Fellow Daoists, Would You Like To Buy Gatling?

  Chapter 258 254.MAGA World (Part 2)

   "Give me a newspaper, thank you."

  On the streets of New York City, today is another peaceful day. The midterm elections have not yet begun, but the group of MAGA believers are as restless as the spring beasts.

  They affected many things and messed up many things, but they did not affect the business of this street newsstand.

  The boss who is here is not worried.

  He seems to have become accustomed to the deteriorating economic situation, and because this year is really troubled and difficult, it would be nice to be alive. What more money can he expect to make?

  But just as he finished his breakfast sandwich, a gentle voice sounded in front of the newsstand.

  The boss quickly wiped the food scraps from the corner of his mouth and looked up, and he saw a man in a casual suit and sunglasses, pulling out money from his wallet.

  "Give me some more bottles of water and two packs of paper."

  Jiang Xia handed over the smallest denomination money in his hand, the boss took it and looked at it, and said with dissatisfaction:

  "You young people, it's getting more and more weird. Go out to buy newspapers without change?"

   "No need to change."

  Lao Jiang picked up a newspaper, flipped it in front of him, and said without looking up:

  "I just came here for a trip with my family, but I booked a good tour guide and ran to participate in the parade. It was embarrassing to leave us here. I happened to be short of a local to tell me about the fun.

  Look, man.

  My daughter is waiting there. "

  He gestured his thumbs, and the boss looked over his fingers, and he saw Gu Miao in SpongeBob children's clothes standing next to a high-end commercial car.

  Waving a few banknotes, buying hot dogs to eat at the roadside stalls.

   "Your daughter is so cute, buddy."

  The boss is old and naturally likes children. With this narration, he also came to speak with interest. Looking around, the newsstand business is as bleak as ever.

  Anyway, I was idle and bored, just chat with this wealthy young man in front of me, as it was to pass the time.

   "You want to take your family to play, how come you come to this ghost place?"

  The boss of the newspaper booth complained:

  "There is an epidemic here. You can see that there are a lot less people on the street. A group of politicians patronize the votes and don't care whether we are dead or alive. Maybe you should take your baby girl and leave now.

  I heard that the east side is good, maybe you can go there to play. "

"I want it too."

  Lao Jiang turned over the boring sports page in the newspaper, and while watching the news in recent days, he said:

   "But my daughter is a superhero fan. I heard that there are so many weird guys in this city, so I took her to have a look.

  Are there many guys in costumes here? "

"many!"

The old man at the newsstand picked up his sandwich again, took a bite, and said vaguely:

   "It was enough before. There are these lunatics wandering on Merlin Street every night, and they can be seen on the street every other day, beating the bad guys into meat sauce.

  That is already a repertoire of this city.

  The people here are not surprised, and there are children who are ignorant, chasing them blindly. In the past, our ideal was to become a rocket expert or become a dentist to make money.

  Now these children, one by one, think about being heroes and beating bad guys.

  嘁. "

  The old man snorted disdainfully, and said to Lao Jiang:

  "If those heroes are useful, why do they need the police? If they are really powerful, why are there more and more bad guys? Last month, a group of lunatics robbed and criticized people in the bank.

  As a result, the group of **** ran in and messed up. It could have been saved, but in the end everyone died. The **** who rushed in to be a hero was also killed.

  For me to say, that is what it deserves! "

   "No one cares about them? Does Mr. President do not care? I think he will come."

   Jiang Xia looked at the news in front of her.

  It's called Isis Cubbon.

  The candidate chosen by the party he opposed was also an old man named Malmos Eisberg.

   "That President is a XXXX!"

  The old man with a gentle face just now, when he heard Lao Jiang mention the president, he suddenly became furious, and he cursed:

   "That mentally retarded person can do nothing but incitement! He has been on the stage for four years, and my income has dropped again and again. I used to be an office manager!

  Look at me now, I have fallen to this place and waited to die.

  Look at those tramps on the street again, **** it! In four years, there were twice as many homeless people in this city! What is he doing? He is still inciting those lunatics whose brains are not enough!

Grass! Why not come here with a super criminal and kill that idiot in one shot! "

   "Relax, buddy."

   Jiang Xia glanced at the angry old man. He picked up the newspaper in his hand, pointed to the news on it and said:

  "Don’t you still have him? Mr. Malmos, who fought against President Isis, is said to be a traditional politician or a superhero?

  It says that his superpower is to make people around him lose their minds and drowsy when he speaks. Is this true? "

"of course it's true."

  The old man stuffed the last bite of the sandwich into his mouth, glanced at the newspaper, and said helplessly:

  "This is why Malmos never speaks on television. His superpowers can even be spread on television, and our mentally handicapped president happens to be the best at incitement.

  The election has not yet begun, Malmos’s party has fallen into a disadvantage.

  But they also have a way.

  Their political party advocates the harmonious coexistence of superheroes and ordinary people, and promised that after he takes office, it will relax the control of superheroes.

  It's a mess!

  But with this hand, Malmos also won the support of most superheroes and their star fans. Hey, this election is very interesting.

  I just waited to watch the excitement. "

   "Darling, isn't it okay?"

  Lao Jiang and the old man were chatting, when they heard a call from behind, Ruyue rolled down the car window, she wore sunglasses and drew her hair in a style, calling out in a standard London tone:

   "The friends in the car are waiting anxiously, they urgently need a place to rest, everyone is very tired."

"Wait a mininute."

   Jiang Xia made a posture for a while and looked back at the old man. The latter blinked and whispered to Lao Jiang:

   "Is that your wife?"

   "I think, but she is a girl with personality."

   Jiang Xia showed a helpless expression, and said regretfully:

   "That's my secretary."

   "You really have you, buddy."

  The old man showed the compliment among men, and gave Jiang Xia a thumbs up. Lao Jiang chuckled, and picked up the newspaper and several bottles of water and tissues he bought.

  He said to the old man:

  "You are a good tour guide. I know almost everything I should know. Besides, you said before that there are the most superheroes on Merlin Street, right?

  It seems that I have to take my daughter around there. "

"do not go!"

  The old man immediately warned seriously:

   "That place is not for a decent person like you, man, listen to my advice, the farther away from that ghost place, the better, the security there is very poor, and there are gang members everywhere.

  There are many superheroes, but there are also many criminals.

  You have such a cute daughter, such a beautiful secretary, as long as you go there, you will be spotted immediately.

  The policemen in the city who can only empty their magazines do not patrol there at all. When you get into trouble, you can only pray to God. "

   "Hmm sounds like a good place."

   Jiang Xia pursed her mouth, took another piece of money from her wallet, handed it to the old man, and said:

   "Take it as a reward for this kind reminder, thank you, man, I should go, see you next time."

   After finishing speaking, Jiang Xia brought water and newspapers, and called out Gu Miao who was eating the third hot dog, got into the car, waved to the old man, and closed the window.

  The next moment, he looked back at the back seat.

  The young superhero guy **** there looked horrified. Liu Hui, who was biting the paw of the hot dog, put it on his neck. With a gentle pull, he would immediately hang up.

  The comatose criminal was thrown on the ground. Fortunately, Jiang Xia's kick just now didn't make a decisive decision, otherwise it would be more than just breaking his breastbone.

  Look at his appearance, if he is not treated, I am afraid that he will die in the car.

  However, the criminal man provided Lao Jiang with this better business car, so the benevolent Jiang Xia decided to spare his life.

   "Do you have a stronghold? Kid."

  Lao Jiang took off his sunglasses and looked at the scared young man. He said:

  "Don’t you superheroes have their own strongholds? For example, bat caves or something, you seem to be in this business for a long time, right?

  Lead the way.

  Let’s take a tour, the secret base of superheroes. "

   "Liu Hui, it will be dark for a while, you and Ruyue will go to get the star array back."

  As the vehicle started, Lao Jiang, while turning the steering wheel, said to the two in the chip communication:

   "Don’t take a break, come back immediately when you get the star array. There are some powerful people in this world who call themselves heroes. Don’t take it lightly."

——

   Jiang Xia was very disappointed.

  He was out of luck. After catching a wild rookie hero, he found the kid’s secret base, which was the basement of his house.

   Fortunately, this guy lives alone, so Jiang Xia will not be in trouble.

"boom"

  The dying criminal was roughly thrown on the table tennis table in the basement. Jiang Xia took off his coat, unbuttoned his shirt, and rolled up his sleeves.

  A flash of light on the ring on his right hand, and a set of treatment tools for wasteland jumped into his hand.

  It’s very easy to use. Inject the polymer treatment solution near the wound and leave the rest.

  As long as it is not dead, the wound will heal automatically.

  Behind him, the rookie hero has been loosened.

  Gu Miao in SpongeBob children's clothing, holding a gun in his hand, sitting on a chair, behind the young man, holding a seafood pizza in the other hand, eating with relish.

  At this time, from the perspective of this young man, in the dim lights of the basement, the old river facing him was using a crude way to "treat" the criminal.

  The back figure projected in the light gave Lao Jiang an aura of a villain inadvertently.

  The young man shivered with fright.

  He felt that he had encountered a legendary super criminal.

   is still the most terrifying, the most fierce, the kind with weird superpowers, and his heroic career is about to end at the beginning.

   "What is the pestle doing there?"

   Jiang Xia shook off the blood in her hand and whispered:

  "Don’t introduce yourself? Kid. Tell me, what is your ability? How did you get this ability? And, information about you superheroes.

  Say it.

  Everyone's time is precious and should not be wasted randomly.

  I’m listening. "

  (End of this chapter)