Marvel's King of the Undead

In November, it gets dark earlier than usual. Before 7 o'clock, the lights on the roadside are already slowly turning on.

A stream of cold wind whizzed past the street, urging pedestrians on the street to go home quickly.

Wayne walked alone on the busy street, still wearing the big hat behind his clothes.

Although he no longer had to worry about being reported by pedestrians on the roadside, the comments and comments around him still made him a little uneasy.

After hanging up the phone with Coulson, Wayne let go of the agent named Jeremy and continued walking aimlessly on the street.

He still hadn't figured out his next move, and couldn't even find a place to stay.

S.H.I.E.L.D. and the U.S. government are still very efficient in their work. In just one day, it seems that even the children playing on the street can recognize Wayne as a wanted criminal.

No normal hotel owner would have the guts to do business with a wanted criminal at such a critical moment.

"Ding ding ding...."

The phone rang again.

Wayne picked up the phone and saw an unfamiliar phone number.

frown slightly,

Except for a few people who have a good relationship with me, no one else knows this mobile phone number.

And those who know the number have their own phone numbers saved.

The ringtone of the mobile phone is still ringing, as if it will not stop until it achieves its goal.

"Hey"

After struggling for a while, Wayne finally answered the phone.

"Hey, are you Wayne?"

There was a woman's voice on the other end, her tone was a little anxious and a little panicked.

"You are"

The voice sounded familiar, but after searching for a long time in his mind, Wayne still couldn't think of the specific identity of the other party.

"Oh God, I'm Vanessa."

Vanessa on the other end of the phone let out a long sigh of relief, feeling slightly relieved after being nervous for a few days.

"Oh, sorry, I changed my phone. How are you playing?"

Wayne smiled, he hadn't heard from Wade and Vanessa for a long time.

Ever since Wade said he wanted to travel around the world for his honeymoon, he immediately blocked Wayne's phone number.

"Wade has been missing for three days. I am hiding in a hotel now and don't know what to do."

There was a hint of crying in Vanessa's voice.

Wade's disappearance left her in a state of anxiety for the past few days. After finally finding someone to talk to, she immediately revealed her inner uneasiness.

"what happened"

Wayne stopped.

It seemed that he was not only in trouble these days, but Wade was also very loyal to accompany him when something happened.

"After we left New York that time, we started traveling around. Although he said it was to make up for my previous losses, in fact I knew that he would go out every night."

"Usually he will come back before I get up the next day, but a few days ago, he said that he had made a big discovery and needed to go out for a while. Then he gave me your phone number and said to call him if there is no news from him within three days. for you."

Vanessa said while choking.

"Did he say where he was?"

Wayne asked.

"Probably near Detroit."

Vanessa said after recalling for a while.

"Okay, leave this matter to me. I'll ask someone to pick you up later. Don't worry."

Wayne reassured.

"Thank you, you must bring Wade back."

After hanging up the phone, Wayne dialed Coulson's number directly.

"Hey, Coulson."

"What's wrong? Things are being handled here. Don't worry, Wayne."

Colson's voice was as calm as ever, giving people an inexplicable sense of security.

"I'm not in a hurry about that. Now I need you to do me a favor and take care of my friend. I'll send you the address."

After speaking, Wayne sent Vanessa's address.

"No problem, I just haven't been busy lately."

Colson agreed immediately.

Due to frequent power changes in SHIELD recently.

As he belongs to Nick's family, he has naturally become the target of exclusion.

Although there are no restrictions on personal freedom, all duties and tasks have been cancelled.

"You can bring my cats over and keep them company."

Wayne continued his instructions.

He couldn't imagine how helpless Miaoji felt at this time.

"I'll do things, don't worry."

Coulson hung up the phone immediately.

Wayne was left alone and disheveled in the cold wind.

It's just because of your work that I'm worried.

After silently complaining about Colson, Wayne turned on his phone and checked the distance between New York and Detroit.

"1000 kilometers, another night of running."

Turning on the navigation, Wayne wrote down the route, then found a direction and started running.

In order to have something to do, Wayne turned the depression of the afternoon into the strength to run.

The air in front of him was violently broken, and Wayne flew past like a bolt of lightning.

Countless drivers saw a scene that stunned them today. A man whose face could not be seen clearly ran wildly in the biting cold wind.

The most frightening thing was that this man ran like a flying airplane, leaving behind them all in the blink of an eye.

On the dark highway, several sports cars were racing on the deserted road.

Driving at the front was a red Ferrari, its furious engine sound constantly ringing in the empty environment.

"Hahaha, how could you rookies defeat me?"

Sitting in the Ferrari was a mixed-race young man who didn't look very old.

His grandfather was one of the first Chinese businessmen to come to the United States. Born in the United States, he was regarded as the family's treasure since he was a child.

Relying on his superior family background, he has been exposed to various sports cars since he was a child. Since junior high school, he has not been to school anymore, but has been messing around with a group of rich second generations all day long.

Drag racing is their favorite entertainment project. Some time ago, he killed a person because of drag racing, but his parents, who doted on him in every possible way, used their own power to help him solve the matter.

Since then, he has been even more unrestrained when driving.

Pressing the accelerator to the bottom, feeling the surging power of the engine and the lights flashing outside the window, he showed a slightly crazy smile.

Holding the steering wheel firmly with both hands, he could hardly see the rookies following him through the rearview mirror.

Suddenly, a black shadow appeared in the rearview mirror.

He blinked his eyes. Could it be that he was dazzled?

Looking in the rearview mirror again, he saw the dark shadow still following closely behind his car.

"What the hell is this?"

The young man gritted his teeth and accelerated again.

However, the black shadow was not thrown away by him, but got closer and closer to him.

"Deng Deng..."

The young man who was focusing all his attention on driving suddenly heard two sounds from the window next to him.

Subconsciously looking sideways, the young man suddenly widened his eyes.

"What the hell..."

The young man seemed to have forgotten that he was driving a sports car at high speed, and instead looked blankly at the face outside the car window.

It was a very young face, with a pair of green eyes that made you unable to help but sigh at the Creator's preference for him.

At this time, the handsome face was looking at him with a smile, and he stretched out his hand as if he was drawing something.

"Am I dreaming"

The young man said to himself, subconsciously let go of the steering wheel and patted his head hard.

The next moment, the young man felt a sense of weightlessness.

The moment his hands left the steering wheel, the tire seemed to hit a stone on the road.

The steering wheel without support began to move freely to the right, and the entire car body rushed to the side. If you want to chat with more like-minded people about Marvel's King of the Undead, follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat to chat about life and find close friends~