go home, and no system can Well, I have no interest in time travel, so why not stay with my parents carefully?

Fortunately, there is nothing I can do about it.

The system description says that if all the gold coins of the month are spent at the end of the month, it will be regarded as If you voluntarily give up the test qualification, you can be sent home.

So Shang Wen has to go home and spend all these gold coins.

Today is the twenty-eighth day since he came to Manhattan, and the gold coins have been consumed according to plan. If nothing unexpected happens I’m going home in two days, so it’s good to think of this experience as a trip.

Didi didi~

The alarm clock on your phone rang, and the time was 24:00.

This was specially set up for the lottery. The cheating system actually has an anti-addiction system. , it is stipulated that the maximum number of draws can be twenty times a day, otherwise he would have spent all the gold coins without eating or drinking. However,

20 times a day is enough. The prize is 600 gold coins in one draw, and he can spend 12,000 gold coins every day. Once settled in 30 days, there is no problem in spending all 350,000 gold coins.

After today's 20 draws, a total of 348,000 gold coins have been spent. There is still 2,000 gold coins left to wait for another draw at 12 o'clock tomorrow night, which can be spent perfectly. Light, got home smoothly, great

"Jason, let's start the lottery."

"......"The system is not responding

"Well, system! Start the lottery."

A lottery interface appeared in front of Shang Wen, and the system began to ask whether to spend 600 gold coins for the lottery: Yes/No

"Yes, smoke, smoke, smoke quickly, it’s not smart to ask every time, can’t you optimize it?"

The three lottery wheels began to spin crazily. The first wheel decided the prize.

After a while, the wheel stopped with a click.

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Naturally, there are no good things to be drawn from such a cute little game like Animal Crossing: New Horizons , and Shang Wen no longer cares about the results.

The second wheel selects the prize type and the wheel stops

【Props]