Meiman Killer Daily

125

"Erica is a ninja."

There was no problem in taking the first photo, and the price behind the photo was also very pleasing to the eye. The name Erica was a bit familiar. I seemed to have heard it somewhere, but it was not a problem. It was not that I had never killed an acquaintance. Anyway, as long as Kingpin came out If you can afford it, there's no one you can't kill. But in the second picture, Peter raised his eyebrows and looked at Kingpin.

"Shangqi is a Chinese person"

"Any questions"

Faced with Peter's confirmation, Kingpin asked in confusion. Peter pointed to himself and explained.

"Although I hold American citizenship, I am also of mixed race. Do you know which country I am from?"

"Peter, you are not so stupid as to differentiate between country and blood race."

Kingpin suddenly burst out laughing. Looking at Peter's sarcastic teasing, Peter touched his nose. He had indeed killed many Chinese people in his early days. Some of those immigrants were mainly dedicated to deceiving other compatriots. The two points were very important to him at the time, but the man in the photo in front of him looked so much like Bruce Lee that Peter couldn't accept it.

"I'm really not very good at points. It's not like I haven't killed Chinese people before, but this Shangqi"

"Get him off my chassis."

"Just wait and pay."

Kingpin made concessions and once warned that if he didn't know what to do, Peter believed that even Bruce Lee's death would be in vain. People must know how to understand current affairs. If they think that they are omnipotent in heaven and earth, then they can only Let him go to the previous heaven or the next earth, and then see if he can come back.

After saying that, he put the photo in his arms and left Jin Bin's building with Polaris. He took out his mobile phone to make a call. He still wanted to check the identity of Shang Qi. There is no Bruce Lee in this world, and even China still has It looks barren. The reform and opening up in developing information technology has not really achieved anything. Peter does not know much about economic issues. Anyway, China in this world is not developing as fast as in his own world. At least compare the two. Twenty years behind.

Peter didn't know why. After the call was answered, he gradually stopped thinking about these things. Anyway, he had no intention of going to the other side of the gang leader. He didn't have the time or energy to play some stupid second-guessing game that was turned over to the state.

"Hey, help me check a person, codename is Shangqi."

"Shangqi is a person's name"

"Ah."

After answering the phone and getting into the car, Peter hung up the phone after taking a look at Polaris, who was already sitting in the passenger seat like a good girl.

"Are you really going to follow me to find trouble?"

"Either you let me follow you, or you take me to my father. You have no third choice."

"Actually I have"

Polaris had an arrogant look on his face, as if he was biting Peter to death and not daring to hurt him. Peter smiled and shook his head, muttering to himself in a low voice, starting the car and driving towards the Avengers Building.

Because Polaris didn't know the road very well, and Peter was not in the mood to waste time, when he was about to reach the intersection in front of the building where the Avengers were, he looked at the red light and stepped on the accelerator. Polaris was stunned and subconsciously wanted to release himself. With his superpower, Peter crossed his hands in front of him, and Peter, the main driver, tore off his seat belt with his backhand and turned around, trapping Polaris in the passenger seat.

"Peter you're crazy"

"Hey, bye, little sister."

The steering wheel was completely out of control. The car spun on the street and hit the driver's seat with one foot on the driver's seat. Due to the fixed strength of the buffer, there was no injury. Polaris was a little dizzy and cursed loudly. However, Peter ignored him at all and relied on Polaris to escape on his own. For a while, I would kick open the car door, get out of the car, and shoot continuously into the sky.

The crowd watching the car accident were frightened by Peter's sudden attack and fled in all directions. Peter pulled the car to a safer position with one hand, waved to Polaris who glared at him, and then trotted along the corner street and disappeared. Within sight of Polaris.

"Damn this damn bastard"

"Zheng Shangqi was born in N Province, China. His parents' occupations are unknown. However, he seems to have rarely seen his parents since he was a child. He was sent to the home of a kung fu teacher to teach martial arts since he was a child. He is proficient in various known martial arts in China and is good at their use. Cold weapons, Peter said here that he knows at least eighteen kinds of cold weapons, he is simply a kung fu master."

I just called Skye and found out that this girl and Ward actually opened a private detective in New York and used their house as their office yesterday. I don’t know if SHIELD has really given up. For this The two of them ignored them. Peter was just using them anyway and didn't bother to ask about it. It had nothing to do with him anyway.

"Stop talking nonsense and continue talking about the information."

Sitting on a bench in a park impatiently, Peter raised his hand and looked at the time. Skye adjusted her mood and did not dare to continue with Peter.

"When I grew up, I won many martial arts competition championships in China. However, because I refused to accept the rules of some competitions, I was accused of match-fixing and was expelled from the martial arts world. I came to the United States three years ago and opened a restaurant in Chinatown, Los Angeles. However, he had a dispute with the local gang at that time, and the restaurant was bombed by the gang. Then he killed everyone in the gang and disappeared from the public. He was a wanted criminal with a national bounty on his head.

The subsequent information is that he is a mercenary who specializes in some gray transactions, transporting items or attacking some gang organizations. Because of Zheng Shangqi's name, those people gave the transliteration, called Shangqi, and his nickname was like this Come. "

"no yet"

"No, these are all the information about Zheng Shangqi. It seems that someone is specifically helping this Zheng Shangqi, but I can't find out the identity of the other party."

"So be it."

Skye absolutely believed in his ability. If the hacker couldn't find out the content, then there was no need for him to bother searching. The time soon arrived and Peter got up and walked towards Kingpin's bar. According to Kingpin, , this Shangqi classmate will definitely come here tonight, and today is also the day for Jin Bin to distribute personal goods.

The shocking music can be heard from the outside of the noisy nightclub. All kinds of non-mainstream men and women gather together. The man who takes out his ID card to guard the door gives way. When he enters, he is even more disgusted by the corrupt scene. Here It's not a normal bar or nightclub at all, more like a place where wearing clothes is a crime.

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Suddenly a glass was broken on the second floor, but the sound of the music was too loud, and people were concentrating on enjoying their happiness. No one was frightened. Peter walked around the crazy area in the center and went upstairs to find that A thin man who was not very tall was beating a man who was about two meters tall and whose whole body was covered in muscles.

He grabbed the opponent's collar and punched him with a word. The strong man, who was five times bigger than the thin man, was beaten to tears from the corners of his eyes. As soon as he walked within ten meters of the opponent, the man turned around and locked onto him with vigilance. Peter, a very familiar handsome face, and Bruce Lee are almost as if they were carved from the same mold.

"Chinese people"

He was a bit mixed-race but could still see the familiarity in his appearance. Shangqi asked Peter. Peter nodded and walked into the sofa where he was sitting. Surrounded by strong men of one meter each, he was surrounded by a man who looked no more than 170 meters tall. The men on the left and right were beaten into such a miserable scene, and Jin Bin's men really saw it as useless.

"We can have a nice chat."

"You'd better get out of the way. There's nothing wrong with you here. I won't fight the Chinese."

The man raised his index finger and warned Peter seriously. Peter touched his nose. To be honest, he didn't feel humiliated by being warned like this. Instead, he felt like being in some movies. He sighed that in this world, heroes are no longer legendary. It cannot be recalled through television tapes.

"Don't hit others. This is really evocative. Don't worry, I don't have to fight with you. Let's talk about the problem. I am their boss."

"You are Kingpin"

"How can you curse people? You have seen such a handsome fat man. Why am I such a fat pig? I am the plenipotentiary representative of Kingpin."

He made a gesture of invitation, and the manager of the nightclub also appeared very wisely at this time, and then stood obediently behind Peter, looking at the other person's expression and attitude, and then he was a little convinced and dropped the human sandbag in his hand. , came to Peter

"I don't want drugs to appear in Chinatown. If they appear again, I won't be here to warn you."

Peter smiled and shook his head. The purpose of Shangqi was a bit funny. If Kingpin heard it, he would probably point at the other person and curse in anger. He waved his hands and explained.

"Humans are the most despicable animals in the world. They are greedy, ignorant, stupid, and white-eyed. Do you think that even if drugs are not sold in Chinatown, they really won't go out on the streets to find others to buy them, unless you kill them all? Everyone in Chinatown, otherwise this kind of thing would never be banned.”

He waved his hands very seriously, and the tendons that could be felt in his upper body were trembling to show off his strength. Peter subconsciously touched his belly. Although he could also feel his abdominal muscles, they were obviously not as obvious as those of his opponent. He systematically strengthened his body. It seems that I also need to keep exercising for a long time.

"I don't care about that, just tell me whether you agree or not."

Applauding this man, Peter sighed and said sarcastically

"It's three streets west of Chinatown. It takes about five minutes to walk, and the distance is one kilometer. I think you should have heard of the name Hell's Kitchen. For those who need it, it only takes a cigarette. The next step is to enjoy the time of drunkenness and dreams. You can't stop it. Even if I promise you today, so what?"

"They will walk out of Chinatown, they will go to Hell's Kitchen, they will buy more expensive drugs, and then return to Chinatown, and then they will degenerate themselves while polluting everything around them, corroding all the good things they can corrode."

Without waiting for the other party to answer, Peter quickly asked again. Shang Qi was already in a very unhappy mood. Peter stood up and stood one meter away from Shang Qi. He looked at Shang Qi with cold eyes. What happened was so unpredictable. There are too many, and I won’t do it myself, nor will I persuade others not to do it. However, these things are destined to be in vain. Some things in the United States and in my own country are simply two completely different extremes.

"Even if you are a saint, you can't stop this, but I won't argue with you anymore. I promise you that Jin Bin's men will never go to Chinatown to sell any items again, but you can really stop and help those who have become useless. of rubbish?”

"Let me wait and see, Mr. Zheng Shangqi"