Transform Into the Marvel World

　　 Daisy unexpectedly came across this incident when she came out to hang out. Who treated this guy after he was seriously injured? After thinking for a while, I found that there was no such information in my memory.

　　 Before she could figure out the abnormality, Frank's breathing on one side became weaker and weaker, and he sensed his heartbeat. Although she had never studied medicine, Daisy knew that his life had entered a countdown.

　　 Look around, there is no **** from heaven to rescue Frank.

"Should I be the one who helped you? It's weird... well, you're lucky!" She tangled for a while, seeing that Frank was about to die, and hurriedly reached out to his chest and activated her own Vibration ability.

　　 input a trace of energy into the heart with a very slight force, helping the heart to beat again.

　　 "Ah—" Frank sat up suddenly with conditioned reflexes, but his body was too weak, and his movements were too wide. He sat up forty-five degrees and lay back again.

　　 The blood rushes out like no money.

　　 Daisy is very speechless, this guy has too fast nerve reflexes, and her treatment methods are a bit more aggressive...

　　 Seeing Frank fainted again, she was also blind.

　　 It's obviously not the best policy to call the hospital. The people targeting Frank have a lot of background, and it's very likely that people won't be able to save them, and they will get in.

　　 She can only treat it by herself.

　　The former rush to the street writer only has some theoretical knowledge accumulated by reading novels, but the original Daisy and the white classmates battled wits and had basic treatment experience.

　　 The two sides are combined, theory is combined with practice, perfect!

　　 glanced at the ground, a faint blood stain stretched from the park to his car, as if for fear that the enemy would not know that the target was in his car.

　　 Daisy quickly drove out of Central Park and turned into a remote alley. On the way, she bought some gauze alcohol needles and thread, and then checked the basic treatment procedures with her notebook, and started on-site treatment.

　　 Alcohol disinfection, then the bullets are ejected from the shock, and the wound is sutured, and the speed is not inferior to the most skilled surgeon.

　　 The speed is fast enough, but the craftsmanship is really sloppy. In the end, the gauze wraps Frank like a zongzi.

　　 "Dude, are you better? Do you have a place you want to go? I'll take you there." Her way of waking up people is to make a big mouth.

　　 After five or six pumps, the other party finally woke up.

　　 looked at her with dull eyes, and found that she didn't know her.

"I'm passing by, you seem to be in trouble, I can't take you home, you will scare my roommate to death... Is there a place you can go? I will send you there?" Dai West pointed to himself and said.

　　 Frank's eyes were dumb and lifeless, as if he had no attachment to life.

　　 Daisy waited for a few seconds and found that he did not respond to herself.

　　 She could only find a house around her that hadn't been occupied for a long time, shook the door lock, supported the future Uncle Punishment, and stumbled in.

　　 The furnishings in the house are very old, and I don't know if the original owner moved away or died. She put Frank on the bed, but the other party still said nothing.

　　 "I don't know each other, I can help you to this point. I can rest on my own afterwards." Daisy opened the door to leave, stepped out with her left foot, and took it back.

　　 I flipped through Frank's wallet. This guy may have been a soldier all the time. He doesn't have the concept of money. There is not even a dollar in his bag.

　　 "...I'm not rich either. I divide you into two hundred. Don't be too small." Daisy was afraid that this guy would starve herself to death, reluctantly drew two hundred from all her savings and stuffed it into his wallet.

　　 There is a lot of dust accumulated on the indoor floor tabletop, theoretically the original owner will not appear in a short time.

　　 Ordinary people have to take special care of colds and fevers. Frank doesn't need them at all. He can recover by his tough physique honed in the battlefield. He is a pure king of soldiers and does not need outsiders to worry about.

　　 went back to the rental house and turned on the computer to start the investigation. The Internet only recorded a firefight in Central Park. Some people saw some corpses. As for who the warring parties were, the number of deaths and injuries, everything is unknown.

　　 Thinking of the tragic fate of the punisher's family being killed, Daisy sighed, practiced her abilities for a while, and fell asleep in bed. Feeling his wallet with only five hundred dollars left, he is so poor that he can hardly sleep.

　　While wondering how the traverser seniors made the first pot of gold, while feeling as if he had forgotten something, he finally fell asleep in a daze.

　　......

　　 The next day, Daisy simply brushed her teeth, washed her face, and gestured to the air while eating bread and holding a fork.

She really can’t think of any profitable business. There are some software in her mind that can make money, but they all need cost, at least labor cost. She doesn’t want to lock herself in a room and spend half a year typing code. That shouldn’t be her way of life. .

　　 As for the others, I am completely unclear.

Codeword? There is no Harry Potter in this world, but she feels that even if the original text is copied, it may not be successful, and she can't remember the original text.

　　 Draw the comics of Superman and Wonder Woman next door? She also doesn't have the skill of drawing.

She walked out of the room and pulled the car door. The smell of blood in the car almost made her somersault~www.NovelMTL.com~ She forgot last night, she should wash the car, this car is rented... now it's over For one night, forget about the smell.

　　 The car must be returned, but it cannot be returned like this.

　　 A car of blood, ask, how can I explain it myself.

　　 Daisy scratched her head a little, after thinking about it, she decided to wash the car.

　　 Serious car washes are definitely not allowed, she can only go to those car washes with gangster background.

　　 Searching for memory, she drove to a place called Veles Taxi.

　　 This is the site of the Russian gang, responsible for painting, remodeling, and car washing.

　　 Daisy blocked her face, and the chance of a conflict between the two parties was as high as 80%. To be honest, she was not worried, she was still a little excited.

　　 But I feel a little worried about weapons. She only has the anti-wolf electric shock device left by her predecessor. She can't buy a pistol for car washing, right? That's too much...

　　 decided to react accordingly. She drove around in the hell's kitchen and finally drove into the Russian territory.

　　 This is an underground parking lot, because it is daytime, there are not many people.

Two people were talking in the middle of the venue. One of them, Daisy, had also seen James Wesley, who represented King and came forward to buy the land. This guy is still wearing a neat suit and glasses, with a gentle appearance and scattered The sturdy men around formed a sharp contrast.

　　 There was a thin man standing opposite him. The two were arguing in a low voice. Hearing the sound of a car engine, each turned his head strangely.

　　 The thin man motioned to his opponent to take a look.

　　 A strong man walked to the side of the car and asked rudely, "What?"

　　 Daisy was a bit speechless. It was obviously not time to come by herself. She could only say in a hoarse voice: "Car wash!"