Overwatch Heroes Mixed With Marvel

“Where Old Saw Free-Falled in New Mexico”

On the private plane, Wang Dalong frowned.

He didn't expect that the Scarlet Witch's last appearance would be there. Could it be that there is something unique about New Mexico that makes people with super powers like to run there?

"There won't be any aliens coming this time."

Tony touched the mustache on his chin and said with lingering fear.

He didn't want to pick up another alien and take it back.

"No, there won't be aliens."

Wang Dalong patted his chest and promised, the most he can do is a giant robot.

He said the second half of this sentence in his heart.

"But it doesn't matter if you come over."

Tony muttered to himself, his eyes subconsciously glancing at the back of the plane.

Sol still leaned back on the chair like a salty fish, with his hands folded in front of his chest.

"Stop pretending to be dead, let's discuss things."

Wang Dalong pushed Suo Xianyu, and the smile on his face made the God of Thunder feel a little scared.

Whenever he smiles like that, it's definitely up to something bad.

Sure enough, when Wang Dalong uttered his first words, Saul knew that he was going to be unlucky.

"This time is a good opportunity for you to show off."

"What do you want me to do?"

Thor looked indifferent. He couldn't be beaten to death anyway, and he would only suffer a little pain, so he didn't care.

As the saying goes, life is like rape. Since you can't resist, just enjoy it.

Sol has already understood the essence of this sentence.

"Actually, it's nothing. If you encounter danger, you have to go first."

"By the way, my opponent this time is a girl."

Sol was happy when he heard it. Girls are good, they are easier to deal with than big men.

"You will be paid one hundred dollars a day, starting from today."

The price Wang Dalong gave was the standard price for mercenaries in the world, and it was even higher.

When he heard about one hundred dollars a day, Saul's dull eyes suddenly became energetic.

That’s a thousand dollars for ten days. How much does he earn in a month cleaning tables?

After fooling Sol, the plane has arrived.

This time Wang Dalong didn't bother SHIELD.

To be honest, he was actually not very happy to deal with that black-headed guy. The guy was too scheming, and he would be tricked to death if he wasn't careful.

To take a step back, asking others to help is a favor owed.

As the old saying goes, money debts are easy to repay, but love debts are hard to repay. This is what it means.

So this time, Wang Dalong could only rely on his own strength to find it.

It's still the same hotel, and the boss is still the same boss.

After collecting the money, the hotel owner raised his cloudy eyes from behind his reading glasses, and an old voice sounded softly: "Why are these three guys here again, revisiting the old place and reliving old dreams? The world is getting worse."

As he spoke, the boss sighed, shook his head and continued to read the yellowed old newspaper in his hand.

"How are you going to find it?"

In the room, Tony flicked the tablet in his hand.

"You won't just let the three of us find it. How long will it take to find it?"

On this trip, there were only three of them, not even an assistant.

"That's nonsense you said."

Wang Dalong rolled his eyes at him. Three people are looking for someone in the same state. How long will it take to find them?

"Someone will help find it.

He raised the phone in his hand and messages were being sent.

"These were informants in New Mexico."

"informant"

Tony was stunned. When did this bastard develop an informant? Why didn't he know about it?

"Yes, I asked you to set up a watch charity foundation for me. These people are all beneficiaries, most of them are homeless people, and they can be found in every corner of the United States."

"tramp"

Tony's eyes widened.

"Yes, this is much easier to use than your crappy satellites. Think about it, satellites can only observe the surface of the earth. What about underground areas such as subway stations and underground garages? Even if there are monitoring probes, there are still blind spots."

"However." Wang Dalong took a breath and continued, "The homeless are different. You don't understand their organizational structure."

"They have a manager in each area, who plays the same role as a leader. The homeless people under him have their own territories, so the entire city is under their watch."

After hearing these words, Tony couldn't help but feel guilty.

In the past, he often played "fancy games" with some beauties in the underground garage. Now that he thought about it, maybe there was a pair of eyes watching them next to him.

"Oh, I remembered, I seem to have some information here, related to you, action love short drama."

Wang Dalong said casually.

"Delete it all," Tony blushed and roared angrily.

"Hey, you're still in a hurry. It's just a joke. Why are you so anxious? There's nothing shameful about it."

Tony snorted and made some coffee.

If he gets involved with this little bastard, he will lose twenty years of his life.

For the sake of his own life and the benefit of more women, Tony decided to cultivate his moral character and ignore this little bastard.

"Hey, there's news."

Before all the messages were sent, a reply came.

"Someone saw her in the town two days ago, but there has been no news since."

Tony finished his coffee and stood up from his chair.

"What are you waiting for?"

"Where to go"

"Looking for someone"

“Where to find it”

"This"

Wang Dalong covered his head, feeling like he was seeing a ghost.

He is obviously a very intelligent person, but why does he just not understand sometimes?

"If you want to find it, just go find it."

Wang Dalong waved his hand helplessly, telling Tony to do whatever he wanted and he didn't want to care anymore.

Tony stood still for a moment, then sat back on the chair.

After playing with the phone for a moment, Wang Dalong seemed to feel something and called Tony out of the room, leaving Sol alone in the room.

"what are you doing"

Tony straightened his messy hair and said dissatisfied.

"I advise you to go back and do your hair again. When the wind blows, it will be messy again."

Wang Dalong changed the topic and never mentioned the reason.

"I'm really impressed by you. I like to visit second-hand markets like this when I have nothing to do."

Tony wrinkled his nose, and an ancient and decaying smell rushed into his nostrils.

"There are a lot of good things in the second-hand market."

Wang Dalong walked by the various stalls with great interest, his eyes scanning the dull old things one by one.

This is a small second-hand market in New Mexico.

"For example, this."

Wang Dalong raised his voice slightly and raised a silver short knife in his hand.

"This is made of silver"

Tony asked in a slightly exaggerated tone: "Can you kill vampires?"

"you guess."

Wang Dalong stroked the fine patterns on the scabbard, and his heart beat faster.

I didn't expect to encounter such a treasure by such a coincidence.

"Boss, how much does this fruit knife cost?"

A slightly frivolous tone sounded in the boss's ears.

The pot-bellied boss rubbed his confused eyes: "Are you kidding me, fruit knife? This is the holy dagger that stabbed Count Dracula to death."

The fat boss, who was still in a daze at first, suddenly became excited after seeing the object in Wang Dalong's hand.

"This is a sacred weapon, do you understand?"

"Holy Artifact"

Wang Dalong threw the silver-white dagger in his hand.

"The sacred vessels are not enshrined in the Vatican, but are being sold here to you to bluff me."

The fat boss carefully looked at Wang Dalong's appearance.

"You are, chinese"

"Twenty dollars is none of your business, whether you like it or not"

Wang Dalong threw the dagger at the stall and gestured to leave.

"Hey, don't leave in a hurry, the price is easy to negotiate. Twenty is a bit low, otherwise, this number"

The fat boss held out five fingers.

"Fifty is fine too."

Wang Dalong touched his pocket and prepared to take out money.

"What fifty is five hundred?"

"It's five hundred dollars. You can always rob banks, so I won't accompany you anymore."

"Wait a minute, the price is negotiable."

The fat boss was anxious. He had been waiting for this deal for a long time, so he couldn't afford it.

"A hundred dollars at most. If you don't sell it, I'm leaving."

Wang Dalong took out a bill worth one hundred dollars.

"make a deal"

The fat boss showed a speed that was inconsistent with his size, grabbed the banknotes, and threw the silver dagger into Wang Dalong's arms.

After leaving the stall, Tony touched his wallet.

He felt that he had been cheated by those profiteers before, but he could still bargain like this.

"Come on, show me."

Tony held out his hand, smiling broadly.

"don't give"

Wang Dalong retracted his hand and put the short knife into his arms.

It is so possible to give such good things to others, especially this kind of person.

He might use it for some scientific experiments.

“Let’s see what can happen”

Tony was dissatisfied: "You have to tell me what's so special about this."

"It's nothing."

Wang Dalong never mentioned any news related to this short sword.

Along the way, Tony's appetite was whetted, and he kept wondering what was so strange about this short knife.

"Want to know"

Wang Dalong became impatient with the question and stopped.

"Hmm."

Tony nodded repeatedly.

"I won't tell you"

Wang Dalong shook his head and continued walking forward.

"You little bastard"

Tony laughed and cursed, and chased after him.

Back at the hotel, Sol was watching a TV show.

"Create 404"

A group of beautiful girls were singing and dancing on TV. Wang Dalong took one look and lost interest in watching it again.

"Do you still like to watch this kind of show?"

"Of course, Asgard holds a beauty contest every year, and I am one of the judges."

Thor raised his big furry head proudly, but his tone was a little unnatural.

"It's a pity that you have no hope this year."

Wang Dalong never forgets to attack him.

"This year"

Sol has a sharp ear. He has been following this profiteer boss for more than a month, and he has also developed the habit of listening more and doing less.

The "this year" just now made his heart move. Could it be that after this year, he can go back next year?

"Stop dreaming. If you can't pick up a hammer, you'll never want to go back."

Wang Dalong snorted coldly and threw a hammer about the same size as Mjolnir.

This is a rocket hammer formed by condensation of omnic points.

Taking the hammer in his hand, Thor weighed it.

"So light."

"Yeah"

Wang Dalong's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm, "What about now?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Sol groaned.