Marvel's Journey Begins with Psychosis

This sudden scene not only shocked Zane who was sitting on the chair, but the stranger who had been sitting on the same couch with Roland just now and had not spoken had his hand lowered as well.

"You...Fake! Looking for death!"

Zane looked at the face that was almost standing upside down in front of him, finally reacted, and punched him in anger.

Unexpectedly, this punch actually hit.

"You... hmm? What's going on?"

Roland fell to the ground and covered his eyes. His unruly hair covered his entire face, looking very painful.

But he just stood up like nothing happened.

"You broke my eye and I have to pay for it."

"I'll pay you to die!"

He stood up directly. Maybe the punch just now gave him too much courage. Zane, who had never done anything by himself, didn't let the younger brothers standing behind him do anything. He rushed over and punched him again!

... Roland held his fist in his hand.

Apply a little force, click!

"Ah——! Fake! You..."

Lying on the ground with his hands covered, Zain was still cursing, and the boys finally came to their senses. One by one, they took out their knives, and one of them reached out to touch his lower back. However, before they could take action, they looked at The long-haired guy knelt down, showed a gentle smile, and grabbed Zane's other hand.

"Don't move, don't move, I'll be quick, quick..."

Click.

There was another crunching sound that made people's teeth hurt, and Zane's other hand was also broken off violently, and you could even see the shape of the broken bones poking into the skin from the wrist.

The guy with long hair is still smiling.

"Stop screaming. Otherwise..."

He pinched Zain’s mouth, pinched the lower half of his face hard, and turned it right up to face him.

"Otherwise, I'll crush your chin to pieces. Don't make any noise, okay? Goodboy."

He casually let go of his hand, took out a handkerchief from the pocket of Zane's purple suit jacket, and wiped his hands in disgust. Roland raised his eyes slightly and glanced at the several knives and a gun pointed at him beside him. He paid attention and lowered his head.

"You did three things wrong in total."

Roland stretched out three fingers and slowly bent one: "First, you have to be polite and queue up. I'm obviously sitting there, how can you have the nerve to ignore me? Am I not a human being? Am I a human being? Nah!!! Oh sorry sorry, I got a little emotional."

Taking his hands away from the other person's neck, Zane's rolling eyes turned around.

Roland put down another finger: "Second, why do you think you are wearing a purple suit? You are so thin and this suit is so big, it is easy for me to mistake you for someone else."

He drew two corners of Zane's mouth with his fingers. Roland shook his head in disgust and wiped his hands again: "You are simply insulting my idol."

Fu put down another finger: "Third."

He turned his head and looked at the guys sweating coldly: "I'm not wearing armor today. You shouldn't point a gun at me. This will make me too emotional and forced to protect myself."

room!

The huge transparent semicircular sphere expanded instantly, and everyone's hands relaxed. When they reacted, the things in their hands had been replaced by scissors, combs, water bottles and the like.

The Playboy magazine was in Roland's hand, the butterfly knife was in the barber's hand, and the gun was in the onlooker's hand.

Looking back at him, Roland said nothing. The man held the gun very steadily.

Turning his head, Roland continued to look at Zane, who was lying on the ground with a pale face, sweating profusely, and trembling all over. He was about to faint from the pain. He tilted his head and asked him a question.

"Whose subordinate are you?"

"We are Kingpin's people! You'd better..."

"Can you say that again."

Roland was answered by the guy with the gun just now. When Kingpin's name was mentioned, this guy's courage returned to his stomach, but as soon as Roland's eyes looked over, his courage disappeared again.

"Jin Bin, that's a very familiar name."

Reaching out and digging around in his arms, Roland took out a mobile phone and dialed the only number that was stored in the phone.

After a long time, the call was answered.

On the other side of the receiver, a deep and hesitant voice came: "...Roland?"

"Hey hey hey..."

Roland laughed twice without meaning, couldn't help but smile, and said slowly and in a low voice: "Did you think I was dead~"

After another long silence, Kingpin on the phone replied: "Did someone like me offend you again?"

"More than that~"

In the frightened eyes of the other party, Roland blinked at Zane, still smiling and said: “This subordinate of yours, named Zane, injured my eyes, broke my armor, and left me with a lot of A bullet hole.

Jin~bin. Can you pay me some medical expenses? "

"Roland."

"Ok?"

"Are you threatening me or blackmailing me?"

"Hahaha, of course that's what I said~"

"……it is good."

After a long silence, Kingpin said a good word and hung up the phone.

Roland, on his side, naturally nodded with satisfaction and took Zane's hand: "Good man! Good man! Thank you, thank you very much!"

Although Roland held his severed hand and kept shaking it, which hurt his heart, at this moment, compared to the gloomy outcome brought about by Jin Bin's anger that he would endure in the future, Zane felt that this pain was nothing. .

Heartbroken.

After wiping his hands with satisfaction, Roland looked politely at the man in front of him and found that he had dismantled the pistol into pieces and was looking at him blankly.

"You first?"

After hearing Roland's words, the man just stood up calmly, took a deep look at Roland, then placed the magazine with the bullet removed in his hand on the small table beside him, opened the door and left expressionlessly. here.

"Looks like I'm the only one left, that's good."

He stretched out his hand to the side, and a few seconds later, a trembling hand placed the barber's scissors on Roland's hand.

"get out."

Such an amnesty!

Those guys dragged Zane, who was already on the ground with a face as bright as gold paper, and ran out quickly.

Roland, who was already sitting on the chair, raised his chin and signaled to the barber: "Teacher Tony, I want a haircut that suits my vision and temperament. Is that okay?"

"Okay, okay, okay sir..."

Also trembling, the barber put a scarf around Roland.

…………

Twenty minutes later, with uneven hair on his head, Roland left the barber shop crying.

"Diaozhao!! Why do you open a barber shop with trembling hands! I shouldn't give you money! Diaoma!! You're so angry with me, you're so angry with me, you're so angry with me!"

No one leaves the barber shop smiling, including Roland.

Roland bought a hat casually on the roadside and put it on his head. Roland rode his bicycle to Tony's company.

"You're not allowed in? Do you need to make an appointment? Do you know who I am? I don't know, hehe, I didn't scare you, so it's okay. I'm sorry to bother you."

Roland walked aside dejectedly, took out his cell phone and called Tony.

"Way, yes, I...what do you mean, you are not in the company now. What time is it now? What do you mean bringing a hamburger. Who do you think I am? Just give me money, that's fine. Just ask someone to come. Pick me up, I'll be standing outside your company building, um, under the biggest cloud."

Putting down his cell phone, Roland walked out of the building calmly and raised his head: "Oh no!"

Quickly call Tony back.

"There are no clouds today! I'm waiting under the sun, that's all."