Marvel’s Big Villain

【Ding! Smash one of Anatoly's balls, get 100 villain points, current progress: 1350/2000]

Eggs?

Jason couldn't help laughing.

"Congratulations, Vladimir, your brother has become a great orphan warrior!"

"Jason, stop!"

"I... I can compensate you. I will compensate you for your house and all your losses. Please don't hurt Anatoly."

Jason was unmoved: "I'm sorry, my loss can only be compensated with your brothers' lives."

"FUCKYOU!"

Jason shook his head helplessly, thinking that Lao Mei's swear words are really barren, just these two sentences over and over, can you come up with something new.

"Hey! Did you hear your brother's wailing? Why don't you hurry to save him?"

boom!

A bullet hit Anatoly's thigh, and the scream sounded again.

Jason's marksmanship has improved a lot. This shot only injured his muscles, not his arteries.

Anatoly's screams made Vladimir restless.

He finally couldn't help it and ordered one of his men to rescue Anatoly.

Walking out of the safe passage at this time is no different from suicide.

The chosen mafia had a hundred unwillingness in his heart.

But Vladimir clenched his pistol and glared at him fiercely. As long as he dared to say nothing, his head would be pierced by bullets.

Resigned sighed, the man slipped out of the safe passage, and crawled forward with his body clinging to the ground.

He cautiously climbed to Anatoly's side, reached out and pulled his feet back.

On the white ground, a long and wide trail of bright red blood was dragged out.

Jason watched coldly, the M4A1 in his hand was already aimed at him, but he didn't shoot in a hurry.

When Anatoly was only two or three meters away from the safety exit.

boom!

A fiery bullet pierced the man's head.

【Ding! Kill a mafia, get 100 villain points, current progress: 1450/2000]

"Shit!"

Vladimir was so angry that he slammed his fist on the ground.

"Boss, this is Jason's trap. He wants to lure you out, so don't be impulsive."

The rest of the mafia quickly persuaded them.

The second child of the gang has been abolished. If something happens to the boss, the mafia who have left their hometown will really be disbanded.

Of course Vladimir understood that this was Jason's trick.

Reason tells him to stay calm and not be fooled.

But when he saw the pitiful appearance of Anatoly lying on the ground dying.

His heart twitched for a while, as if his heels didn't obey him, he wanted to go out.

Lying outside is his own younger brother.

Just when the few people were at a standoff, the whistling of a police car came from a distance.

Ten minutes have passed since the apartment exploded, and these NYPDs really know how to fish.

The sound of the police car made Vladimir completely sober.

"Boss, the police are here, hurry up and leave."

Vladimir nodded.

With tears in her red eyes, she glanced at Anatoly reluctantly, turned and left.

Jason!

I remember this hatred.

Even if I fight for this life, I will let you die!

……

Jason also heard the siren.

He thought badly, and then quickly shot Anatoly on the body.

"Vladimir, are you going to abandon your brother and run away alone?"

Even after firing a few shots, there was no response from the safe passage.

Vladimir ran away, and his fishing plan was completely bankrupt.

Sighing with a little pity, Jason shot Anatoly in the head and left quickly.

【Ding! Kill Anatoly (plot character), get 500 villain points, current progress: 1950/2000]

Jason quickly walked into a NIKE store, put on the new black sports shoes of the season, grabbed a large backpack, stuffed guns and ammunition into the backpack, and finally put on a baseball cap, from a hidden employee. The passageway leaves the mall.

【Ding! Steal other people's property, get 10 villain points, the current progress is 1960/2000]

……

Pushing the door open, the sky was already pitch black as ink, and the siren was getting louder and louder.

Jason lowered the brim of his hat and walked quickly into the alley, hiding in the darkness.

There are too many pedestrians and vehicles on the road, and there are surveillance cameras, so Jason can only walk in the dirty and damp alleys.

But alleys also have their downsides.

"Hey, friend, what's in your bulging black bag?"

Three young people aged sixteen or seventeen appeared in front of Jason.

His hair was dyed colorful, the metal pendant on his body jingled, chewing gum in his mouth, and a dagger in his hand.

Jason lowered his head and put his backpack on the ground: "There are a lot of good things, do you want to see them?"

"Of course! Take it out quickly."

One of them threatened with a sharp knife.

"Don't get excited, I'm taking it."

Jason said, and took out a shotgun from his bag.

Trio: ? ? ?

"Bernelli M4 Super 90 shotgun, semi-automatic design, can fire a variety of calibers, one shot can open a big hole in your chest, and the recoil is very low, and the sound is not too loud. What, it's a good thing. "

"Oh, shit!"

The three of them gave a ghostly cry and ran away.

Looking at their backs fleeing in a hurry, Jason suddenly remembered his childhood.

At that time, he was just like them, hiding in the dirty and smelly alleys and robbing passers-by alone.

The difference is that Jason did not hold a dagger, but a loaded 9mm pistol.

In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.

Oh, time flies so fast.

Standing on the spot and feeling emotional, Jason put the shotgun back in his backpack, walked through three blocks and left the alley.

After changing three taxis along the way, Jason finally arrived at his destination.

A rental warehouse on the west side of Manhattan, on the banks of the Hudson River.

This kind of self-storage warehouse is cheap and convenient, and it is very popular with Americans.

In a remote place, you can rent a 20-square-meter warehouse for only $80 a month.

And as long as you pay on time, no one checks you no matter what you deposit.

So Jason rented a 100-square-meter warehouse as his own safe house.

The location of the safe house has not been mentioned to anyone, not even Kim and Jason's cronies.

He took out the key and opened the rolling shutter of the warehouse.

What caught my eye was a pile of tattered furniture.

TV, sofa, dining table, chair, convenience food, drinking water…

At first glance, it is no different from most warehouses.

She closed the shutter and took out the flashlight from the drawer of the table.

Remove the pile of furniture and pull out a dusty suitcase.

Inside there are some clothes, guns and ammunition, driver's license, passport, portable medical case, mobile phone, twenty thousand dollars in cash...

People can't help themselves in the rivers and lakes. There are seven safe houses like this in Jason.

Open the medical box and take off the blood-stained coat.

Jason sat on the sofa, self-medicating, disinfecting, sewing, and changing gauze.

He was even more skilled than many hospital nurses.