Evil System in Marvel - Chapter 22
Chapter 22 Franklin’s first kill
Heavy trucks loaded with 52 high-end motorcycles are driving on suburban roads at a speed of 100km/h.
Far away, a Honda S2000 followed it.
【Ding! Trigger task: [Running car robbery], task reward: 1000 wicked points.】
[Mission Introduction: As a big villain, we must not let go of the immediate benefits, kill the speeding party, and take away the motorcycles they have stolen hard.]
Franklin held the steering wheel with one hand: “Boss, when will you start?”
Jason took out the M4A1 carbine from the back seat: “Get started now, there are few vehicles here, and it will be troublesome to wait for the Speedy Gang people to have a lot of eyesight.”
He stood up slightly from his seat and put the muzzle on the windshield, and the advantages of the convertible were brought into play.
“The car should be more stable.”
Franklin squeezed the steering wheel with both hands to minimize body shake.
Jason squinted and aimed at the rear wheel of the heavy truck.
Bang bang bang!
After three consecutive shots, the rear wheel of the heavy truck punctured and the car shook violently.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
A harsh brake sounded, and the truck’s tires drew green smoke to the right and stopped on the side of the road.
Jason put the gun away: “Slow down and get closer.”
Franklin stepped on the brakes lightly, and the car’s speed dropped.
In the cockpit of the truck, two Speedy Gang members got out of the truck with shotguns to check.
“Shit! A puncture.”
The driver scolded: “There are jacks and spare tires on the truck. Take them down and replace them quickly. Don’t waste time.”
Everyone in Speedy Gang is a good player in the car.
With the concerted efforts of the two, the tires were changed in five minutes.
At this moment, Franklin drove up slowly.
Jason stuck his head out of the car and asked, “Hi, buddy. Need help?”
“Fuck off! Just take care of yourself.” Speedy Gang threatened with the shotgun tightly.
Jason smirked and drew back.
Just when the two turned their heads, Jason took out a Glock 20 from the front armrest box, before they could react, quickly pulled the trigger.
Bang bang bang!
The bullet smashed the bones of the elbows of the two and stuck in the muscles.
Their arms softened and the shotgun fell to the ground with a snap.
Speedy Gang scolded and tried to run.
Jason raised his hand and shot him firmly in the back of the head.
Pounce on the street.
[Ding! Kill a speeding party and get 100 villains. Current progress: 1915/4000]
Jason’s marksmanship made the driver cut off the idea of running away, and quickly knelt on the ground begging for mercy.
“Please, don’t kill me.”
Jason got out of the car and asked, “Franklin, you probably haven’t seen blood.”
Seeing blood in his mouth refers to murder.
Franklin shook his head.
“As a gangster, you can never grow up without seeing blood. This person is left to you.”
Jason asked Franklin to take action. In addition to training his guts, he also wanted to do an experiment.
Franklin’s expression was a little weird.
Jason’s expression sarcastically: “Afraid?”
Franklin spread out his hands and said he was wronged: “Boss, you must at least give me a gun.”
Jason took out a military dagger from his pocket and threw it to him: “Killing with a gun is far better than using this excitement, let’s do it.”
Franklin drew out his dagger, and the sharp blade glowed coldly under the reflection of the moonlight.
He silently cheered up in his heart, then kicked the driver to the ground and pierced his back into his heart.
The driver did not die on the spot and began to struggle violently.
Franklin sat down on his back, pulled out the dagger, and plunged it into the back of his neck again.
After stabbing seven knives in a row, the head and body were about to separate, and blood gurgled out from the back of the neck.
After the driver struggled for a while, there was no movement, and the asphalt pavement was stained red with blood.
[Ding! The fellow party ‘Franklin Clinton’ kills a Speedy Gang member and gets 100 villains. Current progress: 2015/4000]
Jason was right.
The villain value obtained by the party will be returned to Jason’s account.
In the same way, the prestige they gained should also be counted as his prestige.
Franklin stood up, splashed with blood, his breathing became rapid.
Jason, who stood by, calmly analyzed.
“The action is too rough, just like a street gangster. Remember to practice more in the future.”
He calmly said creepy words.
Time is running out, too late to give Franklin a chance to breathe.
The two threw the body into the grass beside the road and set off again.
Franklin drove the heavy truck ahead, and Jason drove the Honda s2000, keeping a distance of seven or eight hundred meters from him.
With the hood closed, Jason drove while calling Morgan.
“Hey! Mr. 15 million dollars, how are you doing recently?”
Jason leaned on the seat and shrugged: “Not bad, isn’t it, how about you?”
Morgan said cheerfully: “Thanks to you, the New York underground world is panicking. In order not to be approached by you, the scourge, big and small gangs are beginning to hoard supplies.”
“Pistols, rifles, heavy machine guns, grenades, landmines, body armor… the sales of all weapons and protective gear have skyrocketed, and my business has nearly tripled in this period of time.”
“Then congratulations. I have a business here I want to talk to you.”
“A batch of high-end motorcycles.”
“God! It’s not the batch of motorcycles stolen by the Speedy Gang, right?”
In addition to selling weapons, Morgan also sells intelligence, and he instantly thought of a recent news.
Jason admired: “As expected of a black market businessman, the information is really well-informed.”
“Jason, you won’t really want to wipe out all the New York gangsters.”
“I’m not interested in New York gangs. I’m only interested in money. Whoever has valuables in hand, I will deal with whomever, also includes you.”
“OMG! You guy is crazy.”
Without the chain of Kingpin, Jason completely became a lion who broke free of his cage, hungry, wounded, cruel, the kind of catching whoever eats.
The sky in New York may really change.
Morgan felt a headache. He couldn’t stand the toss when he was old, and just wanted to do business safely.
“Speak? Do you want this batch of goods? Don’t I want to find someone else.”
“Yes! Of course! Just like you said, don’t have trouble with money.”
“That’s good, 52 high-end motorcycles, valued at 5 million U.S. dollars, you can make a price.”
Jason kept asking prices without changing his face.
“Ha ha ha…”
There was a sly in Morgan’s voice: “Jason, you actually hit me with an abacus. According to my intelligence, the total price of that batch of motorcycles definitely does not exceed 4 million.”
Jason pretended not to know: “Well, it seems that my appraiser is unprofessional. Even if you are 4 million, you have been an old friend for so many years.”
Morgan is not too entangled in this matter.
When doing business, it’s always asking prices and paying back.
Jason felt a surge of anger.
“It’s the industry’s rule to cut a black car in half. You old thing treat me as a fledgling rookie? Or think that I, Jason, have fallen in love and want to take the opportunity to kill me!”
Morgan unhurriedly explained: “The rule is indeed to cut in half, but they are bikes of Speeding Party.”
“I accept this batch of bikes, it is tantamount to being an enemy of the Speeding Party.”
“If someone finds out some clues, I will also be very troublesome.”