Marvel's Psyker

Tony continued: "To be honest, I have heard similar rumors before. But I thought people like you were just made up by some whimsical novelist! I didn't expect that they actually existed in reality!"

Tony grabbed Lynch's shoulders and said to him eagerly, "Hey, how about you come and hang out with me?"

"what?"

Lynch froze for a moment, since Tony stepped forward to help him, he had envisioned several situations, but he didn't expect that Tony met him for the first time because he wanted to recruit him.

Tony thought Lynch was not happy, and continued to explain: "Just become my employee and work for me! I want you to be my personal bodyguard!"

Lynch thought it was a little funny. He turned his head to look at Happy who was waiting by the car in the distance, and pouted, "No! Don't you have a bodyguard?"

Tony let out a wry smile, "I believe it is impossible for you not to see it!"

"Although Harpy works hard and earnestly, he is also very reliable and trustworthy. I will always keep him by my side."

"But the problem is...sometimes, he really can't solve the problem! Just like today's situation!"

"So I need you!" Tony looked at Lynch expectantly, "How about it? Come? Money is not a problem! You can come and mention the number!"

Lynch stood where he was, with a thoughtful expression on his face.

Tony thought he was tempted, so he called Happy directly, and produced a checkbook and a pen.Taking advantage of Happy's broad shoulders, Tony swiped through the checkbook.

After writing, Tony tore off the check smartly and stuffed it into Lynch's hand.

"As long as you nod, it's yours."

Looking at the long series of "0"s on the small check, Lynch was stunned.

Tony took advantage of Lynch's shocked expression, and he swayed while the iron was hot: "And this is not an advance salary! It's just a small reward from the future boss! After joining the job, the salary will be calculated separately."

Tony raised his eyebrows, "How is it? Isn't it exciting?"

Listening to Tony's words, Lynch couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

Or, really promise to come down?

After all, the check in my hand is really tempting!

But after a long silence, Lynch still shook his head.

"Are you sure? Really don't think about it?"

Tony's tone was regretful, obviously disappointed at the failure of the recruitment.

Lynch resisted the temptation in his heart, and shook his head vigorously again.

"Really not! Thank you!"

Lynch gritted his teeth, turned his head away with difficulty, and stopped looking at the check in his hand.

He handed the check to Tony, "Thank you for your consideration! Mr. Tony Stark, but I have my own ideas, which are not here, so I'm sorry, we can't work together."

Hearing the determination in Lynch's tone, Tony sighed, "Well, what a pity!"

"It can be seen that you are a resolute person. It is not surprising that you insist on your own ideas. And you are also a very capable person. A capable person will shine wherever he is!"

"Thank you!"

Lynch and Tony shook hands.

But facing the check in Lynch's other hand, Tony didn't accept it.

"As I said, I don't like to accept things handed over by others! So you can keep this little guy for yourself."

"what?"

Lynch was a little surprised.

A check for five zeros!If you say no, you don't want it?

Are rich people so willful?

Tony waved his hand smartly, as if he really didn't care at all.

"Send it to you!"

"I don't like to owe favors to others! Since you don't want to work under me, then this little money should be regarded as thanks for saving me from that big man just now!"

Lynch wanted to say something more, but Tony pointed to Lynch's nose, his expression suddenly became serious.

"Don't say no!"

"I hate being rejected, it makes me feel unattractive. Not to mention you rejected me once!"

Looking into Tony's eyes, Lynch hesitated for a moment and put his hand down.

"I really need this more now, so... thank you, Mr. Stark."

"That's right!"

Tony laughed again and reached out to Lynch again.

"I haven't officially introduced you yet, have you? Tony! Tony Stark!"

"Lynch!"

Lynch stretched out his hand and held it tightly with Tony.

"Lynch... a very rare name?"

"Didn't you see it now?"

"Haha! Also!"

Patting Lynch on the shoulder, Tony still did not forget to bewitch. "If you change your mind, I'm always welcome!"

Lynch showed a helpless smile, "Then look forward to the day when we meet again."

After confirming that it was hopeless to recruit Lynch, Tony did not procrastinate and left soon.

Watching Tony's Audi disappear at the end of the road, Lynch flicked the check in his hand and let out a pleasant whistle.

"50 US dollars~ I can eat it for a while!"

Putting the check in his pocket, Lynch hummed and left the scene.

Soon, police support also arrived.

They tied and locked the rhino with thicker chains, then threw it into the back of a pickup truck and transported the man away.

The broken taxi was driven away by the returning driver, the blood on the ground was quickly washed away by the cleaners, and the surrounding pedestrians dispersed one after another seeing that the bustle had disappeared.

Everything returned to its original state in a short time.

But in a public restroom not far from the accident, Waylon was curled up on the floor of the innermost stall in the men's restroom, twitching.

At this time, Waylon was sweating profusely, his face was gloomy, his body twitched more and more, and occasionally he even let out a roar like a beast.

Waylon's skin turned dark green at a speed visible to the naked eye, and its texture became rough.

Waylon seemed to be suffering from great pain, and the howling sound from the depths of his throat was so distorted that it was not at all human-like.

Finally, tremblingly, he reached into his arms and took out a small medicine bottle from his pocket.

After trying several times, Waylon finally poured out a small white tablet from the medicine bottle and hurriedly put it into his mouth.

After swallowing the pill, Waylon felt significantly better.

He leaned limply against the wall of the toilet cubicle, panting, his clothes soaked in sweat, making him look like he just got out of a water tank.

Waylon rolled up the sleeves of his coat, and saw that layers of dark green scales on his arms under the clothes were gradually fading away, and soon completely disappeared.

"It's dangerous, it's dangerous, I almost missed it..."

Waylon seemed exhausted, closed his eyes, and fell asleep in the stinking public toilet cubicle.