Open the treasure chest in the comic world

The vampire archduke was wearing fur, long, tsk, in short, have you ever seen Voldemort wearing a mink coat, with veins all over his face? He looks like that, you can use your imagination as much as you want. As for Norma, all she can say is, are they indeed father and son?

But Wood didn't have time to enjoy their family ethics drama here. The blur was lifted, and the black combat boots made a crisp "click" sound when they stepped on the marble floor. The father and son, who were at war with each other, turned their heads at the same time when they heard the voice and looked at Wood who suddenly appeared, with vigilance and murderous intent in their eyes.

"Norma the Vampire Archduke"

Wood asked looking at the two of them, his tone was relaxed and he didn't seem to take them seriously at all.

"Who are you"

When had the two ever been questioned in such contempt and anger?

"Looks right."

Wood looked at the two people's reactions and knew that he was right.

Wind escape pressure damage

A strong wind came, and the wind contained countless wind blades and swept towards the two vampires.

puff

The sound of being cut was heard, and the two vampires were cut into pieces without even having time to react. The hearts and brains were damaged, and the two vampires died on the spot, turning into ashes and dissipating in the wind.

"Who was the last person whose ashes I spread?"

Wood looked at the scene of ashes flying in front of him, which looked familiar.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing the mission and receiving the reward: permission to use the casting platform once."

That night, in Nick Fury's office.

"The matter has been resolved. All the vampires and their leaders in Hell's Kitchen have been killed. Only a few mutated vampires are still wandering. You can kill them all by setting a trap with blood as bait."

Wood sat on the sofa and talked about the results of his mission calmly.

"This"

Nick Fury and Coulson beside him were speechless as they listened to Wood's report and the mission intelligence collected by other agents in front of them. This efficiency is terrible. Within 24 hours of accepting the mission, all the vampire leaders died. It can be said that the riot caused by the vampires is over.

Although Wood destroyed three buildings and five streets this time, there were basically no casualties, and the money confiscated from those vampires who have lived for hundreds of years is not a small amount. It is enough for you to make up for these losses, and there is not much more. Less wealthy. This was after Wood had taken away some antique calligraphy, paintings, jewelry and other things in advance, otherwise the amount would have been doubled.

"This Wood is amazing."

After Wood left, Nick Fury sighed.

"But what he did was too rough and caused a lot of damage. And according to our investigation, the guy he joined forces with this time was not a good person."

Coulson couldn't stand Wood's rough handling. This was just because of his inner justice, but he still admired Wood for being able to resolve the matter so quickly and reduce greater losses.

"I know, but he still saved hundreds of thousands of lives in Hell's Kitchen. Otherwise, if the military was dispatched, the damage would be immeasurable."

The conversation between the two stopped. Wood had made a great contribution this time, and they must also show their due attitude. Now Wood has left an impression on the US government and military. After all, American satellites are not vegetarian, and Wood There is no intention to hide it.

A week later, Wood took Rayquaza and the others for a ride in the car. They were driving on the highway in California. Gabumon stuck his head out of the car window to blow in the wind, while Rayquaza stuck his upper body out of the sunroof and felt the wind. The smell of wind.

After solving the vampire riot, Wood began to wander around, which was like fulfilling his dream of traveling in his previous life. Now Wood is driving his car on the highway in California, surrounded by yellow sand. Although it is desolate, it has a different feel. of beauty.

"Buzz"

The roar of the engine came from behind, and a series of six cool sports cars passed by Wood's car. Because Wood had cast illusions on Rayquaza and Gabumon that distorted human senses, they did not notice that Wood's car had anything. What a difference.

One of the black American muscle cars looked elegant and elegant, facing the front of Wood's car and driving backwards. Wood took a look at the man and found that he was a strong, bald white man. He noticed Wood's gaze and showed a bright smile.

This is not a provocation, it is just a friendly greeting from the American speedsters to add a little fun to the travelers on their long journey. Wood knew they had no ill intentions, so he also extended his thumb and then hit the accelerator to indicate that he wanted to run with them for a while.

Realizing Wood's intention, the bald man smiled even happier, turned the steering wheel sharply, turned the car around, resumed normal driving, and then stepped on the accelerator and rushed out. Listening to the roaring sound of the engine, Wood could conclude that it must have been carefully modified.

But Wood is not to be outdone. Although his car is not modified, it is also produced by S.H.I.E.L.D., and Wood can't figure out how many black technologies are in it. So although Wood is not a professional sports car, he is not empty at all. I put my foot down on the accelerator and jumped out.

Seeing Wood's sudden burst of speed, others also became interested. They didn't expect that a random person on the road would have such a good car.

"Buzz, squeak"

The roar of the engine and the screeching of tires could be heard on the empty interstate. Although Wood knew how to drift and corner, he was still far behind these professional speedsters. But Wood's car was good. Straight-line acceleration, braking, and even tire grip were much better than these carefully improved vehicles. However, Wood still lost. Although he did not fall behind, he still fell in last place.

This is understandable. After all, in addition to speed, this car also pursues factors such as sturdiness and safety. Facing these specially modified sports cars driven by professional drivers, it still falls short.

"crunch"

Several cars rushed down the road and stopped in the sand. A few people had just had fun running and planned to get to know each other.

"Hello bro, I'm Dominic, you can call me Dom."

"Brian."

"Letty."

"Mia"

""

When Wood heard these names, he didn't realize for a moment why they sounded so familiar.

"Hello everyone, I'm Wood."

"Invite the host to complete the task:

Drag race with Dominic and win.

Mission reward: One ordinary designated treasure chest has been locked as a vehicle, and the number is one.

Failure penalty: None. "