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Wade suddenly turned over and knocked Vanessa to the ground. He raised his fist and was about to smash it down.

"Got you, you son of a bitch!..."

"Is she your little bitch?"

Vanessa lovingly caressed the pit on Wade's face

"Oh, my dear...it must hurt..."

When Wade discovered that the person under him was Vanessa, he jumped up suddenly and covered his face in panic.

"No, what Wade...I don't know...Fan...Ms., did you admit the wrong person..."

Vanessa stood up and gently pulled away Wade's hand covering his cheek.

"Baby, I don't care...Besides, it's better if you are ugly, otherwise I will always worry that some unknown bitch will jump out and steal my heart..."

"Okay, let me see...let me feel your pain...I'm sorry I couldn't bear this with you, Wade."

Vanessa talked nonchalantly, tears welling up from her eyes, washing away the makeup she had smeared on her face carelessly when she went out.

"Why don't you tell me, honey...what kind of pharmaceutical company...they don't look serious at all."

"I'm scared, Vanessa..."

Feeling the familiar scent of the past, Wade was a little tired and was held in Vanessa's arms.

"You are so kind...I don't want to leave you early, my baby."

He cooed, like a child greedy for breast milk, and buried his head deeply in Vanessa's arms, breathing greedily.

"When I was locked up in the experimental warehouse, I thought about you every moment..."

"Excuse me, did you take a second to think about me?"

Mole interrupted as if he was full, and was immediately punched hard by John until he curled up on the ground.

"Oh, of course, I missed you too, Brother Flathead..."

"Thank you... thank you... I am... a mole..."

The mole lay on the ground uncomfortably, breathing heavily.

"If we want to reminisce about old times, we'd better go back and do it again..."

The tender scene between the two of them was interrupted by Mole. Seeing that both of them were somewhat awake, John clapped his hands and waved a few people towards the car.

"This place is too eye-catching. The spies will come here soon... We have to go."

Wade nodded, pulled Vanessa and walked towards where John pointed.

Although he was very confused about who this obviously underage child was and why he had the power to knock out a mole with one punch.

But he also knew now was not a good time to ask questions.

Wade, who was halfway there, seemed to notice something. He let go of Vanessa, turned around and walked back quickly, ignoring Mole who stretched out his hand to ask for help. He walked straight towards Ajax's body. , spitting fiercely at the corpse.

"Fuck you, whipper!"

"Wade..."

Vanessa called him helplessly.

"DNA..."

"It's okay, Miss Vanessa."

John shook his head at Vanessa, telling her not to worry.He pulled out the wand with his backhand.

"Fire... raging..."

...

no response.

Wade looked at him with a strange look on his face, turned around and prepared to find something to burn the body.

"Well, there are always surprises in life..."

John murmured in a low voice, concentrating on recalling Lao Ge's tone when he recited the incantation.

"Burning flames!"

Bang!

A ball of flame suddenly exploded from Ajax's body, quickly spreading throughout the body.

“Jesus’s fucking Christmas poop…”

"Okay, Mr. Wilson, go back first."

Thanks to the copying ability of the Sharingan, John can always perfectly replicate the magic spells Lao Ge used on his body movements.But chanting mantras has always been his flaw.

It was as if his mouth was cursed to never follow his brain's lead.

Fortunately, he could still use it with difficulty after using it a lot, but he certainly couldn't keep up with other wizards... Of course, his life-killing curse was fully charged.

...

Wade was driving the car on the way back, and the young couple stayed in the cab and made love to each other. A breakup was better than a wedding.

He drove Mole into the carriage to keep John company.

"Why can you tolerate them showing affection in front of you?"

In the carriage, Mole gently rubbed his still aching abdomen and asked with some confusion.

"Because I also have a fiancée... It's just a comparison of feelings."

"You? Fiancée?!"

Mole exclaimed.

"Don't you think anyone cares about your puppy love?!"

"What age is this, Uncle Abandoned Mansion?"

John rolled his eyes, scorning the mole.

"First, I am not an uncle, I am only 25 years old... Second, I am now the owner of a bar... I achieved financial freedom when I was 20 years old!"

"Ha...a bar that sells industrial alcohol...and the owner who stays in the store every day...you must not have many opportunities to spend money, after all, your store looks old enough."

"That's because I have a lot of taxes to pay and a damn mortgage to pay!"

Mole scratched his messy hair angrily.

"You don't know how ruthless the IRS is... a full [-]% of the annual interest rate! I still have to use the remaining [-]% to pay off the mortgage in Queens..."

"Forget it...a flower in a greenhouse like you won't understand..."

"If you fart, hurry up! Don't go around in circles."

John couldn't bear to see his coy look.

"Okay, okay...as you can see...my bar is quite popular, right?"

"Well, I saw it...you raise your arms and a lot of fools jump out and get beaten."

"That's not important...the location is not bad, right?"

"Indeed, you are caught in the middle of several gangsters... Fortunately you are in the mercenary business, otherwise those bastards would have emptied your wallet."

"That's right, I have always had a good eye. I spotted this good location at a glance... Okay, okay, let me get down to business."

John's gaze successfully reminded Mole of what he wanted to say.

"Seriously, man...are you interested in participating in individual stocks? With your strength, I can expand this scale countless times...we can make a lot of money together!"

"Let me be a thug?"

"No, no, no...why are you a thug? This is called fist investment!"

"I'm sorry, man, I probably won't be able to spare the time to take care of this place in the past few years..."

"But I can buy shares with US dollars and hire a security team for you..."

Mole's expression became brighter to the naked eye... In his impression, wizards were all rich men who could turn rocks into gold.In Meijian, the power of money is actually not much weaker than fists.

"But the premise is that I hold the shares and you become the store manager."

John waved the Mole's hand to stop interrupting.

"To re-introduce myself, my name is John Stark Wick... Tony Stark is my biological uncle... I am not used to being someone else's employee."