Marvel's Monster Hunter World

New York, Lower Manhattan Hospital

"Scissors are fast"

"Prepare the sutures."

"Okay, let's stitch it up. This young man is safe."

I couldn't help but squint my eyes, the dazzling white light was really uncomfortable.

"Ah it hurts"

He unconsciously raised his arms to cover his eyes, but suddenly felt a heartbreaking pain.

The smell of disinfectant also hit my nose.

"Man, if I were you, I would never move." A voice came from his ear.

Enduring the discomfort in his eyes, he looked to the side and saw a very kind-looking middle-aged man recording something.

Familiar smell, familiar white coat, why in the hospital

My mind is a little confused, what happened?

He seemed to see the young man's doubts: "You are very lucky, young man. Well, it is also a miracle. The steel bar penetrated your lungs, but you survived tenaciously. Also, your arm was broken, but... Your uncle is, I’m sorry.”

The doctor looked at his still confused expression: "It was a car accident. Are you okay? Are you still conscious?"

"No, I'm fine, thank you doctor." The confusion on his face disappeared and he said to the doctor.

"Okay, you rest first. We will conduct a comprehensive examination on you tonight." The doctor, who thought I was in sadness and turned to leave, walked to the door and turned back: "If you feel hungry, there are some fruits next to it, but remember , don’t eat too much first.”

"Okay doctor, I'll pay attention."

As the door closed, I turned my head and fell into deep thought. Obviously, the original owner of this body did not perform miracles.

Close your eyes and a lot of information starts to flow through your mind.

My name is Watson, yes, it’s the Watson in Sherlock Holmes. Of course, it’s just the same name.

However, the name now should be Watson Dialante.

Before time travel, he was a quasi-college dog who had just completed his senior year of volunteer service and was about to go back to continue his studies.

Then he was hit and killed on the way back to school. Haha, what a coincidence, it was all a car accident.

The original owner of this body, Watson Dialante, had been living with Uncle Rocco, who took care of him, before his car accident.

Uncle Rocco had an auto repair shop, and he usually helped his uncle work. The two of them depended on each other. As for his parents, both died when he was 5 years old.

"Sure enough, it is standard for a time traveler's parents to die young, but"

I looked at the will on the table beside the hospital bed, why didn't I even spare the remaining uncle and give him a way to survive?

Yes, it was Uncle Rocco who was involved in a car accident. Unfortunately, after arriving at the hospital, Uncle Rocco failed to survive the surgery.

“And it’s this fucking world.”

Turning around, he saw the Playboy on the fashion magazine rack at the door, with a sultry mustache and a disgusting smile, Tony Stark.

"Ugh"

Watson closed his eyes and stopped thinking, and slowly fell asleep.

Watson in the dream did not hear it, but a voice seemed to say something in his mind.

In the past two days, an uncle named Bo Ke and his wife, Aunt Liya, came to visit Watson often.

However, because the journey was relatively long, Watson did not let them run all the time.

However, I always felt itchy in my stomach for the past two days. Two days later, at Watson's request again, his attending physician arranged a comprehensive examination for him again. It was found that this time, except for the broken arm, which had no change, the fatal lung injury was almost healed. In order to make the doctor think that the test was wrong, he checked again, but the results were the same twice. His attending doctor had no choice but to agree to Watson's request for discharge.

After completing the discharge procedures, Watson smelled a hint of gunpowder smoke as he walked out of the hospital door.

This made Watson, who once disliked target shooting when he was a conscript, frown.

I looked back at the hospital sign. I remembered the location of Roaring House again.

In Hell's Kitchen, Manhattan, gunshot wounds are probably the most treated.

At the junction of Manhattan and Hell's Kitchen, Watson looked up at the Roaring House sign above, opened the door and walked in.

Through the will that his uncle had already made, the Roaring House has passed to Watson's name, and there is still about 8 US dollars in deposits and 3000 US dollars in cash, perhaps including the one hanging on the bedroom wall. an old shotgun

Opposite is a gun shop called Man's Romance, which was opened by Uncle Poker. The two of them seemed to have opened the shop together.

Well, the business on both sides is pretty good. After all, this is a place with a high crime rate, and repairs of firearms and vehicles are necessary. It is also for this reason that the small gangs and street gangsters nearby take good care of the two families. However, after the death of the uncle this time, maybe some people will have ideas.

"This is probably not a hell-level difficulty start."

They say the rich rely on technology and the poor rely on mutation. But I seem to have nothing.

Thinking of that face in the magazine

Well, compared to the Marvel world, where there are as many super humans as dogs and alien gods flying around, it’s still a hellish start.

Dong dong dong

"Watson, kid, it's me, Uncle Pocket."

Watson opened the door: "Hello, Uncle Poker."

"My child, are you okay? How do you feel now?"

"I'm fine, Uncle Pork, I'm just cleaning up the house."

"Okay, come on, kid, let's go together and go find your Aunt Liya when we're done. She made your favorite double cheeseburger."

Uncle Pork said and started to help me tidy up the house.

Watson, who had been hungry for a long time, also started working on his hands. Although one hand was a little inconvenient, the attraction of delicious food still made Watson full of energy.

Labor time dividing line

"It's so delicious, Aunt Lea"

"Son, you'll be fine." Aunt Liya, who was over 45 but still very charming, brought a new double cheeseburger from the kitchen and placed it in front of Watson.

"Of course, hahaha, our Watson is a man," Uncle Poker said to Aunt Liya, stroking his beard.

"By the way, Watson, don't miss your Uncle Rocco's funeral in three days."

"Don't worry, Uncle Poke, I will be there on time."

After saying goodbye to Uncle Pork and the others, he walked alone on the street and began to think about life.

When I was thinking about how I would spend my time in the future, I couldn’t help but touch the gift from Uncle Pork on my lower back.

A Glock 19 pistol and a box of 9 bullets in the pocket.

"Boy, if you get hurt, just go home and find your mother. This is not the place you should be."

An unkind tone awoke Watson from his thoughts, and he looked up at the person who spoke to him.

Her purple hair reaches the sky, and her ears have two rows of earrings. As his eyes moved, he finally settled on a black cobra tattoo on the left side of the other person's neck.

It's the Black Snake Gang. It seems my uncle once said not to go to the West Block because there are two gangs fighting for territory in this block.

The West Block is the territory of the Black Snake Gang. The auto repair shops and gun shops in the middle of the two blocks are their targets. One of the two gangs is the Black Snake Gang and the other is the Kui Lang Gang.

It's just that the central area is currently controlled by the Kui Lang Gang, so the boss of the Kui Lang Gang has already sent Uncle Ren and Uncle Bo Ke to reach an agreement: Kui Lang will protect the two stores to a certain extent, and the two stores must give priority to acceptance. After all, the Kui Lang Gang's business is for profit. If ordinary people in the territory are not spared, then the gang will not be able to survive.

Therefore, the Kuilang Gang, which has the support of gun shops and auto repair shops in the central area, has a certain advantage. The Black Snake Gang also hates this. For the central area, these two places are guns, ammunition and transportation. supply point

After sorting out his thoughts, Watson silently glanced at the Manwu Bar not far behind Zi Mao, then turned around and left.

A good man won't suffer the loss he is facing, let alone being injured himself.

Besides, Watson didn't think that Zi Mao didn't recognize who he was. The staff of the two stores must have been known to the Black Snake Gang.

After returning home, Watson recalled the way Zi Mao looked at him, which contained an inexplicable excitement and greed.

It seems that we need to make some preparations

1 points in the early hours.

Ding Ding Peng

Phew, finally installed

Watson, who had difficulty with his arms, put down the hammer in his hand. After I came back from the entrance of the Black Snake Gang today, I felt very uneasy.

This feeling of being watched never goes away.

So Watson, who had just returned home, started his preparations

Looking at the parts scattered on the ground, Watson couldn't help but muttered. Fortunately, there was an iron ladder that could be lowered on the second floor. Otherwise, he would have trapped himself to death.

The Roaring House is a two-story building. The second floor is for resting rooms, and the first floor is divided into front and rear parts.

The front part has 2 repair parking spaces and some tools and equipment, and the back part has a small living room, storage and stairs.

Watson took off his work clothes and began to look at his results.

The first is the gate, which was previously an electric gate for entering the car, and a security door on the left for entry. Now the entire security door has been sprayed with foam glue.

It was also covered with a layer of wooden boards and nailed down. It was relatively safe that the electric gate could only be opened from the internal button, but foam glue was sprayed on the gap just in case.

The door behind the entrance is a simple wooden bolt, and some heavy objects are prepared behind and next to the door to block the door.

I looked at my left hand, which was still hanging on the fixed plate, and felt helpless. It was really inconvenient to have one hand.

Watson, who had been busy for a long time, sat on the chair and felt a little drowsy.

Time goes back to before going home.

One of Zi Mao's subordinates looked at Watson walking away and said to Zi Mao: "Third brother, isn't this the guy from the auto repair shop? Why did you let him go like this?"

"Why do you still want to do it on the street with so many people? If you can't kill him directly, I will go find the boss. You guys will watch carefully."

Zi Mao said and walked towards the Manwu Bar not far away.

Opening the door of the Manwu Bar, I ignored the colorful lights and deafening noises. I could not help but be stunned when I glanced at the central stage. A sexy and sultry figure was twisting against the steel pipe, dressed in silver. The sparkling low-cut dress is like a seductive silver snake, the soft and slender neck, and the round and perky buttocks are like a Dominican dancer, exuding the aura of her whole body.

Zi Mao, who was dazed for a moment, suddenly felt a chill all over his body. Then he remembered that the sexy figure on the stage was not something he could covet. There were already countless dead souls under her body. She was the signboard of Manwu Bar and the diplomat of the Black Snake Gang. Officer and Cleaner: Silver Snake

After regaining consciousness, Zi Mao hurriedly walked to the third floor. There are more important things now.

Arriving directly to the third floor, two strong men at the door saw someone coming.

"Hello third brother"

"Well, I want to see the boss"

open the door,

When they walked to the inner hall, they could faintly hear gasps and heavy breathing. Zi Mao stood quietly and waited for the man.

Kornlit, the soul of the Black Snake Gang, the Black Snake.

"Hmm"

Kornright, who was finally released, waved away the woman on the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, lit a cigarette, and said, "What's the matter?"

Obviously the mood is not beautiful, but no one who can sit in this position is a fool and knows the importance.

"Boss, I just saw the guy from the auto repair shop. He had an injury on his left hand. It seems that the news that the old immortal has died is true."

A dangerous light flashed across Enhei Snake's calm eyes.

"Boss"

long silence

"It seems that our opportunity has come. Gather your people at 1 o'clock tonight. Go deal with that boy and seize that store cleanly. It's best not to be discovered. I and Yin She will go to sneak attack Kui Lang. If you are exposed, we will directly Kill that boy"

This time, if I take over the central area directly, if everything goes well, the entire east block will be mine.

Two points of cold light behind the smoke perfectly illustrate Cohen Little's deadly black snake.