A black doctor from a certain American comic

In New York at night, row upon row of high-rise buildings are towering and impressive.

Thin mist gradually filled the city, as if covering the night sky with a veil.

In the bustling steel jungle, cars come and go.

The place where Ji Zeer parked his car was already in the downtown area of ​​Chinatown, and it was also very close to Murphy's home.

With his hands in his pockets, Mo Fei walked slowly down the street.

He was still thinking about the pair of milk paper... Bah! Where can I find milk paper? Is there no milk paper at all? It’s the smell of those invincible long legs!

"It seems that I will develop more deeply into the path of traditional Chinese medicine for breast enlargement in the future." Murphy touched his chin and said, "Maybe when medical skills are upgraded in the future, a secret technique for breast enlargement will appear?"

He has always felt that a woman without milk paper has no soul.

Ji Ze'er is perfect, but it's a pity that she can't afford a!

……

The old beggar thinks some little bastard is poisonous!

Maybe it's because of fate.

I've been shopping on this street for several months, and I haven't run out of money once.

It just so happened that after I met that little bastard these days, not only did two orders related to him get messed up, but also none of his other orders were successful due to various reasons.

Isn't this poisonous?

The first time some fine steel scalpels and hammers fell out of his body, he knew that this young man couldn't be offended, so he got anxious and stabbed him.

Later, it turned out that what he had expected was indeed correct. This was a star who could not be offended, he could not be offended!

But I can’t afford to offend you, so I can’t afford to hide from you?

I will walk around you from now on.

I rested during the day, can I come out and work again at night?

I can't believe I can be so unlucky!

After putting on makeup, the old beggar was sitting on the street corner. He had silvery pale hair, tattered clothes, dirty clothes, and the most expressive of dementia on his face, which easily aroused people's sympathy at a glance.

After observing for about ten minutes, the old beggar's eyes lit up and he knew business was coming.

It was a BMW x5, and the driver was a very beautiful female driver, wearing a brand-name suit.

Hey, if you are rich and you are a woman, who else will you touch if you don’t touch her?

Check the time...

When the BMW x5 was about to turn a corner, the old beggar bumped into it at a sprint speed of meters.

Immediately, a blond and blue-eyed beauty got out of the car in a panic and asked the old beggar if everything was okay.

The melon-eating crowd also gathered around to show their dignity.

The beauty is wearing a black pleated skirt with a small waistcoat on top, black stockings and boots underneath, looking sexy and charming.

She is tall, convex and has a delicate face. She is a beautiful woman.

Murphy, who was watching the excitement from a distance, smiled.

I met the old beggar again, he was really full of ape dung!

After lowering his voice and adjusting his expression, Mo Fei rushed over in shock and anger: "Cousin? Cousin, what's wrong with you? Who hit my cousin again?"

Strange, why did he use the word 'again'?

The melon-eaters turned their heads and looked at Murphy with a strange look on their faces.

When they turned around to look at the old beggar who was lying on the ground wailing... they were shocked to find that the old beggar actually broke out and ran away at a speed comparable to that of Bolt: "Fuck you, sir, it's you again, boy, what happened to me in my previous life?" What kind of evil have I done to meet a bastard like you in this life!"

"Uh?" Seeing the old beggar running away when he saw him, Murphy himself was surprised. He didn't know what kind of shadow he had caused to the old beggar.

"Murphy?"

A voice as gentle as an oriole in an empty valley made Mo Fei turn his head and meet a pair of quiet eyes.

"Are you in the same group with him?" The woman couldn't tell what her expression was, so she just looked at Murphy quietly.

"I'm not, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!" Murphy immediately denied it three times.

"Then what's your relationship with him?"

"I just messed with him twice." Looking into the woman's eyes, Murphy's voice gradually weakened inexplicably, and he looked like he was not very confident.

The memory is unlocked again.

This is one of his ex-girlfriends again, Felicia, the only daughter of the Hardy family, a real New York socialite, and Murphy's girlfriend in college.

And if Murphy remembers correctly, she seems to be the anti-hero of the Marvel world - Black Cat.

Go ahead, Murphy admires his predecessor. He is so good at picking up girls. He not only picked up retired Mossad agent Ji Zeer, but also major characters in the Marvel world like Felicia.

You must know that he is an ordinary person with no system and no powers!

"This is the best!" Felicia looked at Murphy and said seriously: "If you are short of money, you can tell me and I will lend it to you, but never do such a thing."

"I know, I know!" Murphy nodded quickly.

Felicia's old-fashioned and serious look is like an old scholar, which makes people feel guilty easily. It was because of this that Murphy broke up with her in the first place.

"I have something urgent at home today, so I won't talk to you anymore. I'll treat you to coffee another day." Felicia told Murphy for a while, and then she remembered her own affairs: "Remember, if you need money, ask me to borrow it." , don’t do those crooked things.”

Murphy returned home.

"Brother, are you back?" Mindy approached Murphy, sniffed, and smelled a special fragrance. She immediately looked at Murphy with a smile: "Is it fun?"

"Haha..." Murphy touched his nose and smiled awkwardly: "It's okay..."

"Brother, just be happy." Mindy pursed her lips and suddenly said, "Brother, since you are back, shall we continue the boxing training?"

"It's already very late today. How about continuing tomorrow?" Murphy looked at the clock on the wall. It was already past ten o'clock.

"But boxing training is a continuous process. If you relax today, you may find excuses for yourself to be lazy tomorrow. Only by persisting to the end can you achieve satisfactory results, which means you will lose an hour or two of sleep tomorrow. .”

Although what Mindy said was very reasonable, why did Murphy feel a little cold for no reason?

In less than ten minutes, Murphy's screams rang out in the basement.

"Mindy, why did you hit me so hard?"

"Heavy? Brother, have I always been so strong? Did you go out to play and get exhausted from playing, so you can't bear it anymore?"

"Really?" Murphy was dubious.

"Definitely!" Mindy smiled and nodded.