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The silence lasted for a full thirty seconds before Vladimir stepped forward and said with a smile, "Of course! Of course! Yan, my friend!! Of course we know your rules! Generous Mr. Justin, will definitely give the right price! ”

Vladimir's palm full of coarse hair quickly patted Yan Han's back, and sat down beside him, he was insulted just now, and Yan Yan helped him get back face, this is a real friend!

"Of course! Sell me this technology, and I'll do it if you ask for it! Justin's face flashed with anger, but it was instantly masked by a polite smile, of course he was angry, but he was a qualified businessman, and the education he received since childhood made anything insignificant in front of business.

"It's a pity, it's a monopoly business, and I'm the only maker, but I'm interested in doing business with you, these little things of mine... What kind of price can you pay? Yan Yan shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "Forget the banknotes!" It seems to me that your banknotes are far less valuable than the gadgets in Mr. Ivan's hands. ”

Ivan stopped his movements, a smile leaked from his sloppy face for the first time, turned his head and spit out the toothpick in his mouth, casually pushed the glowing ball to Yan Yan, and said in jerky English full of Russian accents, "You, interesting man!" ”

His voice was soft, hoarse, as if he had been badly wounded to his throat, and it took a lot of attention to hear what he was saying.

"Thank you!!" Yan Yan casually took the ball of light wrapped around the wire in front of him, pondered and looked closer, and whispered in his mind, "System, estimate the value!" ”

"Depleted Orb of Engineering Energy, worth 200 gold!" A cold metallic synthesized sound sounded in Yan Yan's head.

As he expected, the system also judged that the products synthesized by technology were valuable. , a discarded energy source is worth 200 gold coins, and Yan Yan instantly had the urge to kidnap Iron Man in his heart.

Throwing the energy ball back at will, Yan Yan looked at Ivan, a meaningful smile slowly rose on the corner of his mouth, and a plan to quickly increase his shriveled purse quickly took shape in his mind.

"Rough workmanship, but it's a good thing! It's a pity that the energy is exhausted! Yan Yan shrugged his shoulders, pushed the energy source back without changing his face, and smiled, "This kind of thing can only reflect his value in the hands of Mr. Ivan, Mr. Justin, it's time to show me your generosity!" ”

Justin frowned, if the money didn't work, then what was he going to buy with it?

"Gold! My friend! Yan is very interested in ancient gold coins, and I think you will be very generous! Vladimir stepped forward with a smile and explained to Justin, who didn't know how to answer, of course, he also secretly passed a look to Yan Yan, the meaning was obvious: slaughter!

Of course, Yan Yan would not refuse such a proposal.

The meeting didn't last long, as the son-in-law of Hammer Industries, Justin's financial resources were no weaker than the money-profligate Iron Man, ancient gold coins, as long as money could buy something, there was no problem for him.

Soon, he bought ten copies of the Mist of Trickery in Yan Yan's hands for 3,500 gold coins of the ancient Byzantine Empire, and Vladimir was very generous enough to offer 1,000 ancient gold coins as a reward, and Yan Yan only needed to provide him with clues about the damned attackers.

Of course! Of course I know who did it!

When he walked out of Vladimir's luxury nightclub, Yan Yan smiled secretly in his heart.

……

That night, all the underground underworld forces in New York were dispatched, whether it was Vladimir, who was outraging hatred and eager to vent his anger, or Kim He, who covered up his suspicions, they had only one goal, to find the mongrels who dared to attack them and provoke their majesty.

Brooklyn, Fourth Avenue, the neighborhood is mostly inhabited by people of color, mixed with dragons and snakes, a gathering place of black miasma, drug use, drug alcohol, ****, fighting, robbery, and even murder, and other ugly things, which are filled in every corner of this area.

Yan Yan held a cigarette in his mouth and stood in the shadow of the street corner, silently staring at a field about a hundred meters away surrounded by countless cars.

At the four entrances of the scrap yard, there were three to five tall black men, looking around with blazing eyes, carrying guns in their hands, and gunmen were also hiding in the exhaust vehicles around them, and inside the scrap yard, a large number of drug transactions were going on.

In the underground world of New York, Kim holds absolute hegemony, almost 40% of all illegal businesses such as drugs, arms, and pornography are behind him, followed by Vladimir's Russian gangs, Chinatown Green Gangs, Yamaguchi-gumi, and the Italian Mafia.

With Yan Yan's ability, as long as he stares at Jin He's lair, a transaction like this can't hide from his ears and eyes, and of course, it will also attract other people who "care" about Jin Ji very much, just like the target that Yan Yan is waiting for tonight.

Time passed little by little, and suddenly, the smoke on Yan Yan's cigarette roll shook slightly, as if something was moving in the air, and the breeze disturbed the smoke on Yan Yan's cigarette roll.

The prey has appeared!

Like a cheetah in the dark, Yan Yan instinctively noticed something strange in the air, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a faint smile.

The darkness of the night could not affect Yan Yan's eyesight, and he soon saw a figure gliding with the help of a rope, flying like a ghost on the abandoned old car park about 100 meters away.

He was a muscular man, dressed in dark red leather like blood clotting, with two small demonic horns on his mask, and the lenses of his eyes reflected a seeping red light.

The figure flashed, the movement was swift and deadly, and in the blink of an eye, the neck of a sought-after man hiding in the scrap car was broken, and he glanced in the direction of Yan Yan as if he had no intention, and his scarlet and threatening gaze swept past Yan Yan, and then he flew into the scrap yard.

Soon, panicked shouts, hysterical roars, and deafening machine-gun fire mingled, and tongues of fire erupted from the barrels of the guns constantly illuminated the colorful abandoned vehicles in the scrap yard.

Receiving the threat from the other party, Yan Yan bounced his cigarette away, pouted and turned to leave, Super Daredevil appeared, his goal had been achieved!

Daredevil by Matthew Mercado.

Although he is blind, his senses of hearing and touch have reached a terrifying level.

Although even if he trained his ordinary people to the extreme, his combat effectiveness was far inferior to that of the other three people in the Defender Alliance, but for Yan Yan, this living radar that could hear most of New York City by ear was the most troublesome.

After all, for a blind man, his only current skill, Swift Wind Step, is completely useless.

About three minutes after Yan Yan left, the scrap yard with roaring gunfire returned to quiet, and a dark red demonic super daring man leaped out, his body splattered with a little bloodstain, and the eyes reflecting red light on the mask "looked" at the dark street corner where Yan Yan was standing before, his face was solemn, and before he started, he clearly felt that there was a strange aura here that made him feel dangerous.

Listening closely, the shrill siren made him frown uncomfortably, three shrill and whistling police cars, about four minutes later, the countless traffic noises, noises, noises, and laughter centered on him all converged in his head, and he quickly found the person just now, mixed with the footsteps of the noisy crowd.

With a wave of his palm, a short stick connected to a long black line flew out, wrapping around the fire staircase of a nearby building, and the red figure fluttered out, like a huge red monkey rippling out, deftly shuttling and flying between the tall buildings at an extremely sensitive speed.

It's just that the super daredevils didn't notice that when he started to track Yan Yan, on the broken water tank near the scrap yard from the roof of the building, a black eagle with shiny feathers spread its wings and soared into the air with the help of the wind, and its amber eyes were like the most accurate probes, easily capturing the red figure of "extreme parkour" on the city building.

Through the vision of the Eagle Messenger, a slight sneer appeared on the corner of Yan Yan's mouth, and he turned around and walked towards the destination that had already been determined.

The night when you can't see your fingers is the world of the super daring man, and the scarlet figure is constantly approaching Yan Yan like a ghost.

Suddenly, a deafening roar suddenly sounded in his ears, and the terrifying sound rushed into his ears brutally, and the super daring man seemed to have been punched in the brain, and he only had a splitting headache.

Instinctively covering his ears with both hands, his dexterous body suddenly lost his balance, and the super daring man stumbled, his body paused in the air for a moment, and then fell straight down, first slamming into the metal fire staircase behind the floor, and then falling heavily into the dark alley full of sewage and garbage, the stray wild cat screamed in horror, and flew out of the alley.

Two hundred meters away from the alley, metro station.

Yan Yan walked onto the subway with a smile, picked up a newspaper, sat down with Erlang's legs crossed at will, and clearly saw the tragic situation of the super daredevil man falling through the vision of the Eagle Falcon messenger in his mind.

Since he knew the ability of the super dar man, how could he not make corresponding preparations for this, flipping through the newspaper at will, Yan Yan smiled at the corner of his mouth, the ability of the super dar man is indeed terrifying.

But he is only a human being, not a god, and he is far from being able to fully control his own ability, and he can hear everything, but he cannot fully analyze and use it, and this powerful ability is a fatal flaw for him.

Taking a few deep breaths, the super brave man covered in sewage struggled to sit up, just a simple action, it caused a heart-rending pain in the left rib of the fire escape, and it took half a minute before he staggered to his feet, walked out of the alley, identified the next direction, turned his head and stumbled away.

In the sky above him, the black falcon soared silently, merging into the night sky, and Daredevil could naturally hear the sound of wings in the sky rubbing against the air currents, but compared to the noise of countless voices mixed together in New York City, how could he notice this foraging falcon in the sky.

"That's right! Right! Go home! Good boy!! Take me to your lair!! On the subway, Yan Yan muttered to himself in a low voice, the injured super daring man needs to be healed.

And for a wounded beast, what better place to **** a wound than a nest?