Chapter 61: Let's talk about Franklin

Not only Iron Man, but also a large number of reservations, instantly filled Mei Mumu's private website. As a result, the bank called and emailed me to ask if they needed special financial and insurance functions or something.

With 50 million US dollars in his pocket, Mei Mumu said that buying half of the street opposite was not bragging at all.

You know, any war must be the first to scare away the rich. After the New York War, the property price opposite the New York Temple fell a lot, only about 10,000 dollars per square meter. What's more, Mei Mumu has an excellent credit record and a medical bull, and the credit limit is super high.

Of course, Mei Mumu has long regarded money as dung.

If this was an ordinary crossing, with so much money, Mei Mumu would have been corrupted a long time ago.

Buy a Lamborghini, drive to Times Square, and throw it on the side of the road like this - I don't want it, sir.

It's okay to find a young model to exchange life experience or something.

But Thanos is coming in two years, this is simply the sword of Damocles hanging high around his neck, the heart thief is cold, where is the time to corrupt.

Mei Mumu greeted Hamill: "I'll go out and buy the materials for the trap and come back within an hour." ”

Hamill was mute, his eyes bulging, and he nodded silently because he couldn't speak.

With his memories of the movie, Mei Mumu found a seemingly abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. After some disguise, he wrapped himself in a rice dumpling and walked to the warehouse.

"Who!?" At the first time, at least three big men pointed the strange-looking 'gun' in their hands at Mei Mumu.

A man with a full-length helmet and black metal armor was even more nervous to open all the devices on his body that could be used to pour firepower.

"No, I'm just a mysterious guy who happens to know that good things are sold here. ”

"What are you kidding? Give me a reason not to shoot! or you're going to die!" said it, but in fact, no one here had ever killed anyone, as evidenced by the sweaty foreheads.

"That's why I ...... This one. Mei Mumu raised the box he was holding and opened it gently in slow motion.

Seeing the colorful things inside, all the big men felt a sense of relief.

A million dollars in cash, I have to say quite sincerely.

Sensing the unprofessionalism of these guys, Mei Mumu just wanted to laugh, but he held back: "That...... Can we sit down and talk? I don't have that time to get into trouble. I just want something customized. ”

A big man said, "Okay." If I find out you're playing tricks......"

"Wait!" The man in black metal armor with a pair of huge metal wings behind him stopped his men: "Friend, it's okay to do business, but shouldn't you take off your mask first?"

"I think it's better for us to let the business be the business. As he spoke, Mei Mumu secretly used the hanging ring behind him, and took out another box of dollar bills.

Money touches people's hearts.

The other party is actually tempted, but he still has doubts.

"Of course!" "If you insist on not talking to me about Franklin, then I can talk to you about something else." ”

With a slight flick of his arm, the translucent [Vatu Demon Sword] flashed.

Beside Mei Mumu, a steel frame was completely split diagonally in half. The shelf, which could not bear the weight of the upper layer, fell to the ground with a loud "clang" sound.

In the next second, a translucent blade had been thrown at the metal birdman's side, easily cutting several dangling wires in half.

The wires of the "Zizi ......" were sparkling, and the air was reverberating with a strange dead silence.

Mei Mumu put away his weapon and spread his hands: "Okay, may I ask if we are talking about Franklin or something else?"

Suddenly, the man in the black armor smiled: "It's funny, I think, we still like Franklin a little more." ”

"Good!"

No one knows what kind of py deal Mei Mumu made with this mysterious group, only that the next night, a lot of things were sent to an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city.

After the delivery was completed, in a secret warehouse, a white bald man asked his boss.

"Boss, can you see where that masked weirdo came from?"

From last night to today, the black-armored man who had not taken off his helmet finally took off his helmet, revealing an ordinary middle-aged man's face.

He is a bit bald and has a popular appearance that claims to be an American face. The only difference is his piercing eyes. The sharp eyes like a goshawk have raised the momentum of his whole person, how much more than three percent?

"I can't see it, but I'll find out later. ”

"It's okay, I think we'll find out soon. A fat white man who looked like an engineering man smiled: "I'll load our goods with some gadgets, as long as they move, I'll definitely know." ”

The engineering man turned his laptop, and there was a twinkle of light on it.

The man in black armor dragged the engineer up on the spot: "Idiot, who told you to put the tracker? I still don't understand that guy's attack pattern, and I'm not even sure if he's an alien." If you do this, you will probably kill us!"

"Boss, it's not that serious, is it?" When the engineering man was almost out of breath, he suddenly saw the light spots on the monitor change their positions.

What made the faces of all the men in the audience pale was that the point of light actually teleported. From an abandoned warehouse 10 kilometers away, to ...... The new stronghold they're in is only opening today.

"What? it can't be!" the engineering man shuddered.

Just when a group of big men were stunned, the consternation turned into fear.

"Bang!" sounded, and the sound drew everyone back.

On the empty table in the center of the hall, surrounded by at least five people, the tabletop, which had been empty a second before, suddenly had a huge box.

"Ahh

"Hell!"

"When did this thing come about?"

The big men screamed one after another, they hurriedly picked up their weapons, looked around, and even with night vision devices, they still couldn't see anything.

"Click!" the box opened on its own.

Reveal the colorful bills inside.

The engineering man didn't feel happy, but felt a chill from the tail vertebrae to the back of his head, and his entire back was soaked in cold sweat.

In the middle of the banknotes, there is his small tracking instrument.

A recording of the mysterious man, coming from a small player in the box.

"Mr. Adrian Tooms, I can understand your rudeness and curiosity. But understanding is not the same as understanding, forget it this time, and next time, I will discuss the issue of integrity with your wife and daughter. ”

At this moment, Adrian, who was wearing black armor, suddenly turned pale.

Yes, he is the [Vulture] who was supposed to walk on the Marvel world stage next year, and the villain Mr. who is against Spider-Man Parker.