I am a quality captain in American comics

Zhang Beijiang stared at the two-meter-high "refrigerator" in front of him suspiciously, and pointed at his nose.

"How about this, take a good look at me. Look at me, why do you think I can be a good teacher?

Oh, I see, you are actually a talent scout, right?

You want me to make that Woodpecker teacher-student movie? "

Zhang Beijiang gave a reasonable guess and completely ignored Ivan's twitching face.

Although this guy looks big, but so what, he is just a slightly stronger ordinary person.

When the fight started, it was three to seven. If he punched three times, the opponent would split open in seven seconds.

“I like you better, you look like you’ve read a book and you’re not so rigid.

Let's talk and I'll give you a reasonable price.

Of course, not to make that kind of movie, but to be a serious teacher. "

"I think you have some misunderstandings about me. You see, I am just a veteran who came back from the battlefield in Afghanistan and plans to open his own security company.

What do you think I can teach them? How to make barbecue? "

Zhang Beijiang's complaints were very accurate, but it was a pity that Big Ivan couldn't understand them.

"What did you just say?"

Big Iwan looked at Zhang Beijiang and asked. Zhang Beijiang didn't know which wire in this "refrigerator" was wrong.

But he still repeated it patiently.

"Hey, listen, I'm not going to teach them how to cook barbecue."

"Not this sentence, the above sentence. You said you wanted to open a security company? Did I hear you correctly?"

Zhang Beijiang stared at Da Iwan, and suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

"Listen, I will not accept any commission from you!"

"Hey! Boy, you can't refuse me. Because this is Big Ivan's request, and it is Big Ivan's legal request, and I also offered a very high price!"

"Fuck! Don't think that my bottom line can be shaken by money! I'm not that kind of person!"

"Three hundred thousand dollars per academic year. We will pay you an extra five thousand dollars for each kid who goes to college. Of course, if these kids are the children of us old guys, the bonus will be doubled."

"Damn it! Have you asked? My house only cost 70,000 US dollars. How can I refuse you, but how can I have the energy to hang out with those damn boys all day long?"

Zhang Beijiang said very tangledly.

"I don't care. You can form your own team. Didn't you set up a security company? How to form a team is your business."

The demeanor shown by Big Ivan was perfect, not at all as reckless as the first impression he gave people.

"I'm really curious about what you do. Ordinary gangsters don't seem to have such qualities as you."

Zhang Beijiang spoke in confusion, and the latter reached out and grabbed his golden hair, grinning widely and said.

"Hi, I'm an arms dealer, a Russian arms dealer. I'm good at dealing with government people, you know, those guys are tough."

Zhang Beijiang looked at this guy in surprise, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

"So, I can probably understand that you are inviting me to be the principal?"

"That's it for the time being. Although the procedures with the Education Bureau have not been completed, this is Hell's Kitchen. We don't need official recognition, we only need our own recognition."

"As you said, it's a pleasure to work with you."

Zhang Beijiang reached out and held Big Ivan's palm. The guy's hairy and extremely heavy palm looked like a bear's paw.

"Haha, I'm glad you can accept this commission. I've already prepared Gatling, God of Fire. I'm going to have people turn your house into a hornet's nest as soon as you shake your head.

So nice to work with and trust me, you're going to love these bunnies.

Moreover, we will not interfere with your positive teaching model. "

After Big Ivan said this, he opened the door of the Alpha car parked aside. In the large car, there was indeed a Vulcan Gatling as he said.

Zhang Beijiang felt a wave of fear in his heart.

It seems that just relying on his outstanding physical fitness no longer works in this damn place.

Maybe he should seek more power.

The top of all things doesn't quite meet his needs, but the bottom of all things is really not what he wants.

At the moment, he is destined to take the path of the physical body, so among the currently known physical powers, there are still a few that he likes.

One of them is Wolverine's regenerative abilities.

As for why he chose this ability, it wasn't because of how good it was.

But because this ability is easy to obtain, he remembered that the creation of Deadpool seemed to be artificially created.

Thinking of this, Zhang Beijiang stretched himself, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"The scumbag Stryker is hard to find, but it shouldn't be hard to find other guys. That guy named Ajax seems to specialize in making mutants to sell to dignitaries as bodyguards."

He quickly thought of a way, but in the process, he never thought of using Nick Fury's power.

In his opinion, Nick Fury is not a bad person.

It's just that the stance is different. This guy is definitely a good thing for the United States as a whole.

But to them individually, Nick Fury is simply a loan shark.

Any benefits you get from him or any favors you owe him will be repaid tenfold or even a hundredfold in the future.

In Zhang Beijiang's view, this was extremely uneconomical.

"Looks like we still have to deal with some big guys."

He sighed, turned his head and saw old Mike eating oats with a cup in his hands.

The latter's expression on his face was so natural, and his teeth started to itch when he looked at Zhang Beijiang.

"Hi, old Mike, good morning. I'm glad you are happy living here, but you also know that we are a capitalist country.

How the hell can you not go to work? "

When Old Mike heard this, his hands shook and he almost spilled his oats.

"I thought a young man like you wouldn't say such a thing, but I'm already retired, you know? The United States is the country that allows me to retire!"

Zhang Beijiang put his arm around his shoulders, leaned into his ear and whispered.

"I don't know if you have ever been to China, but there is a saying I agree with. It probably means live until you are old and work until you die.

Since you have retired, I will not sign a labor contract with you, nor will I buy you five insurances and one housing fund. "

“Do you have a fucking black heart? Do you know what you’re talking about?

This is illegal in our capitalist country! "

"What? This is fucking illegal in your place?"

Zhang Beijiang looked in disbelief, "Damn it, it seems I can't save costs. Well, I will sign a labor contract with you and then help you pay social security.

But from now on, you have to work as a fucking security guard for me. "