Blue Dragon in the Marvel Universe

"I'm telling you, that police officer is going to be in trouble. Guess what I saw? At noon, two guys in sharp suits knocked on the door of the police officer. Good guys, they took out their IDs as soon as they met. ! You don’t know, the police officer was so frightened that he almost knelt down and quickly welcomed the two people in."

On the street, a young black man dressed in punk rock style and with wisps of dreadlocks on his head was using his broken bellows-like voice and excitedly telling a group of gangsters about what he saw today. matter.

"Come on, cj, how do you know who those two people are? Maybe they just came here to take a look."

"That's right, besides, you just saw them taking out their IDs, but you didn't see what the IDs were. What if it was some kind of community promotion..."

"But if that note is really unlucky, then God bless us and our life will be a little easier..."

"I'm telling you, you are still too young and too stupid. Those two people who came to our door are definitely not ordinary people." The black gangster named CJ had a mysterious expression and whispered, "You know what they are doing Did the car come? Chevrolet Corvette C1! As far as I can tell, it’s still the first generation, but it still looks like new!”

As soon as these words came out, the gangsters burst into laughter. Originally, they were still dubious about CJ's words, but now they don't believe it at all.

"You should pay attention to the actual situation when lying, cj."

"That's right, the kind of car you mentioned is almost always in museums, right? Even if it's not there, it should be stored in some rich person's garage. Is there anyone who would drive it on the street?"

The little gangsters were taunting each other, making CJ's big black face turn red with anger. He scratched his neck and said loudly: "Then let's make a bet. I will take you to see it now. If it's really like what I said." Say, you all have to give me five dollars each!”

"Hey! I made a bet with you!"

"Go! Just go!"

"If you can actually see this car, I'll give you ten dollars!"

Just like that, a group of people turned noisily onto rd Street and walked towards Kanandi's small second floor.

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Phil Coulson has always been fond of collecting antiques, and this classic car, which looks exactly like the original Chevrolet Corvette C1, is his favorite. Moreover, this car is not just an "antique".

There are jet engines hidden inside its four tires, capable of vertical take-off and landing and low-altitude flight. It also has a flamethrower and the world's first global positioning system. It can be said that this car has transformed and is definitely better than today's Any sports car in the world needs to be cool.

Just when Kanandi was sending Coulson and Melinda out of the house, he happened to encounter this group of gangsters, who were salivating around Coulson's car. If they hadn't come out early, I'm afraid this group of lawless gangsters would have The gangsters all wanted to drive the car away.

"Don't touch Laura!" Seeing this, Coulson yelled.

These gangsters didn't know his background, and they were used to being arrogant. When Coulson yelled like this, he got even more angry. He had a bad temper, and he thought of slapping the car on the spot. , but they suddenly discovered that Kanandi also walked out with these two people...

Kanandi's reaction was very straightforward. He didn't even say a word of nonsense when faced with these gang of hooligans.

"roll!"

The gangsters immediately dispersed upon hearing the sound.

Although the security problems in Harlem are deep-rooted, several gangs whose territory is near Kanandi's home have basically dealt with Kanandi. Of course, some conflicts are inevitable.

But what happened next shocked the gangsters deeply. No one expected that this young policeman who looked harmless on the outside was actually such a ruthless character on the inside.

In the United States, killing a police officer is a very serious crime. In some states that still retain the death penalty, the proper punishment for killing a police officer is the death penalty. Although New York had just abolished the death penalty a year ago, the remaining power was still there, so when facing Kanandi, these gangs were very restrained and chose not to use firearms.

But even so, they also used some blunt weapons that could be seen every day, intending to smash Kanandi's "home" and give him a taste of the pain.

But what he didn't expect was that in the face of a dozen strong men holding blunt weapons, Kanandi was completely honest and put everyone to the ground without any expression. The worst one among them was because he was beaten anxiously and wanted to take out a gun to kill Kanandi. Then Kanandi snatched the guns away and then broke his arm to pieces. The muffled sound of breaking and the miserable screams of the person involved still echo in the hearts of those people.

At this point, all the gangs around rd Street had heard the news. There lived a policeman who was very good at fighting on the second floor of this small building. Although they were not afraid of him, due to his status as a policeman and his terrifying skills, the major gangs The gangster decided not to actively provoke him.

But harassment from some low-level gangsters who throw a brick into the house today and stuff a snake into the door tomorrow is inevitable.

But something strange happened. The gangsters didn't know where Kanandi had installed some secret surveillance video, or if there was a traitor among them. All the gangsters who had done little things to Kanandi, one of them was responsible. One, all were visited by Kanandi himself.

In addition to being asked for various damages and lost wages, there was also an unavoidable beating. Although Kanandi was very particular about his approach and there would be no serious sequelae, the pain in his vagina and the result that his face would be swollen like a pig's head for the next week were still quite scary.

Over time, no one dared to trouble Kanandi anymore, and because of these things, internal liquidation actions were triggered among the gangsters.

Of course, this has nothing to do with Kanandi. By now, the gangsters operating nearby all know that this cop who lives in the small shabby building on rd Street is not easy to mess with, so they are naturally afraid of him. , I walk around this area every day when I go out on the street.

After scaring away the gangsters, Kanandi smiled and sent Coulson and Melinda away. Watching the red classic car drive away, Kanandi's face showed satisfaction. smile.

Today's meeting can be regarded as clearing away his last concern about living in this world - SHIELD's attitude.

Generally speaking, Kanandi still likes his job in the New York Police Department. Therefore, a stable living status is what he has always wanted to maintain, and the attitude of SHIELD is related to whether he can put this into practice. Maintain your living conditions.

After this conversation, Kanandi could not guarantee that SHIELD would not interfere in anything. But at least, he can let SHIELD know that he has no malicious intentions and is willing to live a low-key life in compliance with ordinary people's social rules.

Yes, being low-key is a good thing...

Kanandi nodded with deep understanding, but a "gurgling" sound sounded in his stomach at the right time...

"It's time to eat…"

"I know! Me too!" Kanandi said angrily.

"If you make bread and eat it again...I will kill you..." Carol said weakly but full of resentment.

"...I've said it many times, there's nothing we can do about it!" Kanandi defended, "I can't roast those seagulls, right? They are mimicked by arcane elements, and there's no need to roast them. It smells..."

In the past few months in the arcane space, Kanandi and Carol have been eating and drinking magic bread and magic spring water made with food making techniques. Although they are full, the taste is the same. Later they both felt like vomiting from the smell of bread.

"...Forget it, let's not talk about that. What do you want to eat?" Kanandi patted his trouser pocket. Inside was the hundred yuan he had just stolen from Melinda.

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These gangsters were willing to admit defeat and reluctantly handed their money to CJ, which made him happy. But he still pretended to have a sad look on his face: "Oh, unfortunately, it doesn't look like those two people are here to cause trouble for the cop."

As soon as these words came out, this group of people all sighed.

But sigh, these little guys can't decide anything. It was almost noon, and the weather was slowly getting hotter. It was impossible for them to wander around the streets all the time, so they all went back to their houses to eat.

CJ was no exception. After making a lot of money, he seemed to want to open a meat restaurant, so he went all the way to a barbecue restaurant on the next street. But when he came to the door of the store, he suddenly turned around and looked at the people behind him. When he noticed that no one was paying attention to him, he turned around and walked into a dark alley next to the store.

The alley is a bit dark, and the small buildings on both sides completely block the sunlight here. It seems that this is a perfect place to do some shameful things.

And in this darkness, there are people who have been waiting for CJ for a long time...

"Mojijiji...are you a snail?" Kanandi slowly walked out of the shadows with a toothpick in his mouth.