The Death Knell

Su Ming gave Squirrel Girl a lot of things before, almost all the household department stores he could think of.

But this can't stop her own desire to collect more, squirrels are like this, they like to fill their nests to the brim.

No matter how much she wailed, supermarket operators in their right mind would not be open today, so unless Doreen went to buy zero yuan, there would be no shopping.

But her previous judgment was correct. This group of weird agents had limited ammunition, and now the firepower had become too sparse.

But with these rotten sweet potatoes and rotten eggs, you want to deal with Squirrel Girl? It's better to go home, wash and sleep, and have everything in the dream.

It's not so much that they came for Jessica and Doreen, it's better to say that their target is in this group of tourists. The others are just unlucky, and they need to be silenced when they encounter this.

Su Ming glanced over the crowd who were buried in hiding, and paused for a while on someone, then turned around and looked at the agents who were reloading:

"Which department do you belong to? I'll give you ten seconds to retreat, or you won't leave."

The army of bionics has already faintly surrounded, and they will be responsible for driving away the symbiote hosts and the previous cleaning targets, at least making the battlefield a little more organized.

"We are the Special Emergency Response Department for Unnatural Hazards! I ask you to surrender immediately and lie on the ground!"

Someone in the crowd of agents shouted with a loudspeaker, and seemed very confident.

Su Ming had never heard of this department. He turned to Jessica behind him and asked, "Girl, do you know what department this is?"

"I've heard about the new cover of Department Z." As a rare detective in Marvel, Zhenbao Girl still has intelligence capabilities: "I understand, they treat us as mutants!"

"Ah, that makes sense." Su Ming nodded. He tilted his head and thought for a while, then touched his eyes: "Then use this trick."

He used a pirated hot gaze trick, which is to spray red cosmic energy beams from his eyes, and his neck turned slightly, dividing the group of people into upper and lower halves.

The people who were cut in half will not die for a while. Out of humanitarianism, Su Ming asked Franklin to make up for them, and he turned around and said to the tourists with a smile:

"Okay, the crisis is over, should you hide in the subway station? Or find a hotel?"

The tourists didn't dare to speak at all. They might come from a small place, and they might not be used to seeing the New York-style killing scenes.

The main reason is that Franklin used his ability to roll those half people into the air, then used his space ability to grind them into a puree, and beat them into an atomic state with invisible energy.

He is very cautious, all in order to avoid the resurrection of the enemy, but in the eyes of outsiders, this little boy looks like a perverted serial killer.

"Then I'll make the decision to choose a place for you." Seeing that they were speechless, and with the terrified expression on their faces, Su Ming asked Hangsha to lift the manhole cover on the side of the road, and the muzzle of the gun in his hand waved. Liaobai: "Let's all go down, and I will kill anyone who is disobedient."

Inspired by the guns, the tourists regained their ability to move, and they began to go underground one by one. There were hidden sobbing sounds from the crowd, and someone could faintly hear:

'I didn't expect Vision to be such a person, what kind of hero is he? '

Su Ming didn't care about that, anyway, he was scolding Vision, so what does it have to do with him?

He stretched out his arms and grabbed Jessica from the crowd, pulled the girl out, and said angrily: "I let them go down because they have no ability to protect themselves and need to go underground to hide, but you go with me." What are you doing?"

The girl stuck out her tongue and scratched her head with a smile: "I just woke up a little while ago, and I'm a little muddled, you know, when someone points a gun at you in Hell's Kitchen, your body will move spontaneously. "

Jessica's life is black and white, as seen in her world-weary face with dark circles under her eyes.

She is the kind of good girl who drinks at night and waits for the detective agency to come to business, and sleeps during the day. Now it is dusk in New York, and it is indeed the time when she wakes up from a hangover and looks for food.

"Your schedule is about the same as that of a vampire. Here are these." Su Ming took out two bottles of good wine from his pocket, stuffed them into the girl's arms, and patted her on the back: "Go home." , it’s very chaotic outside, it’s not suitable for you to go shopping.”

Jessica has no home. She usually lives in the detective agency, which is still rented.

But she lived an easy life, and even enjoyed it.

She was like a ghost in the wine. After receiving the bottle, she unscrewed the cork with brute force, grabbed the bottle and poured it into her mouth. The wine flowed down her snow-white neck and into the neckline of her clothes. It took her a long time to feel it. Feeling the coolness of the liquid, he released his mouth and let out a big breath.

Resurrected, after drinking, she regained her energy. Although her eyes were still world-weary, at least she didn't look like she would hang herself in the next second.

"Hi, got it, I'll go home now, but I don't have anything to eat at home." She stretched out her little hand again.

"You've figured it out, and your face has thickened." Su Ming teased, and took out a self-heating hot pot and gave it to her: "Here, I'll treat you to eat. I'm going to take Squirrel Girl away, so you can go home by yourself." let's go home."

"Give me another pack of cigarettes, handsome uncle." She had enough to eat and drink, and she reached out for cigarettes again, smiling a bit like Harley: "You are my idol, I love you the most, give me cigarettes , I’ll exchange it with a beautiful girl’s kiss.”

"Take it, although I know it's unhealthy, but I'm the kind of bad parent who supports smoking and drinking." Su Ming put a pack of cigarettes on top of her head, pressed her shoulders to help her turn around, and pushed again ~www.NovelMTL.com~ signaled her to leave quickly, because Gnar and Shadow King couldn't tell when they would show up.

Whether other people have psychological shadows, Su Ming can't say, but Jessica once watched her whole family die tragically in front of her, and her spirit has always been problematic.

"Thank you, you're so kind! Oh!" The black-haired girl smiled charmingly. She raised her eyebrows, pulled up Squirrel Girl who was sitting on the ground and sighed, and generously kissed the latter's fat face, and then Holding the gift of the death knell, she left the bewildered Squirrel Girl and ran away with a 'hee hee hee' sound.

She didn't lie, it was indeed a beautiful girl's kiss, but it was a little chubby girl.

The brain circuit of a detective is different from that of ordinary people, and Jessica seems to have really figured out the way—not crazy enough, not dark enough to be a good detective.

The squirrel girl who was kissed blushed, she grabbed her big tail and twisted, looking towards the direction where Jessica disappeared in a swipe of smoke: "Really, the bisexual style of New York girls is so fashionable, young very nice."

"You're only three years older than her, don't say it like you're a generation behind." Su Ming put his arms around the little fat girl's shoulders, and beckoned Franklin to come over: "It's just that I planned to go to the university to find you , It turned out that I met here, which is more convenient, and then I need you to help me a little bit."

"Okay, alas, this time aliens ruined my shopping trip again, even if you don't tell me, I will settle the score with them."

Squirrel Girl wiped the lipstick marks on her face. Jessica was young, but she always liked to wear heavy makeup. The perfume on her body smelled like darkness and sin, which made Doreen, who didn't know how to dress up at all, a little envious.

However, it doesn't matter, the supermarket will not be open today, and the school should not be in class. It is not bad to follow the death knell to do tasks, and maybe there will be gifts to get later.