Evil System in Marvel - Chapter 7
Chapter 7 Jason’s Safe House
[Ding! Smash an egg of Anatoly and get 100 villains. Current progress: 1350/2000]
Damn it?
Jason couldn’t help laughing.
“Congratulations, Vladimir, your brother has become a great lone warrior!”
“Jason, stop!”
“I… I can compensate you, your house, and all your losses, I will compensate you, please don’t hurt Anatoly.”
Jason was unmoved: “Sorry, my loss can only be compensated by the lives of your brothers.”
“FUCK YOU!”
Jason shook his head helplessly, thinking that villian swear words were really barren, and I repeated these two sentences over and over again, can I have something new.
“Hey! Did you hear your brother’s wailing? Don’t hurry up and save him.”
boom!
A bullet hit Anatoly’s thigh, and the screams rang out again.
Jason’s marksmanship has improved a lot. This shot only hurt his muscles, not his arteries.
Anatoly’s screams made Vladimir restless.
He finally couldn’t help it, and ordered a man to go down and rescue Anatoly.
Stepping out of a safe passage at this time is no different from suicide.
The Mafia who was selected was a hundred unwilling in his heart.
But Vladimir squeezed his pistol and stared at him viciously. As long as he dared to say nothing, his head would be pierced by a bullet.
Recognizing his fate, he sighed, and the man slipped out of the safe passage, crawling forward against the ground.
He climbed carefully to Anatoly’s side, stretched out his hand and pulled his feet back.
On the white ground, a long and wide line of bright red blood was dragged out.
Jason looked at him coldly, the M4A1 in his hand had been aimed at him, but he did not rush to shoot.
When Anatoly was only two or three meters away from the safety exit.
boom!
A hot bullet penetrated the man’s head.
[Ding! Kill a mafia and get 100 villains, current progress: 1450/2000]
“Shit!”
Vladimir was so angry that he slammed his fist to the ground.
“Boss, this is Jason’s trap. He wants to lead you out. Don’t be impulsive.”
The remaining Mafia quickly persuaded.
The second child of the gang has been abandoned, and if something happens to the boss, their gang of mafia who has left their hometown will really be disbanded.
Vladimir certainly understood that this was Jason’s trick.
Reason told him to calm down and not be fooled.
But when he saw Anatoly’s pathetic appearance lying on the ground, dying.
His heart twitched for a while, and his heels didn’t follow his orders, and he wanted to go out.
Lying outside, but his brother.
Just when several people were in a stalemate, the roar of a police car came from a distance.
Ten minutes have passed since the explosion in the apartment, and these NYPDs really know how to fish.
The sound of the police car awakened Vladimir.
“Boss, the police are here, go quickly.”
Vladimir nodded.
With tears in his flushed eyes, Vladimir gave Anatoly a reluctant look, then turned and left.
Jason!
I took down this grudge.
Even if I fight this life, I will let you die!
………
Jason also heard the sirens.
He felt bad, and then shot Anatoly quickly.
“Vladimir, are you going to abandon your brother and run away alone?”
Even after firing a few shots, there was no response from the safe passage.
Vladimir ran away, and his fishing plan was completely bankrupt.
Sighing with a pity, Jason shot Anatoly in the head.
Then leave quickly.
[Ding! Kill Anatoly (character in the plot), get 500 villains, current progress: 1950/2000]
Jason walked quickly into a NIKE store, changed into the season’s new black sportswear and shoes, took a large backpack, stuffed the guns and ammunition into the backpack, and finally put on a baseball cap to hide from the employees. The passage leaves the mall.
[Ding! Steal other people’s property and get 10 villain points, current progress 1960/2000]
……..
Pushing open the door, the sky was as dark as ink, and the sound of police sirens in my ears became louder and louder.
Jason lowered the brim of his hat and hurried into the alley, hiding in the darkness.
There are too many pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and there are monitoring, Jason can only walk in dirty and wet alleys.
But alleys also have their disadvantages.
“Hey, friend, what’s in your bulging black bag?”
Three young people aged sixteen or seventeen appeared in front of Jason.
Hair was dyed colorful, metal pendants clinked, chewing gum in his mouth, and a dagger in his hand.
Jason lowered his head and put his backpack on the ground: “There are many good things, do you want to see it?”
“Of course! Get it out quickly.”
One of them threatened with a sharp knife.
“Don’t get excited, I’m taking it.”
Jason said, taking out a shotgun from his bag.
Trio:? ? ?
“Bernelli M4 Super 90 shotgun, semi-automatic design, can fire a variety of caliber shotguns, one shot can open a big hole in your chest, and the recoil is very low, and the sound is not loud. How about it, it is a good thing.”
“Oh, shit!”
The three screamed and ran away.
Seeing them running away in a hurry, Jason suddenly remembered his childhood.
At that time, he was like them, hiding in the dirty and smelly alleys, robbing passers-by who were alone.
The difference is that Jason did not hold a dagger, instead he held a loaded 9mm pistol.
In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.
Hey, time flies so fast.
Standing in place with emotion, Jason stuffed the shotgun back into his backpack, walked through three blocks and left the alley.
After changing three taxis along the way, Jason finally arrived at his destination.
A rental warehouse located on the west side of Manhattan, on the banks of the Hudson River.
Such self-storage and self-collection warehouses are cheap and convenient, and are very popular with Americans.
In a remote place, you can rent a 20-square-meter warehouse for only $80 a month.
And as long as you pay on time, no one will check you no matter what you deposit.
So Jason rented a 100-square-meter warehouse as his own safe house.
The location of the safe house has not been mentioned to anyone, not even Kingpin and Jason’s cronies.
He took out the key and opened the rolling shutter of the warehouse.
What you see is a pile of tattered furniture.
TV, sofa, dining table, chair, convenience food, drinking water…
At first glance, this is no different from most warehouses.
Close the rolling shutter and take out the flashlight from the drawer of the table.
Remove the piled furniture and turn out a dusty suitcase from the inside.
There are some clothes, guns and ammunition, driver’s license, passport, portable medical kit, mobile phone, twenty thousand dollars in cash…
People can’t help themselves in the arena, like this safe house, Jason has seven places.
Open the medical box and take off the blood-stained coat.
Jason sits on the sofa, medicines himself, disinfects, sews, and changes gauze.
His technique is even more proficient than many nurses in hospitals.