Marvel World Mixed Life

It was another sunny morning.

West 32nd Street, Manhattan Island.

Eugene Bakery.

After Eugene helped his wife arrange the big bars neatly, he was ready to drive a taxi.

Walking to the door, he yelled at the big hairy Russian guy, "Ogref! Don't let me catch you drinking during work!"

No one understands why he hired Ogref, stupid and stupid and often likes to drink and make mistakes.

No, of course they don't understand!

Ogref has a sexy and beautiful wife!

How can you tie him here without giving him a job?

Thinking of that hot and sexy body, Eugene felt a little swollen in his lower body.

The sound of electric drills from the Li's handicraft store on the opposite corner made him a little upset. Seeing the young black man with dirty braids who had just walked out, Eugene laughed and said, "Little Lucas, your store will Has it closed down and replaced? It is not easy to persist until now!... Haha"

After speaking, Eugene turned around and got into the taxi.

Little Lucas looked at Eugene who was leaving with pity, said something stupid, and then got into Li Mo's second-hand pickup truck. Start the car and walk away.

In Eugene's bakery, Ogref saw Eugene leaving in a ghostly manner, and immediately walked up to Eugene's wife who was arranging the black bread, "Elena, dear! Which bastard left! You miss me !"

Elena turned her head and gave Ogref a charming look, and slowly squatted down.

The sound of the zipper came, and Ogref supported the counter with both hands, showing an intoxicated expression...

Little Lucas drove a second-hand pickup truck through crowded streets to a sparsely populated neighborhood...

Yes, at Li Mo's request, he came to find a black market drug dealer he knew well. He often bought smuggled drugs from this black man named Mike. It wasn't any illegal drugs, but the price of the hospital pharmacy that he couldn't afford at all.

In an unmanned parking lot at a corner, Lucas Jr. stopped, and he saw that Mike was trading with another person. He has to wait for this person to finish the transaction before he can go there. This is the rule.

A hooded Caucasian boy carefully took three bullet-like objects from Mike's hand, and looked around vigilantly. Can't wait to stuff it into the chrysanthemum, with a high expression on his face, and trembling all over comfortably.

Don't get me wrong, this is not a new type of drug implanted through the anus, but Ma Yinglong's hemorrhoid suppository from China!

This magical medicine from China is simply the gospel brought by God to Americans, but it is too expensive to buy through formal channels, so buying through the black market is the best choice.

Drug dealers like Mike are smuggling network terminals controlled by gangsters, and they carry satellite positioning devices in their cars. The bosses are sitting in the Wall Street building staring at the satellite map, and every terminal like Mike represents hundreds of thousands of dollars in profit!

Why not smuggle drugs? It's long overdue! How can drugs have higher profits than drugs and cigarettes? Those drug dealers have long been handed over to the bumpkins in Mexico and Colombia.

After the little white guy left, little Lucas walked up immediately. Mike smiled and said after seeing it: "Look who this is! Little Lucas, how are you doing? Are you coming to buy medicine for your mother?"

The two skillfully carried out the black greeting ceremony, and little Lucas said helplessly: "It's my boss, he wants to get some medicine. Uh...the amount is a bit large!"

Mike said indifferently: "No problem, brother, but you know the rules!"

Little Lucas shrugged and handed Mike a roll of dollar bills...

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After watching the workers working for a while, Li Mo felt bored and walked out. He planned to take a stroll nearby.

He is not worried about the quality of the project at all, because there will be a special person to check and accept it later. As for the store missing things? Just kidding, the last construction company that did this on this street not only failed to get the final payment, but was also extorted a sum of money.

Wearing the blue Tang suit I bought yesterday, I am playing with a bunch of agarwood in my left hand, and in my right hand is a big water glass soaked with wolfberries, radishes, and chrysanthemums. Li Mo seemed to have returned to his previous life.

In fact, there is nothing to go shopping nearby. Although you can see the Empire State Building from a distance, it is purely sick to walk there!

After passing the General Post Office, there will be a St. John's Cathedral, which is the Cathedral of the Episcopal Church in the United States. I heard it is quite good.

But Li Mo thought about it and dismissed the idea. This is the Marvel world, who knows what the hell will be in it!

Li Mo had no choice but to stroll casually...

Passing by a psycho with a God is dead sign...

I watched the demonstrations organized by animal protection organizations with great interest...

I stopped to enjoy the performances of several street artists...

Walking through the bustling and bustling neighborhoods with people coming and going, watching people rushing, making noise and laughing. Li Mo had an illusion, as if he was still on the earth in his previous life.

However, this is the world of Marvel, where various disasters occur frequently, and the battles of superheroes are often ruined.

In the house where the Hulk jumped high and then stepped on the collapsed building, in the building where Iron Man was shot by the missile shot by the villain, those sacrificed passers-by, they may be the fresh lives in front of them, whether many families are torn apart because of this ...

Laughing self-deprecatingly, where did this inexplicable compassion come from? Wenqing disease is not to be committed! I am just one of them...

Unconsciously, I came to a small square at the intersection of several blocks. There are quite a lot of people in the square. There are young couples sitting on the steps laughing and kissing passionately, and some parents are accompanying their children to feed pigeons.

There is a cafe on the side of the square, and many white plastic tables and chairs are neatly arranged outside. Li Mo chose an empty one and sat down to rest for a while.

A waitress came over with a pen and paper, "What do you need?"

"Please help me fill up the hot water!" Li Mo raised the glass water cup that he soaked in the medicinal materials.

Waitress: "..."

Americans do not have the habit of drinking hot water, and the waiter has to prepare it specially. Li Mo picked up the "New York Gazette" that someone left behind on the table, and flipped through it boredly.

"Hell's Kitchen subway access included in the city government plan..."

"United construction companies for real estate development, innocent people were driven from their homes, behind the scenes..."

Li Mo shook his head and threw the newspaper back on the table.

"Newspapers are boring, aren't they?"

In the seat next to him, a stubble-faced black man in a yellow windbreaker and glasses suddenly said something.

Before Li Mo could answer, he laughed at himself and said, "Hell's Kitchen's subway plan is brought up every year, but it's always far away! But the shady report of the joint construction company is absolutely true! It's not attractive at all. You?"

"How should I put it?" Li Mo pondered for a while, "It's a little out of date! People are used to all kinds of scandals and shady scenes. In comparison, celebrity gossip may be more attractive!"

"Yeah!" the black man said with emotion, "Times have changed! Before political scandals, race, religion and social issues were the focus of people's attention, now they are only interested in celebrity reveals and extramarital affairs. Now young people watch it on their mobile phones and computers. news, and the new media people are blogging at home in their shorts!"

"Let me introduce myself. I am the author of that boring news, Ben Urick." The black man stretched out his hand and said with a wry smile.

Li Mo also introduced himself, and the two started chatting. The negro, a reporter for the New York Gazette, was well-educated and well-spoken. The two hit it off very well...

"The young people nowadays only regard him as a legend, but Captain America was my idol when I was a child. Until now, my only hobby is to collect all kinds of his cards!... Hahaha!"

Ben Urick laughed heartily.

"Really, as far as I know, there is a person who has the same hobbies as you!" Li Mo responded with a smile.

"Then you must introduce me!"

"I know him, but he doesn't know me!" Li Mo pouted...

After chatting for more than half an hour, Ben Urick received a call and was about to leave. The two exchanged contact information.

Looking at the somewhat lonely back of the black man, Li Mo suddenly felt that this man was very pitiful! He is a real media person with great professional ethics, but he is out of tune with this impetuous society!

"Perhaps one day, your idol will wake up from the ice and re-enter people's sight!"

Li Mo suddenly shouted.

Ben Urick didn't speak, he shrugged with a smile, turned his back and waved his hands, and slowly merged into the crowd...

After wandering aimlessly for a long time, I found a seafood restaurant with very good online reviews and had a full meal...

When Li Mo walked back to the store slowly with figure-of-eight steps, the setting sun had already dyed the whole Manhattan a warm yellow-orange.

The construction workers left a long time ago, looking at the little Lucas who was sitting at the door full of resentment, black on top of his face, Li Mo's heart skipped a beat.

"Have you done everything I told you?"

Before little Lucas started nagging, Li Mo took the lead in shouting.

"It's done! Boss, how can you..."

"Don't talk nonsense! This matter is very important! The store is being renovated, and I will give you two days off to follow up! Hurry up! Go go go!"

Little Lucas was full of resentment and left aggrieved.

Li Mo wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead, and walked up to the second floor proudly, whistling.

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at night.

Li Mo lay dangling on the newly bought rocking chair with a cigarette in his mouth. The transparent vine protruding from his right hand penetrated into the power socket like a snake, devouring the electric energy, flashing silver light from time to time...

Looking at the vines that had grown another 50 cm, Li Mo felt distressed for a while. This month's electricity bill may be quite a lot. Fortunately, the diesel generator set will be installed soon!

In the afternoon, Turk Barrett called and said that he had obtained special alloy steel! The goods will be delivered tomorrow.

Not bad, the strength is steadily improving, but just having special abilities is not enough, do you want to find someone to train your fighting skills?

Just when Li Mo was thinking wildly, the phone rang suddenly. After connecting the phone, little Lucas rang out in panic and slightly crying, "Boss, boss, my mother vomited blood, and she was unconscious and convulsed! What should I do?" manage?"