Marvel’s Big Villain

Franklin walked into the living room, his excitement still lingering: "Boss, today is a day to celebrate. I'm going out to buy some wine."

"That's right, it is indeed worth celebrating."

Jason smiled and waved.

He can understand Franklin's mood very well, thinking that the night when he robbed a convenience store and snatched more than 10,000 dollars, he was too excited to sleep all night.

After he went out, Jason changed his posture and lay on the sofa, turning on the system light curtain and watching the reputation value grow little by little.

【Ding! When the reputation value reaches 300 points, you will get a chance to recruit a party. 】

Jason clicked to recruit, and his pupils contracted instantly.

"It's him!"

After a while, Jason was overjoyed.

awesome!

Now even the police have his undercover agent.

Click!

At this moment, the sound of opening the door with a key came from outside the door.

Besides Franklin, only Dennis has the key.

Maybe it's back from shopping.

Jason ignored it and continued to browse the system light curtain.

Suddenly, he was covered in sweat.

No!

Why is this man walking without making a sound?

Oops!

Killer!

Jason bounced off the sofa, grabbed the Glock pistol in his lower back with his right hand, bent his calf back, and kicked his heel against the pistol sleeve.

Click!

Bullets loaded!

From detecting the enemy to loading the bullet, Jason only took a second or two, and the army sharpshooter is probably no more than that.

But...it's still too late.

The killer has entered the living room.

Dark linen tunic, plain Chinese face, sharp eyes like a falcon staring at its prey.

This is a master!

With alarm bells ringing in Jason's heart, he raised his hand to shoot.

That man moved!

The drooping right hand slammed hard!

Swish!

A small flying knife instantly penetrated Jason's arm, and a little knife head emerged.

The pain was unbearable, the conditioned reflex of the palm opened, and the pistol fell to the ground.

Jason resisted the pain and fell to the ground, trying to pick up the pistol with his left hand.

Boom!

Another flying knife shot to the ground, no more or less, just blocking the fingers of the left hand.

If he was one point behind, or if Jason was one point faster, his finger would be cut off.

What a terrible sword technique!

Jason felt a biting chill, and no longer dared to pick up a gun rashly.

The killer came over and kicked the pistol with his feet in cloth shoes.

"Jason Walter?"

The killer asked, the weird spoken pronunciation sounded distorted.

Jason got up from the ground, pulled out his arm knife, and replied in Mandarin, "Yes."

The killer was a little surprised. After living in the United States for so many years, this was the first time he encountered a fat sheep with such standard Mandarin.

"I have long admired the famous name." The murderer complimented him in Chinese.

Jason snorted coldly: "Ask an unanswered question, who is your employer?"

The killer moved his hands and feet and put on a boxing routine: "I'll tell you if you beat me."

This time, it was Jason's turn to be surprised. Before he saw the killer kill for the first time, he had to try it out.

But since he wanted to court death, Jason naturally wanted to satisfy him.

"what!!!"

He rushed up with a roar.

The killer looked contemptuous, slid away and punched.

Jason's fist in the chest flew out, and his back hit the TV.

There was a tearing pain in the chest and back, and the breath was full of blood.

This punch may have hit the acupoint, and Jason's limbs were actually a little weak.

I was slapped by someone?

Jason was completely stunned.

He has been in the underworld for more than ten years, and he has encountered countless powerful enemies, but it is the first time that he has been beaten by a single move.

Shit!

Didn't you say that boxing routines are all gimmicks?

What the **** is this!

The killer took back his posture, shook his head and said disdainly: "In the underground world, your name is so eloquent, I have long wanted to discuss it with you. I didn't expect it to be so vulnerable, it really disappoints me."

Jason quickly smiled bitterly and begged for mercy: "I'm just an ordinary person, it's okay to bully the gangsters, how can I beat a martial arts master like you!"

While wrangling, he quietly opened the system light curtain.

Fortunately, 10 attribute points were left, otherwise I would have been planted here today.

【Strength 38→43】

[Agility 40→40]

【Endurance 35→40】

【Intelligence 40→40】

[Remaining attribute points: 0]

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Attributes are added, and there is a certain effect of recovering injuries.

Add 10 attribute points to strength and endurance respectively, and most of the injuries will be healed instantly.

"Master! Just let me go. I can double the amount of money your employer pays."

Jason knelt on the ground and slowly crawled towards him.

The most famous murderer in New York kneeled in front of him like this, and the killer's inner sense of accomplishment instantly burst.

He raised his foot and stepped on Jason's shoulder: "I'm sorry, you can't afford what she can give me in your life."

Jason's head drooped, and his gloomy eyes suddenly became fierce!

"Shit you!"

He jumped forward sharply, throwing the panicked killer to the ground.

The killer reacted quickly and punched him in the face.

He received two hard punches and felt dizzy, but he still grabbed his hands.

"Fuck!"

Jason roared, poured all the strength into his arms, opened his fists, grabbed four fingers, and then slammed outwards.

Click!

The fingers were cut off abruptly.

Ah ah ah! ! !

Ten fingers connected to the heart, the pain eroded the bones.

The killer's strength surged, he broke free from the restraint, and kicked Jason away with his feet.

40 points of stamina is no joke~www.novelmt.com~ Jason resisted the severe abdominal pain, grabbed the ankles of both feet, and flung him flying in circles.

After a few laps, the strength accumulated more and more.

Jason slammed his head against the wall.

Snapped!

The moment he knocked down the concrete wall, the killer's head exploded like a watermelon!

The bright red blood, the milky white brain... splashed everywhere.

Jason was covered in blood and was in severe pain. He collapsed directly to the ground, gasping for breath.

"Jingle Bell!"

The old-fashioned cell phone rang.

Jason crawled over and pulled the phone out of the killer's pocket.

"Are things done?"

An old and familiar voice sounded.

In Jason's mind, a figure instantly appeared.

He burst into anger and said, "Gao! You old bastard!"

Madam Gao was surprised: "Jason, you are not dead!"

Jason roared, "Yes, I'm not dead, but the killer you sent didn't even have his head."

Mrs. Gao was silent, but the most powerful killer under her command was actually killed.

"Gao! I have no grudge with you, why did you send someone to kill me?"

After being surprised, Mrs. Gao said in a flat tone: "For the peace and stability of the New York market. You are a radical and dangerous person. If you keep making trouble like this, my business will be ruined by you sooner or later."

"Okay, okay, great!" Jason laughed angrily: "Wait, old witch, I will come to you soon, I want you to see with your own eyes that you have been running a business for many years and I have burnt it to the ground!"

Mrs. Gao laughed, as if she had heard the funniest joke in history.

"Children, no one dares to talk to me like this in New York. I'm waiting for you, I hope you don't dare to come."